I don't know what this liquid is used for, but looking at the beauty of the box, I feel that the liquid will not be easy.

But the doctor is really not distressed, a tube and a tube, even if it is an ordinary drug, it can't be injected like this, how much does it cost.

I watched as he injected the fluid into all the scarred parts of my body, and then even peeled off my eyelids to look inside my mind.

After that, I probably felt spicy eyes, and I quickly closed it.

My instinct told me that the needle was probably repairing the scar, otherwise why would he be giving the stitches?

Of course, it may also be glue to make the interface more secure.

Then they took out the female ghost tears from the box, and I had only seen them once in total, when they last took it in.

I really don't know what this female ghost tears are doing.

I saw that the doctor took out a bronze candlestick again, I'll go, if this thing is really a national treasure, big brother, you have a lot of goods, enough for you to squat for a lifetime.

And he's had taken out three artifacts from the beginning to the present, and I remember that before the explosion, all of them were around my head to compete with the transparent circle.

I don't know why this doctor has it, but of course, it could be the one who brought me here who owned.

But who is he, and how can he possess these fetishes?

Could it be that when we were resurrecting the night, he was squatting next to him?

Or is he the mysterious man, the mysterious man who promised to resurrect the night but had bad intentions.

What the hell is going on, it's a mess in my head, and the most important thing is that I don't understand why he used these artifacts for me now, do you want to save me, why do you bother so much, don't up in the first place.

Could it be that the re-splicing is easier to use and stronger.

That bronze candlestick looks new, it feels like it has been carefully polished, and there is a lot of candle oil on it, so it still has a lighting effect.

Just when I thought this thing was about to light this candlestick and turn off the lights in the operating room, he didn't hold it steady and fell to the ground.

The doctor was obviously stunned, he didn't expect that he would cause such a big disaster, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

I was waiting for him to pick it up and I'd see what the candlestick looked like, but the doctor was so frightened that he wouldn't move.

Forget it, I still don't count on him, let's go down and see for myself.

I flew under the operating table, and when I looked, tsk, what a pity, this bronze candlestick is fine, it looks quite strong, but the candle oil is not good, it itself is solid, solidified on the candlestick, such a fall, the candle oil is broken.

Just as I was shaking my head in pity, the doctor didn't know what kind of evil wind he smoked, so he threw a lighter down, and then the candle oil on the ground was lit.

But fortunately, the thing itself is used for lighting, so the fire is not big at all, but there is a turquoise flame burning silently.

I said that your brain is not Watt, what are you doing with this candle oil, are you looking at the person over there for a long time, and you want to die with him in this operating room.

Then don't pull my corpse, it's innocent, and you've spent most of your time trying to ignite it, isn't it better to burn it overall?

However, when I said that this doctor was scared stupid, I was praising him, and this hand shook off the tears of the female ghost.

As a sacred object, although it is a liquid, it can become a form on its own, without a container, and it is crystal clear, faintly tinging blue-green.

The reason why it has turquoise color is probably because it is condensed by ghosts, and the yin energy itself is too heavy.

The female ghost tear herself was conscious, so even if the doctor shook it off by mistake, there would be no problem.

But this year, the female ghost tears didn't know what was going on, as if she was asleep, and it fell directly on the flames.

And that flame doesn't seem to be ordinary now, it actually evaporated the female ghost's tears in an instant.

My mouth opened wide in surprise, and at that moment, I felt as if I had inhaled something unconsciously.

After that, I was unconscious.

It's all a fucking set, isn't it all foreshadowing before, and all this is done to confuse labor and capital.

Of course, I won't see anything after that, so naturally I can't verify my thoughts.

When I became conscious, I felt like I was in the universe, all the planets, I saw Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, the sun, but I couldn't see the earth.

Why, is it possible that the earth is not the kind I saw in geography class before?

With this question in mind, I slowly flew around, intending to look for it.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it, and just when I was about to give up, I was shocked to find that I was the earth.

What the hell is this, it certainly doesn't seem to be true, who would be a planet.

But since we have all come to this universe, then I will take a good look, I have felt that the universe is the most mysterious since I was a child, because it is so big.

The distance is calculated in light years at every turn, and think about how far a beam of light must travel for a year.

Floating in this universe for a while, I don't think it's interesting, it's almost all balls, of course, there are rules, there are irregularities, I don't dare to approach the sun, otherwise I really want to see what kind of structure it is.

I was tired of looking at it and was going to take a break, but then I realized that I was not in the right place, so I quietly moved.

It wasn't until the sun's rays shone hotly on my body that I stopped.

Then I heard a voice, coming from a distance.

I don't know whose voice it was, but it seemed to be familiar to me.

It wants me to live, and then wait for it in the old place.

I don't know why, as soon as I heard it, I knew that this voice was Su Qianqian, obviously I couldn't tell the difference between men and women, and I didn't have any familiar tone, but I just heard it.

As soon as I tried to respond to it, I realized that I had fainted.

It's okay to faint every day, and it's always done to me at critical moments, who am I looking to provoke whom, can I be reliable.