"Xuan'er-!" Hu Buwei shouted for hiss, tears streaming down his eyes, and he hurriedly used his hands to plug the wound on her chest, hoping to reduce the bleeding or save his wife's life. "Xuan'er, you don't want to die! you can't die!" he cried as he picked up his wife's soft body and plugged the hole behind her with his hands.

"Auntie, you hold her, you help me hold her, Uncle Zhao! Uncle Zhao! You come quickly! Xuan'er is injured! Hey, hey, "Hu Buwei was incoherent, seeing that his palm couldn't stop the wound at all, the blood was still bubbling, and the tears finally flowed, and he cried bitterly. For the first time since he turned sixteen, tears wept.

Zhao's body was getting colder and colder, and the old lady was holding her daughter's body and had fainted. Zhao Dahua came in from outside the door, saw the scene in the house, fell to his knees, and also mourned and sobbed, the old man lost his daughter, and the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, isn't it a great sorrow in the world?

Hu Buwei stopped crying, and suddenly stood up, his eyes were bloody, his face was distorted, and he only muttered: "No, no! Find a doctor, I'll go to Fenzhou City to find a doctor! I'll go to Doctor Duan, he will definitely be able to save Xuan'er!" His consciousness was already confused, and he didn't feel that his wife's body had begun to cool and stiffen. snatched his wife from Mrs. Zhao's hands and rushed out of the door. Zhao's physique is not thin, and he is pregnant, heavy and abnormal, if he does not press Hu for the strength of his forearm, I am afraid that he will not even be able to hold half a cup of tea time, at this time he looks like crazy, and I don't know where to come from the strength, a pair of small wrists grasp Zhao's shoulders and thighs, do not feel tired at all, to the door, see three tables against the door, without thinking about kicking away, the table 'click!' broke and fell. The latch of the door could not be kicked off, Hu Buwei kicked a few times for the red eyes, but did not open, so he had to let go of his wife's body and smashed it with a punch.

"No, Xuan'er is dead!" Old Zhao butcher woke up from his grief, and saw that Hu Buwei was mutilating his body, as if he was crazy, he hurriedly came over and hugged him, shouting loudly, with tears in his eyes. "No! You lied to me! Xuan'er didn't die! Get out of the way! I'll go to the doctor!"

Hu Buwei's face was red with blood, his neck was more than twice as thick as usual, and he shouted at his father-in-law, struggling to leave. Zhao Dahua cried bitterly, he was strong and competitive all his life, but at this time he suddenly encountered a tragedy, his beloved daughter was taken away, and his grandson died, and finally let go of the strong posture in his heart, turned back into an ordinary old man, showing his weak side. Hu Buwei was unconscious, struggled to break free, opened the latch, and at this moment, with a 'bang!', a monster pounced in front of him, smashing a wooden door into pieces, passing past Hu Buwei's cheeks, and a sharp sound passed through his ears. Hu Buwei was confused in his mind, looked up to the sky with his eyes open, and finally fainted.

The attack lasted nearly an hour, and every household in the village was injured. Hu Buwei's four walls of his house were smashed into a sieve, and the holes in the bowls were one after another, and the night wind poured into them, and the inside of the house was as cold as outside the door. Not long after the monster left, Hu Buwei woke up. He was shocked by a strong sound and his brain was shaken, and he passed out in a coma, and his body was fine. Seeing the mess in the house, Zhao Dahua and his wife seemed to have aged for ten years in an instant, each sitting on a chair, and Mu Ran looked at Zhao's body lying flat on the ground.

The red wax on the table burned less than half of it, and the candle tears were as red as blood, dripping down the table and condensing into the shape of a round face. Zhao's eyes were staring, full of fear, reluctance and disbelief. She could not have imagined that the unforeseen storm in the sky would befall her at such a time, and before she could come to see the child, before she could hold the lovely baby she had dreamed of for a long time, she was struck to death by the evil monster, and a wisp of soul was returned to the city of vain death.

