Chapter 130: It's boring

"Huh!? Where is this? Zhang Yi frowned and looked around.

There was no boundless darkness all around, there was not a trace of light, and even the ground was pitch black. Zhang Yi looked up and saw that there was no moon or stars on it, and it was dark in all directions.

"How did I get here?" Zhang Yi muttered to himself.

Zhang Yi frowned, thinking about his last memory, only remembering that it seemed that someone came to the door to look for the ballast, and the memory behind him was gone, and he couldn't remember it.

"Am I dreaming?" After the words fell, Zhang Yi planned to raise his hand and pinch his face.

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi's hand went directly through his face. Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ

Zhang Yi's eyes widened and he looked at his hands incredulously, and then Zhang Yi realized that his body was almost transparent.

I don't know why in this dark and lightless place, Zhang Yi can clearly see his body.

"Really?"

Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and slapped himself violently, and the "brush" hand passed through his face and hit the air.

‼ (•'╻'• )ᵎᵎᵎ "666666 awesome!"

Zhang Yile was tired of slapping himself, his hands kept running around his body, and he was having fun.

In this legend, I went crazy and beat myself! Just ask if you're afraid!?

After playing for a while, Zhang Yi seemed to have had enough, so he stopped talking to himself with both hands: "It seems that I am really dreaming."

After speaking, Zhang Yi opened his feet and walked in a random direction.

Step by step, Zhang Yi walked slowly like this, I don't know how long he walked, the surroundings were still boundless dark, and Zhang Yi didn't even know if he was moving forward.

"This dream is boring!" Zhang Yi sat down and complained.

"Wait, if this is my dream, then I can't transform this dream!" Zhang Yi thought with a wide range of eyes.

"Come, come, come! Bring me a handheld PSP, as well as Coke, fried chicken, fries, sofas, hammocks, and massage chairs! Zhang Yi put his hands into fingers, put them on the edge of his temples and kept muttering.

After a long time, the surroundings are still the same, unchanged.

"Forehead ............" (≖_≖ )

Zhang Yi looked at this place with a disgusted expression.

"Ahh It's boring, it's boring! This dream is really boring, why haven't you woken up yet? Zhang Yi lay on the ground without any image, rolling back and forth.

After getting tired of it, Zhang Yi began to play his own game again.

"Wait, since I'm alone in this place, let's come to Goben! It's a dream anyway! ”

Just do it, Zhang Yi got up and grabbed his trouser belt with both hands.

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi's hands went directly through the trouser belt.

What kind of dream is this?,Pants don't let people take off.,So what if I'm going to in my dream?

Zhang Yi pointed to the air and kept scolding.

Not long after scolding, Zhang Yi seemed to be tired of scolding, lying on his back on the ground, looking at the dark sky, and fanning himself with both hands from time to time.

Suddenly, this dark space began to make the sound of something cracking and shattering.

Zhang Yi slapped himself while looking around.

This cracking and shattering sound is getting louder and closer.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared in this black oppressive space, and cracks with golden light quickly spread in all directions.

With a "snap", this dark space shattered.

After the space was shattered, a strong light suddenly shot out, and Zhang Yi was directly submerged in this bright light.

…………

"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 give it to you as a living pendant! That's it! ”

"Forehead ......"

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

“………”

The two people chatting in Zhang Yi's ear were Yan Bo and Yan Buliu.

Go back four days......

After Zhang Yi passed out, it didn't take long for Mr. Liu to drive Yan Buliu over.

As soon as Yan Buliu arrived here, looking at the devastated appearance of the yard, Zhang Yi was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and Daoist Zifeng was being supported by Yan Bo, but looking at his appearance, he was just a breath away.

After Yan Buliu walked to Yan Bo's vicinity with the box, he glanced at it lightly, opened the box and threw it to Yan Bo three small bottles.

"Feed him the blue one, eat the red one yourself, and use the remaining bottle externally, and wipe it on where it hurts." Yan Buliu said to Yan Bo after closing the box.

When the words fell, Yan Buliu walked directly to Zhang Yi with the box.

After coming to Zhang Yi's place, Yan Buliu's eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and he reached out to pinch Zhang Yi's wrist to take the pulse.

"Huh!?" Yan Buliu opened Zhang Yi's eyelids with a puzzled face.

In an instant, Yan Buliu's face changed drastically, and he quickly pulled out five or six golden needles from the box and pierced them at the top of Zhang Yixiang's head.

After the golden needle was pierced, Yan Bu paid attention and set up his pulse seriously.

"Even your housekeeping skills have been used, Zhang Yi, what's wrong with him?" Mr. Liu stepped forward and asked.

"Let's talk about this later, he's okay for the time being, where is the bald king?" Yan Buliu put down Zhang Yi's hand and asked.

When Mr. Liu heard this, he turned his head to Yan Bo, who was smearing himself not far away, and asked, "Ah Bo, Monk Wang?"

Yan Bo raised his head when he heard this, and after being stunned for a second, he said, "He's in that temporary operating room."

Yan Buliu immediately picked up the box when he heard this, and quickly ran into the villa, as soon as Yan Buliu entered the villa, he saw hiding behind the door and trembling the Void Emperor Altar.

"Where's the makeshift operating room?" Yan Buliu asked lightly.

"In ...... Over there......" The Void Emperor Altar stretched out his fingers and pointed in a trembling direction.

"Alright, it's okay! It's all gone. After Yan Buliu comforted him softly, he ran to the operating room.

Soon Yan Buliu came to the door of the operating room, and without pausing, he directly pushed open the door of the operating room.

"Who are you? Get out! The chubby doctor burst in and shouted.

"Me!?"

"Lao Tzu is strict!" Yan Buliu pointed at himself and said very smugly.

"Huh!?" The chubby doctor moved his lips and was about to say something, but the doctor with glasses grabbed him and shook his head gently.

Yan Buliu strode to the operating table, only to see that Wang Fan's clothes had been taken off at this time, and various tubes and lines were inserted on his body.

Yan Buliu closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to gently caress Wang Fan's body, and those who didn't know thought that Yan Buliu was planning to engage in kina.

After a while, Yan Buliu withdrew his hand, put it directly on Wang Fan's wrist, and set up a pulse.

"Most of the internal organs are displaced, and the liver, left kidney, spleen, and both lungs have ruptured to varying degrees. In addition to the right arm, the lower frontal bone and the left shoulder bone were also broken, the left rib cage was broken two, the right rib cage was broken three times, and the left eardrum was also slightly broken! Yan Buliu slowly opened his eyes and said lightly.