The pulse is vague and weak.

Fu Yuanyu originally didn't understand medical theory, but over the years, life and death have been back and forth, and many injuries have become a doctor, and the emptiness between the meridians of this old woman is weak, so that he can easily find out the pulse, which is known as the "rootless vein" of the Yuxiang vein, where this pulse is a loss of qi and blood, yang and yin deficiency, not to mention that the patient is an old man who has been sick for a long time, even if the magic doctor of rejuvenation is here, it can only be extended for her for an extra year and a half.

The most important thing is that the meridians in this old woman's body are sluggish, the two veins of Ren Du are not connected, the dantian is depressed, and the eight acupoints are not opened, and she is not a person with internal strength.

"Old man, this is an old disease." Fu Yuanyu let go of his hand, "I heard that the people in Changshou Village are all infected with the epidemic, but from this pulse, it seems that it does not match the symptoms, can there be medicine prepared here?" ”

From beginning to end, the old woman just leaned against the wall sickly, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed from time to time, and said with a wry smile: "In the early years, my husband went early, and my son went to the battlefield again the year before last and never returned, leaving me an old woman and a little grandson to survive." ”

"Then why do you live here alone?"

The old woman had a sad face, wiped her tears with her hands and said: "Pity my grandson was infected with the epidemic at a young age and was sent to this ghost place, I want to be with him no matter what, who would have thought that I would be fine if I don't die, he didn't survive a few days and went...... I couldn't get out of this village when I entered it, and I didn't even know where he was buried. ”

As she spoke, she burst into tears, just right to avoid Fu Yuanyu's scrutiny, and the other hand placed under the futon was already clenched into a fist, but she didn't dare to show the slightest vigilance.

At this time, the fragrance of fish soup wafted over, Xue Hongbi walked towards this side with a bowl, and did not forget to say to Fu Yuanyu: "There is still a bowl on the table, father-in-law, you can also drink some." ”

Fu Yuanyu was disgusted, but in the end, he still remembered the kindness of the cheap Yizi, got up and went to serve the bowl and drink.

In normal times, Xue Hongbi didn't have much patience, but he only learned of Du Sanniang's death, full of grief and nowhere to vent, and saw that this old woman was really pitiful, so he sat on the edge of the bed and scooped the fish soup with his own hands and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

The old woman asked him to make fish soup to send people out to do tricks, but now it has become his own life-saving straw, and seven or eight thoughts turned in his heart, I wanted to pinch this kid in the palm of my hand to make a life talisman, and I thought to myself that my body is not good now, I am afraid that it is not the old devil's opponent, it is better to continue to pretend to be safe.

Thinking of this, she simply abandoned her distracting thoughts, not only drank the soup obediently, but also had the leisure to give Xue Hongbi a straight look.

The thirteen-year-old boy Lang was born handsome, even if he was haggard for days, he only made people feel pity when he looked at it, not to mention Xue Hongbi's precocious nature, and he experienced a series of shocks, and there were three more points of perseverance between his eyebrows that only adults should have, when he lowered his eyelashes and gently blew a spoonful of fish soup, these three points of perseverance turned into seven points of tenderness, like water drops falling on stubborn stones, leaving no white marks, but they can be worn by water droplets.

In an instant, the old woman understood the reason why the cuckoo died for him, and she had become the stone that had been pierced by water in the past twelve years.

With the fish soup, Xue Hongbi and Fu Yuanyu went outside the door to discuss for a while, now it was already a blue sky and white day, and it was easy to attract people's eyes and ears when traveling, so they decided to wait until night before setting off.

Xue Hongbi asked Fu Yuanyu where he planned to go, and the latter said without thinking: "Go and meet your father." ”

Twelve years ago, Fu Yuanyu collected Xue Hai's body, and Bai Pear died in Huashan, and the bones were cremated by Du Sanniang and dusted, Fu Yuanyu could only bury some of her old things with Xue Hai, and engraved the names of the couple on the tablet as the same cave, the tomb was hidden, and no one knew except Fu Yuanyu.

