After nightfall, the voice on Yaping gradually subsided, and Su Moyu slowly opened his eyes. After confirming that there was no one nearby, he took out the five hidden marrow washing pills from the earth Kang.
Su Moyu held one of the pills in his hand and smelled it carefully with his nose, but he didn't smell anything. But he knew that this pill could change his current dilemma, recast his fragile meridians and become a body that can practice.
"Try one first!" he said to himself. At the same time, he threw the pill into his mouth, and then swallowed it with a move in his throat.
"It's no big deal," said Su Moyu, who was slightly disappointed when the pill was just eaten. But in an instant, his eyes suddenly stared, a burning sensation exploded in his abdomen, and then hit his whole body at an unimaginable speed.
Then his body began to ache violently, like countless knives cutting and cutting on his body.
He wanted to shout, but he didn't dare, so he had to pull the quilt, put it in his mouth and bite it.
Soon sweat began to seep out of his forehead, and his clothes were wet with sweat, but there was no sign of weakness in the pain.
Originally, the marrow washing pill can recast people's meridians and directly wash the marrow in the recasting process, but the so-called recasting must first destroy the original meridians and then further establish them.
Therefore, when taking the marrow washing pill, the elders of the sect will generally take care of it, guide the recasting process of meridians with their own cultivation, and alleviate the pain of the drug users. But where does Su Moyu know these things?
In this way, he suffered from severe pain for more than an hour, and the pain was slightly relieved. At this time, his clothes could squeeze out water, and with the sweat out of the body, there were those impurities deposited in the meridians for more than ten years, which made him smell a little sour.
"His grandmother's is no different from lingchi..." Su Moyu gasped heavily and had no strength to move again.
However, he can clearly feel that some changes have indeed taken place in his body. It seems that his breathing is smoother. When he closes his eyes and meditates, he seems to vaguely feel that there are countless streams flowing in his body, which finally converge to the Dantian, and then slowly disperse from the Dantian and flow back to his whole body.
"Is this the meridians?" he closed his eyes, smiled slightly, then opened them again and focused on the remaining four marrow washing pills.
"In the past, my meridians were weak and I couldn't feel the situation in my body. Now I understand after the meridians were recast. It turns out that my weakness is really not ordinary. Even if I eat a marrow washing pill, it just makes the meridians winding like a stream. In this way, even if I can wash the marrow, there will still be trouble when I improve my realm later." Su Moyu held all four marrow washing pills in his hand.
"If the pain would come four times just now, it would be better to let me die. I'd better bet with you and I'll eat the remaining four marrow washing pills." thinking of this, Su Moyu crossed his heart, closed his eyes, stuffed the four marrow washing pills into his mouth and swallowed them. After that, he stuffed a corner of the quilt into his mouth and waited for the coming pain.
Sure enough, after a moment, an unprecedented sense of tearing his heart and lungs ran through Su Moyu's body. He fainted immediately because of the pain, and then woke up because of the severe pain. He kept going back and forth until he exhausted all his energy, completely fainted, and it was difficult to wake up again.
When he was in a coma, the meridians in his body were constantly broken and recast. Each recast meridians were stronger and stronger than the previous one. Similarly, the greater the damage caused by the next break.
The Reiki in the pill kept reciprocating in his good and bad meridians, cleaning up all the impurities and enriching his meridians at the same time.
But the four marrow washing pills still contain too much aura. Rao's meridians are much stronger, and he can't hold so much aura at all.
Reiki accumulated in the meridians and had nowhere to vent, so he kept crashing into his body. Fortunately, Su Moyu was in a coma, otherwise the pain was enough for him to die completely.
His sweat kept flowing out, and finally there was no flow.
The dry skin is red, like a red soldering iron, which curls all the hairs.
This state did not improve until dawn the next day. If he was allowed to continue like this, there was no doubt that his life would be told.
Just then, the wooden door of Guizi room was pushed open with a squeak. Dumb son limped in with Su Moyu's breakfast. She gently put rice porridge and small dishes on a wooden table in the center of the room, covered it with a curtain cage, and then put a bowl of hot tea aside, and planned to go out.
But when she turned around, she suddenly found Su Moyu's face. She carefully approached and looked at Su Moyu, who was red all over. She was surprised to open her mouth, then put her hand on his head, and she immediately retracted.
She has never seen anyone who has a fever can burn like this. Is this still a living person?
She suddenly panicked. A moment later, she woke up and hurriedly trotted out of the Guizi room. She soon brought a large amount of clean water, took out her handkerchief, soaked it in cold water and put it on Su Moyu's head. Then he took off Su Moyu's clothes and trousers, changed a towel, got wet like a handkerchief, and wiped Su Moyu back and forth.
Her wiping technique was a little strange, not one by one, but every time she started from her lower abdomen, and then drew one complex curve after another on Su Mo Yu Chi's naked body, which didn't stop until her fingertips or toes.
From dawn until sunrise, Su Moyu's red finally faded, while dumb son was sweating at the tip of his tired nose. Fortunately, no one came to Guizi room to disturb in this process, otherwise there must be misunderstanding.
Su Moyu, who was in a coma, gradually recovered his mind. Half asleep and half awake, he vaguely felt that someone was wiping his body. It felt very comfortable. It was like lying on a sunny white beach. There was a sea breeze blowing in the distance and the sun shining on his body.
He opened his eyes hard, but his sight was blurred. He vaguely saw each other's green hair and knew that she was a woman, but he couldn't see her face clearly.
"Fairy... Is it you..." Su Moyu subconsciously thought of Jiang Qingwen's figure and raised his hand to touch her face.
Dumb son was concentrating on wiping Su Moyu's body at this time. He didn't notice his outstretched hand, so when his hand touched her cheek, it really startled her.
There were scabies on her cheekbones. At this time, she was soaked with sweat and had already become a wet piece. After being touched by Su Moyu's hand, she was scraped off as a whole.
Dumb son hurriedly retreated and stared at Su Moyu. The place where the scab fell off on her face did not shed new blood, but a piece of delicate snow-white skin.
"It's you..." Su Moyu finally woke up and saw that the visitor was dumb.
"Thank you," he said softly, smiling.
Dumb son covered his face with one hand, looked at Su Moyu for a few seconds, and then turned and ran out of Guizi room.
"Always!" Su Moyu shook his head impatiently.