The temporary operating table became a simple legal table again.
Feng Chong held a cinnabar pen in both hands and muttered something.
Er.
"Brother Bo, calm down and concentrate!"
Bo Ziyu, who was sitting opposite, quickly closed his eyes and assumed a posture with five hearts in the air.
Feng Chong had already stepped forward with his pen, lit cinnabar on the opponent's eyelids, and shouted at the same time:
"One stroke seals the eyes."
With a flick of his wrist, he made another stroke on the tip of his nose.
"Two strokes to seal the nose."
Turn the pen tip again and point towards both ears.
"Three strokes seal the ear."
Turn your wrist and swipe it on your lips.
"Four seals."
The last point is between the eyebrows.
"Five strokes seal the soul."
After the cinnabar dotting was completed, the nervous expression on Bo Ziyu's face suddenly changed, and the skin and flesh on his face relaxed, as if he had entered the deepest level of sleep.
Feng Chong took two more incense sticks, one on Bo Ziyu's bun and one on the monster insect. He lit it immediately, but strangely, the green smoke from the two incense sticks did not float up, but instead attracted each other, slowly
Float towards each other, and finally become entangled in one place.
A man and a demon were separated by most of the table, using incense and cigarettes on their bodies to connect with each other.
Feng Chong quickly twisted it again.
"Soul crossing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two entangled (harmony) light smoke trembling rapidly, as if something was passing through the smoke. After a while, the trembling subsided, and the smoke returned to its light and floating appearance.
.
On both sides of the smoke, the parasitic monsters seemed to be getting more and more dead, and there seemed to be some subtle changes on Bo Ziyu's sleeping face.
Immediately afterwards.
Feng Chong used the tip of his pen as a knife and made a faint stroke in front of Bo Ziyu's mouth.
"Open your mouth and tongue."
After doing all this, he exhaled a long breath, and his expression became a lot sluggish, but he immediately cheered up, took out a compendium of medicinal materials, stared at Bo Ziyu, and read:
"Astragalus."
The room is silent.
Occasionally, there is a light crackle of the lamp wick, and two strands of cigarette smoke curl up and twist in harmony.
After three or four heartbeats.
"Astragalus."
Bo Ziyu's voice sounded vaguely, and his voice was completely different from his usual speaking tone.
But the look in Feng Chong's eyes was certain, and he continued to read:
"Ucommia ulmoides."
Bo Ziyu learned to speak again.
"Ucommia ulmoides."
"Cassia."
"Cassia."
…
After the names of a dozen medicinal materials.
"Zi Xuan."
This time, there was no response for a long time.
Feng Chong waited patiently for a few seconds, finally showed a hint of joy, and quickly drew a mark on the page.
Read again:
"Three-seven."
…
Time passed by minute by minute.
Only one third of the two sticks of incense were burned.
Feng Chong's brows could not hide the look of fatigue, but he still managed to hold on and read out the name of the next medicinal ingredient.
"Santos."
There was no response this time, so Feng Chong habitually wrote to mark it down, but suddenly glanced at Bo Ziyu.
But under the captain's relaxed expression, there was actually a strange smile hidden at the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly.
A numbness shot up on my scalp.
"Do it quickly!"
He suddenly shouted.
"The law has failed!"
The words just fell out.
Bo Ziyu suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth to the extreme. His tongue (harmony) stretched out of his mouth. Then, his two teeth suddenly closed and he was about to bite off the tongue (harmony).
In a critical moment.
A hand rushed over and pinched his teeth.
But it was Li Changan who was protecting him and noticed something was wrong early. He saved the person with one hand and cut off the incense stick on his bun with the other hand.
But I saw the entangled light smoke in the air suddenly trembling, and then like a long whale sucking water, all the smoke rolled back and shrank into the incense on the parasitic insect, and then was pulled out by Feng Chong.
…………
The two professions of Taoist priest and doctor are usually linked together.
Qingping's great reputation in Xiaoshui is not only due to her profound Taoism, but also to her long-term participation in free clinics nearby.
Therefore, it is normal for Shuiyue Temple to always have medicinal materials.
Taoist Feng wiped his old face, invited Taoist boy Wuyou back, and promised the Taoist boy a few packs of fruit, some cakes, and a few stories, and then asked the little Taoist boy to take out Zixuan, nightshade, Chonglou, Jing, etc. from the medicinal material storehouse.
Tian, Changqing, and Xuejian each have a copy.
These six medicinal herbs were all things that Bo Ziyu, who had just been possessed by the demonic insect, had not spoken out, or was afraid to speak out.
After getting the medicinal materials, the three of them, who were almost exhausted, didn't have the time to cook them.
Simply grind the medicinal materials into powder and shape it into a big pill.
