Fang Shiliang fell into a coma extremely suddenly, without any warning at all, it was almost like sudden death.

Laughing and laughing, the eyelids rolled over, and the person was silent.

The contrast between the front and back was so great that no one could react.

Song Butian hurriedly ran over, circled around Fang Shiliang twice, looked at it for a while and didn't come up with a reason, and finally raised his head and asked me: "Old Shen, I heard him say that you seem to be able to cure diseases..... No! It's healing! Look at what's wrong with Lao Fang! ”

Encountering this sudden situation, I naturally didn't dare to slack off, squatted down, opened Fang Shiliang's eyelids and looked at it, and put my fingers on his pulse, and carefully checked the pulse.

"I can't die, but I'm not optimistic either." I whispered, "He's more seriously injured than we thought, and if we don't deal with it in time, there will be a lot of trouble later." ”

The old man taught me to listen to the pulse, which is not only as simple as ordinary Chinese medicine to take the pulse, but also the method of observing the qi and physical state.

Take Fang Shiliang's pulse as an example.

If you press your fingers lightly, you can feel a clear pulse, but if you press it down a little with your hand, his pulse will be much weaker.

Coupled with the fact that he has a white line in his pupils and a whitish eyelid, a general conclusion can be drawn from this situation.

The pulse image is empty but not real, the qi is agitated outside, the disease is hidden inside, the blood qi is weakened, and the yang qi is weakened.......

"Not only that, but the qi in his body is still leaking out along the seven orifices, if an ordinary person encounters such an illness, he will have to go to see Hades in less than two minutes." I explained to Song Butian.

"Aren't you Hades?" Song Butian asked me rhetorically, the expression on his face was much more relaxed, he seemed to be quite confident in me, took the initiative to hand me a cigarette, and asked tentatively: "How sure are you that he will be cured?" ”

"Ten percent." I shrugged my shoulders and said truthfully: "Even without me, I believe that the mountain and river qi in his body can resist these external evils, and in a few months, he should be able to recover." ”

After receiving my reply, Song Butian was obviously stunned for a moment, and then squatted beside me, smoking silently, as if he was thinking about something.

It wasn't until I examined Fang Shiliang's back wound again that he spoke.

"We're going to have to reassess, damn, underestimating those turtle sons." Song Butian sighed, and his tone became much more solemn: "Don't look at Lao Fang winning this game, he is not lightly injured, put it on me...... The situation is even less rosy. ”

"I can see it." I smiled and said, "Old Song, your physical body is only stronger than ordinary people, what you are really powerful about should be the Song family's magic, right?" ”

Song Butian didn't hide it, nodded and said, fighting with people with physical bodies, this is not my strong point, I am suitable for black hands to make yin moves, and do it openly...... I'm not used to it!

"Did you bring a magic weapon?" I asked Song Butian.

"I don't bring much." Song Butian replied truthfully: "What do you need, you say, I'll let someone bring it over." ”

"A live three-winged worm, a can of meat made from sheep water, and a centipede." As I spoke, I added: "It doesn't matter the variety of centipedes, just the most common kind, the kind of red centipedes that are common in the mountains, you let people bring them, the bigger the better." ”

"Three-winged insects?"

Chen Qiuyan squatted beside me, looking at me with her hands on her cheeks, her face full of curiosity: "What is a three-winged insect?" ”

"It is a more common poisonous insect around the ancient tomb, which likes to live in dark and damp places, and feeds on yin qi, which can be regarded as a special kind of injustice, a kind of live animal." I explained with a smile: "This insect looks very similar to the cryptoptera, but it is as long as a little thumb, it is turquoise all over, there are pincers on its mouth, and it will not spill when it bites people, and it has a certain toxicity, but the toxicity is limited, and it is generally not fatal." ”

"Need these things to heal?" Song Butian frowned, as if he was curious: "How did this injury happen, do you have a spectrum in your heart?" ”

"It has something to do with the old religion, but it has nothing to do with the old days." I sighed: "If this is left over from the monsters of the old days, I'm afraid the old party won't last a moment and will die, even if I try my best to save him, there is no life at all, but this kind of injury looks like a ......."

