Time... is really an unimaginable monster, it can kill the strongest man under the starry sky, and it can also turn the most precious medicine into waste. Zhou Dufu may not know medicine, but the pills he collected are very particular about the environment and the utensils used, but even so, there is still no way to keep the potency after hundreds of years.
Xu Yourong got confirmation from his silence, thought for a while, and then said: "If that's the case, then I'll sleep for a while."
At this time, she no longer coughed and fell asleep peacefully.
If you are about to enter eternal sleep, you probably won't be able to fall asleep until then. Looking at the sleeping girl, Chen Changsheng felt infinite admiration and respect. How strong willpower and spiritual power do you need to be able to sleep peacefully in such a situation
The flaming pill failed, how should he save her
After hesitating for a moment, he decided to use the method that made him hesitate for more than ten days in the grassland—the golden needle pushing the blood.
Pushing blood with gold needles is a method to stimulate vitality and blood strength, which is extremely harmful to people. Before his teacher Ji Daoren succeeded in reforming, this acupuncture method was basically classified as a sorcery by the state religion, and its use was strictly prohibited, even for Now, this acupuncture method cannot completely avoid serious side effects, so it is generally only used when the patient is dying.
In a sense, golden needle pushing blood is like the last sip of old ginseng soup.
Now that he had made a decision, he didn't hesitate anymore. He sat behind Xu Yourong, and untied the gold thread wrapped around his left ring finger. With a slight movement of his mind, the gold thread was as straight as a needle and pierced into the back of her neck like lightning.
It is very difficult to push the blood with golden needles, the most difficult thing is to penetrate the patient's medullary veins, and she is sleeping at this time, so it is just right.
Xu Yourong frowned slightly, feeling some pain, and woke up.
"Don't move, I'm treating you."
Chen Changsheng knew that she was young, but he didn't panic when things changed, and he remained calm when things happened. As long as he made it clear, he would cooperate. As expected, Xu Yourong quickly calmed down. His cold true essence was slowly sent into her body from the golden needle, and moved forward in her meridians and blood vessels like a tide, pushing away the toxins accumulated in her diaphragm, and at the same time dissipating her previous birth. suspicion.
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept gushing out from Chen Changsheng's forehead, and then they were frozen into ice beads, rolling down to the ground with a crisp sound. As time went by, the ground around the two of them was covered with frozen beads of sweat, which looked like a sea of pearls. Some ice beads rolled down the stone steps and traveled far away until they touched The huge black sarcophagus just stopped.
After a long time, the gold needle was withdrawn from the back of Xu Yourong's neck, and wrapped around Chen Changsheng's fingers again.
After a long time, he didn't speak, and neither did Xu Yourong.
He lowered his head and looked at the ice beads on the ground. He was a little sad, but more reconciled—the golden needle pushing the blood was the last method he could think of. It was very dangerous and violent, but even so, it didn't achieve any effect. .
This acupuncture method can stimulate the vitality and blood of human beings. Even the dying elderly on the sickbed can regain some energy and even regain a glimmer of life from the netherworld. However, this has no effect on Xu Yourong, because her blood has been completely exhausted, and her vitality has already been exhausted in the continuous battles and journeys.
If there is no firewood, no matter how high-temperature and blazing flames are applied, how can they be ignited
"Feel sorry."
It was not Chen Changsheng who said these two words, but Xu Yourong. She looked at him and smiled and said: "Although I don't know medical skills, I also know that the acupuncture technique you used just now is amazing. It's a pity that I am a patient who is too disappointing."
This is the truth, her holy light technique has cured many people in Zhouyuan, but that and medical skills are two different fields.
Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at her somewhat swollen but still beautiful face, and felt very depressed.
"Your blood is exhausted, there is no other way except to replenish blood, but we tried it a few days ago, your blood is a bit special, and the blood of monsters is meaningless to you, I even think that apart from your own blood , no blood is meaningful to you, so even if we can leave Zhou Garden, we may not be able to cure you."
He was honest with her about the situation. Telling the dying girl why she died has nothing to do with his respect for her strong will, but that he has a strong and even stubborn attitude towards death. People don't know how they came to this world, so leave this world You should be sober when you are in the world, so that it is not a waste of time to come to this world.
He didn't explain his thoughts to Xu Yourong, but Xu Yourong didn't feel sad, let alone vented his anger to him, as if he understood what he meant, he smiled and said, "But if you can leave Zhou Garden, at least you can survive."
After coming to this mausoleum, Xu Yourong often smiled, but that smile was actually very weak, and Chen Changsheng couldn't even bear to look at it.
"I haven't found a way to leave Zhou Yuan. I don't know if this will make you happier." He looked at her and said with a smile. He knew she couldn't be happy about it, but he hoped she would be happy about his bad joke.
Xu Yourong didn't feel happy, but the smile on his face gradually faded, looked at him and said calmly: "It seems that I will die."
Because of this sentence, this sentence was not the first time it appeared, Chen Changsheng suddenly felt that his chest was hit hard by a stone, and he was extremely sad.
I remember that night, she said that she was only fifteen years old, the same age as herself. It is the saddest thing in the world to be young, but life is over. It is the sadness that he has experienced in advance countless nights.
For death, he had prepared for a long time, and no one was more prepared than him. However, now that she was about to die in front of him, he still had nothing to do.
"I don't want to die." Xu Yourong looked at him and said seriously.
When she said this, she was not sad, her expression was still so calm, because she was not begging for his pity, but just telling him her thoughts at the last moment.
"You won't die." Chen Changsheng said.
Xu Yourong said: "You know I can't accept this kind of unconvincing comfort."
Chen Changsheng suddenly thought of something, was a little lost in thought, and said with a trembling voice, "You... you won't die."
Xu Yourong's expression was slightly different, and he didn't understand why his emotions suddenly became strange.
"You're not going to die."
Chen Changsheng repeated it for the third time, but this time, his voice was unusually calm and sure, and his clean eyes were extremely bright.
Xu Yourong thought he was a little crazy, and said, "You don't need to bear any responsibility for my death."
Chen Changsheng said, "But I don't want you to die."
Xu Yourong joked in a weary voice: "Aren't you a god? If you don't want anyone to die, then no one will die."
"Yes." Chen Changsheng's clear voice echoed in the empty tomb, so sure.
Xu Yourong stared at him blankly.
He laughed.
He didn't know why fate brought him into Zhou Garden and this mausoleum, whether it was because of that sword intent, or something else, but now he knew one thing: he might be able to change the fate of this girl.
In other words, he was her destiny, or at least a part of it.