The old man took out a special red talisman and pressed it against his chest.
Immediately, his body erupted with a dazzling red light, and the black yin energy surrounding him dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When I saw the old man's current situation clearly, my heart jumped into my throat.
I saw that his left arm was completely shattered and blood was flowing all over the ground.
Broken muscles could be seen on the broken arm of the shoulder, as if the arm had been chewed off by something, and it was extremely bloody.
In an instant, the old man quickly stood up and grabbed the collar of his apprentice's neck. He glanced at those livid feet in horror, then looked at me and coughed up blood and said hastily: "Little friend, hug, I'm sorry, your life and death are at stake." Jie, I can’t do anything, you’d better hire someone else.”
After saying this, he carried his apprentice like a chicken and fled, leaving behind even the bag.
I originally thought that the sneaky man would chase the old man, but he suddenly rushed towards me with a strange scream, stretched out a pair of iron-green claws, and grabbed my neck fiercely.
I was so frightened that I felt like I was dead, but at this critical moment, the amulet in my chest suddenly glowed with golden light, blocking the pair of iron-green claws.
Suddenly, a dark wind roared in the room, and the furniture was blown to the ground with a crackling sound.
The yin energy on this sneaky body is surging like dark clouds, forming a confrontation with the golden light emitted by my amulet.
But he only persisted for a moment, and the sneak flew backwards like it was hit by a speeding train.
After landing, he stood up suddenly, looked at me with scarlet eyes and yelled, "Your amulet is about to expire. The Ghost Festival on July 15th is the moment of your death!"
After finishing speaking, those iron-green feet penetrated the wall and disappeared without a trace.
"Huh..." I took a deep, trembling breath. I was in shock. My heart was filled with thick dark clouds. I was extremely depressed and disappointed.
When the old man came, he lowered his crotch to Haikou and boasted about how great he was and how awesome he was.
Unexpectedly, such an awesome person was not the sneaky opponent.
He didn't last for a few rounds before blood spurted from his mouth, his left arm was eaten away, and he ran for his life in a hurry.
Could it be that I really can't survive the catastrophe of life and death?
No one can conquer this sneaky thing?
I glanced at the direction where the feet disappeared in horror, wondering what the hell it was?
However, although this sneak is extremely vicious, it cannot break through the defense of my amulet.
This is enough to show how powerful that nun was back then. If she could take action, she would be able to subdue this sneaky person and help me get through this difficult time.
At this moment, I really miss that nun, but unfortunately I don’t know her whereabouts, hey.
The room was in a mess. Mom and Feng Qianqian in the other room must have heard the commotion here and were very worried.
But the old man had previously ordered that they would not be allowed to come out no matter what happened.
I wasn't in the mood to see my mother either. I lay on the bed in despair, thinking to myself, could I just wait to die?
After a while, I looked through the cloth bag that the old man had not taken away. In addition to cinnabar and a writing brush, there were also five red talismans, which I could use for self-defense.
I stayed up all night, after dawn.
Mom, Feng Qianqian and her daughter couldn't bear it anymore and quickly walked into my bedroom. When they saw the mess in the room and the blood on the floor, their expressions changed drastically.
"Son, son, where is that master?" Mom looked at me nervously and asked, "What happened last night? Has the master left? Has the sneaky one who pestered you been subdued?"
Feng Qianqian and Sun Dandan also looked concerned, waiting for my answer.
I shook my head in disappointment, "Sneaky was not subdued. The old man was seriously injured and ran away."
"Wha, what?" When my mother heard this, she seemed to have lost her soul. She sat down on the kang and whispered absently, "Then, that old man is not the sneaky opponent? What should I do?"
My mother was anxious and angry, her eyes were red, and she had no idea.
Feng Qianqian was also surprised by the result, but she cheered up and comforted my mother, "Yaru, don't worry. When the old man came in, I felt unreliable. It's normal that he couldn't subdue his sneakiness. Don't worry." Don’t be discouraged, there will be a road before the car reaches the mountain, I believe there will be someone who can help you get through the difficulties safely.”
"Peace, don't worry, I believe you will be fine." Sun Dandan also comforted me thoughtfully, with a worried look on his face.
But I don’t have much hope, and I have a mentality of breaking the jar and breaking it.
My mother started to tidy up the room as if she had lost her soul, with unbreakable sadness in her brows.
Seeing this, I felt even more guilty. I felt like I had done nothing but cause trouble to my mother and make her worry.
Sometimes I think I might as well just die, so my mother won't have to worry about me, and it would be nice to find a good man again and live a happy life.
There are many good men in the village who chase my mother, but hey, I feel like I am a burden to my mother.
Feng Qianqian saw me frowning and told me not to be under so much psychological pressure.
I couldn't listen at all. After a while, my head became heavier and heavier, I had a high fever again, and my body became colder and colder.
When my mother saw that I had a fever, she subconsciously wanted to go to the village to find a doctor to give me a fever-reducing drip, but she was stopped by Feng Qianqian.
She said that my body would definitely not be able to bear it if I continued to hang the sling bottle, and the doctor would definitely not agree to hanging the sling bottle on me. She stressed that she had repeatedly asked my mother to take me to a major hospital in the city for a thorough check-up.
But this is not a real illness at all, so how can a big hospital cure my condition?
At this moment, the sky is really not responding, the earth is not working, and my mother is also in a state of confusion. She is pacing back and forth on the ground, her brows furrowed into the character "Chuan".
By noon, my fever reached 40 degrees Celsius. It was so cold that I shivered as if I was lying in a morgue. My lips were so cold that they started to turn purple.
My mother wiped the tears from her eyes, not knowing what to do, so she could only burn the kang desperately to help me keep out the cold, but it had no effect.
At one point, I felt like I was going to die. I couldn't move my limbs. I called my mother in confusion, "Mom, Mom, I'm cold, so cold. I feel like I'm going to die."
"Mom is here, Mom is here." My mother quickly hugged me into her arms and choked: "Son, don't talk nonsense, you won't die. Mom won't let you die. Mom will let you live. Mom is holding me you."
I don’t know why, even though the kang burned my buttocks, it couldn’t help me resist the cold. But when my mother held me in my arms, the cold feeling was relieved a lot.
Later I realized that I was cold because there was not much Yang Qi left in my body. After my mother hugged me, the influence of the Yang Qi in her body made me warmer.
"Okay, much better, not so cold anymore." I murmured, prompting my mother to hug me tighter and keep saying that I would be fine.
"Hey." Feng Qianqian sighed and said, "Ya Ru, don't panic. I'll hold your son. You should continue to find an expert for your son. There is no better way now."
What Feng Qianqian means is that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
Although I have found two masters who are not the sneaky opponents, what if I encounter a powerful being like that nun eighteen years ago?