I didn't go any further, but pulled out the small dagger I had brought with me from my waist and slashed horizontally at the vein.

When blood surged from the wound and kept dripping onto Fang Shiliang's wound, a strange scene appeared.

As we all know, when the Flesh Body Gu evolved to the stage of "True Body", my flesh and blood had the effect of healing others.

Last time in the sea caves in Hainan, Fang Shiliang was also rescued by me like this.

But this time, my blood worked, but it still couldn't heal Fang Shiliang's injury.

Wounds that come into contact with blood tend to heal rapidly almost instantly.

The top layer of rotten flesh automatically forms a dry scab, and then cracks appear, revealing the tender flesh inside.

But at this moment, the tender meat will be covered in turquoise again, and it will once again fall into a state of rapid festering.

To put it bluntly, Fang Shiliang is a separate individual after all, a human being, not myself.

The root of the flesh body Gu is in the depths of my body, and the blood after leaving the body also has a certain repair ability, but this repair ability is still limited, it is impossible to achieve a 100% effect of the flesh body Gu, and it can be regarded as burning high incense if it can reach thirty percent!

"This kind of injury is caused by qi, it is not simple qi, it seems to have been refined by someone, it has the smell of yin qi and corpse qi, it is very toxic, and it can only be solved by Gu worms who fight poison with poison." I whispered, "As long as you find the raw materials, I will be able to refine the medicine Gu within half an hour, and by tonight at the latest, the old man will be able to wake up." ”

"Can the old man move?" Song Butian cautiously asked me, "Can you move his body?" ”

"Yes." I smiled and said, "I said, in a short period of time, he is not in any danger, and it doesn't matter if he moves casually." ”

As I spoke, I also demonstratively stretched out my finger and gently poked the wound on Fang Shiliang's back.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiuyan retched twice, turned his head away and couldn't bear to look at it more, Song Butian's reaction was not much better, his face was miserable and pale.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from my hand, and when I looked down, I saw that the small section of finger skin that touched Fang Shiliang's wound had begun to fester.

The phenomenon of festering is the same as that on Fang Shiliang's body, but the festering speed is a little slower, and it is estimated that the flesh Gu is working.

"Is this thing contagious?" I looked at my fingers in surprise, and looked serious as if I was engaged in scientific research: "Awesome, this is amazing!" It's like a contagion! ”

At this time, the trend of festering had stopped, and starting from the edge, the flesh Gu was also rapidly repairing those festering flesh and blood.

After about half a minute, the finger basically returned to its original state, and only some red marks were left in the previous ulcerated area, which was not obvious to see.

"Your flesh is weird...... The self-healing power is ridiculously strong......." Song Butian looked at the changes on my fingers, and his eyes were about to pop out: "This is your Shen family's ability?" Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"This is the Shen family's mastery that my grandfather has only researched in recent years, of course you haven't heard of it."

I smiled, my tone was full of nostalgia, remembering the things that the old man had planted for me....... Time flies, it's been so long.

"Shi'an! There's a situation! There's a car coming over there! Chen Qiuyan stood beside us, holding a pergola in his hand, and looked at the road in front of us: "It's a black jeep!" ”

"Black jeep??"

Song Butian hurriedly stood up, looked in the direction pointed by Chen Qiuyan, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's my own people, we can finally withdraw, what, old Shen, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble ......"

"You guys get in the car, I'll move it."

"The things you want have to be delivered later, let's get in the car first, you can't stay in the place of right and wrong for a long time," Song Butian stood on the side of the road, his face full ......of great calamity, and if he didn't die, he would have a blessing: "As long as we escape from Sichuan smoothly this time and go to the northeast, it will not be a place where the old religion can toss us casually." ”

"What?" I asked funny: "Do you have roots in the Northeast?" ”

"No, but I have acquaintances." Song Butian said with a smile and said: "It doesn't matter if it's a shaman's family or a horse family, Taishan Beidou, who is the leader on both sides, has a good relationship with me, and I'll take you to see and learn when you get to the northeast." ”