Long Shao has lived for more than thirty years. This is the first time he has experienced such pain and joy, and the feeling of being unable to survive. It is really too complicated.
Drawing blood, no more, no less, just the bottom of a bucket, Young Master Long could barely hold on.
On the Kang, neither too long nor too short, just as Baqi came back, Master Long half-pushed and half-done.
After repeating the cycle two or three times, Mr. Long turned pale and fainted. He was exhaling too much and not taking in enough. He was about to finish.
Seeing Master Long like this, Baqi began to complain about He Naizi.
"Can't you restrain yourself? You have to know how long the water lasts.
If he died, the blood would be useless.
Can't you improve your family's bloodline step by step?"
He Naizi wiped Mr. Long's sweat distressedly and rebutted Baqi.
"You haven't been drawing blood, how much is enough?
Look, my little dragon smoked it.
It's all Shutun's fault. If he could have brought me my suitcase, there would be a lot of pills in it.
Even if you just eat a few handfuls, it won’t be like this.”
This was obviously a complaint about Jiudun. In fact, Baqi also made a lot of efforts to get to the root of the case, and he is also responsible for it.
Baqi still focused on the overall situation, and reluctantly took out a small box from his arms and handed it to He Naizi.
"You're just lazy. How can you feel at ease when you go out and don't bring something emergency with you?"
Taking over the simple black box, He Naizi had a successful smile on her face.
"I just know that you, old man, have something private, wouldn't it be over if you take it out as soon as possible?"
When I opened the box, I saw that they were densely packed with small round beads, the size of fish roes, dark and shiny.
"Is this fish roe? What's it for? Can it be paired with vodka?"
Baqi had a look of disdain on his face and couldn't understand He Naizi's brain circuit.
"With his bad body, don't exceed three at a time, otherwise you'll have to finish it if you can't make up for it."
With that said, he took the wine bucket and began to draw the blood of Master Long. Even if he was unconscious, it did not affect Baqi's progress.
After Baqi left, He Naizi did not feed Master Long, but carefully placed one in his mouth.
A bitter coldness directly penetrated He Naizi's whole body. After the extreme cold, his whole body began to feel hot, followed by a surge of energy. It seemed that he could not restrain his enthusiasm even if he stopped a frightened horse on the street.
He Naizi's eyes immediately lit up. This Baqi was really willing to donate all the treasures he had accumulated over the years.
It seems that the things under the Taiqing ditch are indeed very important.
He opened Mr. Long's mouth, carefully inserted two small black beads, and gave him a sip of tea.
Just for a moment, Young Master Long's face turned red, and he sat up from the kang in excitement.
The paleness and weakness just now were swept away, and the place where he was was resurrected with full blood.
"He Naizi, what happened to me?
Why does it seem like you have endless energy all over your body?"
He Naizi looked at the energetic Young Master with a look of joy. Baqi's baby, the medicine is really strong. Not to mention whitening bones, replenishing muscles, replenishing blood and qi, etc., there is still no problem.
"Xiaolong, it's good to be energetic. Let's not be idle. It will take a while for Baqi to come back. Let's seize the time."
Young Master Long looked at He Naizi in horror, and instinctively wanted to struggle. No matter what tonic, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If he continued, he would definitely be finished.
However, the instinct to survive was replaced by a more powerful instinct, and Young Master Long closed his eyes in humiliation and shyness.
Baqi took the wine barrel and ran quickly to Taiqing ditch as if he was afraid that his blood would run cold, and jumped down along the hole where Master Long and others put the fish.
I know that she is anxious to break the seal. She is afraid that her blood will lose its activity over time. Unknown to others, she thinks that her children are unfilial and is anxious to commit suicide in the lake.
When he got into the water, Baqi hugged the liquor barrel tightly and kept sinking.
The lake water is cold, which is very unfriendly to Baqi species. The stimulation of the temperature makes Baqi a little drowsy and wants to enter the dreamland of hibernation.
Fortunately, the Taiqing Gorge is not deep. Just when I was about to take a nap, Baqi was already at the bottom.
The visibility at the bottom of the lake is very low, and most of the sunlight is blocked by the layers above. Fortunately, Baqi's night vision is better than during the day, so he looks for the entrance that continues downward.
After a familiar road, a large stone at the bottom of the lake sank into the fine sand.
The sinking process this time was very short, as if everything at the bottom of the river was just a decoration, like a thin layer of egg skin. After Baqi broke the egg skin, he entered a huge underground cavity.
I don't know the principles of engineering, and there are no supports in the entire huge space, except for the river bottom and the lake water of Taiqinggou that firmly hold it up.
Baqi fell faster this time, like an object falling from a high altitude, falling to the ground in the blink of an eye.
The ground is not stone or soil, but a huge translucent ice block, with dozens of tall totem poles stuck on it according to certain trajectories.
Baqi once tried to demolish it by force, trying to break the ice with brute force, but failed, leaving no trace.
Baqi also tried to use his own venom to melt the ice cube, but he vomited until he was dehydrated and the ice cube did not respond.
In the end, Baqi could only rely on normal means to crack the dozens of totem poles stuck on the huge ice block.
After the first test of Master Long's blood was successful, Baqi became much more efficient. He skillfully applied Master Long's blood to the largest area on the totem pole, and then saw that the blood seeped into the totem pole without anyone touching it.
Just dump it, it's as easy as picking up a key and unlocking it.
More than twenty totem poles have been knocked down, and it looks like there are still about a dozen left.
Baqi counted the totem poles, getting more and more excited. He was getting closer and closer.
However, when I took the wine bucket from the ground and wanted to go back and continue drawing blood, I realized that the color of the ice cubes underneath seemed a little wrong.
It was originally a translucent ice cube. Although it was very opaque inside, it showed a milky white color overall.
At this time, as the totem pole continued to topple, there seemed to be a large black shadow getting closer and closer to the edge of the ice, giving Baqi a creepy feeling.
Apart from these restrictions, are there any other means to prevent theft?
Isn't it some kind of strange beast?
Baqi laughed at himself, wouldn't it be better if it was a strange beast?
The thing I am least afraid of are alien beasts. I think back then, I was also a leader in the second-tier group of alien beasts. It would be easiest for me to encounter alien beasts. After all, they are the same kind.
Thinking of this, he gently touched the ice on the ground and said in a dark voice.
"Don't worry, I'll release you as soon as possible, maybe you'll be an old acquaintance.
But after you come out, you can't act like a donkey. It's not a good boy to repay kindness with hatred."
The black shadows in the ice, as if they understood Baqi's words, collectively changed their shapes and formed a circle.
When Baqi saw this pattern, he was very curious. Is this a rune or a mark? Is it conveying some message?
After changing many angles, Baqi finally understood it, and his mentality became worse.
The meaning expressed by this pattern is actually, oh.