Chapter 44 Lang Huan Yushu

Grandma held a silver bell in each hand, striking the silver bell crisply and rhythmically, and the rattan snake wrapped around her arm, as if she was full, looking up to the sky and burping, the lazy blue-red body, dancing with the sound of the bell. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Go!" Grandma shook her arm slightly, and the juvenile rattan snake with only two wings reluctantly flapped its wings slowly and flew towards the mountain where she was lying on the bamboo bed.

"Nim**, Ula wasted!" Grandma chattered like a convulsion, and the vine snake that swam to Shanwan's chest suddenly opened its small mouth, and a pair of green fangs the size of a toothpick bit Shanwan's heart fiercely.

"Yes!"

A look of pain crawled all over the little face of the mountain, and a dull convulsion sounded. The wings of the vine snake fluttered sharply, setting off bursts of cool air, Zeng Hong looked along the place where the vine snake bitten, only to see that the blue red on the snake's body was fading little by little with the venom it injected into Shanhuan's chest, and Shanwan's snow-white skin was dyed with a circle of blue-red weird lines, and as the venom of the vine snake spread, a strange blue-red butterfly pattern was formed at the mouth of Shanwan's heart.

Grandma took advantage of the fact that the blood on her wrist was still flowing, and poured out more than a dozen thumb-sized leeches from the bamboo tube she carried, these leeches seemed to smell the smell of blood, and they stretched out their bodies one after another, facing the light, and even saw those thumb-sized leeches just now, now they have become the size of chopsticks, and the three lines on their backs are shining like gold threads. Along Grandma's wrist, greedily sucking the blood gushing out. In a single breath, all of them became inflated dozens of times, each one like an egg.

"Grandma, your arm is still bleeding, let's bandage it first!" Shanhuan's mother on the side clenched her palms nervously, seeing that the weak grandma was not supported, she hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

"I'm fine, I've lost too much blood, it's not in the way! Ah Hong, you don't care about me for now, put these golden leeches on the blue-red pattern on Xiao Huan'er's body, be quick! You see, once the gold threads on these leeches disappear, you immediately take them off, and you don't care about the rattan snake. After a while, you go to my Gu temple and bring the Langhuan jade tree on the table, and I will slow down first. Grandma pushed Zeng Hong away, took off the leeches hanging on her arms and stuffed them into her, staggered to find a chair to sit down, and took out a root that looked like an old tree root from her pocket and chewed it.

If anyone who understands medicinal materials sees it, he has to be scared out of illness, then what kind of root is there in Grandma, it is clearly a good old ginseng that is hundreds of years old.

Shanhuan's mother once stared intently at the three-line golden-veined leech wriggling in her daughter's heart, the little guy who was swollen like an egg, as if under the guidance of some kind of magic, each occupied a piece of blue-red lines in an orderly manner, opened its small suction cup mouth and firmly adsorbed the branches of those lines, and quickly poured their blood into Shanwan's heart along the lines.

With the effort of a cup of tea, with the blood spit out by leeches, their bodies began to dry up, and even the originally bright three bars on their backs seemed to be injected into Shanwan's chest with blood. Shanhuan's mother, Zeng Hong, did not dare to delay for a moment, quickly grabbed the bamboo tube on the side in the palm of her hand, and pointed to remove the shriveled leeches that were only the size of her thumb one by one, gently put them into the bamboo tube, changed the lid, and turned around and walked out.

At this time, lying on the bamboo bed, at the mouth of Shanhuan's heart, the original two palm-sized blue-red butterfly lines were now filled with flowing bright red blood, turning into a blood-colored butterfly that seemed to come to life. The rattan snake lying on Shanwan's chest, in the center of the blood-colored butterfly pattern that seemed to come to life, writhed painfully and painfully turned into a green body, if it weren't for a pair of fangs still embedded in Shanwan's chest, I'm afraid it would have flapped its pair of small wings and flew away at this time.

The grandmother who was sitting not far away, the one-inch-long old mountain ginseng chewed on her stomach, and on her old face, which had lost too much blood and was miserable, two lumps of drunken redness appeared.

"Grandma, I've got all the blood of Yushu and the calf back for you!"

