Luo Liuli's broken bones had been repaired, the broken joints had been reconnected, and her rotten skin had been replaced with Lin Lanjun's.

Lin Lanjun's corpse has been completely shattered, the so-called broken corpse is like this, China has paid attention to the dead since ancient times, and the earth is safe, treating a corpse like this is really appalling, even Wu Zixu, who whipped the corpse, did not do this step.

If such a method is known to Master Lin, I am afraid that he will be so angry on the spot that he will vomit blood and die. If it is known by some Taoists, it will definitely change its tricks and scold, and maybe it will be written into books, recorded in history, and suffer infamy through the ages.

An Yiren knew the consequences of doing this, but he still chose to bear it, just because he was a doctor, and the family rules of the An family did not allow him to die without saving him, even if he would pay a heavy price for it.

Luo Liuli has already lost her mind, this kind of pain is not something that mortals can bear, and Guan Gong, who scrapes the bones to heal the wounds, is only a wound on her arm, but she wants to replace the tattered bones all over her body, as well as the rotten skin.

The process was long, An Yiren's forehead was sweating, and the clothes on his body were all wet.

Xu Pei and the two brothers sitting on the roof, waited from the afternoon until dusk, the sunset at dusk had a kind of desolate artistic conception, and the birds flew through the air, accompanied by the setting sun, which made people love again.

The citizens living in this place, the peddlers and pawns are still shouting and shouting, and have no intention of returning home, while the farmers who rest at sunrise and sunset carry hoes and some lead cattle to their homes.

The smoke curls up, the sunset gradually sinks to the ground, and the surroundings are replaced by hazy darkness, there are storytellers in the tile city to tell stories, there are Jianghu artists singing shadow puppets, and people who have eaten dinner also take their children out for a walk, and the children are in groups, chasing each other and playing, and the sound of laughter is loud. This is a peaceful and peaceful scene, but the two brothers Xu Pei are not in the mood to appreciate it, they are hungry, waiting for the results of An Yiren's diagnosis and treatment.

Tang Da Niu walked in the night market with the kitten, he met all the requirements of the child, the snacks in the kitten's hand were no longer available, Tang Da Niu helped him get it, the kitten giggled and said Father, you are so good to me, if only you were my own father.

Tang Da Niu laughed and told the kitten that since his father had returned, he couldn't stay any longer, so that he could be obedient in the future, and he would come back to see him when he was free. After he finished speaking, the kitten cried, and Tang Da Niu coaxed for a long time, took the kitten back to the inn, and put him to sleep.

By midnight, the town had been completely enveloped in the night, there was not a single pedestrian to be seen on the streets, and the lights of thousands of homes had long since been extinguished. The moonlight in the sky is not clear, hiding in the clouds, occasionally burrowing out, looking down on this rapidly changing world.

An Yiren was almost about to collapse, but his hands were still very steady, without the slightest trembling, he picked out the broken bones of Luo Liuli's body, put the complete bones in it, and then connected the broken meridians, all of which were amazing, and could be described as ingenious.

Xue Ning has been channeling the internal force behind him, An Yiren asked her to convey a few percent, she will convey a few percent, and the proportion is just right, in these six or seven hours, she has paid no less energy than An Yiren.

She saw none of An Yiren's movements, but his movements were too fast, even if she could barely see clearly, it was difficult to write them all down, so this kind of technique, in today's world, is still only An Yiren.

After the close cooperation between An Yiren and Xue Ning, when the treatment finally came to an end, An Yiren once again took out a pack of silver needles, and in the same way, the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers and tattooed them on Luo Liuli's changed skin.

This skin has countless cracks, just like the garments of a high-ranking monk, sewn and mended. It's just that the monk's clothes look very Zen like Buddhism, and a person can't help but look hideous and terrifying.

At this critical moment, Luo Liuli couldn't wake up, if she woke up, a slight move would be wasted, so An Yiren used a silver needle to seal more than 300 acupoints all over her body, large and small, Luo Liuli's originally subtle breathing stopped, and she had already entered a state of suspended animation.

An Yiren touched out the fine needle, put on a thin thread, and quickly flew the needle to walk the thread, its technique is more flexible than the woman who does female work all the year round, and his posture is in place, the hand is accurate, fine, the use of the traditional craft of Shu embroidery, more innovative taste.

More than half an hour has passed, and the candles in the room have not been replaced, An Yiren finally stitched up the last wound, Luo Liuli's appearance has completely changed to Lin Lanjun, but the scar on his face is too obvious, not so much like a person, but a corpse controlled by a corpse chaser in Xiangxi.

An Yiren sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and because of the high tension in his body, the originally tense muscles were relaxed in an instant, and he could no longer support his tired body. Xue Ning's internal power loss was serious, and she needed to meditate to recover her vitality, but she was even more serious than An Yiren, and she actually fell asleep after relaxing.

The candle fireworks in the room danced slightly, and no wind blew because the whole room was sealed. After a long time, An Yiren walked to Xue Ning's side and squatted down next to her, the fireworks dancing more obviously, as if they were fighting against something.

I saw An Yiren holding dozens of silver needles in his hands, piercing into the big acupoints around Xue Ning with lightning speed, and then placing his palms on his heavenly spirit cover.

A cold aura suddenly appeared in the room, and a strong true qi emanated from Xue Ning's body, and the flame of the candle seemed to be unable to withstand it anymore, and it was extinguished, and the whole room was shrouded in darkness, and there was a strange dead silence.

An Yiren's voice was very low, and he whispered in Xue Ning's ear: "Ah Ning, I'm afraid that I will bear you again this time, after thinking about this time, you will never forgive me again no matter what." ”

After An Yiren finished speaking, he used the little internal force he had left, and pierced the last silver needle into Xue Ning's dantian with his left hand, and suddenly a force gushed out from Xue Ning's heavenly spirit cover, and passed through An Yiren's right hand into his body.

He actually absorbed Xue Ning's internal strength when she was defenseless!

is really incorruptible and shameless, and the indifference is to the extreme, such a person, no woman will forgive him in time, even Guanyin, who is a universal being, will do a Buddhist lion roar at what he has done, and overtake him early, so as not to let him harm the women of the world again.

"I am ashamed of you in this life, if there is an afterlife, I can only be a cow and a horse to atone for my sins, I have the mission of settling down, I can't help but complete it, besides, if that person does not die, there will be no peace in this world. ”

An Yiren absorbed Xue Ning's eighty percent of the internal force before he removed his palm, and he said to himself like this, two tears dripped from his face, and they happened to drop on Xue Ning's face.

The man gently wiped away her tears, leaned down and kissed her on the lips, and then opened the window.