After the rebirth, the dead enemy became my master

Shen Yuqing spent the "Spring Night Moment" with a puzzled face, thinking about the flowers outside halfway, and tremblingly said: "How are the flowers... How are the flowers?" He Yi felt very guilty.

Early the next morning, He Yi took the silver to the market, looking for a "remedy" to bring Hua back to life.

He saw a small stall selling books, the surrounding stalls were extremely lively, but no one came to this stall.He Yi feels that this is the characteristic that selling folk remedies should have.

——There are signboards on both sides of the stall, with the left side saying "The Wonderful Art of Resurrection" and the right side saying "Beauty, beauty and health".

The corner of He Yi's mouth twitched as he looked at the couplet where the donkey's lips didn't match the horse's mouth.

The person who set up the stall was a masked girl, and there were some scars on the exposed skin, which should be disfigured.

He Yi: "..."

He still walked over, squatted down, and picked out books.

The book is tattered and tattered, and the spells and special medicines made from various medicinal materials are extremely rare, and most of them have never heard of them.

He Yi paid the money with the mentality of giving it a try. When the girl reached out to take the money, she nodded slightly at He Yi, muttering words, a bit exotic and special etiquette.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard the small merchants beside him discussing: "Have you heard? Xuanzhao is back!"

The corner of He Yi's mouth twitched, his body turned in one direction, and he walked to a candy stand beside him, and picked up the candy.

"I knew it earlier! Hey, ordinary people like us will die when they die, and they will definitely not return to the world. Can be resurrected again and again?"

The man's tone was agitated: "Really, what's wrong with the world!"

The people on the side echoed: "That's right, it's really chilling."

"I can't get God's favor in the end..."

He Yi was listening to these people's conversation with enthusiasm, when the veiled woman said suddenly: "Could it be that you want to be favored by heaven?"

Her voice was hoarse, and there was obviously something wrong with her vocal cords.

The man who said "I can't get favor" said: "How does this woman talk?! Everyone comment, is what I said the truth!"

"Yes, yes, why don't you know what's good and what's wrong, woman!"

"If you are ugly, don't come out to scare people!"

"Xuan Zhao is disgusting, he just doesn't deserve to be brought back to life! Are we wrong?!"

The woman raised her head, her eyes were calm, she didn't seem to hear those people insulting her: "But you can't see anything other than envy and jealousy in your tone."

The man said angrily: "Who the hell is jealous of him!"

The woman did not hesitate at all: "You."

The man was so angry that he snatched the small ceramic jar containing candy from the sugar stand and slammed it at the woman——

The woman shrank her head reflexively, waiting for the pain to come.

- Crack!

The jar collided with the sugar in the air, and it shattered halfway before it got close to the woman.

The fragments fell to the ground crackling, causing the onlookers to be dumbfounded for a while.

The woman didn't expect this to be the case. When she went to find the "savior", she found that there was no one around who seemed to be able to use the trick just now, except for the people who were dumbfounded and mocked her.

That person must be plain and calm, not judging by appearance, the woman thought.

After watching the play, He Yi went back with the book in his arms, and after confirming that Shen Yuqing was still asleep on the bed, he moved a small wooden stool outside and sat down, opened the book, and studied it carefully.

First, the withered flowers are uprooted, and then the roots are burned with a spiritual fire for an hour. Finally, the powder is put into a container, and a spell is chanted, and the medicine for bringing the dead back to life is refined.

He Yi's expression after reading it was like this: "..."

--Blank.

Who is so simple to tease? ?

Only a fool would believe it!

He flipped to the next page.

The steps are similar to the previous page, except that there are three more drops of blood from different monks.

Demon cultivators, sword cultivators, and demon cultivators are required respectively, and all of them must have reached the pinnacle of kung fu.

This looks believable.

But the problem is, demon cultivators and sword cultivators are easy to find... but demon cultivators...

He Yi's eyes turned to the bedroom.

—Does the cat in the house count?

Maybe a drop of his blood can stand against sword cultivators and demon cultivators.

But... Shen Yuqing is so squeamish, will the corners of her eyes turn red when she bleeds, and then scold him angrily?

When He Yi thought about this scene, his heart felt a little hot.

He entered the room lightly, looking at Shen Yuqing who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He Yi touched a needle from his body and came out, said countless sorrys in his heart, pinched Shen Yuqing's index finger--he almost stared at the finger out of the hole and didn't let go.

He Yi who was stunned by his love: "..."

I was spurning myself in my heart, when suddenly a cold hand pressed against the back of my neck, and then pressed down violently.

He Yi: "!!!"

Before he realized what was going on, his teeth hit the lips of the person below him, and the smell of blood immediately flooded his nostrils.

Shen Yuqing let out a sob in pain.

He Yi was speechless: "..."

Now Shen Yuqing's eyes were red and she was furious.

He Yi propped himself up, and asked him helplessly, "This is... a new way of punishment?"

Shen Yuqing: "..."

No one knew that Shen Yuqing just wanted He Yi to lean over, and then bit his lip herself, until the blood was dripping before letting go, which represented the punishment for last night's presumptuousness.

Shen Yuqing took out an attitude of "whoever knows me will perish", and stared at He Yi viciously, her lips were stained red with blood, but she seemed not aggressive.

He said, "Go away."

He Yi: "..."

He Yi felt that he had to show a bit of a "superior" demeanor, so he said coldly: "Master, isn't this disciple treating you too well these days?"