I felt that the golden thread was pulling towards the broken bone at the other end, and each step was a little laborious, but after each step was completed, I felt some hearty feeling.
But in the process, he also felt another taste creeping up in his body, it seemed to be mixed with the spiritual power injected by the copper coins into the body, along the silk thread, from the depths of the root bone to more and more. local spread.
A feeling of hot flashes and numbness, people inexplicably gave birth to endless restlessness and impatience, like ten thousand ants eating the heart, but not so painful.
Xue Xian forcibly suppressed the discomfort and tried to concentrate on pulling the silk thread upwards.
A little bit...
no, it's so hot...
Just under an inch left...
Damn, it's so hot...
Xue Xian went back and forth in such torment, and finally, at the last moment of his anxiety, he hooked the silk thread to the other end of the broken bone. At that moment, the entire back to the waist and then to the legs suddenly opened, and the heat flowed slowly into the legs along the root bone of the tendons and the thread that replaced the root bone...
became...
His heart was suddenly relieved, and it seemed that most of the grievances he had suffered for the past six months had been released at this moment. However, it's good not to relax. With this relaxation, the anxiety like ten thousand ants devouring the heart in the body is even more surging.
He heard himself take a deep breath, and the moment his senses such as hearing and touch suddenly recovered, he found himself sweating, and his sense of touch became extraordinarily sharp, so sharp... Wrinkles rubbed across his skin, making him shudder, and he was sweating again.
He was stunned for a moment in a daze, and before he could digest the relief of his legs and feet recovering, he was stunned by another flash of thought—
The effect of the ambergris seems to be... because the resonance of the copper coins... spread to his body...
At that moment, he only thought of four sentences:
Shoot yourself in the foot.
Heaven is good to reincarnate.
Harming others will always harm oneself.
Can this taste be tolerated? !
Chapter 67 Iron Army Card (2)
The sky outside had already turned into a deep bluish black before noticing it, and it was rare that there was no wind at night. The large swathes of wild forests in the entire mountain pass were silent, and there was not even the light noise of the leaves rubbing against each other, which was extraordinarily quiet.
The black bird, which was suspected to be raised by Xuan Min, flew out of the house after dark, and didn't know where it was nesting in the forest. Occasionally, it would make one or two chirps, lazily, and dragged for a long time.
It's just that this call doesn't sound like an ordinary bird, but a human sigh. In the middle of the night, it sounds particularly scary and haunted, so it's no wonder that such rumors spread.
The sigh was folded back and forth several times by the col, overlapping.
The mist that had been swept away by Xue Xian during the day reappeared at night, spreading out little by little from the depths of the mountain.
This mist is much heavier than ordinary water mist, and the cream is thick and white, and it will drown everything in a short while. Anyone walking in it, I am afraid that they will not be able to see all five fingers. Even if someone is close at hand, they can only hear their voices and not see them.
It was thanks to Shi Shizhang and Lu Nianqi that they had left early, otherwise they would have lost their lives when they met the white fog that had reassembled on the way.
However, unlike them, Xue Xian and Xuan Min were actually not afraid of this kind of fog, and the previous fog removal only took into account the two ordinary people. This kind of thing with duxing, they have some ways to block, and they will not be affected much by being in it.
After the mist had been dissipated once, when it gathered again, it was even denser than before, and even the small bamboo building in the mountain did not bypass, entering the house through the window, and even the inner room that was one story shorter was hazy. Smoke, water, and a little coolness.
While Xue Xian was in this cool mist, he was sweating profusely.
He frowned and tugged at the placket, and the placket that he had pulled several times was completely opened and hung loosely on his body.
The black robe did not show any wet marks, but it was actually soaked. Because of its thinness, wet sweat stuck to the shoulders and arms, and the drooping front was folded on the lower abdomen, from the neck to the The skin around the waist was exposed from wide to narrow.
After being half paralyzed for half a year, he lost a lot of weight, so that the muscles on his body were flattened a little, only a thin layer remained, soaked in a fine layer of sweat, and under the dim light, the outlines were drawn. There are some undulating marks.
He was still sitting on the table, supporting the edge of the table with both hands, his head bowed, his eyelashes wet with sweat, so that he half-squinted his eyes, but there was still a cloud in front of him.