Hu Buwei saw the miserable appearance of his beloved wife's blurred flesh and blood, and sorrow came from it, 'hehe!' crying, but there were no tears in his eyes, he only felt that ten thousand deaths were not enough to calm his anger, and ten thousand regrets were not enough to fill his anger. Why didn't he go to her bedside earlier, why did he realize it so late, seeing that those monsters could penetrate the thick earth wall, how could they not penetrate the thin layer of mosquito nets? If he could grab a step further, the Evil Nail would have been able to kill the monster in front of the bed, and then his beloved wife would have been able to save her life, but now, ...... It's just that at this time, no matter how much repentance is made, and then there are thousands of self-blame, what good will it do to do things?

Hu Buwei walked to the corpse, knelt on the ground and cried loudly, prostrate and kowtow to his wife, smashing tom on the ground, blood dripping on his forehead. 'Xuan'er-!' At this time, the hoarse sorrow really tore the heart, liver, intestines and lungs, but it was much more desperate than the wolf howl earlier.

"No, brother, you...... Ah, sister-in-law!?sister-in-law, she ...... "I heard the sound of the single pillow came in from outside the door, and when I spoke, I saw Zhao's body lying on the ground, and immediately stopped, slowly approached and knelt down, tears flowed from my eyes. Zhao has a gentle personality and treats people very kindly, and takes care of him and Shan Yan like brothers and sisters on weekdays, and is very loved by them. Seeing her suffer and die at this moment, Shan Zhencai also felt grief.

"Not for my brother, you mourn by the way, sister-in-law can't be left like this, let's hurry up and help her handle the aftermath, you are like this, sister-in-law is not at ease under the spring." Shan Zhen cried for a while, and saw that Hu Buwei was still kowtowing like pounding garlic, and a pit was smashed out of the mud, stained with blood, and he hurriedly approached to persuade him. He knew that the two husband and wife were in love, and said: "Although my sister-in-law went, I don't think she wants to see you like this, if you don't ...... brother, you can't be resurrected after death."

"Resurrection!haha! I have returned Dan! I have been saved! I have been saved!" The two old and one young man in the room were dumbfounded, watching him rush into the bedroom with ecstatic shouts, and it was really like a gust of wind, and he hurriedly turned over the closet. The red, red, green and green clothes were thrown by him with fireworks, and they were also mixed with the corset cloth belt of Zhao's season when he was a girl, and they were waved out, like a flat and twisted goose intestine, a few brocade mandarin duck belly pockets, brilliant as new. There are several high-level Dharma books such as "Yu Nu Gong", "Lock Essence Thaumaturgy", "Buddha Sitting on Lotus Partial Solution", "Wonderful Medicine Aphrodisiac Prescription" and other advanced law books, which fell to the ground with a snap, but it was a subject that Hu Buwei studied every day. At this time, his skills are complete, and he has no longer seen the subtle skills.

Everyone was deeply worried, and they all thought that he was still overly stimulated and went crazy. Mrs. Zhao quietly pulled the old man and said, "Her father, isn't it because she won't bite?" She saw Hu Buwei with his teeth open, crying and laughing, saliva falling on the placket, and couldn't help but be afraid, so she asked, the old man glared at her fiercely, scared her back, and didn't dare to mention it again.

was hesitating, but he heard Hu Buwei cheering in the room, holding a small object and running back, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of ecstasy. The old man pulled him and said, "No, you wake up, Xuan'er has gone, let's talk about her future." When the old lady heard this, she wept again, turned away, and burst into tears.

Hu Buwei was stunned for a moment, but laughed again, shook the Huan Dan in his hand, and said, "Uncle Zhao, take a look! This is a treasure, it can resurrect people, hey! Xuan'er is saved!" Everyone in the room was stunned when they heard this. Shan Zhen shook his head and sighed, thinking that the eldest brother was finally still crazy, such a bastard lie, and he dared to tell his family at this time. The two old men didn't know the details of him, they had always admired his ability, and when they saw that he didn't seem to be a hypocrisy, they secretly rose hope in their hearts.

At that moment, everyone carried Zhao to the bedroom and lay down on the bed. Shan Zhen wanted to persuade again, but seeing the solemn expressions of the three and the eager expectation in their eyes, he was afraid of hurting their hearts, so he couldn't help but say nothing.

