I sat cross-legged in the dark room of Cheng Baize's studio and nodded.
He looked at me, washed his hands in a copper basin, dried them and handed me a new towel: "Bite."
I shook my head: "No need."
So many things happened that day. It hurts everywhere that should hurt. I am afraid of pain everywhere.
Cheng Baize didn't insist and put the towel aside: "Can you bear this?"
I hummed, "Let's get started."
"Stretch your arms straight, spread your fingers, and palms upward. Remember, no matter how much it hurts, you can't say stop, otherwise, the needle will stop where it is, and you will have to start from the beginning again, and you will be hurt again.
, I must grit my teeth and hold on, I will try my best to speed up."
I nodded and looked at him with my arms straightened. Ever since I was in Xu Linlin's lounge, the red line on my arm had been particularly obvious. Before, it only extended from the cinnabar to the forearm. Now, the entire arm is a red line.
And it's very thick, and it feels like a long earthworm is drilled under the skin.
Cheng Baize first turned his back to me and burned the incense. When the smoke from the incense rose, he sighed. I looked over and saw that the smoke was very black. I understood that it was difficult to take out the needle. The time had not come yet. I took it out for sure.
It takes some effort.
He looked back at me and said, "Wait a minute, I'll try again."
I didn't respond. I nodded and watched Cheng Baize continue to light the incense. Then I closed my eyes and muttered something silently. There was a "click" sound, and I was shocked. The incense actually broke.
Cheng Baize's brows were knitted together tightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked back at me and said, "Do you still want to take it?"
I still nodded: "If I don't take it, Zhuo Jing will be in danger outside."
Cheng Baize was speechless. He knelt down and took out a white porcelain bowl directly behind him. He filled a copper basin with half a bowl of water. Then he dipped his finger in cinnabar and drew a greeting talisman. He lit it with fire and waited until it was burned out before using the bowl.
After catching it, he drank the talisman water directly and dropped the bowl on the ground with a crack, and the broken porcelain pieces scattered in all directions.
I looked at him and felt a little unbearable: "You are going to use yourself..."
"Shut up!"
He drank out of it, sat directly across from me, picked up a piece of porcelain and cut his middle finger hard. As blood gushed out, he held my arm with one hand and touched me with the bleeding middle finger with the other hand.
On the cinnabar, "Tiangang Earth, please open the acupuncture point now. Disciple Bai Ze, use the blood as the command to lead the way out!"
The cinnabar was instantly as hot as fire. My scalp tightened, and then I gritted my teeth. Suddenly, his finger was like a smoking cigarette butt, pressing hard against the cinnabar on the inside of my elbow. It was so hot that I couldn't stand it.
No, a layer of cold sweat broke out uncontrollably down my spine.
"Tolerate!"
Cheng Baize looked at me, his face secretly showing strength, and the sweat on his forehead began to pour out. Just when I felt that the inside of my elbow was about to be burned through, Cheng Baize shouted again.
He shouted: "Get out!!"
Immediately, my body twitched uncontrollably, and my teeth chattered uncontrollably in my mouth. It was cold, very cold. As Cheng Baize's fingers moved down my arm, it was as if a hundred people were suddenly moved.
You held so many ice skates in your arms. My lips and mouth were numb from the cold, and my facial expression was almost frozen. All I could think about was to give me two quilts or a heater as soon as possible.
"Tolerate!"
Cheng Baize also yelled this word with chattering teeth. The sweat on his head was gone and he seemed to be trembling slightly. I looked at him tremblingly: "Are you also cold?"
Using blood to introduce needles is an extreme method. The person who uses blood to introduce needles must bear the same pain as the person who raises the needles. Therefore, when I saw Cheng Baize drink the Talisman water, I understood. I never thought that I would raise the needles.
The five-day injection was so difficult to obtain, and it actually harmed Cheng Baize, who suffered the same fate as me.
"Shut up, don't disturb me."
He looked at me with a serious expression, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Sichuan", "It's in the palm of your hand, bear with me!!!"
The cold feeling disappeared instantly. Before I could take a long breath, a bone-gnawing pain surged out directly, like thousands of hedgehogs rolling and biting in your flesh. Every bite was so painful that I had to breathe.
I really wanted to say stop and take it easy, but I didn't dare, and I didn't want Cheng Baize to suffer again after me.
Tears just flowed out like water, and I couldn't control the sound of humming or sobbing in my mouth. Finally, I felt like I couldn't stand it anymore, and I hummed softly: "It hurts..."
I looked at Cheng Baize. His face was filled with pain, and he looked like he was sweating profusely: "Hold it, it's my finger..."
As the so-called ten fingers connect to the heart, I know that the most painful thing is when the needle is taken out and pierced through the middle finger, because it comes out of the flesh alive, and it makes people tremble just thinking about it.
But I never expected it to feel like this. It was just like someone breaking your fingers, and then breaking them again. I felt like my big teeth were about to be bitten to pieces, except for the gurgling sound, which was still leaking.
The body of tears has become dead.
At that moment, I really had the urge to ask someone to take a knife and give me a good blow. When I saw the tip of the needle exposed on the fingertips, I couldn't help but pinched my wrist and silently told myself that this hand was not
It's mine, not mine. I watched the needle slowly break through the skin with my finger and push it out. It seemed like someone was pulling out a bone in my body. Pulling out a little bit, I collapsed a little bit. Finally, my vision went black and I was alive.
Passed out from the pain.
When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the big sofa in Cheng Baize's studio. I sat up and instinctively looked out the window. It was dark outside, and I was shocked. Could Zhuo Jing just be so silent?
Are you leaving?! Just as I was about to get up, I heard the sound of rain coming from outside the window. It seemed to be raining heavily, and I felt relieved. The plane probably wouldn't take off on such a rainy day.
Cheng Baize was lying on his desk. The sound of me getting up woke him up. He raised his head and glanced at me: "Are you awake?"
I nodded, walked up to him, looked at a small box on the desk, opened it, and found a light pink needle inside. Cheng Baize sighed: "It won't last until the time comes. It will depend on the climate."
The needle is blood-red, and it is usually carried on the body, so that all dirty things have to go around it, but this one is fine for Zhuo Jing to carry for self-defense."
His voice was a little hoarse. I looked at him and suddenly felt that I really owed him a lot. How could he help me like this? I lowered my eyes and said, "Although I know it's useless to say thank you, but I'm really grateful."
You, as long as you talk in the future, I will definitely help you if I can, thank you very much, I have never had a brother, but I think if you were my brother, I would definitely be able to wake up from my dreams with a smile."
Cheng Baize looked at me with a helpless smile: "Yes, having a sister like you is really heartbreaking. Hey, please be more careful." (To be continued)