something wrong

For anyone, life and death are but a moment.

Standing beside the bed, Zhu Banxian Hua Fubi opened his mouth to spit out a few bright red blood flowers, dotted on the quilt covering Yan Qitong.He hastily took out a pill from his body, chewed it up and swallowed it. After falling to the ground, he closed his eyes and meditated.

Yan Qitong woke up leisurely, the second half of the sentence still echoing in his ears.

She couldn't move for a while, but she didn't know whether it was because she couldn't move her body, or because she didn't want to move anymore subconsciously.

She has come back.

She looked at the bed curtain above her head in a daze, not going back, but coming back.She wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry.She had to adapt to her body's reaction again.Last time I had no memory, but this time I clearly knew that I went to Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge.She thought, no matter how outrageous things happen in the future, she can't be surprised. The world is not crazy enough and scary enough.

The blood seemed to be flowing bit by bit, from the heart through Wuzang to the extremities, the whole body was warmed up, and Yan Qitong slowly sat up from the bed.It's not as uncoordinated as last time, and it doesn't have the weak and weak feeling of last time, as if it's just a sleep, full and full, and relaxed.

She lowered her head to look at herself, and it was indeed Yan Qitong; when she looked up again, she saw a man sitting at the foot of the bed with blood dripping from the corner of his lips, wearing a green cloth Taoist robe, but it was Zhu Banxian whom she had seen before.

She suddenly remembered that the voice that called her back at the bridge of Naihe was Zhu Banxian's.just why...

Zhu Banxian suddenly said: "She is in the * Valley, ten miles east of the suburbs, you go now, in time to see her for the last time."

Yan Qitong was startled when he heard this, and shifted his gaze a little, and saw the tightly closed door—the door that was pushed open by Sang Zi that night.

Sangzi.Yan Qitong was shocked. Among the people she knew here, she was the only one with the weakest body, and her life was always threatened.Could it be her that Zhu Banxian was referring to?

"What happened?" Yan Qitong hurriedly got off his shoes and asked anxiously.

Zhu Banxian shook his head and dared not speak again.

On the way to Huangquan, things changed on the way.

At that time, when Sangzi said that he didn't regret it, Zhu Banxian had already calculated the accident.If that person never returned, this person might replace him, but she didn't want to.

He is known as a half-immortal, but he has not ascended to the Tao, and he has borrowed the power of gods.He couldn't figure out more, so he didn't know that this Huangquan road would be so crowded that he wanted to compete with others for his soul.

Although he knew that the girl named Kejin was different, he didn't know that there was someone else paying attention.On August [-]th, the whole family was reunited, but he came to the Sangzi mansion alone to do the work for Miss Kejin.It's not that Zhu Banxian has never done chasing souls, but with a psychic, it's not a difficult task, so he just deals with it normally.

Lighting incense and chanting mantras, a piece of talisman paper sacrificed to his blood was struck down, and a trace of his soul disappeared out of thin air.He still can't extract his own soul to chase after him, and it's very dangerous, if he doesn't do it well, he will lose a few souls and become like a dementia.

In hindsight he could only think, fortunately, fortunately.

He didn't expect that someone would steal his soul and house on the road to Huangquan.

As soon as he chased down the talisman, he saw another piece of talisman fluttering in front of him, but it was a forbidden soul talisman.If the talisman is answered, the imprisoned soul is like being put into a box, but it is not in the six realms of heaven and earth, it seems to be in the center of chaos, and no one can open it, including those who practice it.Of course, this is a very powerful talisman, and the people who practiced it have sinister intentions, because they must be thrown into the alchemy furnace to be refined in the furnace.

The situation has changed, Zhu Banxian thought that since people are in the light and in the dark, of course they can only walk around quietly. For a while, they didn't even dare to search for Miss Kejin's soul.

At the same time, Zhu Banxian also slowly found some tricks.That day when he went to Sangzi's house with Miss Qiu's family, after he left, he clearly saw the national teacher in the palace mixing with the people passing by on the street, heading towards Sangzi's house.At that time, he just glanced at it and didn't think of anything else, but not now.

In Hongjing, there are all kinds of people. Among the people he knows, only the witchcraft of the national teacher has such magic weapon training skills, but I don’t know how he also participated in this road .If you want to talk about its origin, he also knows a little about the person in Sangzi. Her master and the national teacher are in the same hall as ministers, so I'm afraid there may be contacts.Zhu Banxian had some things that he couldn't see clearly at first, but now he could clearly see them like candlelight approaching.The so-called robbery of the soul is one of them. That Sangzi is seriously ill. It is said that she is far away in the valley tonight. I don’t know if she can survive it. It is not difficult.

Then he couldn't figure it out.If Sangzi deliberately kept Miss Kejin by his side in order to win her back, why did he let himself wake her up?When others wake up, what if her life is in jeopardy?

Zhu Banxian thought too much and almost lost his mind, so he quickly grabbed hold of him and walked forward slowly.

Most things in this world are half-clear, and it is rare to be confused.Well, he just collects people's money and does things for them, as long as he doesn't do anything that hurts the nature, morality and morality, forget it.

Sure enough, before Zhu Banxian saw the talisman, there was a figure flashing among the many Bianhua flowers, but for some reason, the man stopped suddenly, and he didn't know that there were two talisman papers behind him.

