After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

"hateful!"

Yao Xiaohua let out a low cry, pressed both hands on the window sill, and was about to chase after Xing Xinglin.

Lin Mao quickly reached out and pressed her shoulder.

"Forget it, don't chase." Lin Mao sighed, and whispered, "It's useless to chase."

The crazy doctor was tied into the Valley of Worry alone, and beside him were the leader of the martial arts alliance, Ji Wuming, the leader of the demon sect, Jin Lingzi, and the number one master of the rivers and lakes, Chang Xiaoqing. The next sentence, "there is no cure", get out and leave.Now that Lin Mao and Yao Xiaohua are single and weak, the road ahead is cloudy, and there are pursuers behind, since Xing Xinglin has concluded that Chang Xiaoqing is a terminal illness that Da Luo Jinxian can't save, it is even more impossible to change his mind to treat him again Healed.

"It's a pity that this crazy doctor Xing Xinglin actually fell into a crazy situation. What is the so-called lotus seal...?"

Lin Mao muttered to himself in a low voice, got up and walked to Chang Xiaoqing's bed.

He pulled up the quilt to cover Chang Xiaoqing's naked body, then sat on the side of the bed again, reached out and touched the white-haired man's chest—the scarlet lotus imprint that made people feel chills on his back had already disappeared into Chang Xiaoqing's body. The flesh and blood did not appear.Lin Mao touched Chang Xiaoqing's chest, only to feel that the tentacles were cold, and the skin was as hard as lead wrapped——

(That person will then gradually begin to petrify from his internal organs, and finally disappear into the world...)

Thinking of this, Lin Mao's fingers trembled slightly.

No, there must be a way - Lin Mao said to himself in his heart.

Didn't Xing Xinglin say that he is incurable before?But isn't he just guarding Chang Xiaoqing's side right now... Thinking about it, there must be a way in this world to undo the strange palm technique of the monk of Lingkong Temple.

Just thinking about it, Chang Xiaoqing's breathing was even weaker than before.

"Brother Lin?"

Yao Xiaohua timidly stood still in the other corner of the room and did not step forward, but her gaze never left Lin Mao's cheek. Seeing Lin Mao's solemn expression at this moment, she couldn't help but comfort her: "Brother, don't worry, then The old man looks like a lunatic, how can you believe what this lunatic says."

After hearing her words of comfort, Lin Mao couldn't help but smile wryly, and opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that he had nothing to say, so he could only remain silent.

That Yao Xiaohua paused for a while, and finally Ai Ai took two steps towards Lin Mao, rubbed a handkerchief in her hand, and held it carefully in her palm.

She glanced at Lin Mao tremblingly, and then said, "Well...Brother Lin, I know you are sad, but you, you should just wipe your face."

"Ok?"

Lin Mao looked at her with some puzzlement, Yao Xiaohua's face was slightly red, she leaned towards Lin Mao, handed the handkerchief to Lin Mao, and then took out a hand mirror that was only half the size of a palm from her bosom Unfold it for Lin Mao to see.

The hand mirror was very rough, but fortunately it could be seen that it was something Yao Xiaohua loved very much, the mirror surface was carefully polished, and the reflection was very clear.

Lin Mao looked into the mirror, only to see a face covered with soot was reflected on the mirror.

It turned out that Lin Mao's current appearance was too eye-catching. Yao Xiaohua had to find someone from outside to treat him before, but she was also afraid that such a radiant face would cause disaster, so she paid extra attention to it, before kidnapping the doctor and coming back. , first found soot from the kitchen, and patted Lin Mao's face from top to bottom. Yanliuli restrained herself a little.

Immediately, Lin Mao felt a little grateful for Yao Xiaohua's kindness, not only thanked her repeatedly, but then picked up the handkerchief and wiped her face in the mirror.

But when Lin Mao took the mirror, he was slightly taken aback, and then took another look at the small hand mirror.

"Is this your mirror?"

he said.

A golden light flashed in Yao Xiaohua's eyes, and then she replied with a slight smile: "Yes, it's my birthday present from my father, and no one else in the village has it, even the village chief's family, Juan'er, is very envious..."

Lin Mao stared at the mirror and looked again, looking a little bewildered.

"It's a birthday present."

He murmured, but obviously he didn't mean it for Yao Xiaohua.

One side of the mirror is engraved with a picture of a kitten fluttering a butterfly. The carving is very rough, probably due to years of rubbing. The uneven surface of the wood carving has become oily and smooth.In the early years, these mischievous patterns were very popular for a while because they were far cuter than Lianlizhi or mandarin ducks playing in water.

Perhaps because of this, when Lin Mao suddenly saw this mirror, he felt a little familiar. It seems that many years ago, he also gave a hand mirror to the little junior sister in Nanjiang who was loved by no one in Wangyou Valley...

Thinking of the past, Lin Mao felt more and more like a big stone was weighing heavily on his heart, almost making him breathless.After so many years, the deaths of people in Wangyou Valley were scattered.To be honest, as the only bit of flesh and blood left behind by Senior Brother Chang, Chang Xiaoqing is the last link between Lin Mao and Wangyou Valley...

