Snower

The next day, Yixing came to give acupuncture for Wunian, but Jianyin couldn't bear the smell of the medicine, so she ran to the next door again.

In the fight against Rhubarb, Mianzhi has suffered a complete defeat, and has been completely captured by Fat Cat's claws.Seeing Jian Yin approaching, he forced himself to sit up straighter and said weakly, "A Yin, why are you here..."

Jianyin sneaked a handful of Rhubarb's soft back, and explained: "Brother Yixing is administering needles for the year of the mist, and I felt dizzy from the smell of the smoked needles, so I had to come out."

Mianzhi has been thinking about the illness of the foggy year for the past few days, but he can't figure it out, but the more he thinks about it, the more he feels strange, especially worried about Yixing.I always feel that this sudden heart attack is inextricably related to the smiling tiger that broke out halfway.

Hearing what Jian Yin said at this moment, he immediately widened his eyes, straightened up and asked, "Then it's just the two of them now?"

Jian Yin didn't know why Mian Zhi suddenly became excited, and nodded in a daze: "What's the matter..."

Mianzhi's heart was beating wildly, and immediately stood up holding the rhubarb that refused to let go, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go and have a look."

"How does it feel?" Yi Xing twirled his fingertips, and the long, thin needle slowly pierced the acupuncture point.

Fog Nian dozed off with his head sideways, not wanting to talk to him.

Yixing glanced at him, and inserted the needle slowly: "I said before that the medicine won't protect you for long, and this acupuncture is the same. If you don't listen to advice, the heart disease will only get worse. "

After a long while, seeing that Wu Nian was still silent, Yi Xing was also a little annoyed, and was about to speak with a sullen face, when suddenly someone pushed the door in from outside the house.

He thought it was Jianyin, but when he looked back, he saw Mianzhi holding the cat. He was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "Little Yin can't wait? Just half a stick of incense will make it better."

Mian Zhi didn't answer, and gave him a casual glance, then walked up to him, carefully inspecting the needles that had been applied to Wu Nian.

Acupuncture points are precise, techniques are proficient, and after a careful inspection, there is nothing wrong with it.Mianzhi couldn't help frowning slightly, twisted another cluster of medicinal powder, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, but there was still no problem.

Yi Xing at the side has stopped what he was doing, looking at him with an indiscernible expression.

Mian Zhi turned around, with a shameful smile in her lowered eyes: "I'm also a doctor, come to learn the scriptures, the immortal don't mind."

Yixing curled her mouth and nodded slightly, and continued to lift the needle, but there was no warmth between her drooping eyebrows.

After half a stick of incense, the two walked out back and forth, and Jian Yin had been waiting outside the house for a long time.

Yixing glanced at the cotton branch next to him calmly, after a moment of deliberation, he beckoned to Jianyin, took out the Naling cocoon that he had taken away that day from the medicine box, handed it to him, and said: "You remember to put it close to your body. wear."

Jian Yin nodded gratefully, and was about to pick it up, but was cut off by a cat's claw.

Mianzhi held the rhubarb in one hand, and dug out the Naling cocoon from its claws with the other hand, rubbed it strangely and said, "Huh? Isn't this the treasure I gave to A Yin in the past?" Stopping the little thief from stealing treasures, Yixing's smile faltered at the moment.

Jianyin quickly explained: "Amian, I have too much monster energy, and I might hurt Wu Nian. That's why I wanted to ask Brother Yixing to change this Naling cocoon so that it can be used to suppress my demon spirit. gas."

Mian Zhi frowned lightly upon hearing this.

Jianyin doesn't suck people's yang energy like other spirits, and the evil spirit on his body is not fierce.What's more, he had been safe and sound in the foggy year for the past few months, and now he suddenly had such a thought, someone must be instigating it.

Mianzhi slightly raised her eyes to look at Yixing, but the other side's face was as usual, with a frank look.He lowered his eyes, stretched his fingertips slightly, a stream of spiritual power flowed out, and slowly penetrated into the plain white cocoon.

Inside is still the medicinal powder he had developed for Jianyin, but there is an extra spell on the outside to restrain the evil spirit.After repeated checks, Mianzhi handed the Naling cocoon back to Jianyin.

"Then I'll go back first." Yi Xing smiled gently, and whispered a few more words, making Jian Yin blush.

Mian Zhi stared at Yi Xing's receding back for a long time before she spoke, "What did he just say?"

"It's nothing..." Jian Yin blushed and shook her head, seeing Mian Zhi's serious expression, she couldn't help asking softly, "Don't you trust Brother Yi Xing?"

Mian Zhi didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "Don't you find it strange? Before he came, everything was fine."

As he said that, he glanced at the Naling cocoon that Jianyin was holding in his hand: "You can take this thing with you, but I don't think it will have much effect. If your evil spirit is so powerful, something should have happened in the year of the fog gone."

Jianyin understood what he meant, thought for a while and said: "Brother Yixing is also thinking about the year of the fog, and he didn't come to us on his own initiative. Speaking of which, he still has to ask Dahuang." After Yixing came to Qingze He didn't take the initiative to look for them. If it wasn't for the time when Rhubarb was scalded, he might not have been able to touch them until now.

Mianzhi finally found a chance to stand up and call the shots, and immediately tortured the big cat in his arms, holding its neck and scratching its belly: "Tell me, are you a spy sent by the enemy!"

Rhubarb meowed and thumped nonstop, making Jianyin giggle uncontrollably.

