This strange change made the grandfather a little confused, but it was good that the duration was not long, and after four or five minutes, the body temperature slowly dropped back.

The old man could not help but relax, touched my forehead with his hand, and smiled like a fever test, "It should be no problem."

“This became?”I stand.

"It should be done, the funeral man said in the scriptures, the sun goes to the hundred skeletons, the air gathers and disperses, the stage is set in the middle, the shade, if the fetus is born..." The old man muttered: "The yang has stabilized, in other words, you have now become the ascending sun."

“Don’t lie to me...” I frowned, “Why didn’t I feel the change?”

“I know to try.”The old man smiled mysteriously, took a knife out of his pocket, and gently reached the door of my veins: "The funeral man said in the scriptures, the tidbits who practice the yang body, the yang, the blood of the dam (ju) sand, can be used as a thing to make..."

He said, the old man did not wait for me to refuse, jerked a knife blade, and opened a door for me on the pulse door.

In an instant, the blood flowed out through the wound, which was no different from the past, but the color was deeper.

Next to this mouth, it is the blood hole drilled out of the colorful cicave, at this time it is not a hole, obviously a seam, it seems to be in the rapid healing...

“You are waiting.”The old man said, as if he remembered something, he ran downstairs in a hurry.

When he came back, he already had three black papers in his hand, the most common kind of paper used in the type of drawing, and the pattern was sketched with gold powder, but it did not look like a spell.

“What is it?”I asked curiously.

"This is a shroud paper, used when the soul is solicited, dedicated to writing the birthday of the dead." . . . the old man explained, and attached a black paper to my vein door, and then jerked it back.

Just listen to hiss, the black paper flashed out of the fire, the first place to burn, is the place where the piece touched my blood.

Because the light in the house is relatively dim, the fire looks slightly glaring, but in just a few seconds, the whole black paper burned into the ashes of a place.

“What does that mean?”I asked with a confused head.

“It can!”The old man said with great interest: "The yin paper has the property of being afraid of the sun, and when it touches something too heavy in the yang, the body will react, that is, it will burn..."

“How much is the yang in my blood?”I couldn’t help but ask, “What about the choir?”

"Stronger than cinnamon, stronger than the tip of the old man's tongue, and almost a grade of the chicken crown blood of the five-colored old man's chicken in twenty years..."

Hearing this answer, I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed: “It’s so troublesome... and in the end it’s more than a husband’s chicken?”

“You know shit.”The old man did not swear, “Have you ever seen a colorful old chicken for 20 years?”He became a good beast!”

“Isn’t it just a chicken?”I asked carefully.

As soon as I heard this, the old man was also a little panicked, thinking about it, and patted me on the arm.

“Even if it’s a chicken, it’s a chicken!”

I said, “Is it a chicken?”

“Dog Day!Do you dare to scold the street with me?' the old man didn't wait for me to explain, and he slapped me on the head.

I don't know if it was slapped by him, or the color coffin decided to retire, at this time, it went down my shoulder, all the way straight to the door, the original way back to the blood hole, slowly poked out of the head.

The old man did not say much, reached out and choked his head, and he pumped it out without any effort, and directly pumped out the color cub.

Throw it back into the glass jar, cover it, and the old man's mouth says, "This snake is delicious, and you can feed it three or five apples."

“Ok!It becomes!”

The old man did not toss me again, and told me to rest early, go out to eat tomorrow, and then he went back to the house with the glass jar, looking at his expression, it is estimated that he was also trapped and panicked.

But it is undeniable that after such a toss and turn, my grandfather and I were completely relieved.

Falling body is good, but it has restrictions ah, to be precise, it has a certain counter-phageality, every month has to toss me once, only become the current ascending body, I am considered free.

Not bound by the body clams, do not eat the body of the clams, this mother's is simply the day of the gods!

“It’s all up to the sun... how does it feel a little unreal?”

I lay on the bed, I looked up my right hand, and saw the blood hole that had just been drilled out on the pulse door, which was rapidly healing.

Maybe it is the mucus on the color clam body that is working, or... the role of the ascension?

The blood hole heals very fast, the process of recovery is visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood around it live like it, slowly spreading to the middle hole until the hole is blocked, and then it begins to scab...

After studying for a while, I did not study it, so I did not want to, turned off the lamp comfortably and slept.

This sleep until noon the next day, the person who came to the room to wake me up was still seven treasures.

“Hurry up!Everyone is waiting for you to eat!”Seven treasures, standing on the side of the bed looking at me, some concern in his eyes: "Listen to Master Shen said, you were operated by him yesterday?"

“Yes.”I nodded and asked, “Where did you sleep yesterday?”Why don’t you go back to sleep?”

“Afraid of bothering you.”Seven treasures smiled, "You are a wounded man, I snoring and purring with the fat man, how embarrassed if you were to rest."

“Do you know you’re sorry?”I looked at the seven treasures funny, got up and put on my clothes and pants, and asked him in my mouth, “Where are the fat seniors?”Not going away?”

“Go after dinner.”The seven treasures said, "Master Shen said to ask him to eat a good meal, is a thank you."

“Eat well?”I said, “Isn’t that vegetarian yet?”Do we have a special place in town?”

Seven treasure shrugged his shoulders, saying that he did not know, anyway, the old man said so, follow him is right.

Looking downstairs, except for me and the seven treasures, the rest of us were in.

The bodhisattva was sitting next to the old man, holding a cup of tea in his hand, laughing and drinking tea.

"Lord, you don't see in a single night, your path seems to be a little higher."

“Did you see it?”

The bodhisattva nodded and said to see a little.

“Do you feel like my yang has become enough?”I laughed.

"That's not."The bodhisattva said, put the teacup on the table, smiled and said: "You are fat ten pounds in one night?"I haven’t seen it yet, how stupid I am?”

“Fat?”Seven treasures, looked up and down a few eyes, and his face was full of surprise: "I fucked really!"“Did you eat hormones last night?”

“Eat a shit.”I didn’t say anything, I touched my stomach, and I couldn’t help but be surprised.

Yes... it became thin and skinny after falling... that is, some time ago, eating meat to make up a little bit...

But this night came... how did you get a little stomach?

“Fat, fat, blessed!”The old man coughed twice and asked the bodhisattva, “Shall we eat hot pot at noon?”

The bodhisattva hastened to remind him, “I am a monk, vegetarian!”

“Are you stupid to practice?Who says you can’t eat meat?”Grandpa hey hey hey hey hey he said, "No one forced you to eat meat, when we eat a duck pot, will you be a unilateral vegetarian?"

“That’s okay too.”The bodhisattva smiled and said, "I'll eat some broccoli, but as for the rest of the fish, I don't dare to touch it."

"That's so fixed."

“The Lord has broken the money.”The bodhisattva was embarrassed to laugh and thanked his grandfather.

The atmosphere was harmonious, at least.

From the departure to the shop, there was no forking the road.

The old man and the bodhisattva also talked happily, as if he had forgotten the gap in the past and looked at his brothers!

But what I never thought was that the waiter came up at the bottom of a pot, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy.

It really is a pot.

On one side is a red oil hot pot, there are also more than a dozen chicken bones floating inside, which is obviously a bodhisattva can not eat.

On the other side, there is no fish, and it looks at the bottom of the soup, but...

I fucked.

Hot oil?!