After Lin Mao cleaned himself up, he sat down at the table and thought for a while.

Then he found a pen and paper, and wrote the first line on the paper with the pen:

[In Wangyou Valley, Ji Wuming, Jin Lingzi, and Chang Xiaoqing are arguing with each other. 】

Immediately afterwards, Lin Mao started a new line and wrote.

[Rumors in the rivers and lakes that the elixir of life has appeared in the world——] The ink-filled nib paused on the poor-quality rice paper, and then it was connected behind, [related to my teacher Fuyaozi]

On the third line, Lin Mao wrote: [Wulin League, Bliss Palace, and idle martial arts people gathered at the foot of Yufeng Mountain to arrest Chang Xiaoqing... Sanlizhuang tenants are missing. 】

When writing the words "Sanlizhuang", Lin Mao couldn't help but glanced at Yao Xiaohua, who had been curiously poking his head, and saw the girl's expression was calm, and her eyes swept over the writing on the paper, her eyes were completely filled with novelty.

"Miss Xiaohua, let me ask offensively, do you know how to read and write?"

Lin Mao couldn't help asking.

Yao Xiaohua's cheeks were reddish, she bit her lip with handwriting awkwardly, and shook her head.

"Isn't it... only urbanites can read and write?"

After a while, she spoke softly.

Lin Mao couldn't help but sighed softly, and then turned around and continued writing on the paper.

[Moon night snake tide, Chizheng Mansion, Lingkong Temple. 】

Thinking about it carefully, the sudden and terrifying snake swarm that night appeared very strange.

Although it was thanks to the snake tide that most of the martial arts practitioners gathered under Yufeng were killed and injured, and this area was even more chaotic, he and Chang Xiaoqing brought along another Yao Xiaohua sneaked away from Sanlizhuang and hid in Jiaocheng again, unexpectedly she was completely undetected by first-class sects such as Wulinmeng and Bliss Palace.

But thinking of the short contact with that weird monk named Jia Ruo that night, Lin Mao frowned unconsciously.

Why couldn't he think of a way to stop that person?Lin Mao thought very remorsefully.

Now that Chang Xiaoqing suffered from that person's weird palm technique, and suffered such a serious injury that could not be cured, Lin Mao naturally didn't have the slightest affection for that monk...but he always felt that there was an indescribable feeling in that person's gestures. wonderful meaning.

【"My name is Jiaruo."】

Just thinking of the monk, the man's deep, hoarse, and strange-toned words sounded clearly in Lin Mao's mind, as if the man was lying on his ear, whispering softly.

And those eyes of different colors with very different colors seemed to be staring at him deeply.One eye was as dark as a deep well, and the other was as blue as blue sky. The man's eyes seemed to have some substance, coming from behind Lin Mao, turning into an invisible and cold finger, slowly sliding along his back. Down……

Lin Mao couldn't help shivering, and for a moment, he really had an illusion, as if Jia Ruo was sitting cross-legged behind him at this moment, staring at... no... peeping at him with the same terrifying eyes as Yiye.

"Snapped……"

The brush slipped from Lin Mao's hand suddenly, and a large ball of ink was smeared on the rice paper.

Lin Mao suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Chang Xiaoqing lay motionless on the crude bed, and the curtains of the bed trembled slightly... But the window that was smashed by Xing Xinglin could not be closed, and the wind blew in.

"Brother Lin? What's wrong?"

Yao Xiaohua's panicked question reached Lin Mao's ears, but the voice sounded unusually vague and distant.

Lin Mao just stared at that place for a moment, and then his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Nothing at all.

Obviously, there was no one behind him except the unconscious Chang Xiaoqing.

"nothing……"

Lin Mao regained his composure, then turned his head, and his eyes fell on the ink-stained paper on the table.

He picked up the pen again, and raised his wrist to write on a blank space on the paper that had not been stained by ink.

【Mo Luo Lian dirty seal】

I don't know why, but the illusion just now made his uncontrollable hairs stand on end, cold sweat dripped down his face, and his hands trembled violently.Lin Mao originally thought that the last five characters might be staggered because of his shaking hands, but the moment the pen tip touched the paper, the word "Mo Luo" slid out along the movement of the pen tip.

"Snapped--"

This sound was the sound of Lin Mao throwing the writing brush abruptly.

He jumped up from the table, took a step back, and stared palely at the paper.

"This is? What's wrong with this?"

Yao Xiaohua looked at Lin Mao, then at the piece of paper, her face full of doubts, while she was speaking, she had already stepped forward a few steps, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she wanted to pick up the piece of paper to see clearly, Lin Mao subconsciously drank One sound.

"do not move!"

Yao Xiaohua froze in place immediately.

Only then did Lin Mao realize how out of control his behavior was.

Obviously, he has scared Yao Xiaohua...

But in fact, the person who was really frightened was Lin Mao himself.

Because the word "Moluo" is clearly not his handwriting.