"What do you mean, girl? Interrogators? Ning Pan was a little unhappy, "If it weren't for my master, you would have gone to feed Ming Muqiu just now." ”

"Huh!" Master Ning stopped Ning Pan, "Don't talk to girls like this, anyone will doubt that I, a bad old man, can live here for so long." ”

"Girl, I've told you everything I know, and I can't help it if you don't believe me, I'll go in and see the young man." After saying that, he walked in with his back on his back.

"Master!" Ning Pan screamed worriedly, and saw the old man waving his hand.

When the others left, Ning Pan looked at Yan Qing with a resentful expression, as if to say: It's okay now, people are angry with you and leave!

"Don't look at me like that," Yan Qing stretched out his hand and made a forbidden gesture, "If what I just said presumptuously presumptuous, I apologize, but my mind will not change, and your master will definitely hide it." ”

"However, I didn't ask him to say it, after all, no one has any privacy, so you don't have to criticize me."

As soon as he finished saying this, Ning Pan became even more angry, but he couldn't think of words to refute it.

Yan Qing shook his head helplessly, this person didn't know what was going on, and once it came to his master, he was very uncalm.

"Speak clearly!"

Zhao Chuyun's voice came from inside the secret room.

Awake?

Yan Qing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran in: "What's wrong?" ”

The bottles and cans in the room fell to the ground, and Master Ning was lying on the ground rolling in pain, his trembling legs kicking wildly on the ground, desperately tearing the clothes on his chest with his spasmodic hands, leaving eye-catching blood marks on his bare skin, and his blood-stained fingers trembled.

Zhao Chuyun was still soaked in the water, and he stepped out of one foot with great difficulty, and he was gasping in pain.

"Master Ning!" Yan Qing was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the person up, and at the same time yelled at Zhao Chuyun, "Don't move!" ”

Master Ning gasped, his hands trembled uncontrollably, the green tendons on his neck burst out, as if there were insects about to break through the shackles of skin and flesh and drill out, Yan Qing's heart was shocked, what is this ......?

Ning Pan also arrived at the door at this time, and when he saw this scene, his complexion changed greatly, he paced over in a few steps, pushed Yan Qing away, supported Master Ning himself, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

knew that Ning Pan was concerned about it, and Yan Qing didn't blame him.

Master Ning desperately pinched his neck to stop the spread of the virus, he almost choked himself, and let out a terrible howl of near death in his mouth, which seemed hysterical, and the howl was mixed with the syllables of difficult exit: "One ...... Oh...... One... Oh! ”

Ning Pan leaned close to Master Ning's mouth, trying to hear what he was saying, "What? ”

"Medicine!" Yan Qing suddenly blessed his soul, but more than one bottle fell on the ground, and fine cold sweat broke out on Yan Qing's forehead, and the sweat flowed down the corners of his forehead like a stream, wetting a few strands of hair on the side of his sideburns and sticking to his cheeks.

She hugged the medicine bottle in front of him and asked anxiously, "Which bottle?" Master Ning? ”

"Which bottle? Master? Ning Pan's eyes were red, his lips and chin trembled uncontrollably, and he shook his hand and pulled his wrist, not letting him use too much force, so as not to really strangle himself to death.

Master Ning's eyes were cracking, and he almost squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Blue!" ”

"Blue Bottle!" Yan Qing poured out the medicine and immediately fed it to Master Ning.

After about half a cup of tea, Master Ning finally recovered, and the green tendons on his neck slowly calmed down, but he was still injured, and the two helped him to the bed to rest.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Master Ning's chest rose and fell, gasping intermittently, his pale and bloodless lips squirming with difficulty, and a faint sound of phlegm rolling in his throat.

He was about to speak, but there was a violent cough, and his thin pale face was twisted and deformed by the great pain, and the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably gushing with streams of bright red blood, staining the placket of his clothes scarlet.

Yan Qing's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly took out the Jinpa on his body to wipe the blood, and patted Master Ning's chest with one hand to give him relief.

The bloody aura spread in an instant, and the saltiness in the air instantly made Ning Pan feel the threat of death, and he looked at the skinny old man on the bed in a panic, his heart seemed to be clenched by a hand.

Ning Pan shook his hand to check Master Ning's pulse, but he saw that on the wrist hidden under the sleeve, there was a distinct bite mark, the skin and flesh had been turned up, hideous and ugly, and the rotten green spots extended all the way to the arm, still spreading and developing.

Ning Pan suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and stumbled on his feet.

"Ning Pan! What are you doing? Aren't you a miracle doctor? Hurry up and save people! Yan Qing looked at Ning Pan, who was not in a state, and shouted eagerly.

Ning Pan's thoughts were pulled back: "Yes, save people!" ”

"Yanqing, get out of the way, I want to apply needles for Master."

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and stepped aside.

Ning Pan stabilized his mind, took out the needle bag, and began to heal Master Ning.

