Yang Zimei was sitting in the room, playing with the things Xuehu left for her.
I wonder how Snow Lake is doing now. Has it survived the third catastrophe?
Sometimes, she really doubted that she would be like other fortune tellers who suffered from five shortcomings and three shortcomings because they could change their fate by looking at the secrets of heaven. Therefore, the people she cared about could not stay by her side for a long time.
Now even Song Xuan and his master have become weird.[
She sighed and started organizing her treasure chest.
I found the gray and ordinary little clock and couldn't help but pick it up and observe it carefully.
This little clock was something Xuehu asked her to ask for at Mingang's house that day.
She couldn't identify anything unusual about this little clock, couldn't determine its age or material, but she felt a strange feeling when she touched it.
However, it cannot absorb evil spirits like a small iron tower.
What's the mystery here?
She picked it up doubtfully and shook it!
The air flow in the room suddenly became abnormal, and the curtains started to blow without any wind.
Well?
Yang Zimei shook it again curiously!
boom!
The door was knocked open.
Standing outside the door was a pale Sadako, "Master, stop ringing the bell, I feel so uncomfortable!"
Yang Zimei stopped and looked at her doubtfully, "Did you hear me ring the bell?"
"Yes, Master, my ears are about to be broken by the strong sound of the bell, and I really can't stand it anymore," Sadako replied.
Huh?
Yang Zimei looked at the small clock in his hand curiously.
Although she was ringing a bell just now, the sound was very small, almost like a wind chime. How could it break Sadako's ears?
She couldn't help but shake it slightly again.[
"ah"
Sadako was going crazy, covering her ears, her face was distorted, and she looked very frightened.
Yang Zimei stopped hastily.
Sadako returned to normal.
At this time, Yu Zhenzi walked in and said anxiously: "Little nephew, go and see your senior brother. He was practicing just now and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood."
Yang Zimei's heart sank, he quickly got up and ran out.
Yuqing was seen with a pale face, covering her chest, leaning against the tree trunk, looking like she had suffered internal injuries.
"Master"
Yang Zimei rushed over and hurriedly took his pulse. He found that the pulse was weak and weak, so he quickly took out a silver needle to protect his heart veins, inject vitality, and asked Yu Zhenzi to take out the thousand-year-old ginseng.
Yuqing held a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng in her mouth, and her pale face gradually turned rosy and returned to normal.
"Master, what's going on? Have you gone crazy by forcing yourself to practice?"
Yang Zimei asked in surprise.
Yuqing practices Qi Guiding, which has always been gentle and gradual, and he has never gone too far in practice.
Yuqing raised his eyes and looked at her and said, "There seemed to be some noise that was blocking my movement just now. I tried to break through it, but unexpectedly, I couldn't get through it in one breath, causing qi and blood to be stagnated."
"What kind of sound is interrupting me? Is it like the sound of a bell?"
Yang Zimei asked anxiously.
"Well, it sounds like a bell in your room. What are you doing?" Yuqing asked with a little reproach.
"Master, did you hear the bell?"
Yang Zimi turned to ask Yu Zhenzi.
"I didn't hear anything."
Yu Zhenzi said with a confused look, "Is it because I didn't put enough effort into my practice just now? My nephew, did you mess with any magic weapon?"
Yang Zimei is really weird.[
Why did he just shake the little clock without feeling much noise, but it made Sadako unable to bear it and the master went crazy?
