Copper Coins

A single salivation is enough for ordinary people, but it is not troublesome for people like Yu Xuanmei, but it requires some basic restraint. However, the effectiveness of Ambergris has to be doubled twice. Ordinary people may not be able to bear it. Even if it is Xuan Mercy, it was sweating last night.

This is the third time ...

Although he can't empathize, Xue Xianguang knows by imagination that this is not something ordinary people can survive, and his life may be worrying. Xuan Merci also forced the dragon's mouth force into his body, no matter how he felt, he felt that something was going to happen.

This temperature alone is enough to burn people.

Although this is a difficult day, there are always ways to think about it. After all, Longyan comes from him. Xue Xian's conscience found and wondered in his heart. He didn't know what to do, but no matter what, he shouldn't be in the environment of people coming and going. It is better not to have an obstructing person. After all, this is not a suitable thing to tell people.

He thought for a moment, and said to Xuan Mian: "Since this house is very relevant to you, you don't plan to look it over carefully for clues in the past?"

Xuan Merci intended, so he answered from his throat.

Xue Xian turned his head and rushed back to the stone Zhang and Lu Yan seven: "Lest Jiang Shining wait for a long time, you can go back first. I and the bald donkey plow this small building again."

Lu Yanqi's unsatisfactory eyes can't be said. Zhang Zhang hesitated and wanted to leave a favor. After all, it was a "small building". In fact, this bamboo house is not small. But he thought for a while that the two ancestors had to make such a decision, so he didn't ask any more, and nodded, "Okay, we and we should go home to Fang first."

There is no obstruction from fog, and the path leading to the forest is clearly visible. It is not too far away from Fang's home, but with the footsteps of Stone Zhang and Lu Yanqi, now it is estimated that the gate of Fang's home will be sunset.

Worried that too much procrastination would lead to the city gates being closed, and the two did not delay for a short while, and immediately went on the road.

At this time, Xue Xian had been repositioned by Xuan Mian in the second round chair outside the door. He watched the back of the two people disappear at the end of the forest in the distance, and suddenly heard Xuan Mian's voice behind him saying: "Say. "

He turned his head suspiciously: "Huh?"

"Spread them out intentionally." Xuan Merci raised his hand calmly and nodded toward the forest.

Can you see it all? Xue Xian touched his face, his eyes staggered away from Xuan Merci and looked elsewhere, vaguely: "Count me wrong."

Xuan Merci did not react for a moment, and looked at him quite puzzled.

Xue Xian scratched his cheeks, raised Xuanxi's neck and raised his chin: "Dragon's mouth."

Xuan Mian was stunned by his initiative to admit his mistake, then glanced at him helplessly, and then shook his head and walked into the room with his sleeve aside, "No matter."

"..." Xue Xian was unhappy, "Well, it's okay to coax a ghost, and it's okay to say that it's okay."

The triple dragon saliva is superimposed, and even Xuan Merci can't stand it, how can it really be any good. He was just accustomed to restraining everything, and endured it as painful.

Xue Xian also wanted to speak. Xuan Mian in the room had already recruited the black bird again, and saw it slap on the roof. Xuan Mian followed the ground in the room and sank into the stone room below.

A few moments later, he came up with the person who was already breathing. I saw that he raised his hand and pulled something from the man's waist, and took the man out of the room, because he was so annoyed by dirt and did not like to have physical contact with a living person. The man was imaginary in front of him, and found a place in the large wild forest outside the bamboo building to bury the man.

After returning to the room, Xuan Merci drew a spell for dust removal and cleaned the room together with his monk's clothes.

Xue Xian: "..." Is your robe even stained with that person's health?

He was so calm and calm and doing all kinds of things. Xue Xian watched him go back and forth in front of himself until he cleared all the traces of the strangers in the entire Xiaozhulou, and then stood again In front of Xue Xian.

"Go in." He said quietly, and took Xue Xian back to the room again, and still placed it on the desk case, but this time the desk case was spotlessly clean.

Xue Xian was quite speechless, and said in his heart that this bald donkey was really poor.

Since it was said to look for some traces of the past, it is impossible to stay on the surface. Xuan Mian stood in front of the bookcase and pumped a few books, and did not avoid Xue Xian, so he put two books at Xue Xian's hands and checked the other books by himself.

The meaning of this move is really obvious, that is, acquiesce in Xue Xian to help him search the clues in the book together.

This unsuspecting attitude of bringing people into their own boundaries unconsciously pleased Xue Xian. He picked up the book and turned it up, but the process of searching was rather absent-minded.

Because he was still pondering about Longyan.

Xuan Mian seemed to have made up his mind to put all the discomfort in his body without leaking it at all. The fingers turning the book are extremely stable, rushing from page to page, without any clue.

Xue Xian stared at the book for a while, then moved his eyes to Xuan Merci. He thought for a while, raised his hand and explored the temperature of Tan Xuanxi's finger, and left immediately.

Mysterious fingers were burning and burning.

"... I'll help you." Xue Xiangui said to God.

Xuan Mian's attention was still in the book, and when he heard the words hesitated, but his eyes did not move away from the pages. Even the hand turning the book did not stop. It can be seen that Xue Xian did n’t react. What is the meaning of this sentence? Maybe I think Xue Xian's help refers to searching for books.

The words have been thrown out, and there is no reason to take them back. So Xue Xian added another sentence: "I said Longyan."

Xuan Mian's hand turned over the pages of the book.

