Nan Yu gave Nangong Sihua a simple bandage to stop the bleeding.
This time I went out for fun, so I only brought some basic wound medicine.
"The ambulance is coming!" Tang Li shouted.
Dong Jue immediately carried Xiao Qingli into the ambulance. Nan Yu and Tang Li also helped Nangong Sihua get into the ambulance.
In the ambulance, Nangong Sihua couldn't bear it any longer, and his vision began to blur.
Finally, his vision went dark and he passed out.
Before he fell into coma, there were several anxious shouts in his ears.
When he woke up again, Nangong Sihua found that he was already lying on the hospital bed.
My back was burning.
"Sheng'er!" Nangong Sihua struggled to get up.
"Young Master, don't move. The wound on your back has just been sutured." Tang Li hurriedly held down Nangong Sihua and said.
"The young master is right next to you."
Nangong Sihua followed Tang Li's line of sight and saw his daughter in the bed next door.
Nan Yu stood guard next to her, holding Xiao Qingli's hand that was undergoing a diaphragm injection with one hand.
The young master's hands were a little cold, so he covered them with hers.
"How is Sheng'er?" Nangong Sihua asked as he lay back down.
"The doctor said that the wound on the young master's wrist has cut into the tendon of the hand. He needs to take good care of himself and cannot lift heavy objects until he recovers." Tang Li said sadly.
What if there are sequelae?
"There are still a few abrasions. Be careful not to let the wounds become inflamed."
Nangong Sihua's face was cold, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Tang Li, Jiang Zhu, bring a pen and paper." Nangong Sihua said.
Tang Li quickly took out a pen and paper and handed it to Nangong Sihua.
Nangong Sihua drew the appearance of the devil.
"No matter what the cost, catch him and Nangong Shaohua back to me." Nangong Sihua handed the paper to Tang Li.
"Yes." Tang Li nodded seriously.
Then he went out.
Jiang Zhu sat next to Nangong Sihua.
"Young Master, what happened at that time?" Jiang Zhu asked worriedly and a little scared.
Nangong Sihua spoke solemnly about what happened at that time.
Jiang Zhu and the others were shocked.
Is this world already so fantasy?
There really are such things as monsters and monsters.
"Young Master, what should we do?" Jiang Zhu pondered for a moment and asked.
This is difficult to deal with.
If they just use force, they can still give it a try, but fighting monsters and monsters, force alone is not enough.
"Help me find Yu Linzhi." Nangong Sihua said.
He guessed that the person with Nangong Shaohua should be the demon that Yu Linzhi mentioned.
Go to him and ask for details.
"Yu Linzhi? He came here when the young master and the young master were unconscious. He stayed for an hour or two, and then was taken away by Yu Xiuyan." Jiang Zhu said.
Yu Linzhi didn't want to go back, but Yu Xiuyan seemed to have said something in his ear, so Yu Linzhi went back reluctantly.
Nangong Sihua thought for a moment and made a phone call to Yu Xiuyan.
"Who?" Yu Xiuyan's voice came.
"Me." Nangong Sihua said lightly.
"Hey, wake up." Yu Xiuyan teased.
"I was just regretting that I lost a mortal enemy, and you woke up."
"Tell Yu Linzhi to answer the phone." Nangong Sihua was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
Yu Xiuyan looked at his son who was reading a book seriously.
Just when he wanted to take revenge for the last time, his cell phone was snatched away by his son.
"How is Xiao Qingli?" Xue Lingzi asked anxiously.
He came back to find a way to get rid of the evil spirit in his body.
The wounds of Xiao Jinlian and Nangong Sihua were contaminated with demonic energy.
You must find a way to remove it, otherwise the wound will continue to worsen.
"Not awake yet." Nangong Sihua replied.
"Can you come to the hospital? I have something to discuss with you."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Xue Lingzi agreed.
Yu Xiuyan next to him looked confused. What were they talking about?
