After fleeing the wasteland and farming, he made a rebellion

Following Zhang Yunniang's gaze, everyone looked at the little Taoist priest wearing a dusty tattered Taoist robe lying side by side with Sun Fuquan. His eyes were closed at this time, his face was dark, and he seemed to be in a bad condition.

"Maybe it was because he sucked in some snake venom when he sucked the poisonous blood from the wound with his mouth for Siwa." At that time, the little Taoist priest had treated Sun Fuquan's wound and explained a few more words before he passed out. Sun Wangui's guess, but it is estimated that eight or nine are close to ten.

"My God! How can this be good?" Zhang Yunniang couldn't help worrying about the little Taoist priest, "Fuxi's father, this little Taoist priest is the savior of our fourth child, so don't worry about it."

"I know." Although Sun Wangui was embarrassed, he still gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go find a doctor for the little Taoist later."

"But now that the city gates are closed, where can you find a doctor?" Zhang Yunniang frowned.

"I'll go out and inquire to see if there are any traveling doctors." Even if there are, I'm afraid they will leave here with the people who returned home and opened up wasteland.He said again: "It's really not possible, I beg the soldiers guarding the city to find it in the city." But he knew better that they didn't have a few copper coins in their hands, and even if they invited a doctor, they couldn't afford the consultation fee, let alone the medicine.Saying these things right now is obviously slapping a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

"In-laws," Chen Liehu said, thinking of their family's difficulties, "Let me take a look."

"You know how to see a doctor?" Sun Wangui's eyes widened, not to mention how surprised he was.

Chen Orion smiled brightly, "I don't know how to see a doctor, but I have been hunting all year round, so I can still treat some wounds. In addition, I have some experience in being bitten by a snake."

"That's good, hurry up and take a look."

"it is good."

In fact, the situation of the little Taoist is not difficult to judge, it is the sequelae of inhaling snake venom.After feeling his pulse beating strongly, and checking that his lips were not black and purple, and there was no white foam in his mouth, Chen Liehu felt that the problem did not seem to be serious.But he was not a real doctor after all, so just in case, he asked An to go to his shack to get some detoxifying herbs that he picked on the mountain before, and boiled detoxification soup for the little Taoist priest and Sun Fuquan to drink.

Although Sun Fuxi couldn't help, but after seeing that Sun Fuquan's wound was treated well, he knew that the little Taoist priest had two brushes, so he would definitely not play around and kill himself, so he wasn't too worried.

Just those bunnies waiting to be baked!It doesn't seem very fragrant.Thinking of this, she felt a little depressed.

Sensing her emotional transformation, the little mouse squeaked.

how?Sun Fuxi raised his eyebrows and looked at the little mouse, are you trying to comfort me?

The little mouse seemed to understand what was in her heart, and after a few "Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi" yells, it nodded again and again.

I'm just a foodie mentality. Of course, the fourth brother and the little Taoist are more important than eating rabbit meat.

"Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi" the little mouse yelled a few more times, but Sun Fuxi was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.She has passed CET-[-] and CET-[-], but she is not proficient in rat language!

The little mouse was also aware of this, and when others went out to cook medicine and roast rabbits for dinner, and only Sun Fuxi was left in the shack to look after the two comatose teenagers, it raised its right front paw and bit a small hole with its blunt teeth, which was extremely painful. Squeezing out a drop of blood, when Sun Fuxi turned his head to look at it, he injected that drop of blood accurately from the center of Sun Fuxi's eyebrows.

The connection between Sun Fuxi and it, which was not so clear before, became extremely clear in an instant.

"Master, Xiaobao has finally found you." Xiaobao, the Treasure Hunting Mouse, was so excited that he burst into tears.

"Don't cry yet," Sun Fuxi frowned slightly, "Master? You can't be my contracted spirit beast, are you?" The reason for this speculation is entirely because of that dream.

"Master, do you remember?" Xiaobao wiped his tears and was very excited, "I am indeed the spirit beast you contracted in the world of cultivating immortals, so we don't need to make a contract with you in this life. We can have telepathy with each other, and we can be like Nowadays, it is generally possible to communicate through spiritual consciousness without speaking." The reason why it appeared near here was because it sensed the existence of Sun Fuxi.

"But I didn't think of anything." Sun Fuxi said truthfully.

"You really don't remember the past?" Xiaobao was a little depressed, "Does that mean I don't even remember?"

"It depends on when you are asking. If it happened in modern times, I still remember some things. But if it happened in other times, I don't have any memory at all."

Xiaobao thought about it carefully and nodded, "The master's original body was wiped out that time, and his soul almost disappeared. It's normal not to remember the past." He cried and said, "But it's good that the master can be reborn. I can't see the master."

"Although I can't remember what you said, you can tell me!" It happened that she was also very curious about the world of cultivating immortals.

"That's right!" Xiaobao wiped away his tears, "I can talk to Master!" Then he told her about Sun Fuxi's experience in the world of cultivating immortals.

Sun Fuxi originally thought that he should be a very powerful existence in the world of cultivating immortals, maybe he should be a full-level boss, even if he died, he should be vigorous.

It turned out... she was wrong, very wrong.

In the world of cultivating immortals, she is just an outer disciple of a sect of cultivating immortals, and she relies on planting spiritual plants in exchange for cultivation resources.The reason for her death was even more embarrassing. It was a fight between two master cultivators. She suffered an indiscriminate disaster, and was turned into scum in seconds by the group attack skills of one of the masters.

From this point of view, her experience in the world of cultivating immortals is simply not worth mentioning!

But there was one thing she was curious about, so she asked, "When I was in the world of cultivating immortals, I didn't have a space or something?" This is like a standard configuration of Xiuxianwen!

"Yes, I have!"

Sun Fuxi was overjoyed by Xiaobao's answer.Ha, let's just say, since she can time travel and be reborn, she can get the heroine script properly.

As a result, Xiaobao's following words were like a basin of cold water, giving her a clear understanding.Feel sorry!She was thinking too much.

Xiaobao said: "The master originally had a very large space. Planting spiritual plants in it can not only improve the quality, but the growth rate is twice that of the outside world. The master's cultivation in it is also more effective. It's a pity that when the master's body was wiped out, the space also shattered. Cracked."

"That is to say... gone?" Can a cooked duck still fly?

"Yes," Xiaobao nodded, "but thanks to the protection of the space, otherwise the master would have lost his soul, and Xiaobao would also have lost his soul because of his contract with the master."

"Could it be because there is space that I can be reborn or time travel?" She boldly guessed.

"should be."

"Then I didn't leave anything behind?" It's impossible to say no regrets, but people are greedy, and they always want to get something before they are reconciled.

"Yes, but it's not a valuable item."

"It's better than nothing!" Sun Fuxi frowned, "What is it?" Their family was on the way to flee from famine, and she would never dislike it no matter what it was.

"That's it." As he spoke, Xiao Bao spat out a dusty pouch the size of a purse from the storage bag in his body.

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