Xuan Mian has been avoiding staying too close to Xue Xian since the waves of Dragon's mouth pit have been hit by this evil barrier. Except that this evil barrier can't walk, he had to hold him for a while, the rest of the time, he deliberately avoided contact with Xue Xian.

It's like now, he put the book in Xue Xian's hand, and then he walked back to the bookcase instead of standing at the desk and reading it.

It's obvious that such a move would be done by someone else, but it was not done so deliberately by Xuan Mercy. After all, he wasn't a close-hearted person. However, Xue Xian was aware of this, which is why he wanted to resolve the effect of Longyan earlier-lest the bald donkey keep away from him silently, like ghosts.

"I'm here to help you." Xue Xian unconsciously flipped back and forth through the pages of the book, repeating Xuan Xuan Merci.

Xuan Merci was silent for a moment, or turned to look at him, Shen Sheng asked: "How to solve?"

His expression was still indifferent and indifferent, and he could not see the slightest sense of embarrassment. Obviously, when Xue Xian had any normal methods, such as poisonous ones, most of them also made medicine.

Xue Xian squinted his eyes, bit his tongue again, hesitated for a moment, and finally coughed: "Do you know what folks often say when they encounter Da Liao? It ’s better to stop. How did you become a monk? Remember it Could those sections be controlled? The discipline is not strict, isn't there such a sentence, wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, if no one controls ... "

I don't know whether to persuade Xuan Mercy or persuade himself, he has rarely and patiently padded such a long series of words. However, the atmosphere in the room had not changed at all, so much so that he was a little uncertain about himself, and his voice slowed down.

Hyun Mercy: "..."

Xue Xian: "..."

The eyes of the two were facing each other without expression, but the words implied under the paralyzed expression were completely different.

With his face paralyzed for a long time, Xue Xian's temper came up, and finally he couldn't help but throw the book in his hand and dropped the table case, and "closed" the pages of the book, "What do you mean, do you want to help? ? "

Xuan Meng lowered his eyes, as if he hadn't heard what he said, and turned over a page of the book again, then thought of something like a dark pocket in his arms, and then flung his sleeves.

A note of paper was thus shot impartially on Xue Xian's forehead.

"I—" Xue Xian was swallowed back by abusive words, and he was sealed, he couldn't move, he just stunned for a long time, and then passed the old blood down. If it hadn't been for this bad thing, he would have been discouraged, "Okay, you are great. But I advise you not to seal me, after all, I have to plan a grave for you."

There is also a reason to plan the grave, and the effect of ambergris is not instantaneous, and it always requires a process. If he remembered it correctly, the last time Xuan Mercy was a bit overwhelmed after the night. Now the third time of the saliva has not come up, this bald donkey is already like this, and when the strength comes up, if it is still so hard pressed, it may not really live.

Sealing Xue Xian, Xuan Merci said, "No need."

You don't have to be stingy.

Xue Xian was so annoyed that he ignored him, but listened to him again, "If you are fine, you might as well use copper coins to raise your bones."

Support you.

He opened his mouth once, and Xue Xian was sullen and angry and wanted to return. However, this bald donkey is inaccessible and may not be able to do anything when it is returned. Maybe he is even more angry. So Xue Xian muttered in his heart, "Control your life and death", then he really closed his eyes and took care of his own bones.

Xuan Mian's copper coins are really useful, except that after a long period of use, they will inexplicably resonate with Xuan Mian, and have almost no problems. Xue Xian was quite relieved to use it to raise bones, so he sank into it shortly afterwards and could no longer hear the outside world.

The last time I used the night to half the gold wire in the bone, this time I do not know why, the gold wire is much faster than before.

This copper coin is easy to apply in his hands, just like recognizing half of the master, I wonder if it was because Xuan Mian was soaked with dragon saliva, so that the two of them were infected with each other to some extent.

Xue Xian can almost feel that Jin Si is pulling on the other end of the broken bone, each step is a bit laborious, but after each step is completed, it will give a sense of smoothness.

Only in the process, he also felt another kind of taste creeping up in the body, as if mixed with the spiritual power injected into the body by the copper coins, along the silk thread, from the deep roots toward the more Where it spreads.

A hot and sour feeling makes people inexplicably give birth to endless anxiety and impatience, like a million ants eating heart, but not as painful.

Xue Xian forced this kind of discomfort, and concentrated on pulling the silk thread upward.

Almost a little ...

No, it's hot ...

Less than an inch left ...

His mother, it's really hot ...

Xue Xian repeatedly in this and suffering, finally at the last moment of anxiety burst, hooked the silk thread to the broken bone at the other end. At that moment, the whole spine from the back to the waist and then to the legs suddenly turned on, and the heat flow was slowly injected into the legs along the veins and roots and the silk thread that replaced the roots ...

Became ...

He was suddenly relieved, and most of the half-years of bitterness seemed to have released most of them at this moment. However, it is okay not to relax, this relaxation, the anxiety of the thousands of ants in the body is like a throbbing.

He heard himself taking a heavy breath, and when the senses of hearing and touch suddenly recovered, he found that he had sweated out, and his sense of touch had become extremely sharp, sharp enough ... even a little flick, clothes stacked The wrinkles of his wrinkles across his skin caused him to stun, and steamed out another layer of sweat.

He stayed in a daze for a while, and had no time to digest the recovery of his legs and feet, and was blown up by another thought that flashed through--

The role of the dragon's mouth seems to ... because of the resonance of the copper coins ... into his body ...

At that moment, there were only four words in his mind:

Shoot yourself in the foot.

Good reincarnation.

Harm and harm themselves.

Can this taste be tolerated? !!