The sound of the bell seemed to suddenly become quieter, and Baomu squinted his eyes and looked over.
Lingluo held a pillow on the bed in her hands and watched them with concern. She used the pillow to press the ringing spiritual flag on her chest, and used this cute little method to manually reduce the size of the spiritual flag. sound.
Everyone even held their breath.
They are all helping me and Miaozhen.
Baomu moved his eyes away and refocused on the new world in front of him.
Miaozhen, please tell me.
Xiaolan covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound or even breathe.
Baomu is suspended above Miaozhen's body. The two people in Baomu's circle of knowledge seem to have entered a vacuum area. Their bodies are floating in the air, surrounded by countless dust particles in the halo.
Looking carefully, those dust particles solidified into faint filamentous objects. Those filaments kept floating out from Miaozhen's body, and then gathered on Baomu's body.
Come on, Brother Baomu.
Our most powerful Brother Baomu can definitely do it.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the spirit flags on Lingluo's chest could no longer be suppressed. Xiaolan's breath had reached the end. She opened her mouth and quietly exhaled half a breath.
Suddenly everything went dark.
Xiaolan was startled and thought it was an enemy flashing over with black clouds that overwhelmed the city. But when she looked closely, she realized that it was not darkness coming, but the light beam disappeared.
The halo of light surrounding Baomu and Miaozhen went out in an instant. Baomu fell from the air and almost fell on Miaozhen. He adjusted his posture in the air in time, and finally rolled down from the bed in embarrassment, knocking heavily on the bed. on the ground.
Li Muyuan reached out to help him, but Baomu gasped for breath, pushed Li Muyuan's hand away, stared and shouted, "Save Miaozhen! The wound is on the top of his head!"
Li Muyuan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stretched out his hands towards Miaozhen's head.
"No trace!" he shouted.
Regardless of the pain, Baomu climbed up and rummaged through the hair on Miaozhen's head for a long time. Miaozhen's hair was thin and soft, and was tangled up by the two of them, like a small animal.
"It should be here," Baomu pressed his finger on the center of Miaozhen's head, "There is something here."
Li Muyuan quickly put his hand over and started groping.
"What is it?"
"I don't know..." Baomu gasped with his mouth open, his lips extremely dry, "I can only feel that there is something there, something that does not belong to Miaozhen's body."
"Sure enough, I can't feel it at all," Li Muyuan looked up at them, "I have to find a way to take that thing out."
"Do you want... do you want a craniotomy?" Qin Yin asked tremblingly.
"It's too late," Li Muyuan said, "and it would be too dangerous."
"Muyuan, can you look at this?"
The Taoist Master said, handing over a charm.
Li Muyuan lowered his head and looked at the talisman. The talisman was much smaller than the ordinary talisman. The runes drawn on the ginger-yellow talisman were also much simpler. The surface of the talisman was densely covered with creases. The Taoist leader usually liked to draw it. Some uncommon talismans were folded into small stars for easy carrying. It seemed that this one was the one he had just taken apart.
"This is……"
"This is a charm, called the index charm," the Taoist priest said. "The index charm can locate metals and water sources. It is usually used to locate underground mineral deposits and groundwater when going out for adventure. I know that just locating it is not feasible, so I used the index charm to locate metal and water sources. Half of the appearance talisman is pasted on the back, specially used to deal with invisible things."
The Taoist Master turned over the crumpled index talisman, and there was indeed half a folded talisman stuck to the back. The appearance talisman can only defeat invisible things, so its own runes are also invisible.
"This..." Li Muyuan hesitated.
On the one hand, he had doubts about the talisman's ability to save people, and on the other hand, the purpose of this talisman seemed a bit too crude.
"No matter what, you should give it a try first," Lingluo shouted from behind everyone, "This little guy is really dying."
"There is no other way now," Xiaolan said to Li Muyuan, "Miaozhen's situation is getting worse and worse."
Li Muyuan gritted his back teeth and decisively gave up his position.
"Brother Dao, please."
The Taoist Master held the talisman tightly, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the position pointed by Bao Mu and Li Muyuan, held the index talisman between his two fingers, and gently tapped the talisman.
Everyone held their breath and waited nervously.
I don't know if she had an illusion, but Xiaolan always felt that the sound of Lingluo's spiritual flag seemed to be quieter.
The Taoist Master softly uttered two strings of vague spells. After a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Got it!
The Taoist Master stopped reciting the incantation, held the edge of the talisman with his backhand, and lifted it up little by little.
The smell of blood.
Everyone smelled it.
Baomu covered his mouth, not knowing whether it was because he was stimulated by the strong smell of blood, or because of the shock brought to them by the scene in front of them.
That talisman brought out a silver needle stained with blood from the center of Miaozhen's head.
Miaozhen's body began to twitch uneasily, and the Taoist priest cast a questioning look at Li Muyuan. Li Muyuan frowned, but his tone was decisive, "Continue."
The silver needle seemed to grow out of Miaozhen's head, getting longer and longer, until it was almost as long as a person's hand. The Taoist Master's hand holding the talisman trembled suddenly, and the silver needle The needle finally completely left Miaozhen's body, and the blood from the needle tip dripped and penetrated into the snow-white pillow.
bell……
The sound of Lingluo's spirit flag suddenly stopped. Lingluo turned her head and looked at the quiet spirit flag, her eyes full of surprise.
After the silver needle was taken out, bright red blood gushed out from Miaozhen's wound. At the same time, Miaozhen's whole body was like a deflated rubber ball. His body shrank rapidly and became thinner. Li Muyuan hurriedly stepped forward to suppress Miaozhen's body. At the acupuncture point, the other hand reached into the lapel and took out something. Li Muyuan pressed the thing on Miaozhen's wound. The blood quickly covered the thing. The blood flowed more and more, but Miaozhen's face was covered with blood. The blood color seems to be recovering.
"Breathing has recovered." Luo Jiutian used his fingers to explore Miaozhen's breath and said.
Qin Yin said nervously, "Is it..."
"Leave it to me next," Li Muyuan nodded to everyone, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Is Miaozhen okay?" Baomu asked.
"At least he won't die," Li Muyuan said. "The injury is serious, but I will try my best."
"He bleeds so much, does it matter?" Xiaolan said, looking at the blood that kept flowing.
"This blood needs to be shed," Li Muyuan said, "Don't worry, try to contact the head of the Xiahua family first, and ask her to inform the General Assembly of the news, especially on the fifth watch."
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