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Chapter 145: Failed

The distance was close, so he just glanced around to see if anyone was there. Piaozai came and went very quickly, but it was not completely dark yet, which did great harm to him. When he came back after less than an hour, he only had a thin and transparent body left.

Look past him to the floor behind.

"There's no one on that road." With only this sentence left, Piaozai slipped back into the prayer beads.

"Why is there no one on the straight road?" Shouldn't it be easier to stop people by walking straight on this road?

The old man prayed for the silver boy to come over, and when he heard the eldest son's muttering, he immediately started shouting:

"No matter what the reason is, Piao Zai won't be mistaken. It's safe to go straight on this road. We'll go straight. It's just closer. Have you made all the arrangements? Let's go when we have. We won't stay here."

"It's been arranged. Doctor Gao also bandaged the injured ones all the way over. I asked the two of them who were seriously injured to get out of the car, and we all pushed them away together."

"Okay, then let's go."

Keep going.

After a pause, the tiredness started to build up again, and everyone could feel themselves spinning in circles.

But the refugees at the back were so close that they didn't feel at ease here. They didn't hesitate to leave, so they got up and started to move.

Walk.

Continuing to move forward, there are mountains to the left and right. The green area should originally have brought hope to them, but now, no matter how they look at it, they feel that it is full of gloom.

The wind was no longer scalding hot, and it didn't feel comfortable either. I just felt horrified.

I walked forward for an unknown amount of time, but after about two hours of walking, I heard a feeble cry from a man from behind:

"An, Uncle An, it can't be done, it can't be done, Uncle Li can't do it."

Qi Liangli, who was about the same age as old man Qi, couldn't hold on anymore and fell down. Not only him, but also as a signal, the older ones fell down one after another, and there were bursts of exclamations from behind.

Qi Kang'an quickly shouted: "Stop, stop, stop."

Go pick up Doctor Gao and run back.

Qi Liutou and Mrs. Tian were also so anxious that they didn't know what to do. They couldn't see clearly from a distance, but they didn't even need to look at it. They could all imagine that the situation was bad.

Taking a closer look, this was the longest they had walked together since their escape. It had been almost twelve hours non-stop. If it weren't for the strong desire to live, even the men would not have been able to bear it.

Si Lang, who was walking behind, felt that everything in front of him was spinning. He was top-heavy and one foot was deep and one foot was shallow. His face was pale and pale, and he was sweating profusely.

The old man Qian who was walking next to him quickly picked him up and hugged him, "Sirang, how are you? How can you feel uncomfortable?"

"No,, no." Siliang's lips were trembling and he couldn't reply.

This frightened old man Qian, and he didn't know why. At this time, instead of looking for the only doctor Gao in the team, he quickly hugged the man and ran to old man Qi, "Bao, Bao'er, four

He's not in good condition, please take a look at him quickly."

When Old Man Qi heard the shout, his face changed drastically, he picked up Qi Bao'er from his horse and ran back.

"What? What's going on?"

Old Man Qian almost cried, "I don't know either. His grandmother and I were holding him in front of him, his complexion was normal, and he was chatting with me.

Probably because we were too tired, he insisted on walking by himself. Just after walking for a while, I turned around and saw that his face was pale and he was sweating."

Qi Bao'er also had a solemn expression at this time. She stretched out her hand and said, "Give me Fourth Brother's hand."

Old Man Qian hurriedly handed Siliang's hand over.

At this time, Siliang had fallen into a coma, but even though he was unconscious, his lips were still trembling and his whole body was cold.

Looking at Old Man Qian like this, Si Leng's heart was in his throat. He once saw a good friend pass away, almost before he died.

Invisible to the naked eye, a ray of golden light slowly flowed from Qi Bao'er's hand into Siliang's hand, slowly flowed through the arm to the heart, and finally stopped at the heart, then slowly disappeared.

When the golden light disappeared, Siliang's body began to warm up, and the complexion on his face also improved, gradually turning pink.

While Old Man Qi and Old Man Qian waited nervously, Si Lang finally took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes again.

Quite confused, "Master, grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Why do both my grandfather and grandfather look at him with such joyful eyes as if they had lost something?

Old Man Qian asked softly with a choked voice: "Sirang, how are you feeling now?"

Old man Qi also asked anxiously: "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Sichuan shook his head in confusion. He had forgotten what made him feel uncomfortable just now. He only felt that my father and grandpa were both strange.

Old man Qi lowered his head and looked at Qi Bao'er, saying that he had to make the final decision if something happened.

"Fourth brother is fine, he was just frightened."

One problem with Siliang's illness is congenital dysplasia. Another more important problem is that his soul is very weak.

That’s why the disease will occur when you are slightly frightened, or even when your mood fluctuates greatly.

To cure his illness, it is not enough to take good care of his body; he must also take good care of his soul and body.

However, neither of these is easy. It is impossible to take good care of one's body without some foundation at home. It is even more difficult to take good care of one's soul and body, and it is impossible without professional people.

No matter in his previous life or now, Qi Baoer can only kill souls and send away souls. To send souls away, he can simply ask the people below to come up. He doesn't know how to do it, let alone how to raise souls.

The only way she 'understands' how to raise a soul is that Piaozai is like this, there is a ready-made container that can raise the soul, and the soul can live in it by itself.

After thinking about it this way, she realized that she was actually quite useless.

However, looking at Siliang's powerful voice now, and feeling that his body was now several times more energetic than before, the corners of Qi Bao'er's mouth curved slightly.

Teacher, I seem to know how to maintain a healthy soul.

It turned out that she had been walking into a misunderstanding.

In her understanding, the soul is yin, while the spiritual power she has cultivated and the golden light of her own merits are yang, and there is also a strange aura that suppresses the soul, so she has always felt that she is simply the nemesis of the soul.

.

She had known for a long time that Si Lang was mainly due to his weak soul body, but she thought she had no choice but to watch Si Lang's vitality dim day by day.

She just sent some golden light of merit to Si Lang, not because she wanted to save Si Lang.

I just want to give him some merit to help him have merit in his body and have a good pregnancy in his next life.

did not expect……

Qi Baoer now has a bold guess. The soul is divided into the living soul and the shadow soul. Is it true that the living soul belongs to Yang because it is a living person?

So the merit golden light of the extreme sun will not harm it, but can nourish it?

What should I do if I want to verify?

Qibao'er, who was trapped in his own thoughts, didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all, and his little chubby hand wanted to stretch forward several times.

She wanted to see if Si Lang would be better off if he gave Si Lang some spiritual energy.

"Be good, be good?" Old Man Qi shook the little man in his arms.

Qi Baoer woke up suddenly, "What's wrong?"

"What are you thinking about? I've called you several times."

"ah?"

"I see your hand is rubbing Yinzi all the time. What are you thinking about?" So focused.

Qi Baoer: "..."

It turns out that they have all returned to Yinzai.

Forget it, I'll try again next time I have a chance.


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