Before Shuai Guo passed out, his last consciousness was that he fell down and would never wake up again.

Because the dead ghost will cut himself with a thousand knives when he is unconscious.

On his side, the most powerful little poison fell to the ground, the painter and the little monk had no martial arts, so they could only be slaughtered by the dead ghosts, and Bao inquired about the injuries and had almost no combat power.

And the whistling dog may have slipped away a long time ago.

When Shuai Guo woke up and sat up from the bed suddenly, he found himself on a bed, and then looked at the room, there was no one, and he pinched his face hard.

"I'm not dead. ”

"God opened my eyes, I didn't die!"

The dead ghost didn't do anything to me, why? conscience found out, or "no, someone must have saved me".

Who could it be?

Kuang –

The door was pushed open, and the little monk walked in, saw Shuai Guo sitting on the bed, and said, "Big brother, you're awake." ”

"You've slept all day and night. ”

Shuai Guo said, "What happened after I fell unconscious, who saved me." ”

The little monk was about to speak, when the little poison walked in with a bowl of medicine, and saw that the handsome pot woke up, "Drink." ”

"You're not dead?" said Shuaiguo.

"What are you talking about, you curse me to death, right? ”

"I saw you ......"

Little Poison said, "What do you see, I fell, right, sometimes, what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth." ”

Shuai Guo drank a bowl of medicine, and his body was hit in the explosion of the Yin Yang Iron Ball, and he already had internal injuries. If you don't take care of the drug treatment, you will fall into the root of the disease.

......

In other words, the handsome pot was overused with 'reading' and fell to the ground.

And the killer bee of the dead ghost shot the little poison, and the little poison fell to the ground, "I didn't expect it to die so easily." ”

The dead ghost walked towards the little poison with a knife in his hand and wanted to skin him for collection.

Squatting on the ground, he was about to start the knife on the neck of the little poison, when suddenly, the little poison opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and spit out a poisonous insect.

The dead ghost didn't expect that he was hit by the poisonous needle of the killer bee, but he didn't die, and he dodged in a hurry, but the poisonous insect hit the dead ghost's face directly.

"You ......"

"You're not dead. ”

The dead ghost slapped the poisonous insects on the dead face, and the poisonous insects turned into blood, but the dead ghost's hands and face became extremely itchy.

The dead ghost said, "Poison." ”

"This is a poisonous insect that I have cultivated for a long time, and I have given it a name, 'Blood is as thick as water'. ”

The whole person scratched his face and his hands, and he scratched blood, but it was still abnormally itchy, as if it had itched to the bone marrow.

"Well, better than your killer bee. ”

The voice of the dead ghost has been distorted, not like a human voice, "You, I'm going to kill you." ”

The whole person rushed towards the little poison.

Running and running, the whole person turned into blood.

The little poison sighed, "My hole card has cultivated such a one, and it is actually used like this." ”

At this point, half of the foursome died in the ghost town.

The little poison sat down on the ground at once, the little poison was soaked in all kinds of poisons since he was a child, his blood was poisonous, and he was immune to most of the poisons in the world, but the poison of the killer bee, although it did not kill him immediately, was still poisoned.

Although it will not let him die immediately.

But if you don't treat it, you will die.

That's why I came to play so much and pretended to be dead, and I used my hole cards.

After the dead ghost died, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took a few pills.

The painter and Bao inquired and carried the handsome pot to the carriage, and the little poison pointed to the road and drove the carriage to a mansion.

This is where the little poison stays in the ghost town.

A few people carried Shuai Guo to the bed, and the little poison checked Shuai Guo's body, and there was nothing serious, but he was unconscious.

The little poison poured the hot water into the wooden bucket, and then put in various medicines, and the whole water turned dark red, and then entered the bucket, soaked in it, and treated the poison on the body.

Tonight, the toss was so bad that everyone else fell asleep.

......

When I woke up in the morning, Shuai Guo meditated on the bed and ran "Getaway".

Every time I use 'Reading' too much, the operation of "Getaway" will be faster. The little monk slept next to him, and when he woke up in the morning, he also meditated and chanted the Sutra, reciting the Heart Sutra taught to him by the old monk.

The whistling dog lay under the table and slept soundly.

After meditating for a while, Shuai Guo got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Only the painter couldn't sleep, so he got up early in the morning and walked around the yard to admire the flowers and plants in the yard.