Because the mud demon was banned, he could not swallow it, and of course he could not take it orally. So he had to stuff the pill through its anus (harmony), and then use chopsticks to poke it into the demon insect's body.
All personnel are exhausted.
Next, all we have to do is wait for destiny.
…
The long candle burns short and the short candle burns out.
I picked out the wicks a few more times.
Time passed in dull silence for a long time.
But the monster insect never moved.
Failed?
It makes people think so.
The tired and fruitless waiting made Li Changan yawn uncontrollably.
"Look."
Feng Chong suddenly shouted.
This method was proposed by him. Others could relax a little, but he refused to relax.
Li Changan cheered up and quickly stared over.
But he saw that the monster worm suddenly trembled.
The coiled body of the insect suddenly shook open, except for the head and tail, which were still buried in the body of the mud monster. The slender trunk arched out of the abdominal cavity, swaying, trembling, and dancing wildly.
The tentacles also immediately stretched and curled up, pulling the entire body of Niba, from the internal organs to the limbs, and the skin to tremble, leaching out fine drops of blood.
Soon, the table was stained red with blood.
"Oops!"
Feng Chong panicked.
"Squeeze the pill out quickly!"
He hurriedly wanted to step forward, but Li Changan stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Don't panic, just wait."
Feng Chong had no choice but to stamp his feet anxiously.
But gradually, the pained look on Mud Demon's face began to ease, and the tentacles that had grown into his internal organs slowly dissolved, eventually turning into blood and melting into Mud Demon's body.
Er.
The monster insect's struggle finally stopped, and it curled back into the mud demon's abdomen, only trembling a few times from time to time.
Success?
No.
Not even close.
Not to mention that the monster has not turned back into a human, even the bugs are still bugs and have not turned back into intestines.
Once all the tentacles are removed, you can start to eliminate the parasitic monsters.
But if the worms are gone, then the intestines are also gone.
Can a monster live without its intestines? Even if it can live, if it turns back into a human in the future, can a person without its intestines survive?
Bo Ziyu rubbed his sore teeth and frowned. Feng Chong was even more upset.
Li Changan smiled and clapped his hands, preparing to offer words of comfort.
How can everything be done in one step and perfect? Besides, isn’t a good start equal to half the battle?
Can……
"Two Taoist priests, look!"
So what?
Li Changan quickly looked at the parasitic monster insect again.
I was surprised to find that this monster insect was like an inflated balloon, inflating at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the slender link-shaped insect body expanded into connected meat balls.
It didn't take many people to react.
Those "meat balls" quickly contracted, as if something was pouring out of the insect body, passing through the mud demon's stomach pouch, esophagus, and finally squeezed out from the throat.
Suddenly.
The mud demon suddenly opened his mouth.
An unspeakable scream of annoyance set off sound waves and spread.
But seeing the restrictions placed around them, the Dharma flags overturned, the Bagua mirror was broken, and the yellow talismans were stirred into the air and scattered and burned.
In the blink of an eye.
The room was a mess.
After doing all this, the parasitic demonic insect shrank back again. Most of its body began to slowly turn red, slowly wrinkled, and slowly became like intestines...
The three people standing nearby looked at each other.
…………
The end of Yin time and the beginning of Mao time.
In front of the mountain gate, the moonlight shines brightly, reflecting the various strange figures on the painting wall, including the five warriors raising their hands and moving their feet.
But the forest less than ten steps away was completely dark, as if the darkness came from the bottom of the leaves, from the gaps between the rocks, and from the roots of the trees. They were layered on top of each other, connected with each other, and stuck together with the entire forest, forming a single piece that could not be penetrated by the wind.
, the moon cannot shine in, it is as black as ink and as heavy as iron.
Sudden.
The sound of boredom burst out from the view and rippled through the mountains and forests.
Immediately, there was a sound of "thumping" in the forest, and something seemed to pass by among the silhouettes of trees.
The forest is about to move in the darkness.
At the same time.
The moonlight that had not poured into the mountains and forests seemed to have settled and soaked into the murals on the walls, making the gray and white colors beautiful again and making the rough brushstrokes soft and vivid.
In an instant, one after another of the five warrior generals on the mural became vivid (harmony) and ready to appear.
then.
They opened their eyes.
Countless bright eyes stared at the turbulent shadows in the forest.
The wind blows and the clouds move.
The moonlight dimmed for a moment, and the world became dim for a moment.
When the waning moon emerged from the sea of clouds, the light it cast easily diffused into the mountain forest. It illuminated the flowers and plants in the forest and reflected the trees, making every branch and leaf clear and pleasant.
Looking at the murals on the mountain gate again, my eyes are still closed, the colors are still gray, and the brushwork is still crude, as if everything just now was just a dream.
Only deep inside the Taoist temple.
In a certain shrine where the walls were covered with pictures of the Five Immortals, a rickety old figure sat alone under the statue.