Ding Xiaoyi and others followed the crowd into the city. It was a very ancient city.
Ding Xiaoyi carried Dongfang Bai, who was covered in blood, and attracted a lot of attention. Ding Xiaoyi and everyone walked into the city.
He felt that this city gave him a sense of history.
This city seemed not to be real, but it suddenly appeared before their eyes.
Looking at that strange look, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality for a moment.
The test on the fifth floor is to stay here for half a month.
And they only stayed for three or four days, and there were still about ten days left.
Some crises are invisible, just like this city.
Although they knew that this city was an illusion, they couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion.
"Gudu" sound,
Gurgling sounds came from everyone's bellies.
Their cultivation was imprisoned and they were in a miserable state, but they also felt hungry.
"Let's find a shop to have something to eat?" Yanal suggested to everyone.
Her suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone.
There was a noodle stall at the corner of the street ahead. Ding Xiaoyi didn't know what the city's currency was, so he suggested that everyone go to that noodle stall to fill their stomachs first.
Ding Xiaoyi carried Dongfang Bai, who was covered in blood, and walked directly towards the noodle stall. The noodle cook was a kind-hearted silver-haired old woman.
Seeing the kind-hearted old woman cooking noodles for the guests, Ding Xiaoyi immediately thought of Aunt Yin.
But Aunt Yin suffered a full blow from the Demon Ancestor in order to save him, and finally disappeared.
"Guests, please take a seat." The silver-haired old woman said to Ding Xiaoyi and others while busy.
Everyone then found a slightly larger table and sat down. The table was already covered with oil and stains, and the surrounding environment was in a mess.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't know what the common currency of this city was. He put Dongfang Bai down, Qingshu took Dongfang Bai, and Ding Xiaoyi walked directly towards the silver-haired old woman.
"Auntie, we came to this city as refugees from other places, and we didn't bring so much money with us?"
Ding Xiaoyi showed a bright smile and said to the silver-haired old woman.
"Just sit down. If I see you in such a mess, you must be from another country. Don't worry, we treat you to this meal."
The silver-haired old woman cooked the noodles familiarly, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi without looking back.
Hearing the kind voice of the silver-haired old woman, Ding Xiaoyi's nose suddenly became sore.
He seemed to have returned to his time in Liangzhou.
At that time, he and Guo Xiaolu often owed money to Yin Da's mother, but Yin Da's mother never urged them.
Thinking of the old woman who also had gray hair, Ding Xiaoyi's nose couldn't help but feel sour.
Maybe this is a kind of fate.
No matter how he ran, he couldn't escape this fate.
After a while, the silver-haired old woman brought the steaming noodles.
Everyone also devoured the food for a while. They were already hungry after their cultivation was imprisoned, so they didn't care about their own image.
"What's wrong with this little brother?" The silver-haired old woman saw Dongfang Bai covered in blood in Qing Shu's arms, and she couldn't help but asked with concern.
"Oh, he was so angry that he fainted from the sadness." Ding Xiaoyi chewed the noodles in his mouth, and then answered inarticulately to the silver-haired old woman.
"I know a little bit about the art of Qihuang, can you show me."
The silver-haired old woman looked around and found that no guests were coming here. She straightened her silver hair on her forehead, and then asked Ding Xiaoyi.
"Really? That's great. This friend of mine is just too sad. It would be great if the old man could revive him."
Ding Xiaoyi wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth, stood up hurriedly and said to the old woman.
Dongfang Bai was unconscious for two or three hours, but he never woke up, which made him very anxious.
Although he also drank several bottles of the elixir from the green jade bottle, the effect was not very good.
Dongfang Bai completely sealed off his six senses, and Gagado's death was a huge blow to him.
"Put him on that bench."
The old woman held an embroidery bag from under the stove, and then took out a brocade box from the embroidery bag.
The old woman opened the brocade box and saw that there were several silver needles in the iron box, and the length of each silver needle was not the same.
Some silver needles are a foot long, and some are only an inch long.