Xue Hongbi listened and nodded silently.

Fu Yuanyu also consumed a lot of money all the way, and meditated on the bench after eating casually, Xue Hongbi was not idle, watching the fire and cooking soup for a while, and turning out a clean futon from the cabinet for the old woman to change into, even the blood-stained handkerchief he also took to burn, and took out a washed strip from his own baggage and gave it to her.

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to sit down so that he wouldn't be immersed in grief.

When dusk was approaching, the old woman, who was half-leaning on the bed and listening to his story, suddenly tilted her body, her head was heavy on his shoulder, and her wrinkled palms also hung down, like withered and decayed dried flowers, clearly close at hand, but she did not breathe.

Fu Yuanyu walked over, tested her breathing and pulse, and said softly, "She's gone." ”

Xue Hongbi continued to tell the unfinished story, carefully laying the old woman down, and waited until the story in his mouth was finished, he changed his tone and said, "Let's put her in the empty room in front of us, and then let's go." ”

The messenger will come tomorrow to deliver supplies, check the sick, take the newly deceased and incinerate them, return the ashes to the families according to their identity, and if the family is gone, bury them together.

Fu Yuanyu nodded, and there was no need for Xue Hongbi to do anything, he personally shook off the futon and wrapped the old woman's body, and moved to an empty house, where there were patients living not far away, and someone would find out tomorrow at the latest.

When he came back, Xue Hongbi had already packed his baggage and stood outside the warehouse waiting.

"Which way are you going?"

"Northwest." After a pause, Fu Yuanyu seemed to remember something, and the corners of his lips hooked up a sincere smile, "By the way, I'll take you to meet an old friend of mine." ”

Xue Hongbi didn't have any opinion on the direction, but he was deeply suspicious of the second half of the sentence, not to mention Fu Yuanyu's experience of becoming a public enemy of the world for 12 years, just with the reputation of this old demon in the past, what kind of saint with great compassion and not a long sight would be his friend?

Fu Yuanyu saw that his face was full of disbelief, and couldn't help but argue for himself: "What's wrong with being friends with me? Your father and mother are still my friends! ”

Xue Hongbi was speechless for a while.

This little bickering made the two get a lot closer, and when Fu Yuanyu took his hand and walked outside the village, Xue Hongbi subconsciously struggled twice, and let him go without breaking free.

Just after they left Changshou Village, in the deserted and dead room, a "dead corpse" lying on the bed opened its eyes.

"Whew......" The old woman slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, stretched out her hand to support the bed and sat up slowly, there was a moment of dizziness, her chest and abdomen were even more burning, and her already old body was even more withered, as if a gust of wind could blow away her bones.

Rao is like this, she is also full of happiness, if it weren't for the extraordinary skills of her own exercises, and in this special period, I am afraid that even if she uses the Turtle Breath Gong, she will not be able to deceive Fu Yuanyu, and she can retreat from this old devil with this weak body, which is really the rest of her life.

Fu Yuanyu and Xue Hongbi have already left, the old woman has no intention of chasing, now it is less than three hours, she has not broken through the threshold today, ordinary blood ** qi can't fill the emptiness of the dantian, so she has to change the way.

Without further ado, the old woman set off immediately, but instead of taking the main road, she went straight to the well not far from the warehouse, kicked down an inconspicuous stone brick, and the water level immediately dropped, and by the moonlight above her head, a secret door in the wall of the well below could be faintly seen.

In the past seven days, Xue Hongbi has passed by here more than once, and has also fetched water here, but he has not found that there is a secret room hidden underneath.

