Mercy's fingers were hot and burning.
"...I'll help you." Xue Xiangui said on a mission.
Xuan Min's attention was still in the book, and he heard a deep response, but he didn't look away from the page, and he didn't even stop his hand to turn the book. What does that sentence mean? Maybe Xue Xian's help means looking for books.
The words have already been thrown out, and there is no reason to take them back. So Xue Xian added another sentence: "I said dragon saliva."
Xuan Min froze as he turned the pages of the book.
Since the long saliva pit that was blocked by this wickedness has been beaten wave after wave, Xuan Min has always avoided getting too close to Xue Xian. Except for the fact that he couldn't walk, he had to hold him, and at the rest of the time, he deliberately avoided contact with Xue Xian.
Just like now, when he put the book by Xue Xian's hand, he walked back to the bookcase, instead of flipping through the desk.
It would be obvious that someone else would do such a move, but Xuan Min didn't do it so deliberately. After all, he was not a child who loved and got close to others. But Xue Xian was aware of this, and this was the reason why he wanted to get rid of the influence of Long Xiao earlier - lest this bald donkey would quietly avoid him all day long, like a ghost.
"I'll help you." Xue Xian flipped the pages back and forth unconsciously, and repeated to Xuanmin.
Xuan Min was silent for a moment, but turned to look at him, and asked in a deep voice, "How to solve it?"
His feelings were still indifferent and solemn, and he couldn't see the slightest sense of charm. Obviously, it was because Xue Xian had some normal way of doing things.
Xue Xian narrowed his eyes, bit the tip of his tongue, hesitated for a moment, and finally coughed: "Do you know what people often say when they meet Da Lao? Blocking is worse than sparse. How did you become a monk? I remembered it. Is there anyone in control of those clips? The precepts are not strict, isn’t there a saying, wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha’s heart is left, if no one is in charge…”
He didn't know whether it was to persuade Xuan Min or to persuade himself, he rarely had the patience to set up such a long list of words. However, the atmosphere in the room did not change at all, so that he was a little unsure of himself as he spoke, and his voice slowed down.
Xuan Min: "..."
Xue Xian: "..."
The two looked at each other with expressionless faces, but the words implied by their paralyzed emotions were completely different.
After being paralyzed for a long time, Xue Xian's temper came up, and finally he couldn't bear to throw the book in his hand on the table, and closed the page with a "slap", "What do you say, do you want to help? ?"
Xuan Min lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear what he said, and turned the page again, then he felt something in his pocket, and then swung his sleeves.
A piece of paper talisman was slapped on Xue Xian's forehead so impartially.
"I—" Xue Xian swallowed the swearing words back. He was blocked, unable to move, and he just choked for a long time before he let the old blood go. If it wasn't for this bad thing that happened because of him, he would have puffed out a long time ago, "Okay, you are amazing. But I advise you not to seal me, after all, I have to dig a grave for you."
There is also a reason for saying that the grave is digging. The effect of dragon salivation is not instantaneous, and it always requires a process. If he remembers correctly, the last time Xuanmin couldn't stand it until it fell into the night. Now the third time the energy of dragon saliva has not come up, this bald donkey is already like this, and when that energy comes up, if it is still so hard pressed, maybe it really won't survive.
After sealing Xue Xian, Xuan Min said, "No need."
No need for your grandma.
Xue Xian was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, but he listened to him again: "If you have nothing to do, you might as well use copper money to support your muscles and bones."
Raise your grandma.
When he opened his mouth once, Xue Xian was sullen and angry and wanted to reply. However, this bald donkey is invincible, and it may not be able to do anything when he returns, and maybe he will be even more angry. So Xue Xian muttered in his heart, "You live or die", and then closed his eyes to take care of himself and take care of his muscles and bones.
Xuan Min's copper coins are really useful, except that after a long time, they will inexplicably have some resonance and connection with Xuan Min, and there is almost no side effect. Xue Xian was quite relieved to use it to nourish his bones, so he sank in not long after, and could no longer hear any movement from the outside world.
Last time, it took one night to connect half of the golden threads in the bones. This time, for some unknown reason, the golden threads were connected much faster than before.
This copper coin is easy to use in his hands, it is like recognizing half of the master, and I don't know if it is because Xuanmin's side is smeared with dragon saliva, so that the two have a certain breath of each other.
Xue Xian can almost feel