Chapter 135: Awakening

Yan Buliu closed his eyes and half-spread out on the chair, and after a few minutes, he slowly opened his eyes, and after exhaling a breath, he planned to guide Zhang Yi's last three souls.

At this time, the jade plate on Zhang Yi's chest flashed a very faint white light.

With the flash of this white light, suddenly the golden needle inserted in the top of Zhang Yi's head suddenly trembled slightly, and the speed of this tremor became faster and faster, and soon the golden needle was like an electric fan, trembling on the top of Zhang Yi's head.

"Oops!" Seeing this, Yan Buliu's face changed suddenly.

The golden needle on the top of Zhang Yi's head is used to hold on to and lock the three souls and seven spirits, if there is an accident with the golden needle now, the spirits that were not easy to guide before will gather together again.

Not only that, if the three souls and seven spirits get together again this time, I am afraid that the three souls and seven spirits will be huddled together and become an individual that can no longer be separated, and then this group of individuals composed of three souls and seven spirits will quickly dissipate between heaven and earth because of the disharmony between each other.

At that time, I really wanted to build the "tomb of the good man Zhang Yi" for Zhang Yi!

Yan Buliu's face changed drastically, and he suddenly got up and stepped forward, trying to stop the trembling golden needle.

At this time, there was a sound of "pop", and I saw a golden needle being bounced out.

As this golden needle flew up, the remaining golden needles above Zhang Yi's head also flew up one by one like machine guns, and soon the golden needle above Zhang Yi's head was only one golden needle in Heavenly Court.

The trembling amplitude of this golden needle was very strong, and it felt like it would bounce out in the next moment.

At this time, Yan Buliu had already run to Zhang Yi's side, and raised his hand just to stop the golden needle.

"Poof!"

The last golden needle was also bounced out.

At this point, the golden needles that were originally pierced on Zhang Yi's head have all bounced off and collapsed.

After the golden needle danced in the air and galloped, its strength disappeared, and it fell to the ground, sounding countless crisp sounds of "jingle bells".

Yan Buliu was stunned in place when he saw this scene, and his hand that stayed in mid-air did not fall for a long time, obviously not coming back to his senses.

"This ......"

Yan Buliu came back to his senses and withdrew his hand, and quickly began to check Zhang Yi, and sure enough, the three souls and seven spirits had already dissipated without a trace.

Yan Buliu stood on the edge of the operating table in a daze.

After a long time, a tired sigh came.

"Alas......"

Yan Buliu shook his head, sighed deeply, and then bent down and began to pick up the golden needles scattered on the ground.

When Yan Buliu bent down to clean up the golden needle, the white light of the jade plate on Zhang Yi's chest also dissipated.

After packing up the gold needle, Yan Buliu put the gold needle back in the box, turned his head and looked at Zhang Yi meaningfully, and after a while, he let out a long sigh and left the suitcase.

Yan Buliu planned to go out to tell them about it, but halfway through, Yan Buliu paused, turned his head and frowned at Zhang Yi lying on the operating table with a confused expression.

"Huh!?" [・_・?]

"Strange! How can there be a breath!? ”

After Yan Buliu paused in place, he turned around and walked to the operating table, and after coming to the operating table, Yan Buliu casually put his hand on Zhang Yi's wrist.

"Well!!! This Ni King Horse...... Really? ”Σ( ° △ °|||) ︴

Yan Buliu hurriedly put down the box in his hand, and Zhang Yi, who was flying with both hands, groped and checked it.

“……… The three souls actually returned to their places on their own, and the seven spirits also held on, not floating and wandering like before. Yan Buliu's eyes widened and looked at Zhang Yi lying on the operating table incredulously.

Yan didn't leave his eyes on Zhang Yi's face for long, and slowly moved down to stare at the place where the jade plate hung on Zhang Yi's chest.

After a while, Yan Buliu patted his chest and said with palpitations: "It's okay! OK! I didn't leave a signboard and didn't smash it! ”

After carefully checking Zhang Yi several times, after confirming that there was no problem, he said triumphantly: "Lao Tzu, it's really amazing!"

I don't want to be emotional, and I attribute this to myself.

After that, Yan Buliu lifted the box and put it on his shoulder, walked out of the operating room with his nostrils facing the sky.

The three of Zifeng Daoist were eagerly waiting outside, and when they saw that Yan Buliu was coming out, they rushed forward and surrounded Yan Buliu.

"Did it work?"

"How's the rabbit?"

"What's going on?"

"Did the soul guide go well?"

Yan Buliu picked the corners of his mouth proudly, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Who am I?" You don't want to think about it, this kind of trivial thing can stump me strictly? For me it's like eating! ”

I have forgotten the feeling of wanting to scold my mother when I was guiding Qilu in the operating room just now.

"Can we go see him, then?" Daoist Zifeng asked.

"Go ahead! But it should be a few days before he wakes up. Yan Buliu touched his chin and said. Remember to be quiet when you go in, after all, you have just channeled your soul! ”

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and Yan Buliu gave up the door to the operation.

After letting everyone in, Yan Buliu yawned and said to himself: "I'm tired, find a drink to drink!"

Three days later......

Yan Bo stood next to the hospital bed and looked at Zhang Yi, who was lying on the bed with yellow muscles and thin muscles.

On the other side of the hospital bed, Yan Buliu casually shook Zhang Yi's wrist.

"Strictly! Why hasn't the rabbit woken up yet! ”

"Urging what? You can't die, don't worry! ”

"But the rabbit looked like that before......"

"If he really dies, I'll take off my own head and use it as a living pendant for you!"

"Forehead ......"

"You watch him carefully, and I'll go out and get some wine."

"Forehead ......"

Yan Bo watched helplessly, and Yan Buliu went out to find wine without a heart.

At this time, Zhang Yi's eyelids trembled a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Yan Bo was stunned for a moment at first when he saw this, and then when he opened his eyes and found that he was not mistaken, he was about to say something.

I saw that Zhang Yi quickly raised his hand and slapped himself!

Yan Bo: Σ (゚∀゚ノ) ノ

After Zhang Yi gave himself a slap, he didn't stop, raised his other hand, and slapped himself again.

Yan Bo: (*゚ロ゚)!!

After Zhang Yi gave himself two slaps, he still didn't stop, but started work left and right, and kept greeting him with a strong "pop" on his face.

Yan Bo: !! ∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

A person who has been lying in bed for three days, a person with yellow face and thin muscles, and a person who has just woken up, can fan himself so vigorously, so fiercely and so decisively!

"Don't stay, come on! The rabbit is stupid and slaps himself wildly as soon as he wakes up! Yan Bo rushed up and chased after Yan Buliu, who went out.

As Yan Bo's voice fell, Zhang Yi suddenly came to his senses, and with the burning pain on his face, he stopped his left and right hands alive.

"Why should I slap myself? Still fanning so hard? ”Σ( ° △ °|||)