Hu Buwei returned the pill, but he was stumped. On the silk piece left to him by Zhao Funan a few months ago, he was only told that Dan could live the dead with flesh and bones, but he did not tell him the method of life. Whether to feed the pill into her mouth, or to put it in the wound, or whether to open the altar, whether to recite the incantation? In the meantime, he knew nothing about the means, and he hesitated again.

Seeing him in a daze, the old lady hurriedly asked, "No, what's wrong?" Hurry up, if it's too late, Xuan'er will be poured Meng Po soup!" At that time, it was rumored among the folk that after death, the souls of people would gather in the underworld, and the ten halls of Yama would be sent to reincarnate after the trial of the crime. Cross the Nai He Bridge, drink Meng Po soup, and then reincarnate as a human or a chicken, dog, and animal. The old lady didn't want to save her daughter, but she would only scream all day long, or jump on the fence with her arms clapped. That's miserable.

There was no way, so he had to treat the dead horse as a live horse, and Hu Buwei put Huan Dan into Zhao's chest and waited quietly.

Zhao's sternum had already been shattered, and the monster had a strong momentum, breaking her spine alive, penetrating out, and opening the ribs, coming out of the front with flesh and blood. The clothes on her chest were also torn by great force, and under the pale yellow clothes, there was a green belly pocket, which had also been lifted at this time, and her breasts and blood were mixed together, red, white and white, very miserable. After half a cup of tea was placed in the wound, there was no movement at all, and Mrs. Zhao saw that it was ineffective, and her daughter was still upright and upright, and she hid her face and cried.

Hu Buwei was in a hurry, and he also began to be anxious and afraid, could it be that Lin Demin and Zhao Funan were deceiving themselves? This small thing actually had no function of survival? Or did he not know the method of resurrection, and he still needed to learn another spell grammar? His heart was full of flavors, and his hand to take the pill was shaking like sifting chaff. Butcher Zhao sighed and asked Hu Buwei: "No, can this treasure really save Xuan'er? Why is there no movement at all?" Hu Buwei saw his father-in-law asking, and he was about to cry, seeing that the Dan was ineffective, he also began to be afraid and uneasy, but he was afraid that he would really be separated from the Zhao family forever, and such a sad result was something he couldn't accept no matter what.

Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his left hand and pinched Zhao's chin, trying to open her mouth. Unexpectedly, the dead man's muscles were no longer strong, and he trembled violently, and with a movement, Zhao's mouth was still tightly closed, but two deep pits were pinched into his cheeks. The butcher saw that he was embarrassed, so he leaned over, held Zhao's jaw and forehead with both hands, and gently broke it. Zhao Shi rolled his eyes and opened his mouth, Hu Buwei put Huan Dan in her mouth.

A whirlwind suddenly blew in the room, and the crushed loess and small debris rolled up and hit the wooden tables and chairs, crackling. Everyone in the room was surprised by such a change, and they all closed their eyes and covered their faces with their hands. The whirlwind blew only for a short time before it turned smaller, and when everyone opened their eyes, they saw an astonishing change in the house. In this instant, it seemed to alternate between cold and heat, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and there were bursts of hot and cold breath blowing in from the crack in the wall, blowing through the legs, feet and arms of the four people, which was very gentle and comfortable. The breath gathered to the top of the tent, formed a floating cloud, and then divided into two faint light and shadows, green and yellow, which slowly poured down and covered Zhao's wound.

When the magic medicine is really used, this criminal cha return Danguo is a life-saving holy object, the green and yellow cold and warm breaths are endless, and they are all made up on the flesh and blood, just like having a fairy hand, piercing the sky needle and leading the ground to make up for it, everyone did not blink, watching Zhao's chest wound slowly grow pink new flesh, and the reunion was glued. The bloodstains and flesh stained on the mosquito net bedding were also swept clean by the two winds, and they were restored without leakage. After only half a cup of tea, Zhao's wound calmed down, his chest was snow-white, and he slowly turned bloody, and finally looked like a living person. No longer as cold and gray as before.

