Here, the white family owner was sent back to the room. Then, SRA began to look for the person who was bewitched by baiqiu Wu. When she arrived at the person's room, she found that the person was not in the room at all.
"Where the hell is it?" Looking for no fruit, SRA frowns.
[Dong Thump... Thump... ]
the dull sound from far to near is the sound of crutches hitting the ground.
Hearing the sound, SRA knew that the man was finally back.
As soon as the door opened, an old man with a bent back appeared at the door of the room.
He seemed to be too old, holding a ebony crutch, a green snake wrapped around his arm, the head of the snake on the head of the crutch, and spitting scarlet snake letters from time to time. The old man's body is emaciated, and his gray clothes look broad. It seems that he has washed his hair with old rags and hung it on his body. The hairline is backward. The long and sparse white hair braids a section and a half of the long and short braids at the back of his head, hanging over his shoulders. Under the braid tail, there is a gray, yellow and yellow coat on his face.
The whole face is full of wrinkles. The yellow and black skin seems not to retain a little collagen. Only those eyes seem to have some vitality, revealing the spirit of vitality that does not match the age, but the eyes are sunken and the eyelids are drooping badly.
The old man didn't seem to be surprised to see SRA in his room.
"He Lao, where have you been?" SRA asked immediately.
"I'm here to help Miss Si, not miss Si's servant." The old man stepped in and said, "there is still freedom to go out."
“……” Sraaben had no idea of questioning, so he simply stopped worrying about the old man's whereabouts. Instead, he said something about Bai Qiuwu and asked, "what's the matter with him?"
"Don't worry, you can't die." The old man took out a white mask to cover his mouth and coughed twice. His brow was tight. It seemed that the coughing was extremely painful for him.
"Is there a solution now?" Asked SRA. "The so-called mind Gu, the people in the middle of Gu will bring the people in the heart to dream together. For example, three spirits are missing one soul, seven spirits are missing one soul, and the daily life is not inconvenient, but if the people in the dream appear in reality, it will naturally lead to the mental confusion of the people in the middle of Gu." Asked the old man.
"What will happen?" Asked SRA.
"The dream world will not change, but people in the real world will not know whether they are in the dream or in the reality." Said the old man.
"Is there any way to wake him up?" Asked SRA.
"Yes, demagogues." The old man replied.
"Is it to say that the heart is disembodied?" SRA frowned slightly. If he got rid of the heart bug, the white hill would not be so easy to play with.
"Not bad." The old man replied.
"Can I still play after the demagogue is dispelled?" Asked SRA.
"Heart bug can only be solved once, once." The old man looked up and said to SRA, "otherwise, he will be backfired by poisonous insects and poisons for me."
“……” "Is there any other way?" she asked, squeezing her fist
"Yes." The old man thought for a moment and said, "you can also use poison to attack poison."
"Fight with poison?" There was a slight frown.
"In the seven Gu of he family, the heart Gu and the soul Gu are tied for the third place. They are the same. If they are forced by the spirit Gu, they say they can't suppress the situation of Bai Shao." Said the old man.
"Is it dangerous?" Asked SRA.
"No danger to me, no danger to him Success leads to life, failure leads to death. " Said the old man.
"Success leads to life, failure leads to death..." There was a frown, and for a moment there was something that he couldn't hold.
"Ha ha." Seeing that SRA hesitated, the old man sneered and said, "you foreigners start to procrastinate, and the next decision is still hesitant."
"Are there only two ways?" Asked SRA.
"There are only two ways." The old man said, "you'd better make a decision in three hours."
"Three hours?" A little frown, so urgent?
"Every minute and second, the heart insects are devouring the heart and grieving. Three hours at most. " Said the old man.
"What?" In a daze, it's no wonder that Bai Qiuwu's expression is so painful.
"Think about it for yourself, old lady." The old man waved his hand and saw off the guests directly.
SRA opened his mouth and saw that the old man had turned his back before he opened his mouth.
Slowly closing his mouth, SRA turns to leave the old man's room and pinches his fist on his side. Now it's really a dilemma.
Standing at the door, she felt that things were beyond her control.
With the help of these talented people, she was quite confident.
But now it seems that none of these capable people can be used.
On the contrary, she felt passive.
Now she can only contact the Feng family as soon as possible to see if there is any other way.
After SRA left, the old man stretched out a dead wood like hand, nodded the green snake head that had been coiled on the top of the crutch and said, "no one bothered, let's see what we can give to the little toys."
"Hiss Hiss... " The snake spits scarlet letter, and two sharp fangs are exposed in one mouth.
"Use your venom as a guide." The old man's voice is hoarse. A smile makes people feel numb.
Back from the jacket on his shoulder, he touched a white porcelain vase the size of a palm, which was stained with venom from the mouth of the blue snake.
Then the old man took a pick on his finger belly with gray black sharp fingernails, and the finger belly immediately opened a hole, like the baby's open mouth. A drop of blood flowed out of the hole and dropped into the white porcelain bottle.
The old man took another sip of his fingertips, and the wound was completely healed.
After shaking the porcelain bottle, the old man found a pinky bottle with finger length from his coat. The cork wrapped in red cloth blocked the mouth of the bottle.
A strange smell of camphor wood emanates from the mouth of the bottle.
The old man opened the cork, held his breath and dropped the liquid in the bottle into the white porcelain bottle. After the cork was closed, the old man put the bottle back into his coat, raised his hand and waved it before he resumed breathing.
One breath and one breath made him feel dizzy and dazed, and a blank look appeared in his eyes. Between the two breaths, his eyes gradually became clear.
"It's such a good thing. I don't want to give it away for nothing." The old man humed and smiled, then reached out and stroked the green snake: "let's go and meet the children again."
"Hiss Hiss... " The green snake seemed excited.
[thumping] the crutches hit the ground. The old man walked to the door step by step.
With a creak, the old man pushed the door open and went out. [Dong... Thump... Thump... ]The sound of crutches hitting the ground is from near to far.