Before I met Mr. Lu, he could still moan quietly and exhale in pain. But from the moment I appeared, his spirit quickly collapsed. At first, he was angry. Then came the coma.

I wanted to ask him what was going on, but after asking twice, Mr. Lu was dazed, and he just muttered meaninglessly.

I sighed, so I had to carry him on my back and staggered towards Xue Qian's house.

The idlers at the barbecue stand found me again. They grinned and asked, "Dude, do you want to help?" ”

I said angrily, "Take care of yourselves." ”

It was already autumn, and the night breeze was cool, but the idlers were drinking barearmed. Apparently thinking of himself as a little rascal. But I'm at my own door, and there's no need to be afraid of them, so I can't call Secretary Wang or Officer Shi. How can bandits fight with officials?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little sad in my heart. During the Chung Yeung Festival, even though Mr. Lu was there to help me. But it's almost like exploring alone. I have been in danger in Huaicheng many times, but I have been able to get out every time, and there is indeed some luck in it, but I am afraid that it is also inseparable from the convenience and help provided to me by Secretary Wang and Officer Shi.

I sighed and muttered quietly, "It's nice to have friends."

I carried Mr. Lu, who was covered in blood, to Xue Qian's house, and stumbled along the way. It made quite a noise.

Xue Qian poked her head out of the room and said impatiently: "Lao Zhao, is there too much movement in your nightlife between the two of you?" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly saw Mr. Lu behind me and exclaimed, "How did you make it like this?" ”

I sighed, put Mr. Lu on the bed, and said, "I don't know why it's like this." He was unconscious when I arrived. ”

The sound of the two of us talking had already woken up Aunt Xue. She came out of the room. He glanced at us, sighed, and went to get something to bandage.

I asked behind her, "Are we going to call an ambulance?" I don't have a cell phone. ”

Aunt Xue said lightly: "No need, the hospital can't treat this kind of injury." ”

At this time, Mr. Lu suddenly stretched out a bloody hand and grabbed my arm tightly.

This scene was so terrifying that I nervously asked, "Mr. Lu, what do you want to do?" ”

Mr. Lu half-opened one eye and said with a crying voice: "Zhao Mang." ”

I was infected by his affection and was also a little sad. immediately replied: "I'm Zhao Mang, what's wrong?" ”

Mr. Lu moaned quietly, and then said, "I don't have many days to live. ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became anxious: "Why do you say that?" What's wrong? Why are you going to die? ”

Mr. Lu shook his head slightly and said, "After I die, it's a pity that this body has Dao skills. Hey......"

Xue Qian said beside her: "Lu Laodao, your Dao skills are not very good, there is no pity." ”

I waved my hand: "Old Xue, aren't you forcing him to die?" ”

Xue Qian said with a smile: "Don't you know Mr. Lu yet? This man is very willing to die, and being able to speak means that he can't die. ”

As if he hadn't heard us, Mr. Lu asked angrily: "Zhao Mang, you are a good seedling, you can carry forward my Taoism, are you willing to learn from me?" ”

Xue Qian looked at me gloatingly.

At this time, I muttered in my heart. If I promised Mr. Lu, would he have fulfilled his wish and died happily? If I don't promise him, what if he dies without turning a blind eye, and after death, he will turn into a ghost and haunt me?

I hesitated, nodded, and said, "When you get better one day, I'll learn from you, and you can't teach me what you look like now." ”

I heard that when a person is injured to a certain extent, the medicine stone has no spirit, and it all depends on his own will. Those with strong wills can slowly recover, and those with poor wills die like this.

I carried Mr. Lu all the way just now, and I also have some understanding of his situation. is really angry, the pulse is weak, and the way he looks now is definitely not pretending.

So I promised him that when he healed from his injury, I would follow him to learn Taoism, so that he would have a thought in his heart.

Xue Qian saw that Mr. Lu's eyes kept glancing, and she gently pushed him and asked, "Old Dao Lu, what's the matter with you?" How did you make yourself like this? ”

Mr. Lu shook his head slightly and said, "There is no time to talk about this now. Do you want to save me? "Dumbfounded.