Hu Buwei was relieved in his heart, and sighed for a long time. This is also a living dead with white flesh and bones, and it is wonderful. No wonder everyone is going to snatch it. The words of the fairy girl Miss Zhao seem to make a lot of sense. At a glance, I saw that Zhao's chest was still open, and the snow-white and delicate chest and two beautiful breasts were shining in front of everyone without any covering, 'Ah!', jumped up, stopped everyone with both hands, and said: "Uncle Zhao, aunt, pillow cai, you go to the door and wait outside, I will apply medicine to Xuan'er, and I will greet you if there is something." "The first time everyone saw such a wonderful thing, they thought that they would never see such a dead person come back to life in the future, and they were extremely reluctant, especially Zhao Butcher and his wife, who loved their daughters very much, and they didn't care to worry about protecting their wife's name, complaining in their mouths, and refusing to leave quickly. Hu Buwei was helpless, so he had to scare: "This kind of return to heaven is most afraid of miscellaneous people watching, and if you are not careful, your achievements will be ruined, you don't want to see Xuan'er suffer, right?"

The two of them didn't mention it, and went out, although they were angry, but seeing that their beloved daughter was finally saved, they were relieved and calm, and their eyebrows were relaxed, not as elongated as before.

Hu Buwei covered the door and bolted it. Return to bedside care. At this time, Zhao's body has turned soft, the eyes that were wide open before have been closed, the long eyelashes are low, and the cheeks and lips are flushed, as if he is usually asleep. If it weren't for the fear of affecting her recovery, Hu Buwei would have pounced on her and cried, and kissed her again.

Hu Buwei took off all her upper clothes, put the candle nearby, and carefully examined the wound. The monster penetrated with great precision, piercing just through the middle of its chest, blasting out a huge gap. Zhao's body is already thin and weak, and the thickness of the human body is incomparable with the earthen wall, and this destruction has smashed her heart, liver, spleen and lungs. Right now, the two rays of phosgene have sewn up her epidermal texture as before, which is amazing. Hu Buwei looked at the clouds on his head, this half pillar of incense came down, the clouds were already a little hazy, and the two immortal qi waves flowed, pouring on Zhao's middle acupoint, and it also faintly became transparent, not as colorful as before, and the repair and restoration of internal organs was almost completed.

After a while, the clouds subsided and the wind stopped. Zhao's wounds were smooth and tender, and there was no trace of injury. Hu Buwei didn't dare to make a mistake, he only stayed by his wife's side honestly, and didn't dare to touch her skin with his hands. Suddenly, the room went dark, but the candles went out, and in the darkness only the beating of his own heart and the chaotic breathing of his own breath could be heard. Hu Buwei said 'Ah!', went to the drawer in the dark to find another one, lit it with flint again, and put it on the table, the candles crackled, just like his mood at this time.

When he returned to the bedside, he saw Zhao's chest agitating and moaning slightly, and he had already turned around. Hu Buwei Fang put his mind at ease, looked at Zhao Shi shook his head gently, his eyebrows frowned, the five fingers slowly closed, clenched into a fist, and couldn't help but let out a long breath, this moment experienced the cycle of life and death, his beloved wife was lost and regained, such a big ups and downs, how could he calm down for a while? But he felt that there were countless grievances in his chest, countless bitterness and sorrow, and with his wife's life, he also came to his heart, hugged her, whined and cried, and the two lines of hot tears were like blue water, gushing down.

But when he heard the door, it collapsed with a bang, stirring up the dust, and the single pillow was rushed in first, and the two old men followed closely with anxious faces. It turned out that he heard his cry and thought that something had changed, so Zhao Butcher asked Shan Pillow to quickly kick the door open. Mrs. Zhao had a preconceived idea in her heart, thinking that her daughter should have died, or she would not be so sad, and she didn't enter the threshold with three inches of feet, and cried first: "My hard-working child--how can you bear to leave your mother--woo-woo-"

Hu Buwei was shocked, his wife couldn't have a single strand on her body, and her two curved breasts fell into the eyes of everyone, which was a big loss! His face was flushed at the moment, and he hurried out the door.

