Ranran's black intent was constantly swept out of the man's body by Huo Yunche's control of the power of soul splitting, and the man's body gradually turned from constant convulsions to peace.

The last wisp of turbidity is removed.

Huo Yunche casually pinched a soul power bottle in the air, and threw the last trace of origin power she swept out into it and sealed it.

The faint and almost invisible origin that lost the black essence was not as black as it looked, but a drop of lilac that seemed to be a drop of water and seemed to be a flocculent crystal that could be rolled by condensed oil, and there was a strange purple fire dancing in the interlayer of the crystal, although it was only a small wisp, but it couldn't help but make Huo Yunche feel jealous.

It's better to figure out the situation first.

Huo Yunche hid the surging exploration under his eyes, and his soul power came out of his body, wrapping the man who looked extremely embarrassed after rolling on the ground, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the man was thrown into a somewhat dirty bed not far away in a familiar manner.

Wuhu! I was given a score of nine by myself!

One point less is not because she is not used to the weight hitting a man's head and knocking him unconscious, but because she is afraid that the man will struggle and move and deliberately do so.

That's right, deliberately!

Although it won't be good to have soul power to protect it, but emmmmm's strength is not to say that you have to sleep on three. Five-day horn?

Huo Yunche turned his head to look at the woman, and his eyes inevitably carried a slight sense of emptiness.

"Thank you, little fairy girl!"

The woman didn't have the slightest intention of questioning, she pulled a grateful smile mixed with a little bitterness at Huo Yunche, and limped forward to pick up the savings on the ground that were discarded by the man who was suspected of being killed.

She lowered her head and carefully sighed on it, wiped it and stuffed it into her pocket, and then skillfully took out a hemp rope that was nearly as thick as Huo Yunche's wrist from under the bed, and laboriously tied it to the man.

"No thanks, auntie."

"I'm not a little fairy, my surname is Huo, just call me Xiao Huo."

"What are you doing here?"

It can be seen from the woman's skillful movements that her actions are by no means practiced in one day today.

Although Huo Yunche looked at the woman's actions with some doubts, he saw the bruises and purple marks on the woman's old face, as well as the shivering, cold sweat broke out on the corners of his forehead, but he still stood firm and kept repeating the binding action, sighed slightly, and finally felt a little unbearable, so he could only step forward and take a hand.

The woman who was busy with everything staggered and sat on the ground, perhaps holding back for too long, or gasping for self-help after being relieved, her eyes looked into the distance with a little hollowness, huge tears and broken threads, not saying hello at all, scrambling to emerge.

Huo Yunche looked around a little helplessly, but found that this family didn't even have anything to wipe her tears, so she could only squat down and hug her knees and accompany her quietly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Huo." The woman just let herself be swallowed by emotions for a moment, then raised her hand and wiped her tears indiscriminately, squeezing out a far-fetched smile on her face. You know, in the lives of poor people, even sadness is an extremely luxurious thing, "scares you, right?" ”

Huo Yunche shook his head, there was no fluctuation in his clear blue eyes, only when he touched the residue left by the rope bound by the bed, there would be a trace or two of doubts flashing.

The woman didn't care, and chattered to herself.

"My surname is Wang, if you don't care, you can call me Aunt Wang."

"The one on the bed is the one in my house."

"Don't look at the way he just went crazy and scary. Originally, he was also a good person. ”

"If I hadn't been a month ago"

"It's all to blame for the lucky ointment that was killed that day!"

Fushou ointment, a familiar name.

Wait, Fushou ointment???

Opium packaged as Fushou paste was introduced to China"

Huo Yunche's mind suddenly appeared a few words that Lao Li had said in class, and a look of horror couldn't help but appear in her eyes, did she enter the Qing Dynasty by mistake?

I don't know if this is the beginning of the Qing Dynasty or the end of the Qing Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Huo Yunche's gaze fell on the man on the bed who was skinny and had a mixed face, but it was not difficult to see that the intent of death was permeated, this is probably a late Qing Dynasty, right?

But what is the strange blackness in this man?

What is the connection with Fushou ointment?

Otherwise, go to the smoke house?

Huo Yunche lowered her eyebrows and thought for a while, and her intuition told her that perhaps solving the mystery of the black intent was the key to her leaving this world.

"Suck, no, can't suck."

"Liu Niang, tie me up."

The man's unconscious whispering interrupted Huo Yunche's thoughts, and she glanced at the slightly obvious depressions on the edge of the bed that were worn by the ropes, and suddenly bowed her head.

I see.

That's worth saving.

"Second Soul Skill, Star Spring."

Huo Yunche's eyebrows and eyes were a little softer, she raised her hand slightly, and her fingertips touched a few times on the quaint silver door earrings hanging from her ears, and the intense green decorated with silver edges erupted, split in two in the air, and fell on Aunt Wang and her husband.

The condition of the two is visibly improving.

The old meaning on Aunt Wang's face faded a little, and the scar left by the man's punching and kicking just now quietly disappeared, and even her breathing was a little brisk, she was a little surprised, and pinched the corners of her clothes a little crampedly, and said with a sigh: "Little god. Little Huo girl? ”

"Aunt Wang, don't get in the way." Huo Yunche pursed his lips and chuckled, "This is the blessing you have accumulated from your daily good deeds." ”

"It's just that my ability is limited, and I can only repair the old dark diseases in your husband's body, and I'm afraid that the addiction brought by the Fushou paste will still have to survive on his own."

"I've strengthened your rope, as long as you don't get upset and do something, then the good days of the two of you are still ahead."

Although the addiction of Fushou paste is strong, the man in front of her should not ingest it very deeply, but the desire in her heart was stimulated by the black will, and the scene she just opened her eyes will appear.

Of course, he still has to endure the hardships.

Aunt Wang's words, her eyes suddenly burst out with a burning hope, she swept away the depression just now, wiped it on her face vigorously, and then hurriedly got up from the ground, her face was full of hearty smiles for the rest of her life, she wanted to say something, but in a blink of an eye she saw the appearance of her own family with four walls, and scratched her head a little embarrassed.

Huo Yunche chuckled and shook his head, turned around and left the place where he kindly picked her up and took her home for a moment, and Aunt Wang's slightly indistinct shout came from a distance behind him-

"Little Huo girl, if you want to check Fushou ointment, remember to go to the Fushou Tobacco House in the town."