Xue Qian nodded and said, "Yes, of course I do." ”

Mr. Lu closed his eyes slightly and said, "Go get a knife, a kitchen knife and a pencil knife, and scratch a mark on my head, it doesn't need to be too deep, just bleed." Connect the two eyebrows. ”

Xue Qian was shocked: "You're like this, and you still want to use the knife?" ”

I looked at him worriedly: "Your face is covered in blood, I can't find your eyebrows at all." ”

Mr. Lu stopped responding to our words, he closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to have fallen asleep. However, his chest fluctuated very little, and he appeared very weak.

At this time, Aunt Xue's voice came from behind me: "Zhao Mang, you go get a knife." ”

I looked back and saw her holding a bottle of alcohol and a handful of cotton swabs in her hand. It is estimated that he is going to clean Mr. Lu's wounds.

There were a few knives in the kitchen, so I picked a fruit knife, rinsed it with water, and took it.

Aunt Xue disinfected the knife with alcohol, then gave way to the side and motioned for me to do it. I saw that most of the blood on Mr. Lu's face had been washed off by alcohol. A lot of scars are exposed.

Exactly on his two eyebrows, there were two wounds. I put the knife in his face, gritted my teeth, and stabbed it gently. Then, with a wave of his hand, the two scars were connected.

When I pulled out the knife, Mr. Lu's body suddenly tilted, as if he was dead.

I was startled and hurriedly went to feel Mr. Lu's pulse, but at this time, even the pulse could not be found.

Aunt Xue saw that I was nervous, and said lightly: "Don't worry, the pulse is still there, as long as you look carefully, you will definitely be able to find it." ”

I pressed the letter suspiciously for a while, and sure enough, I found that there was a very slight throbbing in Mr. Lu's neck.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Aunt Xue suspiciously: "Mr. Lu, what's going on?" ”

Aunt Xue handed me the alcohol and said, "He should be injured, use this method to protect himself." I guess it's good to sleep for a few days. You can now help him put on the covers and go to sleep, or you can help him clean his wounds. ”

With that, she yawned and went back to her room.

I was holding my alcohol and had no idea.

Xue Qian jumped at me beside me: "Lao Zhao, you quickly use alcohol to help him wipe off the blood, let me see what is going on with him." ”

I said, "He's seriously injured now, what if we toss him like this again, what if we get killed?" ”

Xue Qian snatched the alcohol from my hand and said, "You don't understand, since my mother said that you can clean his wounds, you are completely sure, don't worry." ”

Then, he began to dip a cotton swab in alcohol to help Mr. Lu clean it.

Ten minutes later, most of Mr. Lu's face was revealed. At this time, I suddenly noticed that the scar on his face seemed familiar.

I pointed to those scars and asked Xue Qian, "Are these wounds a little familiar?" ”

Xue Qian was scrubbing Mr. Lu's face with alcohol, and when she heard me say this, she looked back, and then said thoughtfully: "This is a bit similar to the talisman drawn by Mr. Lu." ”

I slapped my thigh: "Isn't it?" It's a spell. ”

I looked at Mr. Lu's face, the knife he asked me to draw just now was clearly the last stroke of the spell, and it was estimated that Mr. Lu himself had no strength, so he asked me to do it.

By the time the day was about to dawn, Xue Qian had already cleaned up the blood stains on Mr. Lu's body. I found that Mr. Lu had almost become Shi Jin, a nine-patterned dragon, and there was no good skin on his body, and all of them were painted with charms.

Xue Qian said to me with a smile: "Lao Zhao, in the future, if you follow Mr. Lu to learn Taoism, you will even save textbooks." Lu Laodao took off his clothes directly, and you just looked at the scars and learned to draw talismans. ”

I waved my hand and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense." Let's be quiet and stare at him and wake up. ”

I always thought that Mr. Lu would wake up soon, but I waited for a week and it still didn't move.