The old lady who burned the paper in the mirror still threw the paper into the brazier unhurriedly, but the inexplicable smile on her face seemed to be a little heavier.

I quickly opened my backpack and took out the leftover medicine residue that Xiao Min drank today.

In addition to common things, there is also a rare thing, called blood charcoal.

The so-called blood charcoal is actually made of women's hair and human nails, soaked in children's urine, and then burned in jujube charcoal.

After burning, this is the best medicine primer.

But in fact, the blood charcoal after boiling is the real good thing.

Hair is the essence of the human body, and child's urine is the yang, and when they come together, they are the extreme of yang.

Jujube charcoal is like a shell, enveloping two streams of yang energy in it.

The guy who cooked the medicine for us today is an illiterate master, otherwise he wouldn't have let us take this thing away.

After all, this thing is in the gods and goddesses, but it is a proper sought-after product.

At this time, I had already found several black briquettes.

I squinted at my glasses and wrote a big word on them: 叱.

Legend has it that when Hongmeng first opened, Pangu Emperor opened the world, one relied on the axe in his hand, and the other relied on this word.

An axe opens the world, and a shock clears the turbidity.

Open!

Suddenly, there was no wind in the small prefabricated house, and its shaking degree was no less than that of a five-magnitude earthquake, and I could only hold on to the root of the wall, barely stabilizing my body.

But the room shook like this, and the white candles on the ground did not move.

I stared at the steady burning candlelight when something suddenly came to mind.

Everything was fine until the candle was lit, and the weight of the candle was unusually high.

I thought about it for a moment and picked up the candle on the ground.

The sharp blade of the mountaineering axe slid swiftly over me, and the candle was quickly flattened by me, which was a bit strange.

In the middle of the candle are two loaches.

The head and tail of this loach are in the opposite direction, which is a bit like a yin and yang fish.

Crossing the tail loach, Yin is in trouble!

I held a candle in one hand and looked at the old lady in the mirror on the other.

"I'm a handful of years old, and I'm playing with a lot of flowers!"

As I spoke, I had already pulled out the two loaches, and the candle flame shook a few times.

"Click!"

The mirror suddenly shattered, broken glass flew everywhere, and a gray figure rolled out of the mirror in front of me in an instant.

"Don't pull it out!"

I looked down and saw that it was the old lady who burned the paper.

Now she is still a little arrogant, kneeling on the ground and only kowtowing.

I just sneered at this.

Turning my head, I helped Xia Min up, and my snort was quite strong.

I took out the autumn frost white in the bag, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, and poured it directly into her mouth.

Speaking of which, this autumn frost white can also be regarded as a strange thing in traditional Chinese medicine.

This thing is actually the urinal dirt hanging on the urinal, and after being treated with caustic soda, the smell hurts the brain.

As soon as Autumn Frost White entered her mouth, Xia Min woke up with a snort.

"Wow."

She was like a shrimp, leaning forward, and the viscous liquid sprayed a wall with the undigested barbecue.

Xia Min leaned on me and asked weakly, "What are you giving me food?"

If I tell her where Autumn Frost came from, she'll have to fight with me.

Seeing that her life is safe, it's time for me to do something serious.

The dementor kept kneeling on the ground, kowtowing incessantly, "You are a true god with ability, don't be like me, a wild ghost."

She's not afraid of me, she's afraid I'll destroy the candle.

Once the candle is destroyed, she is completely finished.

I watched silently as she performed, didn't say anything, leaned over and picked up the knife.

"Yo? I'm so big-faced, and the Dementors have kowtowed to me?"

Before the dementor could hit the ground, she slowly raised her head: "What dementor?"

I kicked the candle in front of her, "Don't pretend, I won't touch your life."

The old lady didn't seem to expect me to return the things to her so easily, and stood there in a daze, not speaking for a long time.

The dementor held the candle in her arms as if she were a child.

"Don't be happy so early, I'll give you another gift."

As I spoke, I had put my katana to my neck.

The Dementor looked up suddenly, and the joy on her face was fixed on her face: "I ......."

I looked at her neck along the tip of the knife and said coldly, "Don't you think that the current position is very suitable for execution?"