Dagang and I talked until late, and he had always suspected that the Demon Spirit Cult had a deeper conspiracy, and that this mess was nothing more than a smoke bomb that was released to confuse people. But as for what the Demon Spirit Sect wants to do, it is still unknown.

Dagang said: "It's getting closer and closer to the time that Maya prophesied, I thought they would keep a low profile before that, and then concentrate on the explosion. But looking at the situation in front of you, it doesn't seem to be so! ”

I didn't know much about it, and when I saw that it was getting late, I said to him: "Imperialism will not die in my heart, and this kind of thing will not happen overnight." Let's go back and rest, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. ”

We went back separately, and when we got to the ward, I couldn't sleep, meditated for a while, and then tried to sense the power of Donkey Kong between my palms. It's just that no matter how hard I try, nothing seems to happen. I was so worried that I couldn't get anyone to ask, so I had to open the gauze myself to check it.

Because of the oil of St. John, the wound is slowly healing. It's just that what worries me is that the whole wound is blue-black, and when I touch it, there is a dull pain. The loss of Donkey Kong's Buddha power made me hate Namabo.

This guy's tricks are too shady, and the coffin nails he uses are not ordinary nails, but old coffin nails from thousand-year-old tombs. Thousands of years of corrosion, even steel, will inevitably decay. But the nails, which can still be preserved, are apparently also smelted in a special way. It is infected with thousands of years of corpse poison, which is very powerful. And right now, the corpse poison seems to be slowly spreading.

Although St. John's oil can heal wounds, there seems to be no special cure for this corpse poison. I thought to myself, maybe Roy and Wu Qingqing have a way to mix some potions for me to pull out the corpse poison.

As soon as I thought of this, I immediately called Roy, but I didn't get through after a long time. Maybe it's too late, and he's already resting. So I left a message for Roy and Wu Qingqing on MSN, and attached a photo explaining the situation, hoping that they could figure out a way for me.

I tossed and turned like this for a long time, and it was not until it was almost dawn that I fell into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but I was suddenly woken up by a mobile phone ringtone. When you touch it, it turns out to be an international call.

I was amazed, and I said I don't know a few foreigners, who could it be? When I picked it up, it turned out to be Roy! It's noisy over there, and I don't know where it is.

“Hi！ Dear Lu, I haven't heard from you for a few days, have you had a good time at home? ”

I yawned and said, "Not pleasant at all, did you see the picture I sent you?" Oh my God, you'll never know what happened to me! Hurry up and think of a way, will I die? ”

Roy took a breath and said, "The picture is not too high, I took a general look, this toxin will not kill you for the time being." However, it is not easy to get rid of it. Qingqing and I are now in Germany, you hold on for a while, and when we are done here, we will go back immediately. I need to see what the situation is before I can determine how to treat it. ”

"Whew! Dude, my life is in the hands of you two now, and I hope to see you soon! ”

"Hahaha! No problem! Qingqing and I owe you a favor, and this time I finally have a chance to pay it back. Okay, let's not talk about it, international calls are very expensive. I'm going to prepare some things to use as medicinal herbs, and I'll call you when I get back!" Bye-bye~"

Hanging up the phone, I finally breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, I didn't expect Wu Qingqing to go to Germany with him, it seems that the relationship between the two is progressing rapidly. It's just worrying that between humans and werewolves, where should they go?

After the careful care of the hospital, everyone is fine, but the physical exertion is too great. Although Boss Yan still seemed mentally exhausted, he was able to move around and visit other wounded people. But Mingbo is always lying in bed because of his age. Several of his apprentices stayed with him.

Ming Bo saw Boss Yan and said, "Alas! Old, old, useless! I wonder if I will be able to retire after this New Year, and I will never be able to move again. ”

Boss Yan hurriedly flattered: "You are old and strong, don't say that." The Shandong Branch of the North China Bureau is here, and it depends on you to take the lead. ”

Ming Bo glanced at him and said, "You kid is good at praising people, let me retreat to the second line, bring new people, train or something, I can't do the rest." Now that these young people are all very good, it's time for them to exercise! ”

Boss Yan sighed and said, "Okay, anyway, with you always here, I'm always relieved." ”

Ming Bo said to his disciples: "You must intensify your training in the future, and whoever has the greatest ability in the future will inherit my mantle." I'll put my words here while guarding Xiao Yan, impartially, Xiao Yan testifies! ”

When everyone heard this, they nodded yes. Mingbo has many disciples, but few are familiar with me. Except for Cheng Hua and 2 ruined sons, others can only be regarded as nodding friends, and they can't even be named. After this fierce battle, two or three of Ming Bo's disciples died, which was a very serious blow to Ming Bo, and perhaps this was also the reason why Ming Bo felt disheartened.

Just turned around, and I didn't see the annoying Tang Fei. When I asked, I found out that yesterday Yushan sent someone to pick him up, saying that he wanted to go back to the mountain area to heal his wounds, and he would not be able to come back until the beginning of spring.

I thought to myself, let's go, no one likes him here anyway.

I stayed in the hospital for a few more days, and I had nothing to do with Mingbo's apprentices, but I got acquainted with it. It's just that after a long time, I feel that the hospital is very boring. So seeing that it was almost good, he was discharged from the hospital early and went home to prepare for the New Year. Within a few days, the others also returned to Jishi.

Near the end of the year, I received a message from Leng Yitong. Above is a photo, dressed in black, Leng Yitong, wearing sunglasses, holding Master's ashes, with a huge airport behind him. She left a message: "I really hoped that you could come to see me off, but I know that you are injured, so forget it." I'll go back with Boss Li and his party, take care of yourself. I'm gone, see you tomorrow! ”

I sighed in my heart, and faintly felt that this girl seemed to have some kind of indescribable affection for me, but I couldn't say clearly, so I just replied: "Have a good trip!" ”

The more I grow up, the more I feel that this year is more bland. The friends in the village got together and talked about nothing more than how our school was doing, what part-time jobs I had found, and how many tutors I had. Or if you don't go to school, you talk about your job and your girlfriend.

And I, as if I was an outsider, had a hard time talking about it. Vaguely, I realized that I was getting farther and farther away from this ordinary world, and in it, I was more like an alien from another world, and it was difficult to adapt again.

It seemed that for a moment, I somewhat understood the meaning of Master's words. That year, I asked Master, "Master, why do you keep running around the world by yourself instead of living in a temple like other monks?" ”

Master smiled and said, "You must know that both physical and spiritual cultivation is a lonely journey, and you have to get used to it in order to appreciate its meaning. ”