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Chapter 112: Ten Years

Horihei is his friend, a very good friend, and over the years, he has been trying to revive this friend, but to no avail.

A few years ago, I finally found out that I needed the three-grade pill 'Tendon and Vein Returning Blood Pill', so I used my relationship to find a third-grade alchemist, but in the end I failed.

The refining of the 'Muscle and Vein Rejuvenation Pill' was 'successful', but after Horihei reused it, he changed from unconscious to sometimes awakened and sometimes unconscious, and when he woke up, he was also talking nonsense, as if he was delirious.

By chance, he learned the true recipe of the 'Muscle and Vein Rejuvenation Pill', but Xingjiang Town is too small, and there are relatively few alchemists here, and it is very difficult to want a good alchemist, and this friend has a lot of enemies, and they have been looking for him, which is also the reason why the monk is often not in the mountains, and every once in a while, he will change places.

The cold wind in the middle of the night seemed to be stronger, and the closed door sounded as if someone was knocking.

Ahem, ahem!

Suddenly, Horidaira, who had been frowning and babbling gibberish, suddenly coughed violently, and his chest bulged like a ball.

The monk was startled, his eyes were round, his expression was full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn boy!"

He had never seen this kind of situation, and he suddenly remembered that the kid who was alchemist, it must be this guy's troublemaker.

The monk's expression was a little flustered, but he didn't dare to really poke it, so he had to put his right hand on Horihira's chest, and wanted to suppress it with true qi, but found that it was like a hard stone, which didn't play any role at all, and was still slowly expanding.

Just when Horihira's entire abdominal cavity expanded into a big balloon, there was a bang, as if a sharp needle had been punctured, and the really swollen abdominal cavity instantly deflated, and Horihira's cough became even more violent, and the already thin body was thrown into the air because of this sudden rebound of force.

In the blink of an eye, Horihira's body fell heavily on the bed, and the thin body that was almost a bone hit the bed, like two planks rubbing against each other, making a harsh sound.

Poof!

Horihira jerked his head, his throat swelling, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Then, another mouthful of blood.

Another bite!

All of a sudden, the entire wooden bed was covered with blood, and Horihira's body was covered with scarlet, and the whole person looked like a bloody person, which looked particularly terrifying.

The monk's eyes breathed fire, and he was about to make up his mind to teach that kid a good lesson, if there was an accident, he must be buried with him!

However, at this moment, Horihira spoke, "This, where is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell on the wooden bed with a thud.

In the middle of the night, Horihira finally woke up, and the monk's face finally showed a smile, a smile that was hard to see on his face.

Horihira's body is still very weak, but he is also a monk, although he has been in a coma for too long, but his consciousness is still there, leaning on the head of the bed, the corners of his mouth are slightly grinning, and he smiled lightly, and said, "Twilight, thank you." ”

The monk smiled and said, "Your body is still very weak, you eat this 'Blood Replenishing Pill' first." ”

As he spoke, a porcelain vase appeared in the monk's hand, and a pale yellow elixir was poured out of it and handed it to Horitaira.

Horihei nodded, then swallowed the pill, and suddenly felt a faint flow of heat, burning from the abdomen, gradually flowing through the whole body, and the feeling of extreme weakness immediately recovered some.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

Horihira asked, looking at the humble and unfamiliar environment.

Twilight Lin is the monk's Dharma name, and the monk has always used this Dharma name, as for the previous name, it has dissipated from his heart.

The corners of Dusk Lin's mouth grinned, sighed, and said, "It's been ten years." ”

After speaking, he sighed again, ten years, how many more decades.

"Ten years?"

Horihira was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, but he seemed to think of something again, and he pouted and smiled, but his smile was full of bitterness.

"You're not wearing a monk's robe anymore?"

Horihira took the initiative to change the subject, only to notice that Twilight was not wearing the monk's robe he had seen when he was awake, but an ordinary light blue robe, and felt a little puzzled, in his memory, Twilight at that time often wore that monk's robe.

Twilight Lin snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Those bald donkeys, I don't care to be with them!"

After Horihira listened, haha, maybe because he had just woken up and his body was still relatively weak, this violent smile pulled the wound and even the inner meridians, his face suddenly became a little swollen red, and he felt that he was holding his breath, and after coughing violently a few times, he returned to normal, but his face was as pale as snow.

"I'll tell you tomorrow what I need to say, your body is still too weak now, and the most important thing now is to take time to rest. ”

After saying that, despite Horihira's objection, Twilight Lin pulled the other party down, and then pulled the quilt, and then gently stroked the quilt with his left hand, and some of the words printed with fiery red on the cup seemed to be alive, rising, emitting a faint heat, and the whole room seemed to become warmer in an instant.

Squeak!

Twilight pushed open the door, then closed it again, and came to the creek behind the mud house, looking up at the sky.

Although the weather is not very good today, the starry sky is relatively beautiful, at least the stars that he saw on weekdays are shining again, just like he insisted, and finally they are still lit up.

"In time, that kid will definitely become the leader of the 'Danshen Tower'!"

He had never been so optimistic about other people, but at this moment, he was quite impressed by Qin Yi, and he had forgotten that he had already wanted to break Qin Yi into pieces.

However, what he thinks now is not false, the three-grade pill is nothing in the 'Danshen Pagoda', but those alchemists have not been infiltrated for decades to reach that height, even if they are talented in alchemy, it still takes about ten years to be considered to be in the alchemy field.

But Qin Yi looked too young, he was able to refine the three-pin pill, and it was also the correct 'Tendon and Vein Return Blood Pill', which was enough to show that this son was not simple, at least in terms of aspect, he had never seen anyone who could refine the three-pin pill at such an age, not a single one.

The winter nights were longer, but Qin Yi didn't feel much sleepy, and when the sky was slightly bright, Qin Yi woke up.

However, he did not go up to-day, and on the wide ground like the courtyard below, his fists were sometimes heavy and light, and did not stop until he was sweating all over his body and his face was flushed.

I was going to go up the mountain, but I suddenly found that there was a stone jar in a piece of dead grass, and there was a pipe in it, and the water in it was the water flowing from the spiritual spring.