Substitution is a substitution after all, and can only play a temporary role. If you want to truly recover, you still need to get the remaining spine back...
But so what, at least he can walk and run now, and this alone is enough to make Xue Xian feel comfortable. This sense of relief can even overshadow all other emotions.
He even forgot his embarrassment, walked steadily up the steps, walked to the door of the outhouse, pointed his finger at the second wheelchair by the door, raised his chin and rushed over to Xuan Min and said, "Thank you, fifty Maybe it will come in handy later in the year.”
Xuan Min: "..."
If you let this evil barrier run around in the house, and there is no way to use it, he may be able to say more bastards to ask for a fight. So Xuan Min didn't delay any longer, and immediately took the dazed wounded soldier and walked out of the mountain col with Xue Xian.
Neither of them were afraid of the fog in the forest, nor were the wounded soldiers even human, so naturally they were not afraid.
So they quickly got out of Dustpan Mountain, and along the foot of the mountain, they went around the village in the south in the dark.
Although the valley is full of fog and miasma, the outside of the mountain is clear and clear. It was rare that there was no rain or snow at night, and the silver moon hung like a hook on the top of the mountain, paving the mountain road with a layer of frost-like white.
When Xue Xian actually walked, it was actually light and steady, neither hurried nor slow, and silent. It was different from his usual xingzi, but somewhat similar to Xuan Min.
His black robe was light and drapey, and when he turned around the mountain road, the night wind would pick up some corners, and sometimes it would swipe across the grass on the side of the road. The half of his body facing the crescent moon was outlined by the moonlight, straight and slender, while the other side blended into the night with the black robe.
When walking on the mountain road with Xuan Min, it happened to be black and white.
Just as they were halfway there, the bells and drums in Qingping County were already ringing, and they spread from the city to the outside of the city layer by layer. In the villages on the south side of the mountain, the crowing of roosters and the barking of dogs also rang out, one after another.
And when they walked to the village monument, most of the people in the village were already awake, and people were talking vaguely.
After all, with a resentful ghost, even a resentful ghost with an incomplete soul will scare people. So before entering the village, in order to save unnecessary trouble and delay too long, Xue Xian added a shield to the two and the ghost. Can't hear them speak.
"How do you get to your house?" Xue Xian asked.
The wounded soldier pointed to the depths of the village, "Follow this road, there is a pond over there, turn along the pond and turn to the back."
"Let's go then." Xue Xian was speaking when he suddenly heard a faint sigh not far away.
The sigh was extremely abrupt, and it looked very scary in the village where the night had not yet dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, someone in the village screamed, and the noise of people suddenly increased, it seemed to be very flustered, and someone's dog barked wildly, causing more echoing dog barks.
However, this terrifying sigh was not unfamiliar to Xue Xian.
He looked up and sneered, "I really know the time."
Chapter 70 Passersby (1)
The voices of the people in the village still did not stop, it sounded like a swarm of ants, buzzing constantly. Several relatively sharp voices stand out—
"Ghost bird! The ghost bird is here—"
"Why did the ghost bird come to our village, is it possible that someone has brought bad luck?"
"Come on, it's going to die-"
"The dead shouldn't be there, but there must be something wrong!"
The so-called ghost bird is not a rare thing, it is the black bird that has been nesting in the dustpan mountain all the year round, suspected of being raised by Xuanmin. It is probably because of the thick fog and miasma of Dustpan Mountain all year round, and the sound is so unique that it was demonized by the people of the village at the foot of the mountain.
As if the black bird was a broom star with wings, if it turned a few more laps, the whole village would have blood and bad luck.
"Hey—" The faint sigh sounded again, and Xue Xian's mouth twitched when he heard it. This sigh may be just a little panic to others, but it is not the same to him. After all, when he declared Yin, this sigh passed through the heavy fog and kept singing in harmony with his own panting.
This is rather embarrassing.
As soon as Xue Xian heard this voice, his brain hurt, his cheeks were sore, his hands were numb, he wanted to shoot birds, and he wanted to eat people.
But the black bird seemed to be a sophisticated one. After circling around the village for a few times, he didn't know what kind of trick he had, but he dived straight towards Xue Xian and the others.
Fortunately, the three of them had not yet reached the depths of the village, otherwise the surroundings would be a mess.
The black bird is not at all sensible, it circled around the two of them, steadily