In the body, not a little bit was spared.
Because of his existence, the entire Peacock Lake was in turmoil, and the water flow crazily rotated and overturned, forming a huge vortex with him as the center.
The crooning voice paused slightly, and then began to grow louder. In addition to the initial female voice, four or five other voices were added. There were male and female, like a ensemble, some high and some Low, ethereal and uncertain, it makes people's minds chaotic and confused.
Xie Bai was so cold that his flesh and blood ached, he was taken advantage of by the singing, and for a while, he really became unconscious.
But even though his consciousness was a little cloudy, he still didn't stop absorbing every trace of heat.
The temperature of the entire Peacock Lake plummeted, and after a while, ice floes began to appear on the edge, which became thicker and thicker, and gradually spread towards the center where Xie Bai was.
Amidst the churning water and the bewitching low-pitched singing, Xie Bai suddenly saw a few dark fish tails flung out of the water, the same color as Peacock Lake, glowing with a strange and beautiful light in the night.
There are sharks outside the South China Sea, and the water lives like fish.
Sharks are evil in nature, but good at singing and singing to charm people, even if the demon spirits are powerful, they will suffer a little bit if they fall into the hands of sharks. The merman's singing can evoke the deepest and most longing things in the heart, and can weave the most beautiful dreams... Unless you really have no desires and desires, you must be recruited.
However, there are too many people who have been recruited, so there is naturally a way to deal with it—that is, when the merman sings Charm, go with the flow, and simply sink into a dream first, and wait until the merman thinks he has succeeded and relaxes and silences , and then seize the opportunity to break the situation and fight back.
It's just... how could the merman who should be in the sea appear in this kind of place
This was the last question Xie Bai had before his consciousness disappeared.
In fact, this is the second time Xie Bai met a shark, so he knew what he would dream about... And this dream is not all fake, most of it is what happened in his memory...
As he expected, after the strange blue lake disappeared, it was replaced by a room he was once familiar with.
There was a small stove on the floor near the window. Something was burning in the hearth, and it made a light beeping sound. There was no smell of smoke or choking.
There was a clay pot on the stove, something was cooking, and there was a faint bamboo fragrance, and the warm air floated in the room.
This is the midwinter of Bingshen year, the sixty-second year that Xie Bai and Yin Wushu have lived together. In the twelfth lunar month, the biggest snowfall in ten years fell. It fell intermittently for many days, and a thick layer was accumulated. There is a row of long and short icicles hanging on it, like an inverted cone.
Xie Bai was beside the stove, bent over to lift the lid of the clay pot a little, and the billowing hot air came out from the slit.
He re-covered the pot tightly, sat back on the chair by the window, picked up the book that had been set aside, and planned to continue reading. But after reading two pages, his eyes fell on the couch next to him—Yin Wushu was sitting there with his eyes closed, wearing a wide-shouldered robe, his elbows resting on the padded armrests, his slender fingers curled, and his head resting lazily , the long and black hair was not bundled up, hanging down loosely on the couch, her posture was very leisurely, as if she was taking a nap.
But in fact, Yin Wushu is not taking a nap, but overhauling.
People with spiritual power only need to take a closer look, and they will find that Yin Wushu is surrounded by circles of gold threads, which is extremely oppressive.
This kind of overhaul, in his own words, is "as you get older, you need to adjust yourself from time to time to maintain the best condition." From Xie Bai's point of view, it is a big sleep every ten years, each lasting six to eight days.
During the few days of recuperation, Yin Wushu will completely isolate himself from the outside world and seal off his senses so as not to be disturbed.
Before each treatment, he would tell Xie Bai: "If I wake up in the middle, you just close the door, lock it from the outside, and go to another place for a couple of laps before coming back. It will take about a cup of tea. Why, don't stay in the house."
As for the rest of the time, Xie Baixu had to stay in the room, use a small fire, set up a clay pot that Yin Wushu had prepared in advance, and a pot of water from unknown origins, cook carefully, and cook until Yin Wushu closed his eyes. Cooked until he finished adjusting his breath, and kept boiling and dissatisfied.
But exhortations and exhortations, in fact, Yin Wushu doesn't always open his eyes halfway through Huihui.
Xie Bai has been with him for more than 60 years, and has adjusted his breath with him five times, only twice when he woke up for a while around the third day. Xie Bai obeyed his words, locked the door decisively and went to the courtyard the moment he opened his eyes, and looked again after having a cup of tea, Yin Wushu had already closed his eyes again, and everything in the room was the same as before, as if he had opened his eyes. did not take any other action