"Quick, smash and cook, let the little white drink, he can really return."

When the old Daoist threw all these things into a small bamboo box and handed it to me, he probably ignored one thing, I, yes, girl, okay?

But for the sake of the little white, I can't care so much, take the bamboo and run outside.

The big brother, who was very familiar with the human touch, followed the bamboo radium in my hand: "I will get it."

I was grateful to look at the big brother, at the same time, I also saw not far away, Zhao Qin, who was standing with a negative hand, standing at the door of the house, and his eyes were looking at me deeply.

In less than half an hour, the big brother came with the bowl of tonic soup, and with the heat, only felt that there was a strong bitter spicy smell floating in the air.

During the time when the big brother went to cook the soup, the old Dao told me that the centipede was caught in the cemetery, but the white gecko was obtained from the well wall of the mountain behind the village, and as for the strange plant, he said that it was the underwind grass on the grave of Mr. Cui, and all three things were to be gloomy to poison, in order to exorcise the toxins in the small white body.

These things together, listening is enough, and when the big brother is up, I can only hold my breath as much as possible in my subconscious.

I took the medicine, and the older brother jumped into the bed and picked up the little white body, and the old man squeezed the little white nose and ordered me: "Hold him in his mouth."

Although this seems to be cruel, but I did not have to choose, take the medicine bowl to the little white mouth, grunt a few, half-dreaming half-awake little white really drink this bowl of potion.

And, when he took the last sip, he suddenly turned his head, wow, and spit out a large black object.

The black object fell to the ground and rang out, somewhat similar to black rubber, about the size of my hand slap, just the surface, floating a layer of oily light.

I didn't expect the little white to spit out the black entity, I just felt a tug in my stomach.

At this time, the old Dao quickly removed the silver needle on the small white stasis, and together with the big brother, the pale little white gently put back on the pillow.

The black object was on the ground, as if breathing, slightly squirming.

Zhao Qin took the chopsticks of the previous big brother and threw them away, and the chopsticks were inserted straight into the black object, and he was set there dead.

"Squeak", the black object even made a sharp cry, which came out of a cloud of black smoke, with a stinking smell, after spontaneous combustion, the ground left a small beach of black traces, so disappeared.

Little white in the bed, also leisurely opened his eyes, watching us around him, he smiled bitterly: "Let you worry."

"Say something, lie down and don't move, and I ask Mr. Huo to let the next man make some good food for you."The old Tao's tone was still the same as usual, but I could see that Xiao Bai was injured, and he was anxious and distressed than any of us.

Big brother is even more love to the watch: "Teacher, wait for you, I will ask you to drink."

“Dare, dare to say drink in front of Master?”As soon as the big brother's voice fell, he was glared back by the old Dao chief's angry eyes, but the false anger was too obvious, and we couldn't help but laugh together.

Little white smile, compared with the usual, a little more bitter, his eyes looked at me, and slowly moved away, turned his face, closed his eyes and said: "You all go out, I am tired, I want to sleep well."

"Well, let's not bother him."The old Daoist immediately stood up and drove us away, and the older brother said that he would stay and take care of Xiao Bai, and he was dragged out by him.

As soon as we got out of the little white bedroom, we saw Xiao Cui hurrying to come.

"Master, the master, let me ask you, the little aunt's bones, how do you deal with it?"

This said, everyone was frothed, before in order to save the little white, who still had the time to take care of those who were harmful to the bones, at this time, listen to Xiao Cui said, knowing that there must be a stagger.

The old man asked, “Little Cui, what happened to Mr. Huo?”

Xiao Cui's face flushed with urgency: "The Lord's legs are not in pain now, alas, I can't tell you anyway, or you go to see it, I'm afraid, I don't see it."

We dared not delay any longer, turned and went downstairs to the front yard, but before going downstairs, I gave instructions to Tang Yuan: "You go back to the house to protect the white, do not leave without permission."

The word “meow” was promised.

“Kill me, kill me!”When we reached the door of Mr. Huo's house, we heard a scream from inside.

Imagine that Mr. Huo Lao has been able to pass every pain for so many years, and this time, he let Wang Hump kill him, so the pain must be much more serious than usual.

Just as I was about to turn around and follow the elder Daoist in, Zhao Qin grabbed me by the wrist and said, "A moon."

His eyes looked at the sky, and I was surprised to find that the sky on the house of the Huo family was floating a dark cloud, and at this time it was like a thick black cotton tidbit, lowly pressed on the roof of the house.

“What’s going on?”During this time, I also experienced a lot of visions, but even this day has a vision, and I saw it for the first time.

Zhao Qin's face was slightly gloomy: "The gloom is too full, I'm afraid you are not her opponent."

“So what?”

"Go ahead to the house and see if there is a fiery red Kirin in Mr. Huo's house, and if there is, you destroy it so that I can go in and help you."

“All right.”

Kirin is a celestial thing, and Zhao Qin should not be afraid of him, and there is no wrong.

After I turned into the house, really on the wall of Mr. Huo's bed, hanging a pair of tooth claws of the fiery red Kirin map, the Kirin full of red light, at first glance, always feel as if alive from the figure is about to jump out of the picture, a closer look will find that those fiery red paint seems to be ordinary paint, but with the above-sound grinding.

But now I have no time to destroy the Kirin statue, because Mr. Huo's legs are so frightening, I can't always tell him to destroy a painting that is his amulet?

"Don't worry, girl, help your brother."

Old Dao roared, he and the big brother are pressing the arm of Mr. Huo, who is preparing to hurt himself with his hand because he cannot bear the pain.

On his legs, those black buds grew five centimeters so quickly.

I was cold and cold with my big brother pressing Mr. Huo, and Wang Camel was afraid that he would bite his tongue and put cottoncloth into his mouth.

Mr. Hu’s broken leg was like a dense patch of black sprouts, and at this time the buds were still growing.

"No, no." Mr. Huo's red face was full of sweat beads because of the pain, and because his mouth was stuffed with cotton, he could only make a burst of "no" sound, I think if he took off the cotton cloth, he would say "kill me" because his feet were so terrible and strange, so many buds, like breaking out of the ground, in a blink of an eye, it had grown to ten centimeters.

Because of my help, the old Daoist and busy took out to get the silver needle, only the current plan, only the old man's soul first to save, but Mr. Huo because of too painful reasons, the body shakes fiercely, so the silver needle can not be easily pierced, if the needle goes to the acupuncture point, then he will undoubtedly die.