"Anyway, it's better to be careful in everything." Mian Zhi stopped her hands and said seriously, "If you have anything to do in the future, remember to consult with me first."

"Okay." Jian Yin nodded, watched Mian Zhi leave before entering the house.

Over there, Yixing has also returned to the pharmacy, shutting the door with a three-point gentle smile on her face.

Sure enough, compared to the smog years when oil and salt were not allowed to enter, the naive silver-cutting is much easier to manipulate.

He had planned for a long time, and he didn't expect that a few words for a while could make the two of them divorce.All he wanted was a thorn, a thorn that ached in the hearts of the two of them, keeping them awake day and night, and when the time was right, it could also become a sharp knife for killing people.

But this cotton branch is more troublesome than he imagined.

But it doesn't matter, after all, no one in this world can see through his embalming Gu.No matter how suspicious they are, they still can't guess the slightest clue.

Yixing flicked her wrist lightly, and a layer of fine black water droplets gradually emerged on her forearm.

The texture of the black water is difficult to distinguish, like thin grease or thick mucus, it flows down slowly along the white skin, leaving a layer of oily film with a strange luster, and finally it gradually transforms into the palm of Yixing out of form.

It was actually a nest of wriggling black Gu worms!

"Next..." He hooked his lips, gently stroking the Gu worm in his palm, "It's up to you."

When Jian Yin returned to the house, Wu Nian was leaning against the bed and reading a book. Seeing him coming back, he put down the book and said softly, "Why is it taking so long?"

"Talked with A Mian for a while." Jian Yin obediently walked over.

Wu Nian stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, and was crushed lightly. He lowered his head and saw the Naling cocoon tied around his waist, frowning and asked, "What is this?"

Jian Yin told a little lie out of selfishness: "Well, the sachet given by A Mian contains medicinal powder for calming the nerves." As he spoke, he held it up to Wu Nian's nose.

The Nian of the Fog smelled it, and there was indeed a pleasant medicinal fragrance, which was still somewhat familiar, so he didn't care about it any more.

Before Yixing left today, she had told Jianyin that she had to be restrained when she had a good time with Nian Wu.But this temperance is not temperance, and it is not up to the silver cutter to decide.

At night, he was bullied on the bed by the foggy year again, so he could only refuse shyly: "No, your heart will hurt again soon..."

"You don't care if it hurts in other places?" Wu Nian whispered while stroking his waist and holding his earlobe.

Jian Yin couldn't bear Wu Nian to treat him like this the most, so he immediately loosened his muscles and bones, lay limply on Wu Nian's shoulder, and compromised in a low voice: "That, that can only be done once..."

Wu Nian lowered his head and bit his lip, agreeing.

The clothes were all faded, and Jianyin remembered what Yixing said, that Naling Cocoon needs to be worn close to the body from time to time.Even though Mian Zhi said it was fine, he didn't want to take the risk, it was better to be cautious, so he took advantage of the foggy year not paying attention, tore off the Naling cocoon and stuffed it under the pillow.

So Wu Nian realized that today's Jianyin seemed to love this embroidered soft pillow especially, and hugged her tightly even if her legs were trembling after being inserted.

The face sculpted from pink jade was wet and flushed from crying, and he was babbling and rubbing against the pillow, as if he had been bullied terribly, and also seemed a little impatient.Such a pitiful and lovely expression is more seductive than in the past, making the anger in the lower abdomen of the foggy year more and more intense.

The one agreed upon earlier is naturally one in the year of fog, so it is difficult to say how many times it will take to cut silver.In short, after he was sent to the cusp of the love wave several times, he didn't have the energy to care whether the year of the mist kept his promise, and he hugged the soft pillow in a drowsy state and let the mermaid go.

In the shadow under the pillow, pitch-black mucus slowly overflowed from the plain white cocoon shell, wrapping the silvery white fingertips silently.The tingling pain that flashed across the fingertips was instantly swallowed by the rippling waves below him, leaving only a faint numbness.

On the second day, Jianyin undoubtedly overslept, and it was strange that the foggy year who always got up early hadn't woken up yet.

Presumably it was because he was too tired after the indulgence last night, and it was rare for the year of the fog not to sleep with him in his arms.Jian Yin felt a little aggrieved in a daze, and reached out to reach Wu Nian at the side, but suddenly woke up the moment he touched the other's skin.

His body temperature was already low, but Wu Nian's body was three points cooler than his.

Jian Yin sat up abruptly, opened her eyes wide and looked at her lover with a calm face.

"A Nian." He called softly, but no one answered.

He pushed Wu Nian's arm in a daze, but there was still no response.

As if his heart had been grabbed by someone suddenly, Yin Jian's lips and teeth trembled uncontrollably, he slowly stretched out his hand, and breathed in the breath of the foggy year.

His fingertips were icy cold.

impossible……

The scene in front of him was dazed for a moment, and Jian Yin hurriedly bent down again to press Wu Nian's chest.

There was silence.

how can that be……

"Ah, Ah Nian... You're kidding me, right... You frightened me... Stop playing..."

He rushed forward tremblingly, tears kept splashing on Wunian's skirt, splashing out circle after circle of hot dark water.Foggy Year's head and neck shook uncontrollably with his pushing, and finally fell to one side feebly.

Jianyin Liushen sat down helplessly, with only Wunian's pale and ashen complexion in his eyes, his trembling hands pulled his hair vigorously, and hissed mournfully——