Chapter 55: The Truth Behind the Soul
"Its owner let me find it and then let me ······" Yi Zhao's arm gradually strengthened, and the stone wall was instantly full of cracks, and the roof of the cave began to tremble slightly, "Destroy it!"
"Wait a minute!" Hearing this, Qi Rang quickly rushed forward to stop him, regardless of the difference in strength.
Yi Zhao didn't turn his head back, the giant wing shook hard, and the wing bone pulled Qi Rang away. The green tendons on his arms burst out like dragons, the stone walls shattered, and the roof of the cave collapsed.
"No!" Qi Rang roared angrily and threw himself at the shattered stone wall. A boulder smashed into the top of Qi Rang's head, and Yi Zhao flapped his wings and flew low, protecting Qi Rang under him. The boulder smashed into Yizhao's back and shattered.
Yi Zhao grabbed Qi Rang's collar and carried Qi Rang to the outside of the cave, his huge wings blocking the falling gravel like a shield. The sand seeped down from between the wings like a waterfall and poured on Qi Rang's head.
The light from the outside world is getting brighter and brighter. At the moment when Yizhao flew out of the cave, the entire cliff trembled slightly, and the cave finally couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed.
Yi Zhao threw Qi Rang to the ground. Qi Rang rolled on the ground a few times before getting up, spit out the sand in his mouth, and roared angrily at Yizhao in the air: "What are you doing!"
"I'm saving people. ”
"This may be the only chance for the Ancient Medicine Dao to be reborn! Do you know how many people it can save!"
"Do you know how many people it will kill?" Yi Zhao's eyes were cold, and he flew towards the skyline in the distance, leaving Qi Rang alone in the same place.
Qi Rang shook his head, shook his head full of broken sand, and forcibly cleared out those unpredictable words out of his brain. Picking up the medicine bag, he found a path to leave the cliff and walked towards his bamboo house.
It was past noon, and Qi Rang was already not far from the bamboo house, and the crow in the distance made him uneasy.
Turning around a bush of lush green bamboo, the bamboo house appeared in front of Qi Rang's eyes. In the courtyard outside the bamboo house, a young man threw herself on the ground, and a girl covered in blood fell in front of her. The fence of the courtyard was full of crows, but none of them dared to fly into the courtyard.
"Oh my God. Qi Rang exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran over. When the crows on the fence saw the man returning, they dispersed, leaving behind a field of black feathers.
Qi Rang squatted beside the young man, briefly glanced at the two of them, and it could be seen that the man came to ask for help with the woman in his arms, and after entering the courtyard, he fainted due to his injuries.
"It's good that I put a light toxin on the beast in the yard, otherwise you would have been pecked by the crows. Qi Rang turned the man over, revealing a bloody face, his fingers against the artery on the side of his neck, and let out a long breath, "It's okay to still have gas." ”
Qi Rang then went to check on the woman's injuries. When he opened the woman's eyelids, Qi Rang's brows tightened, and his eyes became weird······
The night was quiet, and the young man woke up from a nightmare, his eyes were dark, and a human face could be faintly seen in the gaps.
"You ······" As soon as the man spoke, before he could finish his sentence, the young man reached out with a claw and grabbed him by the neck.
"Uh-uh. Cough. A suffocating gasp came from the man's throat, and his hands grabbed the young man's palms, trying to break them open. But the young man's mouth was like an iron pine, and no matter how much the man struggled, he could not move.
His vision gradually blurred, and his trembling left hand touched the young man's elbow back joint, and his index finger lightly touched the soft acupuncture point. The young man's right arm was numb instantly, and the man took the opportunity to break free.
"Ahem, wait a minute! I'm just a doctor!" the man fell to the ground, coughed heavily, and hurriedly explained, "You're safe." My name is Qi Rang, and I saved you. ”
"You saved me?" muttered the young man, his memory gradually returning. Kill, flee, come to a bamboo hut by yourself, and then fall unconscious. His face was covered with bandages, with only three slits between his eyes, nose and mouth. The left eye was pitch black, there was a void in the eye socket, and there was no sensation at the bridge of the nose.