When the painter saw Shuai Guo Cong coming out of the room, he said hello, and Shuai Guo turned around and went into the kitchen, lit the fire, and made breakfast.

Shuai Guo still loves cooking.

When it was done, I knocked on the doors one by one and called them to get up for breakfast.

The little poison said, "Don't eat it." ”

The little poisoner was a night owl, and at night he went to play with his bugs, and the crow went, and slept when it was almost dawn.

Shuai Guo said patiently, "If you don't eat breakfast, it's not good for your health, eat a few bites and then sleep." ”

Little Poison said, "Why are you more verbose than my mother and don't eat." ”

“......”

Shuai Guo left and went to knock on the door of the bag to inquire.

Dinner table.

After Bao inquired about breakfast, he commented, "With the famous chefs in the capital, some of them have a fight." ”

"If you don't become a chef, you're wasting your skills. ”

Shuai Guo listened to the first half of the sentence, and said in his heart that this was a compliment. After listening to the second half of the sentence, is this a compliment?

Shuai Guo expressed doubt.

After breakfast, Shuai Guo returned to the room, took off the golden silk armor, looked at the three dents on it, and wanted to find a blacksmith to repair the golden silk armor.

After the little poison woke up, he went to play with his poisonous insects again, and finally cultivated a group of fluorescent insects, who knows that there are only a few left, and the next batch will be cultivated, and I don't know what will happen.

And his red-eyed crow is dead, wounded, and wounded, and the injured have to be treated.

Bao inquired about the lack of plans to go back for the time being, he didn't know who betrayed him, and his injuries had not yet healed.

The painter was not in a hurry to go to Dunhuang and see the paintings of Saint Wu Daozi.

Seeing the little monk playing in the courtyard, Shuai Guo stepped forward and said, "Little monk, do you want to learn martial arts?"

The little monk shook his head.

"Why?"

The little monk said, "It's tiring to learn martial arts." And with my big brother protecting me, it's useless to learn martial arts. ”

"Big brother can't protect you all the time. ”

The little monk said, "I don't care, I want my eldest brother to protect me all the time." ”

Shuai Guo saw that the little monk did not have the slightest interest in learning martial arts, so forget it, the old monk said temporarily, everyone has their own fate, and the little monk also has his own fate.

The little poison went to see Bao to inquire, and got straight to the point, "Tell me the whereabouts of the fluorescent king worm?"

With the Fluorescent King Worm, he was able to cultivate new Fluorescent Worms. And in the past few years, he has been looking for the fluorescent king worm, but he has not found it.

Bag asked, "This ......"

"I saved your life, you promised me a thousand conditions, why, I want to regret the first condition. ”

"No, it's not, there have been fluorescent king insects in Xiangxi. I don't know exactly where it is in Xiangxi. ”

"If you say it, you don't say it, Xiangxi is so big, how can you let me find it?"

Ask me about it, can't you ask me something?

How is there always a problem.

This is obviously trying to smash my signboard.

The little poison is back in the darkroom. Bao inquired and walked around the yard and saw the painter observing the flowers.

Bao asked, "You're a painter?"

The artist nodded.

"It's not famous. ”

Famous painters, he knows, only if he doesn't enter the stream, he won't pay attention, if he doesn't pay attention, he naturally doesn't know.

Painter, "Who do you say is not famous?" ”

Little Poison said, "Did I say something wrong?"

The painter didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Look, I'm right. ”

The artist wanted to look at the flowers in the garden, understand the texture, structure, and color gradients of the flowers, and then draw a flower in bloom.

However, the good mood was ruined by the package inquiry.

The painter turned and left.

"How to go, don't appreciate it. ”

"Leave it to you to enjoy. ”

The painter returned to his room and took out the drawing paper from the room, he already had the inspiration to find a sunny place in the courtyard to paint.

Who knows, Bao inquired and came over again.

"Drawing?"

"Your painting is good, but why is it not famous. ”

The painter said, "The real masters are not inconspicuous." ”

"Cut. ”

Bao inquired, "The more high-ranking people are, the more they care about fame, on the surface, pretending not to care, this kind of person, I Bao Da has heard a lot." Let's just say that you care very much in your heart, and pretend that you don't care on the surface. ”

The painter was so angry that he threw his pen and left.