Doom Talisman

Ever since they knew that they had obtained the exercises, He Zhongzhe and Zhao Ting were both happy and worried.

With this ability, it is equivalent to having more confidence in survival, which can not only protect oneself, but also provide shelter for others.But after the confrontation with evil things, they gradually understand that mastering and using abilities is not an easy task, and being outnumbered is even more perilous.

What's more, they also saw last night that the hands of the evil thing had evolved, and those sharp nails with a black aura, if they were scratched lightly, they couldn't imagine what would happen.

If the original evil things only relied on thick tongues to strangle people, gnaw their teeth, and hardly used their arms, then now, they have developed this function.As for the original evil, ordinary people might be able to contain it with a burst of precautions, but now, it is not so easy.

The fire control technique is just a basic method among the five elements, it is not so rare and powerful.Now this formula is deeply engraved in He Zhongzhe's mind, and it has been used hundreds of times in two days. If it is said to be passed on to others, it is actually just a matter of lip service.

But He Jing once explained something to him, saying that no matter what kind of kung fu, if you want to practice it, you must have a talent for it.

Whether He Feng has it, he really doesn't know.

Covering his youngest son's hair with his big rough hands, he was silent for a while, He Zhongzhe said: "I'll teach you this skill, whether you can learn it or not depends on you." For this little son, he has never been afraid. Indulge, don't spoil, and clearly understand that at this time, only with responsibility and courage can we live better in this world.Children are no exception.

He Feng's big black eyes lit up "swish".

At six or seven in the morning, He Jing suddenly fell asleep and had a dream.

He clearly knew that he was dreaming, otherwise, how could he hold a man tightly in his arms.

The man was lying on the ground with his upper body close to him. His body was covered in blood and mud. His clothes were broken with holes and gaps of various sizes. The blood was still dripping from it, and the soil under him was stained red. .Don't even think about it, you know it's a serious injury.

He Jing looked carefully, but still couldn't see the man's face clearly. He was unconscious, his chest was no longer rising and falling, and he exhaled more air than he inhaled.

So he gave the man a little shake, and then said, "Are you okay? You need to find a doctor." Then he realized that in the last days, finding a doctor is easier said than done.

The surrounding environment can be seen at a glance as a wilderness, and I don't know what caused this person to suffer such a serious injury in this place.Just as He Jing was about to lift off the man's clothes to check the wound, he found that he opened his eyes at some point, staring fixedly at his face.

Then he made a hoarse voice, sighing: "Xiao Jinger, you are here."

He Jing suddenly realized that this was the person in his previous dream.Even the tone of calling out "Xiao Jing'er" is exactly the same.

It was weird enough to dream of the same person twice in a row, and he didn't seem to have any impression of this person.

He Jing is a cautious person. He carefully searched the memories in his mind, but he still couldn't find anyone who fit this image. "Xiao Jing'er" was his nickname when his grandfather was still alive a long time ago. Not many people know about it. But who is this person...?

He was distracted and thinking about something, but the man seemed a little unacceptable to this, and weakly accused: "I'm already like this, you, you..."

But after "you" for a long time, the picture freezes, which makes He Jing walk out of the dream.

When the sun was supposed to be out, it was still gray outside.

The only source of light in the cave was the fire under Ji Cheng's hand that was heating hot water. The little soldier looked up and saw that he had woken up, and laughed: "Grandpa, are you better?"

He Jing's complexion is normal now, there is nothing wrong with his body, and his mental strength has recovered well, so he returned a smile: "I'm much better, thank you for taking care of me last night."

With this smile, Ji Chengcheng didn't know how to answer. He wanted to carry the pot, but just touched the edge of the pot, and was scalded back again. He fumbled for a long time, and finally pinched his earlobe: "No, you're welcome, this is what it should be."

During the six months in A University, He Jing climbed onto the confession wall so many times that Liu Yi and the others couldn't count them for him.In the era of looking at faces, the appearance of a master of beauty is enough to make people's hearts surge.It's just that He Jing's always indifferent and refusal attitude has hurt many people's hearts. The setting of the high-cold male god has become more and more stable, so people have gradually forgotten that the photo of him smiling sideways at the beginning was in the vicinity of A University. The college rumors are crazy.

He Shen smiled and didn't want his life.

Not just talking.

"Oh my god, little benefactor, you look so good when you smile. You keep a straight face. We thought you couldn't laugh." After getting along with each other for two days, I found out a little bit of He Jing's temper. soldiers, and played a joke on him.