When the two old men heard this, the butcher also returned to the hall, but the old lady cared about her daughter, and went forward to help Hu Buwei cover her with the quilt.

Zhao didn't wake up until the second day, and he couldn't speak in a hurry. Seeing that Hu Buwei and the old lady had no sleep all night, their four eyes were red like rabbits, and their sideburns were messy, and they didn't know why for a while. Hu Buwei waited for this moment early, and when he saw her open her eyes, tears flowed again, threw himself into her hug, buried his head in her chest and cried bitterly. He is not a resolute person, his heart is as weak as his physique, although he boasted and cheated in order to make a living, in fact, he was kind and considerate, he and his wife have been on the same line for more than ten years, and they are very affectionate. The old lady was also sentimental and sighed with her.

Zhao remembered the events of last night, and when he saw Hu Buwei crying, he also hugged his head, rubbed his cheek with one hand, and smiled on his face, but tears slipped down. "No, don't cry...... Man...... Tears are not ...... Flick, in vain you to do it...... Dad, it's still the same as a child. She barely spoke, but her throat was hard, and she spoke intermittently. But she forgot whether the child in her womb could still be saved after this resurrection.

Hu Buwei cried for a while, his heart was much more relaxed, he rubbed his face indiscriminately, wiped away his tears, and talked to Zhao. Zhao Dahua and Shan Pillow also came in. The butcher asked his daughter: "Xuan'er, is there any discomfort in your body?" Zhao shook his head and said, "No, I feel good, and I have strength in my hands, that is, ...... The stomach is a little heavy. Hu Buwei and his parents-in-law's hearts also sank with her stomach. This is not a good sign, this big change, I am afraid that the child has been hurt, and Dan has rescued one person, but I don't know if I can save the fetus. I was pregnant for more than four months, and I was going to have a miscarriage, I don't know if Xuan'er's body can resist it. It's another dangerous thing! Hu Buwei's heart became cold again, he looked down and saw the dead monster corpse at the foot of the bed, and he hated not to fight in one place, jumped up, stomped down hard, and kept rubbing and stepping, and scolded in his mouth: "Damn beast! Lao Tzu trampled you to death! Tell you to wear into my house! Tell you to wear into my house!"

The monster was as long and thick as a human arm, and its whole body was as black as ink, and not a single fine hair was long. On his bare back, there are a few white sharp bone spurs, round ears and a round face, and short and thick limbs, which seem to be the same as a mink, and his appearance is not vicious at all. But who knew that it had such a momentum, it could break through thick walls like clay. At present, he was cut in two by the Linglong Zhen Nail, and his stomach and intestines flowed out of the abdominal cavity, which was also black.

Hu Buwei stepped on it for a while, feeling that the monster's skin and flesh were extremely hard, and he was holding his feet. was about to vent his anger in another way, but he heard Mrs. Zhao say: "Let's invite Dr. Duan again, let him see, what are the methods of abortion and drainage." It's a good thing for the adults to keep it, and it's never too late for the children to want it in the future. When the butcher heard this, he also sighed, and was silent. He has long wanted to hug his grandson, and some time ago he saw his daughter's belly bulging, and he was so happy that he woke up with a smile a few times in his dream. Now that good things are empty again, I can't help but be irritable in my heart.

Hu Buwei came back and discussed with his mother-in-law about hiring a doctor. Shan Pillow saw Zhao wake up, came over to greet him, and went home to surprise his daughter-in-law. But it's strange, after tossing all night here, the lotus fragrance didn't come to visit, and there was no greeting, which was indeed extremely affectionate.

A family of four was talking sullenly, when they suddenly heard someone walking outside the door, and one said: "Master, this family is like this, there must be dead people, but I don't know how many died." A hoarse voice said, "Qingxuan, what are you doing with a good mantra, don't talk, go in and have a look!" the man said yes and walked into the house.

