It wasn't until she saw that my body kept breaking and the wounds healed quickly, and when Lan Xi added the first medicinal ingredient to the barrel, she realized that this was not an illusion.
The room had indeed become gloomy, and the temperature was so low that Lanxi felt uncomfortable. No wonder the village leader asked her to bring more clothes.
Some time later, probably in the second half of the night, I was still talking in my sleep occasionally, but suddenly my head drooped, and I looked like I was dying.
Lanxi instinctively wanted to hold my head up, thinking that the village leader told her that no matter what happened to me, don't care, just do her own thing well.
"Brother, it's better than expected. We blocked most of the powerful beings, and Qin Feng was driven away every soul."
Hearing the voice of the village leader, Lanxi looked at me lying in the barrel curiously, and lost his soul?
People have three souls and seven souls. Lan Xi has heard of this. What would happen if one soul and one soul were lost?
Lan Xi carefully put his hand under my nose, and after feeling it for a long time, he found a faint breath. He thought that the capable adults outside the house would definitely be able to find a solution.
Sure enough, just as Lan Xi thought this, she heard the village leader lower his voice and say to Master Qin: "Brother, it's calm tonight. Fortunately, this soul has not gone too far. It's your turn to take action."
"Well, I saw it. It was under the tree not far ahead. This boy was born timid. I didn't expect that the lost soul also looked timid."
After Mr. Qin said this, Lanxi looked at me curiously. Unexpectedly, his 1.8-meter-tall brother turned out to be a coward.
After Lanxi reached into the wooden bucket to feel the water temperature, behind the light runway door, through the crack in the door, she saw Master Qin holding a writing brush, writing some words on the paper, and then put in the lantern made by the village leader Bai Tian
Inside.
There was a red candle placed in the lantern. After Master Qin lit the candle with a match, he nodded to the village owner at the door and walked out the door lightly.
As soon as Mr. Qin walked out the door with a lantern, the lantern began to shake, as if an evil wind was blowing against it.
The candlelight in the lantern began to sway, and Mr. Qin stood there. When the candlelight became stable, he began to walk forward again.
"Qin Feng. Qin Feng."
Every time Mr. Qin takes three steps, he will stop and whisper my name.
It took Master Qin more than ten minutes to walk to the tree less than a hundred meters in front of the house.
After reaching the tree, Mr. Qin didn't stop, turned over and walked back.
It still took about ten minutes, but Lanxi didn't see anything unusual behind Mr. Qin. But when he entered the house, the village leader who was sitting at the door covered his mouth with his hands and didn't let out any breath. He stared at him with his eyes.
Behind Master Qin.
It wasn't until Master Qin entered the room about two minutes ago that Zhaizi let out a long breath, sat up suddenly from the ground, and wrapped a quilt next to the chair tightly around Master Qin.
"Brother, how about I do it? You will definitely hurt your body if you run again."
Mr. Qin tightened the corners of the quilt with both hands, letting the quilt wrap him more tightly. One hand seeped out from the quilt, and he picked up the old ginger water on the table and took a few sips.
Lanxi's fingers couldn't help trembling when she saw Master Qin put down the water glass.
"It's better for me to do it. Who knows what will happen next. Hey, it would be great if the master is still here."
The room suddenly became quiet. After a while, the village leader also sighed and said: "It would be easier if the master was here, but..."
Before Zhaizi finished speaking, Mr. Qin got up and went out again.
Through the crack in the door, Lanxi saw that Mr. Qin's steps were much slower than before. Three steps took longer, and when he called my name, his tone was trembling.
The big iron pot on the stove made a sound. Lanxi saw that the water in the pot was boiling and quickly added some cold water to it.
Looking at the temperature of the water in the barrel, Lanxi used a wooden ladle to scoop out a ladle of hot water and added it to the barrel.
When Lanxi turned around, he saw my hand on the edge of the barrel and moved slightly. Lanxi was overjoyed and reached under my nose and found that my breath had become much more stable.
When he ran to the crack of the door again, Mr. Qin had already passed the big tree opposite the house. Next to the big tree was a rockery.
Mr. Qin stood next to the rockery and shouted my name one after another. After shouting more than ten times, a smile appeared on his face and he started to walk back.
On the way back, a stronger wind blew up, causing the lantern to shake violently. Mr. Qin stood still and stared at the lantern motionless.
Lanxi saw the leader of the village sitting cross-legged at the door, with no hair moving in front of his forehead. Lanxi turned around and walked to the window. He put his hand next to the window and closed his eyes to feel it. There was no wind at all.
Lan Xi, who turned around to continue peeking through the crack in the door, suddenly discovered that the black liquid in the barrel became almost transparent in a short time.
Lanxi rushed to the stove in a hurry, picked up the second potion and poured it into the wooden bucket.
At this time, Lanxi heard a painful moan coming from my mouth and thought it was caused by not preparing the medicine in time, so she whispered sorry to me.
When I looked a little normal, Lanxi was just about to start talking when she heard me yell: "Holy shit!"
There was a surprise sound outside the door, it was the voice of the village owner.
"Lan Xi, is Qin Feng awake?"
Lanxi just answered the village leader, I woke up, and I was screaming just now. He turned to look at me, and then whispered in confusion: "Brother seems to have fallen asleep again."
"Well, it's as expected. Lanxi, please take a rest and let Chujiu go in and boil water later."
This was Master Qin's voice. Lanxi looked at me, walked behind the door, and saw through the crack in the door that Master Qin was sitting on a chair with his bare feet and cross-legged.
There were some thin red ropes thrown in front of the chair. The leader of the village stood beside the chair and whispered that soul locking was really harmful to the body. After being glared at by Master Qin, he said nothing more.
After a while, Grandma Jian Shu and the great monk also walked into the house with tired faces.
The leader of the village handed them a glass of water, and after they drank it, Grandma Jian Shu said she was going to rest. She didn't know what would happen tomorrow night. After that, she walked to the second floor.
The great monk said nothing and looked towards the next room. After a while, he heard snoring. Lan Xi guessed that the great monk must be exhausted.
After the door of the room was opened from the outside, Lan Xi saw Mr. Qin sitting cross-legged on a chair with a pale face.
Chujiu walked into the house listlessly, walked to the wooden barrel and squatted down, stared at me for a while. He shook his head with courage on his face.
"Chujiu, what were you doing outside all night?" Lan Xi asked Chujiu in a low voice.
Chujiu pushed Lanxi to the bed and asked Lanxi to have a good rest quickly so that he wouldn't be too tired and couldn't make delicious food for everyone.
Lanxi pouted, a little unhappy. Chujiu turned to look at the room outside, and whispered to Lanxi that they had been catching ghosts all night, but a drowning ghost still ran in.