He Jing shook his head, but the smile on his face hadn't disappeared: "What are you cooking?"

"It's wild vegetables that my comrade-in-arms dug outside the cave. He knows them. They are non-toxic and taste good." Ji Cheng lifted the lid for him, and the air immediately filled with the scent of vegetables.

It is a good idea to eat wild vegetable soup with compressed biscuits.

He Jing also ate some.

The injuries of several people improved under the treatment of the medicine, especially Ji Cheng, who jumped up and down the most diligently. During the meal break, someone laughed and said: "Chengzi is indeed the youngest among us, look, This resilience is really incomparable to those of us salty and dried vegetables."

"Isn't that right? Except for Xiao Engong, he has been guarding this pot all the time. I said, Chengzi, it's a pity that you didn't go to the cooking class."

Ji Cheng was used to being teased by them, but at this time he was quite embarrassed: "I, I really recovered very quickly. If you don't believe me, take a look." The bowl-sized scar has scabbed over.

The crowd was amazed.

He Jing also went to see it, he helped Ji Cheng feel his bones, and fell silent.

Most of the broken bones have grown back.

After being injured for a hundred days, Ji Cheng is like a sudden medical miracle, stuck here abruptly, with a congenital body...

"How is it, benefactor?"

He Jing nodded, and said honestly, "You are indeed recovering soon."

Hearing this, all the rough old men put their hands on Ji Cheng's legs, and the experienced ones immediately figured out the way, and couldn't help being speechless: "This recovery ability is not ordinary people."

One of them pointed to his head: "Come on, Cheng Zi, tell me, did you eat and drink behind our backs? My head is still a little dizzy."

Another spat at him: "Brain damage can't be cured, stop struggling, okay?"

The soldiers laughed together, and He Jing also quietly listened to their chat.

Since he came to the cave, there has always been a sense of sadness among the soldiers. He Jing could guess that this had something to do with the two extra little dirt bags outside the cave.For these sexual and passionate people, he truly felt that it was worthwhile to save them by himself.

The conversation in the cave continued, and some curious people began to ask about He Jing's identity.In fact, this is what everyone has been scratching their heads and wanting to know.

"Little benefactor, I see that you have a student temperament, how could you go up the mountain alone at this time, have the beasts in the mountain been subdued by you?"

He Jing took a sip of wild vegetable soup, and when he heard the words, he swept all the people in the cave around, and replied: "The end of the world has come, so gather some herbs for emergencies." Thinking of the wild boar with its head and head separated in the space, he He nodded, "The beast is half-wisdom, but obsessed with killing, it has already been punished."

In just two sentences, the amount of information contained is huge.

After digesting for about half a minute, someone picked up the communicator beside him, with a confused expression: "So, the situation outside is really so serious? The end of the world?" The last two words were squeezed out from between the teeth .

It is also difficult for the rest of the people to accept it as if they are falling into a dream.

He Jing understood that it might be hard for people who have not seen the truth to believe it, so he added: "The order of the world has changed. When the injury is almost healed, you will go down the mountain. The situation in the ancient town will help you clear up your doubts."

From the bottom of his heart, Ji Cheng felt that He Jing would not lie to them, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Grandfather, it's so dangerous outside, won't you... come with us?"

After asking, I regretted it. These disabled people should be an out-and-out drag on the teenagers.

He Jing had already had a good meal, sorted the herbal medicines into serving sizes, and shook his head: "I won't leave right now."

The production of pills is on the agenda.His alchemy practice has just begun.

What He Jing adopted was the traditional method of making pills of traditional Chinese medicine—honey roasting method.By rummaging through things in his backpack, he took out a jar of honey from the space.After opening, pour it into the pot, add moderate water, and start heating to concentrate.Cook until silky, take it out of the pan and let it cool for later use.

In half a day, He Jing used up the whole pigtail and boiled three servings of Rejuvenating and Activating Blood Soup in one go.The soup rolled and bubbled in the pot and became thicker and thicker. After the water was almost boiled dry, it gradually turned into a hard paste, sticking dryly to the pot.At this time, pour the refined honey into it, stir-fry with the medicine paste and mix well.

The preparation method of the pills in "Fan Cao Pian" is simple and simple, and it seems that there is nothing new at all.He Jing was not arrogant or impetuous, put on double rubber gloves, and started to use the most primitive method, rubbing the pills with his hands.