The door was dark, and a tall boy and a middle-aged Taoist walked into the room. The man was not tall, only reaching the jaw of a young man. The face is white and long, and it has the meaning of fairy wind and bones. When the two of them saw the corpse of the monster on the ground, they both sighed in surprise and looked at each other. The young man asked his master, "Master, there are masters here who can kill so many iron minks, and their mana is very strong." The man said "Hmm!", and turned his head to look at Hu Buwei and the others.

"Poor Dao Qingkongzi, the head of the Qingtan faction in Hongzhou, dare to ask which master killed the iron mink on the ground?" Hu Buwei stood up and said, "I killed it." The Daoist looked surprised, stared at Hu Buwei's face for a while, and said with a smile: "Ah, it's really a real person who doesn't show his face, Daoyou turned out to be a person in the art world, and the poor Dao lost his eyes, please don't blame." When he saw that Hu Buwei's face was pale, and although his eyes were dark, he had no look, and thought that he was an ordinary person, so he expected that someone else must have killed the iron mink. I didn't know that Hu Buwei said that he killed him, and after a careful look, I saw that he had no aura at all, but I was afraid that he was hiding it by learning another spell.

"A pool reflects the bright moon, and the light shines for four days, I am Qingxuan, the eldest disciple of the Qingtan faction, and I have not asked Your Excellency to respect your name?" The young man's eyebrows were thick and heavy, and he was very reckless, and he said a very blunt sentence, thinking that he was the first time to set foot in the rivers and lakes. The master taught him to greet people like this, but he would not be flexible, and he would not respect the elders when he saw them, "senior." He read it out according to the rote words, but fortunately, Hu Buwei was more straw than him, and he couldn't hear anything wrong at all. Hearing him ask, I remembered Zhao Funan's incision with Lin Demin before, maybe this is the greeting words for people who learn magic to meet, but they can't be rude. Immediately said: "This...... Flip up and down, the drum is properly drawn, and the ...... is down I...... Under is the village of Dingma...... Hu Buwei. ”

The young man's face was the same, but the middle-aged Taoist looked surprised and his eyes widened. He has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, but he has never heard of a faction in Dingma Village, and there is a saying called "up and down, the drum is appropriate". It seems that the folk hidden dragon and crouching tiger, the people in front of them are unfathomable, and they should not be underestimated. How did he know that what Hu Buwei quoted was the words on "Yu Nu Gong", and no matter how well-informed he was, he couldn't distinguish such market words.

The man said: "It turned out to be Hu Daoyou, disrespectful." "Give it up. Hu Buwei learned from him, and also went back. Let's talk. After only a cup of tea, the Taoist priest saw through Hu Buwei's true face, knowing that he was just a half-way mage who drew ghost talismans, and killed these many iron minks with a spiritual dragon nail, and couldn't help but be angry and funny. However, he fell into the heart of Linglong Zhen's nailing. "I don't know if Hu Daoyou can know my junior brother Liuyun?" he asked Hu Buwei.

Hu Buwei nodded and said, "I know him, I met him two months ago." The man said: "Well, I received his Fire Leaf Talisman, and I knew that there was a demon fox here, so I came here on purpose." ”

"I don't notice the demon fox is gone. ”

Hu Buwei said: "She left, the day the head of Liuyun Dao came, she had already left, saying that someone was going to harm her." He glanced at the Taoist and muttered secretly in his heart: "I don't know what the fox spirit is hindering you, you have to kill her." Seeing that his eyes were strange, the Taoist already understood, and said with a smile: "Don't be suspicious, Hu Daoyou, I'm not here to exterminate the demon fox, I heard that the left side of Fenzhou City has not been very stable recently, and the monsters have come and gone frequently, so I am afraid of hurting people's lives, so I came to check on it." He glanced at the corpse of the iron mink on the ground, and said: "No, I just came to the woods outside this village last night, and I saw these harmful iron mink passing by, traced over, and resisted at the entrance of the village for a while, but in the end they still couldn't be killed, so they leaked in." When Hu Buwei heard this, he remembered that his son had been killed by this monster, and he hated it in his heart, so he got up and stomped on the dead iron mink. "My boy let it die!"

When the reckless young man heard this, he replied, "Ah!, there are really dead people, master, twenty-three people have died in all." ”