Seeing these images of different lengths, Ding Xiaoyi was full of doubts.
At this time, Zooey'er and others had also finished eating the noodles, and they hurriedly rushed towards the silver-haired old woman.
"Does this little girl also know some medical skills?" The old woman just glanced at Zoël, and she concluded that Zoël also knew medical skills.
"I only know a little bit about it, and I don't dare to say that I understand it." Zoir quickly waved her hands and said, with a delicate red color on her timid expression. She looked at the silver-haired man with unblinking eyes. Old woman.
"The qi and blood are stagnant, the anger attacks the heart and the sadness is excessive. This is a heart disease."
The silver-haired old woman directly picked up a silver needle and pierced it towards Dongfang Bai's eyebrows.
After Dongfang Bai's body twitched, there was no reaction again.
The old woman seemed to have expected it.
She took out several more silver needles from the brocade box, and quickly took them out with her right hand. The silver needles were pierced towards Dongfang Bai's Tianling Gai Baihui point and other places.
Old Yin's right hand was as fast as a shadow. After a set of smooth movements, Dongfang Bai's head was like a hedgehog covered with silver needles.
Dongfang Bai's brows wrinkled from time to time, as if he was in pain.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at Dongfang Bai worriedly, and he was also very anxious in his heart.
However, he also had direct trust in the silver-haired old woman. He believed that the silver-haired old woman would not harm them.
After everyone ate the steaming noodles, their whole bodies were filled with a mysterious power, which flowed around them like a trickling stream.
"puff",
Dongfang Bai spurted a mouthful of dark blood from his mouth.
Then Dongfang Bai opened his eyes and looked around blankly.
"Junior brother Ding, where are you?" Dongfang Bai asked Ding Xiaoyi blankly.
"Come on, Senior Brother Dongfang, let's drink this bowl of noodle soup first and then talk."
Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly held the bowl of noodles that he had not finished yet and said hurriedly to Dongfang Bai.
Qingshu also quickly helped Dongfang Bai up.
Looking at these pairs of eager eyes, Dongfang Bai's face showed a trace of unconcealable sadness.
Then, a kind face came to Dongfang Bai's eyes.
After seeing the face of the silver-haired old woman, Dongfang Bai was slightly startled.
"Senior Brother Dongfang, this senior saved you from coma." Ding Xiaoyi pointed at the silver-haired old woman and said.
"Dongfang Bai thanks Senior for saving his life." Dongfang Bai wanted to stand up and salute the old woman, but his body was too weak, and he staggered and almost fell down.
"Okay, I feel relieved now that you are awake. There are no obstacles in this world that cannot be overcome. The same is true in the journey of cultivation, and the same is true in life."
The old woman reached out her withered claw-like hand and flicked it, and all the silver needles on Dongfang Bai's head were sucked into her palm.
Then the old woman put all the silver needles into the brocade box, and her eyes fell on Zoiel.
"Little girl, do you want to learn? I can teach you."
There was a hint of kindness in the eyes of the silver-haired old woman, and she said to Zoiel with a smile.
Zuelle was still hesitating, but Yanal gave her a wink.
After seeing Yanal's eyes, Zoiel's eyes became firm.
"Senior Zuo Er, thank you for your success." After the healing angel finished speaking, he bowed to the silver-haired old woman.
But her body did not bend down. She felt a soft force stopping her from bowing down.
"Okay, I leave this set of silver needles to you, study hard." The old woman smiled, and the wrinkles on her face relaxed.
Everyone looked at the silver-haired old woman and couldn't help but secretly feel happy for Zoel.
"I'm happy today. Are you still hungry? I'll make some noodles for you."
The silver-haired old woman wiped her hands on the dirty apron, and then said with a smile.
It was okay if the old woman didn't say it. As soon as she said Dongfang Bai, she felt a growl in her stomach.
Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly poured the bowl of noodle soup into Dongfang Bai's stomach.
"Wait a moment, I will cook you a few more bowls of noodles." The silver-haired old woman was busy at the stove again.
Her movements were extremely focused, like a truly loving old man.
