Before, this kind of thing was just a scratch to him, not at all threatening, and it would not have any burden or influence afterwards, but now he can't be so chic.
Because over the past year, his health has inexplicably started to deteriorate. In the past, it was a joke if someone said that a prostitute would be afraid of the cold, would have chills, or suffer from ordinary people's diseases. But this year, he felt that his body was developing into the state of an ordinary person.
Especially in the past half a month or so, he actually started to cough because of the cold, and he coughed intermittently for so long and it didn't get better, but it got worse.
The shock that Jiang Xin felt just now didn't completely dissipate until he landed, on the contrary, there was still a buzzing aftertaste floating in his head and ears, which made him a little nauseous.
He hugged the cat and lay there with a pale face, his head slightly lowered, but his back was habitually straightened to the floor. After a while, he sucked all the water off his body, took a few steps, and sat down on the sofa.
For some reason, when he closed his eyes to ease the shock, he inexplicably thought of what Yin Wushu had said to him when he was a child.
Chapter 11
They were still living on Guyang Street at that time, with the river behind the house and a courtyard in front of the house.
It was an evening in late spring, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard were in full bloom, misty, but they couldn't stand the slightest wind, and a few petals would fall from time to time.
Yin Wushu was lazily sitting at the stone table under the tree and drinking. This man has always been very particular, even drinking wine. After filling up a glass, he insisted on picking a peach blossom to garnish it in the wine, which is very coquettish. It's fine for him to rape alone, and he also likes to take Xie Bai, who is just over ten years old, together.
He forbade Xie Bai to drink alcohol at a young age, so he brewed a pot of spring tea for Xie Bai, poured it into a porcelain cup, it was a light blue color, and he also pretended to be adorned with a peach blossom.
Xie Bai was looking at the collection of books turned over from his room at that time, glanced at the peach petals, but did not speak. It wasn't until Yin Wushu drank the wine from the corner of his eye that he turned the pages of the book and said, "I saw insects land on the flowers this morning."
Yin Wushu wanted to spit it out as soon as he took a sip of wine: "..."
Xie Bai looked up at his green face, pursed his lips and smiled, and continued to read with his head down.
Yin Wushu refilled a glass of wine angrily, this time he didn't slurp it, and just opened his mouth to pour it into his stomach, probably to cover up the shadow of the bug, then he raised his hand and patted Xie Bai's head, saying, "I have something to say in the future." Say don't hold back on purpose, you will be able to play tricks at a young age, who did you learn from?"
Xie Bai did not raise his head: "You."
Yin Wushu thought about it and felt that this statement was very reasonable and there was no way to refute it, so he just laughed it off.
"How does it feel to be bound by the soul?" Xie Bai flipped through the book and suddenly asked a question.
"What are you looking at?" Yin Wushu was taken aback by the question.
Xie Bai held up the book and shook it in front of his eyes, saying, "Soul binding technique."
Yin Wushu gave a soft "oh", then lowered his head to pour the wine, took a few sips, and then replied slowly: "I don't know, but it will definitely not feel good, after all, this is the root of life. That Taowu pawn boss Luo who always cheats you with strange things, he was slapped a few days ago, he was shocked, vomited for three days, dizzy and buzzing in the head, these two days are just a little better, this is all It's light...you can imagine how uncomfortable it would be if it was heavier."
Yin Wushu's description at that time was exactly the same as Xie Bai's feeling now.
No matter what the white fragments were, Xie Bai felt a little ridiculous for rushing to his foundation so simply. Contacting his recent increasingly abnormal physical condition... He frowned suspiciously.
Could it be that someone put him behind his back
Enduring the nausea, he frowned and sat upright, then reached out and opened a carved wooden box on the table, in which were several old copper coins.
Xie Bai grabbed six of them, no more and no less, and let go of his backhand, and sprinkled them on the square table. He straightened his slender middle index finger, flicked it a few times deftly, arranged the copper coins according to the state of front and back, and then stared at all the copper coins for a few seconds.
The little black cat in his arms had already been unbound from the spirit bondage, and he was straightening his neck to look at the hexagram of copper coins. He had just glanced at it, but Xie Bai raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said, "What are you looking at?"
The little black cat purred twice in protest, and pulled Xie Bai's hand off with hands and feet. When it looked at Fang Ji again, Xie Bai had put the six copper coins back into the wooden box , put the lid on.
The little black cat seemed unwilling, and looked up at him.
Xie Bai lowered his head and glanced at it, and said, "Okay, I didn't figure it out, and you can't see it even if you look at it."