Dabao exclaimed: "Blood? ”

Erbao frowned: "How much?" ”

Ran Ran pouted: "Can't you draw blood?" ”

Zhang Qingling: "......"

Who's going to tell him how these three little bits are talking so much?

"Remember, it's the blood of the heart, three drops! There's a needle over there, you get it yourself, and drip it into the bowl, no more, no less! Zhang Qingling was tinkering with the things in his hand while reminding the three little ones.

The three little guys silently lowered their heads, but Erbao was neat, picked up the needle and pricked it on the index finger, and quickly squeezed out three drops of blood.

Dabao took a look at it and pricked himself with a needle, and also dripped three drops of blood into the bowl. Only the last one was left, which made Zhang Qingling entangled, and the girl held the needle for a long time without moving. Erbao wanted to help, but was stopped by Zhang Qingling.

"Let her do it herself!" You can't pass such a simple level, how can you do it!

Erbao hesitated, but still put down his hand and stood aside to not look. Dabao also did the same, pouting his small mouth, looking at the needle in his hand and gritting his teeth and pricking it.

Zhang Qingling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, this girl has a good foundation, I don't know how much such things will have to go through in the future, and in the end, I will use my teeth directly!

"Alright, go sit down!"

Several children sat down, Zhang Qingling took the bowl, walked to the bedside, personally took the blood of Yanfu Ningyue, also dripped into the bowl, and walked to the table set up yesterday. There are words in his mouth, his demeanor is solemn, and the three children are also waiting for him.

After a long time, I saw Zhang Qingling's fingers dipped in the bowl, quickly writing complicated symbols.

After a super large talisman was written, Zhang Qingling's face was covered with sweat. This is really not a human job, and writing a talisman can exhaust people to death. He wiped his sweat as he beckoned to the three little ones.

"Come here!"

The three little guys walked over very obediently, standing in a row, Zhang Qingling's eyes were fixed, and he quickly lit the charm, drawing a strange formation in front of the three children. There are even more words in his mouth, and he can only see his lips understanding, and he can't hear what he is saying at all.

The charm is extinguished, and the hand stops.

After Zhang Qingling finished doing all this, his body shook, and Ran Ran on the side quickly supported him. He smiled gratefully, and said in his heart that this apprentice was really not in vain, and the apprentice was still useful at the critical moment.

Although the little bit of strength is comparable to nothing, it is much warmer.

"Master, is Mommy waking up?" As soon as Ranran's words came out, Zhang Qingling was not calm, and his heart was cold.

He grimaced, "I don't know!" ”

Ran Ran was stunned for a moment, looked back at her brothers, and several children looked at each other.

"Master, what's wrong with him?" Ran Ran didn't understand what she had done wrong, and tears fell down her face.

Erbao understood it and sneered: "Men always feel uncomfortable for a few days every month. ”

"Yes, you have to understand!" Dabao reacted quickly, and the two brothers interacted with each other, making Zhang Qingling half angry.

What do you mean that there are always a few days of discomfort every month?

He's not a woman!

Zhang Qingling held his breath in his heart, that was a panic, but there was no way, he couldn't fight with a few children!

He walked over a few small points, walked to the side of the bed in a very unhappy mood, reached out and touched Yan Fu Ningyue's pulse, and only let go after a while, turned around to pack his things, and looked like he was preparing to leave.

"Master?" Ran looked back and almost cried.

Zhang Qingling paused, his heart was happy, and he said with a straight face: "Don't pack up your things quickly!" ”