took the six-winged worm from Leng Bingyue's house, and when he returned to the cemetery, Ding Man's father and son and Sun Fei were nowhere to be found.

I asked Liang Chen where they went, and Liang Chen said that Ding Man and his son had never been to the capital, so they had to go to the Forbidden City noisily, so they took a taxi and left.

I looked at the time and said helplessly: "These two goods, now I go, and the Forbidden City will be closed after a short time." ”

But they're already gone, and I don't bother to care about them, so it's important to wake up Yichen as soon as possible.

This has been delayed for too long.

After calling Yufeng, I asked him what to do, but Yufeng's eyes widened and asked me, "You are a ghost doctor, don't you know how to do it?" ”

I spread my hands and laughed, "I haven't done it again, how can I know." ”

Now he couldn't even stand Leng Bingyue, and patted his head and scolded: "What two fools." ”

In the cemetery, the four people just stared at the Tibetan Soul Fight, Ziji Grass, and Six-winged Worm in front of them, silent, and the atmosphere was indescribably embarrassing.

It took half a day to waste, but I didn't expect it to be such a result.

It's like a virgin chasing a goddess, and he finally caught up and got married, but when he was in the cave room, he didn't know where to shoot the gun when he was naked.

Aggrieved......

"Two fools!"

Just as a few of us were at a loss for what to do, a familiar curse suddenly came from the entrance of the cemetery.

Turning my head to look, I saw He Dajun, dressed in a security uniform and with a sloppy beard, walking towards us with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets.

"Uncle Dajun!"

"Lao He!"

"Brother He!"

I, Yufeng and Leng Bingyue exclaimed at the same time, and a thought flashed in my heart at the same time: Yichen is saved!

He Dajun still looked unsmiling, threw away his cigarette butt and walked quickly to me, and before I could say hello, a slap hit me on the back of the head.

"Why do I have such a lazy apprentice as you! "Encyclopedia of Traditional Chinese Medicine", are you not looking at it well? Didn't you see the soul rejuvenation? ”

He Dajun came up to split his head and cover his face, and he didn't dare to raise my head, so he could only shrink his neck and hold it honestly.

"Hey, do you dare not answer what you asked? What, you want to play cold violence with me? Seeing that I didn't say a word, He Dajun was angry, and he raised his hand and prepared to continue to call.

I felt bitter in my heart, and hurriedly raised my hands to make a surrender gesture and explained: "No, Uncle Dajun, I have read all the Chinese medicine books, but there is no such technique in it." ”

"Oh? So you mean I was wrong? Dare to quibble! ”

Syllable! Spank.

"Why don't you talk again? What do you want to break out in silence? ”

Syllable! Another slap in the face......

I'm really bitter at the moment, and it's my fault to speak and think I'm talking back; Don't say it, it's my fault to blame me for being cold and violent.

MMPH......

Yufeng may not be able to stand it anymore, and when He Dajun's fan-like hand was raised again, he hurriedly stopped it and persuaded: "Old He, it's okay, he doesn't have a good brain, if you continue to fight, don't really be an idiot." ”

I'm on the sidelines: "......"

"Hmph, don't be angry, go take out the book and turn to the last page!"

He Dajun finally stopped teaching me, snorted coldly in anger, and shouted at me with a glare.

How dare I disobey, I turned around with a smile on my face and hurriedly ran back to the room on the second floor, took out the book, turned to the last page and handed it to He Dajun.

He Dajun rolled his eyes and took the book, spread it in front of me and said angrily: "Give me a good look, what is this!" ”

I looked where he was pointing, and saw a row of small letters written vertically near the crack of the book:

Soul rejuvenation, as well as things from yin to yang, with thirteen needles of ghost doctors, can revive the remnant soul.

"Uncle Dajun, this ......"

After reading the next line, I really didn't know what to say.

Who lacks virtue will write something into the cracks of the book!

Who knew He Dajun's next sentence, I couldn't help but congratulate myself on the slow pace of my mouth.

He said: "There are so many things that I have no place to write, so I have to write them in the cracks of the book." ”

He Dajun closed the book, moved his gaze to the Tibetan Soul Fight, took a deep breath and said, "Let's start, first pull out all the feet of the six-winged worm, and don't have any left." ”

I didn't hesitate and obediently followed his orders.

Yu Feng was puzzled: "The thing of the sun, isn't it this whole six-winged worm?" What do you want its feet for? ”

He Dajun lit another cigarette, took a puff and explained, "Haven't you heard a word? The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the essence of the six-winged worm is all in this hundred-legged. As for the other parts, there are other uses for keeping them. ”

"What about this extreme grass?" Yufeng then asked.

He Dajun spit out a puff of smoke and said: "Grass juice, squeeze it directly in Yichen's mouth for a while, the grass blades and grass roots are useless, they can be used to make tea and drink, fragrant and cool." ”

Yufeng nodded as if he had realized it, and there were no other questions.

As I spoke, I had plucked off all the feet of the six-winged worm and put them in a small wooden box prepared in advance.

To say that this six-winged worm is worthy of being a god of the sun, even if its feet are all gone, it is still fierce, writhing its body like crazy in the glass bottle, and the poisonous jaws are closed one by one, and a cloud of black flames faintly erupted.

"Uncle Dajun, what should I do next?" I released Yichen from the Hidden Soul Fight, turned my head and asked He Dajun.

He Dajun beckoned to Yufeng, and then said, "After a while, I will first use the thirteen needles of the ghost doctor to seal Yichen's eight veins of the strange meridians and esophagus, and then Yufeng drip the grass juice of Zijicao into his mouth drop by drop." Xiao Zheng, you are responsible for piercing all the hundred legs of the six-winged worm from the Shenque acupoint into his body, and finally, put Yichen into the Yin Gathering Array and recuperate for a while. ”

When I heard this, I immediately clapped my hands excitedly and said, "It's not that difficult, just stab the hundred feet into it, don't worry about leaving it to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt a strong wind blowing behind my head, followed by a muffled 'snap' and a burst of pain.

I turned my head to look at He Dajun and said innocently, "Uncle Dajun, what did I say wrong?" Or are you just hitting me and getting addicted? It hurts, you know? ”

He Dajun looked like he hated iron but not steel, pointed at my nose and said angrily: "Nonsense! You think it's that simple! The hardest part of this process is the dripping grass juice and the prickly feet, both of which must be carried out simultaneously. As long as there is a slight carelessness, one point faster or one point slower, Yichen will be scattered directly because of the unevenness of yin and yang! Moreover, when the hundred-legged thorns are finished, the grass juice of Ziji grass must also be squeezed out at the same time, not one more drop or one drop less! ”

As soon as these words came out, Yufeng and I were both stunned, and gasped at the same time.

It's really not that easy.

How much tacit understanding can this have to ensure that the thorns and squeezing the grass juice are 100% synchronized?

Yufeng and I glanced at each other and swallowed unconsciously.

He Dajun didn't blame me this time, and after a moment of silence, he said, "If you really can't do it, then I'll ...... it."

"Have you forgotten me?"

Before He Dajun finished speaking, a childish, but incomparably loud voice came from the side.

Turning his head to look, he saw Liang Chen dangling two pigtails, holding his hands on his chest and pouting, looking like he was underbeaten.

(End of chapter)