The old woman jumped up, supported the wall with her feet to stabilize her body, raised her hand to turn the snake head relief on the door, and the secret door opened silently, pouring out dim lights, and the six black-clothed people who stayed behind saw that she was coming, put away their weapons and bowed down and said, "Meet your lord!" ”

There are only two rooms behind the secret door, and there are few furnishings in the interior, most of which are necessities for life, which shows that they were created in a short period of time. The old woman's body was hot at this time, but the dantian was cold, and it was extremely uncomfortable, so she had no time to talk nonsense with them, and said bluntly: "Prepare the Five Poison Ding." ”

The six black-clothed people were stunned, and they didn't dare to delay for half a minute, and quickly took her into the inner room, only to see that the room was empty, only in the center there was a screen and a half-person-high three-legged bronze tripod, which was engraved with five poisonous patterns, and a waterproof layer was built into the ding, and a black-clothed man found out the brocade box, put the jade beads the size of his finger belly into it, and then poured clear water, and the waterproof layer was suddenly full of cold ice.

Two other black-clothed men poured the medicinal soup that had already been prepared into the ding, and put in snakes, scorpions, centipedes and other highly poisonous things. When this was done, they drew their swords and stabbed the remaining three companions under the watchful eye of the old woman, but the latter did not resist and killed them by the neck.

The wrist veins, neck veins and heart veins of these three people were all cut, and the corpses hung upside down, flowing all the blood into the ding, and the poisonous insects inside were excited by the bloody qi, and they went crazy in an instant, and they actually killed each other in the ding. Seeing this, the man in black threw away the corpse that had dried up the blood in his hand, and a fire rose under the ding, and the cold and heat rose and blended together, slowly boiling these poisonous insects to death, and the poison and ferocity melted into the blood water.

After doing this, they saluted the old woman again, and actually killed themselves on the spot.

Only the old woman was left alive in the secret room.

Under the dim light, she took a pill in her mouth, took off her coarse cloth clothes, revealed her old and thin body, stepped into the cold and hot Dingli, sat cross-legged, gathered her dantian, pinched the five fingers of her hands on her knees, and let the poisonous blood cover the top of her head, and the whole person was hidden under the blood and water, almost invisible.

Ordinary people hold their breath for a few breaths, and people with strong martial arts and long internal breath can hold their breath for half an hour, but she is completely immersed in blood and water, and she doesn't even show her head, and she doesn't struggle for a whole hour, as if Dingli is a dead person, not afraid of heat and cold, and doesn't need to breathe.

Until the hour of the Son comes.

The blood water that was originally as flat as a mirror suddenly stirred, a piece of crow feather black hair rippled in the scarlet and turbid water surface, the wisps were like aquatic plants entangled, a pair of white and delicate hands poked out of the blood water, grabbed the edge of the bronze tripod, but heard a "bang" sound, the water splashed, and a white shadow stood up in the mist, the cardamom girl was naked, the body was petite and exquisite, the skin was white and jade, and she stood naked in the bronze tripod full of blood and water, like the Buddha's hand white lotus that fell in front of the blood basin bitter world.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one would believe that an old and withered old woman can become a beautiful girl in an hour.

The blood was full of filth, in addition to poisonous insects and semi-coagulated blood clots, there were many indescribable filths, as if the chrysalis had broken into a butterfly and left behind, the girl glanced at it with disgust, jumped out with one hand, pulled the snow-white robe on the screen to cover herself, and fished out the wet black hair from the collar, which made her skin white and flawless, and shimmered like jade under the light of the lamp.

She walked barefoot across the corpses all over the ground, walked to the outer room and found a mirror, in the mirror reflected a white jade carved girl's face, although the outline of her facial features is still green, it is already so beautiful that it is heartbreaking, if it is more mature, I don't know how many people want to be fascinated by her, just look at her, and forget the fireworks in the world.

The book "Getaway" says: "The mountain of contempt and shooting, there are gods and men living in it." The skin is like ice and snow, and it is like a virgin. Do not eat grains, suck wind and drink dew, ride the clouds, fly the dragon, and swim beyond the four seas. Its spirit is condensed, so that things are not flawed and ripe. ”

Although this girl's eyebrows are blue, she is as beautiful as a girl.

However, looking at the four parts of the Listening Rain Pavilion, the only one who dares to appreciate such a jade person is Xiao Zhengzheng, the master of the Listening Rain Pavilion.

She is the current lord of the Floating Cloud Tower, Gu Shooting Immortal.