"Do you remember?" Qi Rang cautiously approached the young man, "What do you call it?"
"Yi'er! Yi'er!" The young man suddenly woke up, looked around, and suddenly touched a soft object with his left hand, and quickly looked to his side.
The beautiful girl lay on the other side of the bed, breathing slowly, and there were many small wounds on her arms that were about to heal, painted with green potion, and her clothes were covered with blood. The young man took the girl in his arms. The girl seemed to be sleeping soundly and did not react in any way.
The young man gently pulled open the gap between the gauze in front of him and said, "It's rude, doctor." In the lower light. ”
"Where's your surname?"
"There is no surname. Xi shook her head, "I don't belong to that surname anymore." ”
"Well, you don't want to mention it, I won't ask more. ”
"Doctor, she's fine. Xi hugged Li'er and asked worriedly.
"It's no big deal. ”
"But why can't she wake up?"
"You may not believe this if you explain it first, so I'm going to show it. Qi Rang took out a packet of black grass blades from the medicine bag, rolled it into a cigarette roll, and then carefully pinched one end of the cigarette roll, pressed the other end into a charcoal basin, and took it out after a while. Qi Rang blew lightly on the cigarette butt, and the residual heat of the charcoal fire ignited the cigarette roll, and there was no obvious spark in sight, only the white smoke rising slowly.
The black blades of grass smoulder, and a unique scent of grass wafts out. Xi sniffed, and her worried heart instantly calmed down, and a feeling of peace arose from the bottom of her heart.
"Doctor, what is this?"
"Falling dust, a herb that grows only on coastal cliffs, has the effect of calming the mind, concentrating the mind, and repairing the soul. Qi Rang couldn't help but sniff the fragrance of grass and looked at Xi, "Most people like this fragrance very much, and it comes from the preference of the soul." But ······"
Qi Rang took Yi'er's hand and poked the cigarette roll on her wrist. After a while, the cigarette was raised, leaving a faint white imprint on Yi'er's wrist.
"Doctor, this won't be dangerous, will it?" asked Xi worriedly.
"Read on. "Once he enters the field he is familiar with, the usually gentle Qi Rang is like a different person, domineering and unquestionable, and Xi doesn't dare to say much. Then, Qi Rang burned Yi'er's wrists, ankles, and forehead one after another.
Qi Rang shook his hand and said to Xi: "Hold her head up, keep her body lying flat, and the back of her neck spine should be exposed." ”
Xi hurriedly sat up and let Yi'er's head rest on her lap. Qi Rang put the cigarette roll under Yi'er's neck, keeping a distance of half an inch from the skin, letting the smoke smoke on Yi'er's shoulders, neck and the back of her head. After a while, the imprints on Yi'er's wrists, ankles, and forehead gradually disappeared, and an illusory soul emerged from the surface of her body. Seeing this, Qi rang his wrist and extinguished the cigarette, and his soul slowly retracted into his body.
"Is this Yi'er's soul?" A layer of cold sweat oozed from Xi's forehead, and he instinctively sensed that there might be a terrible truth hidden behind this soul.
"This method of falling dust and smoke can soothe the restless soul in the patient's body and expel the foreign soul energy that does not belong to the owner. But just now, her entire soul body was banished. ”
"Has someone else's soul invaded Yi'er's body?"
"To be precise, Yi'er's soul resides in another shell. This reminds me of an ancient secret technique that is said to have been lost, the Soul Golem Technique. ”
"What is it said to be lost?"
"The last country to master the soul puppet technique is the Anlan Kingdom in the original Chuan Bussel River Valley. Later, the kingdoms of the Chuan Bussel River competed for hegemony, and the Anlan Kingdom, which inherited the evil art of the soul puppet technique, became the target of public criticism and was annexed by another more powerful country, and the soul puppet technique was also lost on the bright side. But it is rumored that the country that annexed An Lan also kept the soul puppet technique behind the scenes. ”
"That country ······" Xi's tongue was dry, "The Shan royal family, the Xiling Empire." ”