When I opened the door, it was quiet in the living room, as if nothing happened.
But the dejection in the air was trying its best to get into my nose.
I didn't have time to change my shoes, so I walked straight to the second bedroom. The door of the second bedroom was open, and I immediately saw the big black fox lying on the bed dying... No, it was not that big anymore.
It is now only the size of an ordinary fox.
A bad premonition arose in my heart. I still clearly remember that when I was six years old, there was a vixen named Xiaoyun. After my mother took out the demon pill, she lost all her ways and turned into an ordinary fox.
Sister Hu Ming... No, no!
I took a deep breath and strode in.
The master was sitting on the bedside, covering the black fox's head with one hand, and majestic white gas was pouring into the black fox's body under his palm.
Master raised his eyes and looked at me: "I'm back."
"Master, teacher, she..." My throat hurts so much, it's like a rusty saw, scratching my already worn-out vocal cords back and forth.
Under the incandescent lamp, the master's cold white skin became whiter and whiter, making his dark pupils even darker.
I watched the master's bright red lips and softly uttered a few words: "The essence was stolen and I narrowly escaped death. Saving one life is not bad."
"how come……"
In disbelief, I returned my gaze to the sleeping black fox. Its fur was no longer as shiny and smooth as before.
His slanted eyes were tightly closed, and his breathing seemed to be nonexistent.
I walked towards it step by step, my legs felt like they were filled with lead, and they felt like they were stepping on clouds, heavy and unable to reach the ground.
Huang Taixian's choked voice sounded repressed at the door: "I went to look for her, and she fell in a pool of blood on the Huangquan Road. The Huangquan Road had been blown into ashes. Judging from the magic weapons scattered on the ground, Hu
Ming has fought at least more than thirty monsters, and he is lucky to have saved his life."
I don't believe it: "But if the teacher is in danger, he should give me a sense..."
I squatted down and reached out to brush the black fox's hair. Its hair became stiff and obscure, and the breathing in my belly was inaudible.
My nose feels so sour.
I couldn't help but hold the black fox in my arms, burying my face in its fur, and tears fell one after another.
Why, with so many things going on recently, why are things happening to everyone around me?
First it was Third Grandpa, then Sister Hu Ming, could there be others?
I dare not think about it at all. When I think about it, my heart aches.
"Even the strongest Earth Immortal cannot break through the barrier of more than thirty people fused together," the master said quietly.
When I just looked at Master's face, I couldn't see anything, but when I listened with my ears, I discovered that the hidden anger in Master's tone was enough to burn through the night.
I suddenly paused and put my hand under the fox's belly and scratched it unconsciously. There seemed to be something sticky there.
I took my hand out and saw clearly what was on my hand.
Two extremely thin green spider threads are stuck to the index finger and ring finger of my right hand.
In an instant, distant memories hit me like a flood.
That morning, I stood under the eaves of my house, dragging the bird's nest in my hand, and a green spider as big as a horse crawled out of the bird's nest!
It's him!!
It must be him!!
That spider spirit not only harmed me, but now it’s also harming people close to me!
My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and there was another rumble of thunder outside. I looked at the fox in my arms, and I felt that the spider spirit was just like the spider silk, which could not be shaken off if it stuck to it!
Master's hand pinched my wrist, and he whispered softly and gently in my ear: "Yun Nuanting, calm down."
Wong Tai Sin also ran over and shook my shoulder hard: "Hurry up and calm down! I don't want to be struck to death by lightning!"
My head was like a tumbler, being shaken back and forth by Wong Tai Sin, which made me dizzy.
I closed my eyes and forced myself to calm down. Yes, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation Talisman cannot be blown up on one of my own people, at least it must be blown up when the members of the Fanyao Division gather together.
I didn't understand at first why Sister Song Qi gave me such a talisman, but now I understand that maybe sometimes, in order to prevent the people around me from being hurt again, it is inevitable to detonate this talisman.
This time it’s Sister Hu Ming, if next time it’s Second Uncle, Lulu, Fang Zhongyu or even Aunt Duan, Brother Song Liang and the others...
They are just ordinary people, how can they survive the siege of demons? Sister Hu Ming, the strongest earthly immortal, is still like this...
"What are you thinking about?" Master's hand that grabbed my wrist suddenly tightened, it hurt.
I looked at the master and saw his dark pupils trembling: "You are not allowed to use talismans within a year, at least until the Bodhisattva fruit is completely purified."
I looked at him and he looked at me. We both had our own determination.
In the end, Master was so exhausted that he gave in and poked my forehead. The next second, I lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, it was three o'clock in the morning, before dawn, and I was woken up by the rapid ringing of my mobile phone.
After vaguely pressing the button, Zhou Hu's hoarse voice came over: "Master vomited blood."
When I woke up, I didn't realize who the master he was talking about was. When I realized it was Third Grandpa, my head suddenly cleared up, and I hurriedly put on my shoes and ran out.
Halfway through, he came back and picked up the fox.
On the way, I kept urging the taxi driver to hurry up. When I arrived at Third Grandpa’s house anxiously, Zhou Hu opened the door and I hurriedly pushed him away and ran up to the second floor.
The door to the third grandfather's room was open, and the second uncle was sitting by the bed, rubbing his face with his big hands and making sniffling sounds from time to time.
"Second uncle."
The second uncle turned his head, and I realized that in just two or three days, the second uncle had lost weight again, and his blue shirt was baggy on his body.
I anxiously walked to the bedside and checked the condition of my third grandfather. He looked more like a dying person than before, and his face was as white as paper.
The third grandfather was covered in a maroon quilt, which was as thin as a piece of paper.
The second uncle sniffed: "It's stabilized. The doctor said it's because the esophagus is also necrotic."
The third uncle was weak, with more gray hair on his temples, and he looked very haggard.
Shen Zhaoshan suddenly appeared at the door: "Yun Nuanting, please come out."
The second uncle looked at him, then nodded to me: "Go ahead."
"Yeah." I followed Shen Zhaoshan downstairs with the fox in my arms. Zhou Hu was running around in circles. The two of them acted as if something big had happened.
Before I could fully walk down the stairs, Zhou Hu hurriedly spoke: "Just now Honglu called and said that there were haunting incidents in all directions of Nanjiang tonight."
"Haunted?" I paused, "We just made the plan at night. With this haunting, our originally divided group was broken up, right?"
"Yes." Zhou Hu nodded solemnly.
I touched the sleeping fox, thought for a while, and couldn't help but look up at Zhou Hu: "Are you sure that no one noticed anything unusual about you when you penetrated the Ban Yaosi?"
Zhou Hu and Shen Zhaoshan were stunned at the same time, and Shen Zhaoshan also looked at Zhou Hu suspiciously.
Zhou Hu then frowned and shook his head solemnly: "I was sure at first, but now I'm not sure. In short, judging from the performance of Fan Yaosi, our plan to attack them has been exposed, and they acted first to gain advantage."
Just as Shen Zhaoshan was about to speak, Zhou Hu's cell phone rang again.
Shen Zhaoshan rubbed his forehead and squatted down: "When I answer the phone now, I feel like nothing good is happening."