Chapter 139: Nightmare
The sickbed was made of several logs that were not stout, hanging on the beams of the house with some traces of age, and constantly swaying as Lin Fan turned over.
After the fat man was fed a fist-sized pill by the Zhenjian monk, he was extremely excited to guard Lin Fan all night.
The next morning, the dawn shone on the fat man's chubby face through the simple window of the earthen house, he hit a basin of water and wiped his face, and found that he had a blue nose and swollen face, and he couldn't help but think of the strong pill on the side of the street in the imperial capital.
Of course, what he ate was not a strong pill, and if he had to pull it up, it would only be in big words.
After wiping his face, the fat man returned to the thatched house, found Lin Fan sideways, and quickly straightened his body, and then looked at Lin Fan's hedgehog-like face, and saw that the silver needle was not bent or moved, and the tension disappeared.
The cry in the next room was deafening, I don't know if it was Monk Zhenjian or Zhou Liuhuo, it sounded extremely sweet.
With the call, Qian Qian got up on time, came to the living room of the thatched hut to check Lin Fan's situation, and then walked out of the thatched hut to prepare breakfast without saying half a word to the fat man.
The fat man didn't have a good impression of Lin Fan, the future fourth brother.
Indeed, it is difficult for people like Qian Qian to have a good impression, the appearance of a master in the world is temperamental, but he recognizes money very much, which makes his image instantly become extremely cheesy in the eyes of the fat man, and even a little .......
Of course, the fat man can't say it's disgusting, because Lin Fan's life has to count on this cheap fourth brother.
The fourth brother Qian Qian's cooking skills are not very good. In addition to a large pot of porridge that was not of any standard, he also took out hard steamed buns that he didn't know how many days were left, and small pickles that were a little wilted in the sun.
After waking up, Zhou Liuhuo and Monk Zhenjian seemed to have expected it. didn't criticize Qian Qian's cooking skills, but after gobbling it up, Zhou Liuhuo said, "Third brother, go buy some food and come back." ”
Monk Zhenjian nodded, and pushed the door out after breakfast.
The fat man's exuberant nerves were finally completely exhausted after breakfast, and he was raced into a simple guest room by Zhou Liuhuo, and fell asleep on the bed. The snoring sound was much louder than that of Zhou Liuhuo and the Zhenjian monk just now.
After the fat man slelept, Qian Qian began to remove the silver needles from Lin Fan's face.
The effect of the silver needle is to stabilize the injury.
Lin Fan's body is too weak now. This is never a good time to take medication.
You can only use some mild medicines to help Lin Fan regain consciousness, and then warm his body, and finally solve the problem of Lin Fan's qi collapsing. A lot of expensive or even Tianyan holy medicines may be needed.
"Do you have Jiuyang ginseng?" Qian Qian asked softly.
Zhou Liuhuo patted his belt, and a human-shaped mountain ginseng appeared in his hand like a trick.
After this mountain ginseng appeared in his hand, the temperature in the room suddenly increased, and there seemed to be flames erupting from the red surface.
Qian Qian didn't take Jiuyang ginseng, but took out a piece of rice paper and began to write.
This elixir is very important to Lin Fan, and now Lin Fan is not only the collapse of the sea of qi, but also the void, and even the reversal of yin and yang.
Of course, this medicine is not to be taken immediately. It is still necessary for Lin Fan to wake up, and the injury tends to be stable.
After writing the prescription, Qian Qian handed it to Zhou Liuhuo.
Zhou Liuhuo's face turned bitter and said, "How can I boil medicine." ”
Qian Qian's eyes rolled and said, "Big brother." With your cultivation, you will make a mistake, but if you want to boil the medicine yourself, ....... “
Zhou Liuhuo said helplessly: "Go, I'll go." ”
Zhou Liuhuo turned around and walked towards the pharmacy.
Qian Qian looked at Lin Fan and fell into deep thought.
Qian Qian is indeed a person who settles accounts with his own brother, but in fact, he is a little bitter, not mentioning this matter, he is definitely one hundred and twenty percent serious about Lin Fan.
Because of the handsome young man in front of him. It's his sixth brother.
Since he is a brother, there is a reason not to go all out, in fact, he didn't sleep well last night. The head is full of plans on how to make Lin Fan recover as soon as possible.
It's just that if Lin Fan still hasn't woken up, these plans will have no effect.
As for when Lin Fan would wake up, although he was sure, he didn't know when it would be.
Picking up the pen and paper to write again, Qian Qian recorded all his thoughts from last night, and then left Lin Fan and walked to the simple guest room.
The hut was very large, with two or three guest rooms, and Sun Deqian slept soundly in one of the windowless rooms.
The demon poison is difficult to remove, Qian Qian looked at Sun Deqian's appearance and picked up his hairy wrist, and after the aura swam through, he inexplicably had a terrible thought.
If Sun Deqian's demon poison can't be expelled after all kinds of efforts, he still wants to survive, maybe through medicine and some wonderful methods, he can turn into a demon to continue his life.
This kind of thought is indeed terrifying, Qian Qian immediately extinguished these thoughts, took out the silver needle, and began to perform the Nine Dragons Needle Technique, which had long been lost in the world.
At this time, he didn't notice that Lin Fan's eyelids began to beat wildly on the sickbed lying on the hospital bed in the hall.
Lin Fan dreamed.
I dreamed that I was in the middle of the clouds and mist, looking down on the world below me.
The feeling was very real, the wind blew his long hair up, and his heart was open as he looked at the mountains and rivers that appeared and disappeared in the clouds.
Then he said, "Don't make stones." ”
Stone?
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he felt a little inexplicable.
Because he didn't know why he was saying it.
Then the world before him began to blur, and he came to a high mountain.
The mountains are not high, but they are like a fairyland, and the picture in front of you is like a beautiful picture.
There was a tower reflecting a scorching beam of light, and a pond was bottomless, in which a huge whale swam.
Lin Fan was not obsessed with the scenery in front of him.
He heard a voice from the bottom of his heart.
"Lin Fan save me!"
Then Lin Fan, who was in the clouds, was covered in cold sweat all over his body, instantly penetrating his clothes, his heart rose to his throat, and an unprecedented sense of tension made the hairs on his whole body stand up.
A frenzy rose in his heart, and he just wanted to erase all the beauty in the world in front of him and completely annihilate this world.
Even, in reality, Lin Fan, who was lying on the sickbed, let out a roar, like a wounded beast.
When they came to Lin Fan, they found that Lin Fan's face was extremely hideous, neither of them knew what was going on, and they didn't know that Lin Fan was having the most terrifying nightmare in his life at this time.
And the reason why it was terrifying was because Lin Fan in the dream was very familiar with that voice, it was Ye Ningshuang's voice. (To be continued)