Before entering the door, Zeng Hong's voice with the mountain tiger came in through the window of the bamboo building, and the grandmother opened her cloudy eyes, staring at the two people who pushed the door in, revealing a kind smile, and a wrinkled old face was red and red, indescribably weird.

"Put Langhuan Yushu at the head of Shanhuan's bed, put this bowl of beef heart outside first, don't bring it in!" Grandma got up with difficulty and whispered. The mountain tiger held the still beating cow heart, stood awkwardly at the door of the girl, hehe smirked, and watched the one-and-a-half-foot-high, pale cyan baby arm-thick Langhuan Yushu held by his daughter-in-law walk in.

It is also strange to say, the whole body of this Lang Huan jade tree seems to be carved from the best jade, the five-colored bell-shaped leaves, shining in the sun, but also with the wind like wind chimes, jingling, deducing a mysterious movement, and even more, ordinary people can smell the fragrance of this jeweled jade tree like a hidden orchid, to achieve the magical effect of striking and healing wounds.

According to the oral tradition of Miao Village, this tree is a tree species contaminated with the saliva of the ancient divine beast Oriental Holy Beast Qinglong, and by chance, the abnormal changes that occurred, gathering a few traces of the blood breath of the holy beast, is the nemesis of all scales and feathers, which is also the reason why it can subdue all kinds of strange insects and strange Gu. As for its miraculous healing power, people also attribute it to the effect of the green dragon's divine power.

"Grandma, what now?" asked Shanwan's mother, Zeng Hong, pointing to the jade tree that radiated its radiance.

Grandma leaned on crutches, slowly moved to the head of Shanhuan's bed, reached out and plucked a baby's palm-sized cyan jade leaf from the Langhuan jade tree, and gently placed it on Shanhuan's mouth, only to see that as soon as the leaf met Shanhuan's saliva, it melted into a puddle of cyan liquid full of strange fragrance in the blink of an eye, and slid into Shanhuan's mouth.

The little rattan snake biting the mountain also seemed to smell this tempting smell, and it stirred its pair of small wings, a pair of green bean-sized emerald snake eyes, which turned into twenty-four alloy dog eyes in an instant, and glowed green. Without waiting for Grandma to shake the bell, as soon as she released her fangs, she turned into a green lightning bolt, and hugged the branches of the Lang Huan Jade Tree, which was more than ten times thicker than it, and rubbed the jewel-like scales all over her body.

"Huzi, you bring in the cow heart!" Grandma turned and shouted to the anxious mountain tiger at the door.

"Grandma, what you want is the blood of the strong calf that was born that year, give!" The mountain tiger held the palm of his hand high and the tray was still bubbling with a hot heart, and the smell of blood on his face was like a strong catalyst, and the blood-colored butterfly lines in Shanhuan's heart shrank by a few centimeters at once, and slowly moved towards Shanhuan's face.

Grandma took the tray and punctured the cow hearts one by one with her sharp little fingernails, gushing red blood, and Grandma was chanting strange spells in her mouth, and the mountain tiger held her breath, for fear that if she accidentally gasped loudly, she would ruin the ritual in front of her.

I saw that the blood-colored butterfly lines that shrank smaller and smaller, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Shanhuan's face, only half the size of a palm, and before the mountain tiger could take a closer look, Shanhuan's mouth moved, and a colorful butterfly flew out, and went straight to the cow's heart held by Grandma's hand, and sucked the blood in a big gulp.

Zeng Hong took the shriveled cow heart, and watched the colorful butterfly Gu flying on the jade tree, and a big stone in his heart finally landed.

"Okay now, this butterfly Gu knows that she has woken up from foraging, and this girl is fine!" Grandma got up unsteadily, and even knocked her head to the ground with a cane.

Shanhu hugged the grandmother who was about to knock over, carefully supported him, handed it to his daughter-in-law who came behind him, and asked anxiously: "Grandma, are you okay with all right!

Grandma leaned on crutches, shook her head and smiled: "Hey, it's useless, now it's no longer something that an old woman can do." My wife hasn't reached the point where she wants someone to send it, you take care of Huan'er carefully, don't make any mistakes, this Langhuan jade tree will stay here first, and when Huan'er wakes up, Huzi, you are sending it back to my Gu temple offering table!"