After retracting his consciousness and seeing Zhang Peng, he was happy, and it took a lot of effort to make this thing fall asleep.

Yang Xiuwen stood up and patted him and said, "Pengzi, wake up, the boat has arrived on the shore." After speaking, he took Li Xiaotong's hand and returned to the shore.

Zhang Peng got up and stretched and said, "It's so comfortable, leaning on the boat, it feels like lying in a rocking chair, shaking!" "Feelings, this cargo has used the ship as a sleeping chair.

Looking at the time, it was almost evening. Yang Xiuwen asked: "Pengzi, Xiaotong, should we go back to the small courtyard for dinner, or find a restaurant to eat?" ”

Zhang Peng said: "Let's eat out today."

Tomorrow we will leave Hangzhou and go back to school, and if we want to eat West Lake vinegar fish and Buddha jumping over the wall, it will be half a year later.

And I still want to drink the Huadiao that was heated and sweetened that day, Xiaotong, do you want to drink it? ”

Li Xiaotong nodded and said, "I want to drink it too, but I want to drink less." Xiuwen, let's go back and call your master and them, okay? ”

Yang Xiuwen looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Okay, then go to the place where you ate that day, go, pick up the master and them!" ”

said that he would not drink too much, but in the evening, except for him and Lin Keke, who drank orange juice, the rest of the people were all dizzy.

After returning to the small courtyard, everyone washed up briefly, and soon fell asleep.

Lin Keke slept with Li Xiaotong today, and Yang Xiuwen just had time to sort out the tools for the operation on the white snake.

A sharp medical scalpel, tweezers, alcohol, and a palm-sized glass bottle he also prepared.

According to the pill given to him by his own cheap master in the Qin Dynasty, it is recorded in the talisman that the blood of the spirit beast will increase the strength of the cultivator if he takes it directly.

It can also be used in pills and talismans to increase its efficacy.

When you take shrapnel from the White Snake, it will definitely bleed, so instead of wasting it, it is better to collect it for later use.

Lying on the bed, the five elements are running slowly, and the excavation of the aura is still in progress.

The aura in the direction of the Du Mai has opened up the life gate, the center, and the spirit platform, and is about to approach the big vertebral acupoint.

In the direction of the pulse, the aura has opened up the Shenque, and Tanzhong is about to approach the Chengzhi point.

In the Huanghuali box next to the pillow, the metallic aura entered the dantian as if it was being pulled by something, and the golden ball of light in the five elements flickered and dimmed, slowly growing.

However, he clearly noticed that the metallic aura in the box was almost gone. If I looked closely at the gold in the box, it was a little dimmer than when I first saw it.

When it was almost early in the morning, Yang Xiuwen opened his eyes and listened carefully, and everyone fell asleep. Quietly got up, left the small courtyard, and walked straight towards the West Lake Broken Bridge.

In the middle of the night, a bend of the moon shone on the surface of the lake, glowing slightly. There was silence all around, and even the nightingale seemed to have left work. He cast the dragon body technique, like a ghost, suddenly appearing and disappearing in an instant.

The distance between each appearance and disappearance is very even, about ten meters, and it will not take long to come to the agreed place - the broken bridge.

Spreading his senses, he soon found the White Snake, which was at the hole in the bridge.

Seeing that Yang Xiuwen came on time, the White Snake was also very happy.

With a bang, half of his body leaned out of the water, and the huge snake's head was high above the bridge deck, and he came face to face.

Immediately, the voice of the white snake came from Yang Xiuwen's mind: "You are a good person, I was worried that you would trick me before." ”

Facing the true face of the white snake, he still shivered in his heart, it was too fucking terrifying.

The thick body of the bowl was covered with white scales the size of a thumb and slightly golden light, and as its body writhed, it made a terrifying sound like metal colliding.

The head is also different from what I have usually seen, like a cow's face, the eyebrow bones are raised, the eyes are very close together, and there is a bulge of about five centimeters in the middle of the forehead, covered with thin scales.

The most exaggerated thing is that there are several long scales on the back of the head, and there are also on the chin, a mouth, and four fangs nearly fifteen centimeters long are shining coldly, which is easily reminiscent of the totem of Huaguo-dragon.

Yang Xiuwen calmed down and said to him through his divine sense: "Xiaobai, since I promised you, I will definitely come."

Let's not delay, you go directly to the bridge, and I'll take a look at your injuries first. ”

The white snake hooked the guardrail on the bridge with its upper body, twisted its body for a while, and came to the bridge.

Yang Xiuwen directly opened the eye of heaven and found shrapnel half a meter away from the tail of the white snake.

Because the shrapnel is deeply inserted into the body, the wound does not grow, forming a pustule, and pus and blood flow out from time to time.

He looked up at the white snake who was spitting out a fork-like letter and said, "Xiaobai, I'm going to operate on you now."

First, the wound should be cut, the iron piece should be removed, and then the carrion should be scraped off, the pus and blood should be squeezed out, and then disinfected with alcohol.

This process can be painful, so be sure to hold back and never make a noise to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The wound doesn't need to be stitched up, as a dragon, you should have your own repair ability. ”

The White Snake nodded and said, "Then, of course, our dragon clan's best thing is self-recovery." Let's start, I, I can hold back. ”

But listening to its voice tremble, I was still afraid.

Yang Xiuwen flipped his hand, and the scalpel appeared in his hand. Scratch towards the wound of the white snake.

As a result, there was a "stab", as if it was scratched on an iron plate, and not even a mark was left.

After a few more hard strokes, only shallow marks were drawn, what should I do? Snakeskin can't be cut, let alone shrapnel.