Only then did Yan Qing have the strength to ask Zhao Chuyun: "How are you?" ”

Zhao Chuyun's head was covered with fine sweat, his face was pale, and his cheeks were a lot thinner than the first time they met, and he looked a little sharper.

"I can't die." Zhao Chuyun had a little difficulty saying a word, panting heavily.

Yan Qing estimated that the time was almost up, so he said, "Come out, I'll bandage your wound for you." ”

Yan Qing helped Zhao Chuyun to lie on the low couch on the side, and these things were almost impossible to encounter in the peaceful and prosperous era of New China, so she was at a loss for a moment, but she had never eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

She first wiped the water near the wound and then gave him medicine, although her movements had been as light as possible, Zhao Chuyun still frowned in pain.

The wound was too deep, and Yan Qing felt a little worried, so he approached the wound and blew it gently, as if this would relieve him a little pain.

The cool breeze blew to Zhao Chuyun's waist, a little numb and itchy, he was a little stunned at first, and then a little embarrassed, the young man's fair face gradually turned red, and he raised his hand and knocked on the top of Yan Qing's head: "When I am a three-year-old child!" ”

"Whew!" Yan Qing touched the head that was knocked out, and was a little embarrassed for a moment, what was she doing just now?

Yan Qing quickly wrapped the gauze around his waist, wrapped it in a mess, didn't care about it crookedly, and finally tied a bow to finish.

Zhao Chuyun's face was so dark that he hurriedly put on his clothes to cover the ugly bow.

"Yanqing, come and help me."

Suddenly hearing Ning Pan's call, Yan Qing hurried over: "What's wrong?" ”

Ning Pan said: "Help me help the master, there is still one last shot left." ”

"Okay." Yan Qing helped Master Ning up, he was already covered with silver needles, and Ning Pan plunged the last needle into the back of his neck.

Master Ning spat out the last mouthful of dirty blood, and Ning Pan pulled out all the needles.

"How's it going?" Yan Qing helped Master Ning lie down, and then asked.

Ning Pan shook his head: "I can only temporarily seal Mingmuqiu to prevent it from spreading, but after all, it is a symptom but not a cure, and I have to develop an antidote as soon as possible." ”

"Just say where you need my help." Yan Qing patted Ning Pan's shoulder.

"Let's go, all of you." Master Ning's hoarse voice sounded, and he beckoned to Ning Pan.

"Master!" Ning Pan stepped forward and grabbed Master Ning's hand, "How are you feeling now?" ”

Master Ning smiled, and pulled out a few deep folds at the end of his eyes: "I'm fine, but it's you, I have a way to let you out." ”

"What way." Zhao Chuyun didn't know when he came behind Yan Qing, and suddenly asked.

Yan Qing pushed Zhao Chuyun with his elbow, is it time to ask this? Do you understand the sophistication of human feelings?

Zhao Chuyun ignored her and pushed her aside.

Yanqing: "......"

Master Ning glanced at the three people around the bed, and suddenly asked with a cold face, "You are not afraid of me." He lifted his sleeves, revealing a hideous scar: "I'm infected." ”

"Don't be afraid, although you are infected, you are still a normal person!" Yan Qing's head shook like a rattle, "Don't worry, Ning Pan will definitely be able to cure you!" ”

"Hahaha," Master Ning was happy, he didn't know how long he hadn't laughed heartily, his mouth was filled with a layer of sourness, he patted Ning Pan's hand gently, "Good boys, all good boys!" ”

An imperceptible tear fell from the corner of Master Ning's eyes, and he quickly turned his head to wipe it away.

Ning Pan's eyes also turned red: "Master, since you have a way to get out, why don't you run away?" ”

Master Ning sighed: "It's not as simple as you think. ”

"The secret room you see is actually a huge water storage system, which I built to prevent the growth of the blind eye, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly."

"It's just that the water can only scatter Mingmuqiu, but it can't completely destroy it."

"So, I've been working on a potion that can get rid of the bright eyes."

Speaking of this, Master Ning pointed to the wine jar leaning against the wall: "All the ice cubes stored in it are Mingmuqiu, who can't stand the cold temperature, but can grow in the high temperature, which is different from ordinary plants." ”

Yan Qing nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder Mingmu Qiu didn't grow here, it turned out that he was afraid of these ice cubes." ”

"So, as long as you wait until winter comes, Mingmu Autumn will die a natural death?" Ning Pan asked.

Master Ning shook his head: "I thought so at first, but it was already approaching autumn, and the weather was not getting cooler at all, but the temperature was still rising. ”

"I suspect that this mass breeding of Meimu Autumn may be able to control the temperature."

"Winter, I can't wait."

After speaking, he pointed to the kettle boiling on the stove: "There is a medicinal powder that can make Mingmu Qiu sleep, the formula is on the table, and when the water is dry, the powder can be used." ”

"This is the result of my ten years of research."

Decade! Yan Qing was shocked, Mingmuqiu had it ten years ago?

Ning Pan saw that he looked like he was explaining the aftermath, and had an ominous premonition, so he took his hand and changed the topic: "Master, then how do we get out?" ”