Fortunately, the soldiers picked up a lot of branches yesterday, enough for He Jing to use.

The pills are round and the size of sycamore seeds. They are rubbed and placed on the leaves of camphor trees, waiting to be dried by the fire.

Compared with the decoction, the curative effect of the pill must be different in dosage, he took off his gloves, picked up one of the leaves, and quickly looked around in the hole: "I just made the medicine, I don't know the dosage. "

The matter of testing medicine is not a matter at all for the soldiers, okay?Everyone raised their hands: "I'll do it."

"I can."

"Haha, I can't kill anyone, let me do it."

……

So according to different doses, He Jing distributed the medicines to several people. There was still some leftover at the bottom of the previous honey jar. After waiting for the effect, he took out a box of rice cake slices from his bag and prepared to fry honey rice cakes to eat.

The food in his bag accounted for more than half of it, and it was fresh, convenient, rich and delicious, and it was so well prepared that he looked like someone who came to camp for a picnic.When the two donkey friends were there before, they murmured that he had a good life.

He Jing holds the space in his hand, and the entire mall belongs to him, so he has no reason not to be nicer to himself.

The smell of fried rice cakes wafted far away, Feng Yao walked halfway up the mountain and smelled it keenly.

He glanced back at the man who was a few steps behind, panting and embarrassed, his eyes were heavy.

The man got hairy when he saw him, and said repeatedly: "It's right in front, it's right in front. I won't lie to you, there is a cave there, there are five soldiers in the cave, and a young man. Without that young man, none of us would be able to live." Come down." He wiped his sweat while speaking, his face was covered with dust, and his eyes were full of fear.

This man was one of the donkey friends who left the cave earlier. The two walked down the mountain, supported each other, and marched towards the holy place in their hearts with all their strength. Feng Yao.

At that time, the entire surface of Feng Yao's car was covered in blood, and the speed of driving seemed to come from hell. In addition, the weather and environment were weird, and they almost didn't even have the courage to stop the car.But there were obviously people in the car, and they were eager to go down the mountain. They didn't hesitate for too long, and when the car approached, they rushed over to ask for help.

Unexpectedly, a black figure suddenly appeared from the bottom of the car, only half-length, human-like but not human-like, biting his companion's leg, both of them screamed out together immediately.

Feng Yao made a quick decision, and after killing the evil thing, he pushed the bitten person away, watching his movements closely.

The man will never forget the change that took place in his companion at that moment.Obviously it was the leg that was bitten, and after crying for a while with his waist hanging down, he covered his mouth tightly, his whole body trembled, and he didn't say a word.When he straightened up again, he saw that the face still looked like a human being, but it was clearly a monster.

He was so frightened that his body went limp. He saw the person next to him raised his hand and moved slightly. Before he could see anything clearly, the head of his "companion" fell to the ground.

He can guarantee that even when he faced the beast on the mountain, he didn't tremble like that.The person in front of him seemed to be a natural killer, but with just one glance, he explained everything.Then, lead the way up the mountain again.

When He Jing sensed something strange, he stopped serving rice cakes, turned his head, looked through the woods outside the cave, and seemed to see the overwhelmed and swaying posture of the grass and trees.

Seeing this, Ji Cheng couldn't help feeling nervous: "What's going on outside?"

With his index finger on his lips, He Jing said slowly, "Someone is here, two."

Everyone took a defensive posture, and a soldier asked in a breathy voice: "Could it be that the two donkey friends are back?"

He Jing shook his head, frowning slightly: "The breath is wrong."

Although the few people couldn't perceive it so clearly and specifically, they didn't doubt it, and the expressions on their faces became more and more wary. Those who picked up sticks picked up sticks, and those who moved stones lifted stones.

The formation outside the cave couldn't stop the living. He Jing had already held the mahogany sword in his hand when he didn't know whether the opponent was an enemy or a friend.

Not long after, two figures appeared one after the other.

There was only a small fire as a light source in the darkness, Feng Yao had good eyesight, and instantly recognized the person standing by the fire.

A soul-stirring glance.The figure that I have been thinking about these days and can't find anywhere is already close at hand.Without hesitation, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, raised a smile that he thought was very handsome, quickened his pace, and ran over with his arms open.

But within two steps away, he couldn't help but stop, his eyes full of disbelief.

He Jing held up his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Feng Yao's chest, his expression of probing and guarding was undisguised.

"who are you?"

The author says:

Amnesia, I really like it.