Why doesn't he understand at all?
Xue Lingzi picked up her schoolbag and ran out.
"Not my son! Come back! Why do you want to listen to Nangong Sihua?" Yu Xiuyan shouted from behind Xue Lingzi.
Xue Lingzi didn't even turn around.
In the attic of Nangong's house, the Demon King uses his energy to heal his injuries.
After a moment, a mouthful of blood spat out on the ground.
I absorbed so many souls before, but they were all in vain.
The injury got worse.
"Go and find me more souls." The Demon King said to Nangong Shaohua.
Nangong Shaohua changed the medicine beside him, and then re-bandaged his wound.
"Okay." Nangong Shaohua responded hoarsely.
"Then what's the origin of that little kid and Nangong Sihua." Nangong Shaohua thought of the weird things about Nangong Sihua and that little kid.
"You seem to be afraid of the kid's blood and the sudden appearance of the gold chain."
"That child and Nangong Sihua are not just alike. If I guessed correctly, that child should be the Golden Lotus, a sacred object of Buddhism. As for Nangong Sihua, I didn't guess it." The Demon King said.
He actually met the Buddhist Holy Lotus.
And it is the Golden Lotus that has already transformed.
If he has the golden lotus, he can absorb merit. As long as he absorbs enough merit, he can become a god.
Who will be his opponent then?
"What should we do?!" Nangong Shaohua asked.
Could it be that they couldn't touch Nangong Sihua and that little kid?
"There is a way, it just depends on whether you are willing to pay the price." The Demon King said gloomily.
"No matter what the cost, as long as I can defeat Nangong Sihua, I am willing." Nangong Shaohua said crazily.
The crazy look reveals the devil.
"Okay." The Demon King nodded with satisfaction.
He likes people with inner demons like this, because as long as he catches their obsession, he can easily control them.
In the hospital, Xue Lingzi stood in front of Xiao Qingli's bed, held her little hand, and injected some magic power into her.
Because she was still young, Xue Lingzi didn't dare to input too much.
"Is there any way to kill the demon?" Nangong Sihua asked directly.
"Yes, Sanskrit." Xue Lingzi looked at Nangong Sihua and said.
"Sanskrit?" Nangong Sihua murmured.
"Yes, Sanskrit can purify evil spirits." Xue Lingzi said.
"I want to learn." Nangong Sihua said.
"This is only found in Western Buddhist gods." Xue Lingzi had a headache.
He is in charge of the power of ice and snow, and he really doesn't know Sanskrit.
"What should we do? Is there no other way to get Sanskrit?" Nangong Sihua asked with a frown.
"I can get Sanskrit, but we can't understand it at all. Only the Western Buddha and his disciples can understand it." Xue Lingzi explained.
Sanskrit is found at the entrance to the palaces of Western Buddhas.
But if you don’t understand, learning will be of no use.
The western side automatically opened and closed the barrier tens of thousands of years ago.
No one came out.
So they speculated whether the Buddha and all the people under him had died.
"Get the Sanskrit first and let's study it," Nangong Sihua said.
It would be great if you can get it and see if you can research anything.
You can't be so passive and do nothing.
"Okay." Xue Lingzi nodded.
Nan Yu and others looked confused when they heard this.
Why can they understand every word that the young master and this little brat say, but they can't understand them all together.
What Sanskrit?
What kind of demon?
"Young Master, can I ask, what are you talking about?" Nan Yu asked aloud.
Nangong Sihua glanced at Xue Lingzi, who was now a wounded person and had limited energy.
Xue Lingzi helplessly explained to Nan Yu and the others about the demon world and other interfaces.
If it weren't for the fact that he was Xiao Jinlian's father, he wouldn't have bothered to explain it to his subordinates again.
After hearing this, Nan Yu was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.
It turns out that the world is more than what they see every day.
It’s not just people either.
It seems that they are short-sighted.
