Cheng Han stared at the twins and recited decisively: "Deduction!"
A familiar chill filled my scalp.
The illusion slowly emerged.
The result of the deduction made him understand the reason.
But it also made him more confused.
This matter seems to be very simple!
the other side.
The twins were out of breath from coughing, and their little faces were red.
The female stall owner held the two children in her arms and patted their backs repeatedly in an attempt to relieve their symptoms.
But it doesn't help.
An old woman setting up a stall next to her said enthusiastically: "My grandson also coughed badly once. I gently kneaded his neck and pressed his chest, and the condition quickly improved."
She picked up a little girl from the hands of the female stall owner and gave the latter a demonstration: "Xiao Chen, learn from my technique."
The female stall owner was ill and sought medical treatment urgently, but she started doing the same thing.
But it's no use.
The twins were still coughing.
"Cough! Cough!"
One of the little girls coughed so hard that her voice became hoarse.
There was even a slight red tint visible in the droplets she coughed up.
It was obviously a vocal cord injury.
The old woman thought for a while and then said: "Xiao Chen, please increase your strength appropriately."
Cheng Han strode closer and shouted: "Stop! Stop pressing the button!"
This is simply playing the piano randomly!
Children's bodies are already fragile. If you press their chests hard, your ribs may be broken.
The female stall owner was deeply impressed by his tricks. When she saw this, she stopped pressing and asked with a look of help: "What should I do?"
The old woman frowned: "Xiao Chen, what does this student know? Don't stop..."
Cheng Han's eyes flashed with a faint purple light, and he shouted unceremoniously: "Stop talking!"
The old woman immediately felt dizzy and couldn't speak anymore.
This is naturally the function of the Linghuan residual seal.
In the past, Cheng Han was not proficient in mastering the residual seal, and every time he used it it was an "indiscriminate" blow.
Now he can only target specific targets and will no longer "accidentally hurt" others.
Cheng Han squatted next to the twins and said quickly: "I have condensed the source sense seal. Believe me, I have a way to stop their coughing."
The female stall owner gained a little more confidence after hearing this, and implored eagerly: "Please help Linlin and Longlong."
Cheng Han nodded, looked at the little girl in her arms, and ordered: "Hold her tight, don't let her move!"
The female stall owner quickly complied.
Cheng Han raised his right index finger and activated the true flame remnant seal with his mind. An imperceptible white light flashed across his fingertip.
He moved his right hand and poked the little girl's chest with his index finger.
The next moment.
Cheng Han's body trembled slightly.
Invisible to ordinary people, a confrontation took place.
A strange white light spread into a large net in an instant, and poured into the little girl's chest like mercury pouring down the ground.
A trace of black mist suddenly emerged from the latter's body.
This is the culprit of coughing!
According to the deduction results of the omniscient eye, a few days ago, the twins were inadvertently contaminated with this strange power.
And when Cheng Han stroked their heads just now, something quite coincidental happened.
Since he possesses the residual seal of true flame, his soul naturally carries the aura of extraordinary power.
After condensing the Source Sense Seal, he developed a strange connection with the Source Energy Abyss, and his extraordinary aura became stronger.
It just so happened that the power of the true flame remnant seal happened to restrain the black mist.
When Black Mist sensed the breath, he felt a sense of crisis and attacked the twins, causing the latter to cough violently.
At this time.
The black mist seemed to sense that something was wrong, and shrank sharply into a point, then quickly hit the top, as if planning to escape.
However.
Cheng Han had expected all this.
With a thought in his mind, the white light suddenly expanded and accurately touched the black mist.
"Ah~"
A shrill, illusory wail suddenly sounded in the minds of several people.
It sounded like a dying howl.
The next scene was like ice and snow meeting sunlight.
In the blink of an eye, the black fog disappeared completely.
The female stall owner was startled: "What's the sound?"
The old woman was so shocked that she sat down on the ground.
Cheng Han shook his head calmly: "It's nothing! It should be an illusion."
The female stall owner looked suspicious: "But..."
Cheng Han interrupted her: "Your daughter probably won't cough anymore."
After just a few breaths, the little girl's cough significantly eased.
She coughed a few more times and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, my throat hurts."
Cheng Han looked at the little girl and smiled: "You coughed too hard just now and your throat was slightly injured. You will be fine after a few days of rest."
The female stall owner was greatly surprised: "Sir, you are so awesome!"
The title in her mouth changed several times in succession, first it was "you", then it became "you", and now it is "sir".
In the eyes of this girl, this young man is really magical. Not only can he perform wonderful street tricks, but he also seems to have powers that ordinary people cannot match.
The old woman next to her opened her eyes in surprise.
She really couldn't understand why the boy stopped coughing so violently just by poking it with his finger.
Cheng Han followed suit and controlled the other little girl's cough.
The female stall owner thanked her profusely: "Sir, thank you very much for your help."
Cheng Han hesitated for a moment and then said: "In the recent period, it is best not to let Linlin and Longlong have close contact with Uncle Chen."
The female stall owner was surprised and asked: "Why?"
Cheng Han didn't explain, just said: "Remember my words."
He reached out and touched the twins' heads and said with a smile, "Little guys, I have to leave."
The two little girls felt uncomfortable in their throats and did not speak. They just looked at him steadily, their eyes full of reluctance.
The female stall owner remembered something and said, "Sir, I should pay you a reward."
Cheng Han waved his hand: "It's a simple task, no need!"
This matter has something to do with him, how can he collect money?
He stood up and quickly left the market.
*
When Cheng Han returned home, it was already dark.
"Meow~"
The black cat was waiting at the door and immediately sent greetings.
It turned around again, ran quickly to the kitchen door, and called back: "Ai~"
Cheng Han walked over and took a look, only to see two rabbits on the ground.
One is larger, no less than five pounds.
The other one is smaller, but still weighs three pounds.
Cheng Han stroked the cat's head a few times and praised fiercely: "Sheriff, you are becoming more and more capable."
It can be seen from this scene that this cat's skills in catching rabbits are improving rapidly.
The black cat wagged its tail happily.
Cheng Han looked up at the row of pickled rabbits hanging from the ceiling, and suddenly had a feeling that the black cat was about to become a rabbit killer, and he was afraid that it would have sex with rabbits this winter.
The predecessor of this body used to eat meat every day, and would salivate when he smelled the smell of meat.
But after he traveled through time, he actually faced the trouble of eating too much meat.
Cheng Han looked at the black cat and laughed: "I specially bought barbecue seasonings and will cook you a roast rabbit dinner tonight."
"Meow~"
The black cat's tail wagged more cheerfully.