Seeing her brushing close to a Bianxian flower, Zhu Banxian lowered his head as if to sniff it, and couldn't help but click tut in his heart.Although the flowers on the other side are beautiful, they can't be smelled, and they will remember some things in the world.Since a person has passed away, why bother to carry so many burdens that he cannot enter the six realms of reincarnation with peace of mind.Some ghosts who are reluctant to reincarnate and linger in the underworld are bewitched by the Bianhua flower and contaminated with its fragrance, so they are too nostalgic and can't let go of their life.However, if you can get over your knots, go up the Naihe Bridge, see the Wangchuan Water, and drink Meng Po Soup, you will be cleansed again.

As soon as Zhu Banxian came to Huangquan, he wanted to hide his breath and closed his breath.Without this consciousness, it will not be affected by the other side flower, and at the same time it will not be so easy to be discovered by the previous talisman paper.However, if it was him, Jihun would be the best time at this time, because the memories produced by Huaxiang would make that person unable to take care of his side, so it would be easy to attack.

Indeed, he thought so, and the Dao Talisman also seized this opportunity, and this opportunity was fleeting, so he used all his energy to arrest that soul.

However, Youdao is intentional and unintentional. Zhu Banxian didn't know that someone was robbing his soul before, and the person who robbed the soul didn't know that someone was following at this time, and the oriole was behind.

The so-called fighting method means that the strength of the mana is the strength of the same faction, and the righteousness of the blood is the difference between the different factions.Compared with the national teacher, Zhu Banxian knew that he was a monk halfway, so he had no choice but to catch the other party by surprise and fight hard.

After the soul of Miss Kejin sniffed the fragrance of the flowers on the other side, she continued on the road unconsciously, but behind her, there was a flash of light, and the two talisman papers collided.

The soul restraining talisman of the national teacher should have used an object on Miss Kejin, it seemed to only target her, but it had no effect on Zhu Banxian, and Zhu Banxian didn't have a soul on it, so he wasn't afraid.It's just that the person who cast the spell will become angry after knowing that he has been ruined by others, and then cast a talisman to chase after him, so he must make a quick decision.

Zhu Banxian doesn't like refining weapons, but he is proficient in incantations. He usually invites his upper body to gain some insights.He thought to himself that you are also trying to plot against others, and I can't be considered despicable, so he urged Li Shengsheng to knock out the soul consciousness attached to the talisman paper, and then chanted the spell to cut off the vitality of the talisman. The cinnabar on it dissipated and turned into a piece of white paper, and before it fell on the Yellow Spring Road, Zhu Banxian shot the talisman all the way, desperately chasing Yan Qitong.

"puff--"

* In the valley, someone spurted a mouthful of blood.

Cao Xiuchun, who was guarding the door, immediately smelled the smell of blood. He frowned and looked up at the sky.

Tonight is August [-]th, the night of Mid-Autumn Festival.

The moon hangs in the sky, like a huge silver plate held there by no one to follow, as if it is about to fall down at any time, and it is about to crush all kinds of life in this world.

Who said that the moon is gentle, Cao Xiuchun just felt that her eyes were very cold and ruthless.

That day he took the national teacher to Sangzi, but he was told that Sangzi had just seen off a guest, hadn't rested yet, and was still in Yan Qitong's room.He didn't tell Sangzi about his intentions, but if the national teacher came forward, there was no guarantee that Sangzi would guess and disagree, so he immediately took the national teacher away.

"If it's really like leaving the soul, it's not difficult. The court envoy just needs to help me take a few hairs or a piece of nail from her before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I can find out the truth."

Naturally, this was not a difficult task. After a few days, Cao Xiuchun came to the door again, and personally administered acupuncture to Yan Qitong to help her blood flow.Where the soul of this woman is is not important to him, but this body must be kept alive.When applying the needles, he took some of Yan Qitong's hair with his back on his back. After thinking about it, he pricked her fingertips with a silver needle and dipped a few drops of blood in the handkerchief.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches day by day, Yan Qitong misses his hometown day by day. He goes to the palace every day to read medical books and experiment with acupuncture and moxibustion decoctions.She was naturally grateful that the master could lend a helping hand at this time.

At the same time, she had to prepare for herself.

On the outskirts of the city, there is a valley ten miles to the east. Although it is a valley, it is actually a small valley. There used to be two families in it. Later, she suffered from several illnesses. In order to find a suitable place to avoid human habitation, she came here. Bought by her in its entirety.She has not been in Hongjing for the past few years. The master said that *gu has never changed hands. Perhaps, it is because she is afraid that there will be such a day.

*Because of the special terrain of the valley, it is easy to condense clouds and collect rain, but there is an advantage. Once Sangzi gets sick, the cold air will only be brewed in it, and will not radiate outward. As long as no one enters, it will have no effect.

There was still a house left by the previous family. Sangzi hadn't been demolished, and now it was enough to clean it up. She only packed a few clothes, and went with the master with her medicine box and backpack.

As for Yan Qitong, she could only leave it to Qiu Ying, and she really couldn't take care of both.She didn't know if she could survive this night, but she only hoped that Zhu Banxian could bring Yan Qitong back from Huangquan Road as he said—everyday, if the patients she met couldn't be healed by medicine and stones, she would pray for the blessings of all gods. Although she didn't say it, she didn't think so in her heart.Naturally, human illnesses need to be healed by human beings. Diseases that cannot be healed by human beings all depend on God’s will. How can God’s will manage so much?

But now, far away from Yan Qitong who was still on the sick bed with a peachy face, Sang Zi felt very uneasy and unable to help, so he could only pray for God's blessing.