"Heavenly Spirit, Heavenly Spirit, Queen Mother, Monkey King, Big Bald Head, Old Birthday Star, please bless the old immortal who can't find a knife or a bowl, no, no, no, bless her to be killed by the five thunders of the sky immediately. Xiao Yu prayed in his heart, he was more devout than ever at the moment, even more diligently than he prayed when he prayed for multiple choice questions in the college entrance examination back then.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and the current situation is that man is a knife and he is a fish, and the prayer of the meat of the chopping board is nothing.

I only heard that the old woman seemed to have found what she needed, and was moving step by step to the wooden bed where Xiao Yu was lying, and the sound of metal hitting the porcelain bowl hit Xiao Yu's heart, like a thunderclap, louder and closer.

"Damn, old woman, stinky monkey and big bald head, are you all deaf!! It's useless for you to be there for a long time! Have you heard it!" Xiao Yu, who was temporarily holding Buddha's feet, was kicked away by the Buddha, and had to change the object of the curse in his heart to vent his hatred.

"The blood on his neck is the freshest, but what if he dies... The blood is not bad, but if you come to a bowl, this kid will hang... Forget it, let's cut the wrist, the blood is okay and easy to bandage, quack. The old woman laughed as she studied the place where the knife was spent. When it reached Xiao Yu's ears, there was only endless despair left, and at this moment, he was like a lamb to the slaughter, being studied by the butcher whether to eat roast lamb leg or roast lamb chops first.

After a while, Xiao Yu only felt a slight chill at the wrist of his right hand, and then heard the sound of blood dripping into the bowl, he simply closed his eyes as if he was fated, and no longer paid attention to the old woman who was committing the murder.

A whirlwind of heaven and earth struck, and Xiao Yu fell into a coma again, this time not because of the severe pain of the wound, but... Excessive blood loss.

In this way, in the cycle of bloodletting, coma, and waking up, Xiao Yu finally regained his mobility with the help of the divine essence, during which the old woman also came to see him, and also fed him a lot of bitter herbal juice, and sincerely sighed that Xiao Yu's recovery ability was too rebellious. But Xiao Yu didn't appreciate her kindness at all, after all, this old woman could do this just so that she could live a few more days and provide her with a steady stream of blood. But to be honest, the medicinal soup was so unpalatable that Xiao Yu had some doubts that she hadn't survived it at all, it was definitely 100% puree, pure natural and additive-free, otherwise he wouldn't have drunk the rotten leaves and bad medicinal roots.

The little girl is no longer awkward with the old woman, maybe she found that her temper did not play any role in this matter, so she changed her way to help Xiao Yu.

And in Xiao Yu's opinion, it is better not to use her help, because the only way for the little girl to think of is to pour Xiao Yu as much medicine as possible, and her kindness has also tormented Xiao Yu for many days.

I don't know how long it took for Xiao Yu to finally be able to move on the ground, such a miracle is mainly due to the recovery ability of the divine essence and the strength of his own hematopoietic function, so that he was not blown up by Wu Lingfeng half to death, and then bled to death by the old woman.

On this day, when Xiao Yu held on to the door frame and saw the sun again, he sincerely sighed that it was good to be alive, at least he could still have a dream to look forward to, otherwise as soon as he closed his eyes, he didn't need to worry about it, and he could let go of what he should worry about, except... There is only one question of where to reincarnate in the next life.

"Don't stand, go back and lie down, I need some blood from you today." "The ghost is still gone, the old woman has to come to Xiao Yu almost every day, and today is no exception, Xiao Yu doesn't know what she wants to do with her own blood, so she has to sincerely sigh again that this sad life is really fucked up.

"I said old woman, you come to me every day to get a bowl of blood, even if I have a strong hematopoietic function, I can't help you toss it so much, can you tell me, what is the use of your blood for me?" At this moment, Xiao Yu did not listen to the old woman's arrangement, but confronted the old woman without giving an inch by holding on to the door frame.

"Quack, why boy, do you dare to bargain with the old body if you think you can stand up? However, it doesn't hurt to tell you, the old body wants to use your blood to make alchemy, do you understand?" The old woman obviously didn't look down on Xiao Yu, a young man who had not dried up, and proudly said that alchemy was unfathomable, but he didn't know that Xiao Yu was now an expert in alchemy.

"I said, old woman, if you know how to make alchemy, then why do you give me those bitter and astringent medicinal soups. Obviously, Xiao Yu believed the old woman's words at the moment, after all, alchemy was not a difficult thing for him.

"What do you little doll know? Alchemy must first smash out the medicinal juice, and then control the heat and slowly boil it, and finally it can be kneaded into an elixir. Why should I pay for your medicine?"

"What?" Xiao Yu looked confused, since he stepped into the alchemy industry, it was the first time he had heard of such a refining.

"Forget it, I can't understand it with you, bring me a bowl of blood first. The old woman was obviously a little impatient, after all, she had received blood alchemy from Xiao Yu every day these days, but after so many days, a lot of medicinal materials had been wasted, but she hadn't even refined a formed pill, and she was already unhappy in her heart.

"I said old woman, I'll discuss something with you, you can delay it for a few days, let me recover first, and then I can help you practice?" Xiao Yu looked at the old woman helplessly, and had already scolded her a hundred and eighty times in her heart.

"Do you know how to make alchemy? You little doll is not afraid of the wind and flashes her tongue. The old woman obviously didn't believe Xiao Yu's words, and pouted as if she was the eldest and my second.

"What's that, the pills I have refined are not a thousand, but eight hundred. ”

"No, no, the old man can't trust you, go back to the house. ”

Just when the two were arguing, the little girl ran over and stood on Xiao Yu's side.

"Mother-in-law, you just believe him, you forgot, when you cleaned his wounds, you found a lot of pills from his arms. ”

After the little girl said this, the old woman really remembered such a thing

"Yes, yes, those pills in my arms were refined by myself, so can you believe that I can refine them?" As if grasping a life-saving straw, Xiao Yu couldn't wait to follow the little girl's words, anxious to prove his identity as an alchemist.

"In that case... It's okay, then the old body will be delayed for a few days, and you can take care of your body first these days. The old woman waved her hand and walked away with duck steps.