Looking at the pitiful Lao Wang, Gu Fenghua also secretly sympathized with him.
But she can't blame her. Who knew that the palace master, who has always been open-minded and extraordinary courage, would be so petty in such matters.
If you want to blame Lao Wang, who made his surname Wang live next to the palace master?
Soon, the group arrived at the inner house.
A beautiful woman with elegant temperament was wiping her tears silently. She looked at her temperament and was probably the wife of the palace master. Next to her, a group of maids dared not make noise. Looking at Fang Tianyou sitting on the sickbed, she was full of worry.
Gu Fenghua and others looked at Fang Tianyou. After taking the healing pill, his pig-headed face had recovered, but his eyes were dull.
"Tianyou, how are you?" Fang Shibo didn't have time to pay attention to others, stepped forward and held Fang Tianyou's hand, and asked with concern.
Fang Tianyou raised his head, looked at him with a dull look, and then turned his head blankly.
"He, what's wrong with him?" Fang Shibo asked in a trembling voice.
I remember that last time I was seriously injured by Gu Fenghua, one plant and one beast. Although Fang Tianyou had face blindness, he was so blind that he didn't even recognize him, he was still so sane, not like he is now.
His eyes were dull and he looked at him without any energy, and he felt as if he was stupid.
"It seems to be the legendary soul-leaving disease." Xie Huaiyuan said with a heavy expression.
"Soul-leaving syndrome!" Fang Shibo's whole body was shocked, and the wife of the hall master sitting next to him burst into tears.
It is said that some holy practitioners who go into devils may lead to the loss of their souls. They look no different from ordinary people, but have no mind. This symptom is also called the Soul-Leaving Symptom.
To put it simply, it is the same as the folk saying about the loss of mind. However, the mind of the saint cultivator is far stronger than that of ordinary people. Once he suffers from the loss of soul, the consequences are much more serious than that of the loss of mind.
A madman can go crazy at least, but he is just insane. However, he suffers from the disease of leaving the soul, but he is like a walking corpse, and he can't even go crazy.
To put it simply, it is the living dead.
Similarly, it is because the saint cultivator has a good cultivation body and his mind is far superior to that of ordinary people. If he suffers from this soul-leaving disease, it will be even more difficult to heal.
"Elder Xie, please find a way to save Tianyou." Seeing that his only beloved son became like this, Fang Shibo did not care about the identity of the palace master, nor did he care about his grudges with Xie Huaiyuan in the past.
Pray.
There were still a few heart-nourishing pills left on him who were asked for a lot of money, but that was used to treat face blindness and was of no use for this soul-leaving disease.
"Master Lord, it's not that I refuse to save me, but that I don't know how to start." Xie Huaiyuan wanted to comfort Fang Shibo, but when he thought that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, the more he would say frankly.
With the divine consciousness that saint cultivation is far better than ordinary people, it is not easy to develop the disease of soul-leaving, so there are few related records, so how can there be no cure method passed down?
"Is there no way for you?" Fang Shibo murmured. In just a moment, his half-white and half-gray hair turned into a piece of silver snow, and his face was full of haggardness.
"Maybe, I can think of a solution." Gu Fenghua couldn't bear to see Fang Shibo so sad, racked his brains to think carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he said.
"You have a way?" Fang Shibo raised his head in surprise.