Luo Zhongliang and Zhang Jiugua walked outside the hospital together.
Zhang Jiugua is a head taller than Luo Zhongliang, and he is well-dressed and clean.
For a moment, Luo Zhongliang seemed to have replaced Zhang Er, like Zhang Jiugua's follower.
The two quickly left the yard.
Zhang Er, who was standing aside blankly, also had a look of desire in his eyes.
However, he just looked at the courtyard door longingly, and then looked back at me.
"Go to the back mountain and stay with the refugees. It's not that safe for you here, you're still just a child."
I said kindly.
Zhang Er pursed his lips, lowered his head, saluted me again, then turned around and ran out of the courtyard.
I closed my eyes and collected myself.
After I opened my eyes again, my eyes were much calmer and sharper.
I went to the main room first and opened one of the two packages I had placed in the corner.
Slight footsteps came, and I looked out of the corner of my eye. It was a red mastiff approaching me. Its huge head rubbed against my leg, and its blue eyes were full of desire.
At this time, He Qiyue came into the room with a plate of food. She looked at me carefully, with longing in her eyes.
After concentrating for a moment, I said: "The head of the Plague God's Living Corpse still needs to be suppressed by the Golden Ruler. The other feathered green corpse's head cannot be digested by ordinary wolf mastiffs. I will let Dunkong suppress the Plague God's Living Corpse later. The head, it was transformed by the Plague God's curse. In July, you can give it to the wolf mastiffs of the He family's ghost ladies. With that green corpse, plus so many water ghouls, it should be enough to make the He family's strength Increase it once.”
As soon as I finished speaking, excitement burst out on He Qiyue's face.
She nodded repeatedly, bowed to me, and said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Li, in July."
I looked at the red mastiff again. Its eyes were eager for more, and under its trembling mouth, there was constant flow of saliva.
"Take it."
I kicked the Taoist priest's head package that turned into a green corpse. The red mastiff opened its mouth wide and just caught it.
It was as excited as an arrow and rushed to the corner of the yard.
After lying down, the red mastiff pressed its head with its front legs and bit it again.
A cow moo came from the other corner of the yard. Old Huang stood up and flicked his tail. The bull's eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
As a result, the red mastiff bared its teeth and made a threatening sound as if it were protecting food.
Lao Huang changed direction and lay down on the other side of the yard.
I first placed the Dizhi pen and Tiangan inkstone on the table in the main room.
Then he went to Tukong's room and knocked on the door.
Soon the door of the house opened, and He Zhi appeared behind the door, followed by Dunkong.
He looked better, but he still lowered his head and pursed his lips.
He Zhi and I looked at each other. She pursed her lips and had complicated eyes.
I gave her a look first, then looked at Dunkong, and said: "Dunkong, my father needs you to draw a blood talisman of the five mountains to suppress life." Dunkong immediately raised his head, and his slumped eyes suddenly changed. There was a burst of joy and excitement.
"Okay, father." He immediately squeezed past He Zhi and walked out of the room. He quickly walked into the main room.
I nodded to He Zhi again and entered the main room with her.
He Qiyue was still standing there holding the plate. She didn't dare to put it down for fear of interrupting Dun Kong.
Dunkong is laying out blank talisman paper.
When I got to the side, I took out the dagger, cut my fingertips, and squeezed out two drops of blood.
Dunkong was stunned for a moment, and he turned to look at me.
"Father, you..."
"Your injuries have not healed. Also, this corpse head is of great importance. It is made of my father's blood." The excitement that had only risen when he escaped from the sky was obviously dampened by three points at this moment...
He lowered his head to grind the ink, and when the blood and ink mixed together, he raised his pen to draw the talisman.
The plump hair tip soaked in blood and ink fell on the talisman paper, and a five-mountain life-suppressing talisman was instantly outlined.
Dunkong gently lifted the talisman and placed it next to it, seemingly to dry.
But he never stopped.
The Dizhi pen fell into the Tiangan inkstone again, sucking away the remaining blood and ink.
However, the amount of blood ink is not enough, obviously not enough to draw another talisman.
But at this moment, Dunkong's mouth bulged.
With a pop, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood from the tip of his tongue just fell into the Tiangan Inkstone, and he moved faster, shaking the ground pen to mix the blood and ink evenly.
Picking up the pen, Dunkong once again placed the talisman!
This talisman is still the Five Mountains' life-suppressing talisman.
This time there was more blood ink than before, and after drawing the talisman, there was still a lot left.
He drew the second Five Mountains Suppressing Talisman, and immediately drew the Twenty-Four Mountains Suppressing Dragon Talisman!
At this point, the blood ink was completely exhausted.
Dunkong's normally normal complexion now became much paler, and his eyes were slightly dim.
I frowned.
In fact, when Dunkong was vomiting blood just now, I wanted to stop him, but He Zhi grabbed his arm.
It wasn't until now that He Fei showed distress in her eyes that she let go of me.
Dunkong raised his head, his pale face full of tenacity.
But there were more questions in his eyes.
"Father, am I useless?" His words were a bit trembling.
An anxious look suddenly appeared on He Pheasant's face.
My brows furrowed even more tightly, and my face looked complicated, but I just shook my head.
"Dukong, my father and your mother want you to grow up safely. You are not useless."
"Then why, Zhang Jiugua can sacrifice his life to save people, but Luo Zhongliang is still an ordinary person and has to worry about the livelihood of dozens of refugees. Now they have to experience under your arrangement."
"Compared to them, I do seem like a useless person." Dunkong spoke again, the tenacity in his eyes mixed with unwillingness.
His words made me really don't know how to speak.
He Zhi's eyes were also panicked.
She was about to speak.
Dunkong Youmin pursed his lips and whispered: "Father, you said Zhang Er is a child, but Luo Zhongliang is similar in age to him, and even similar to me. You said that because Zhang Er is useless, So, in your eyes, I am too..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Another voice came from the courtyard.
"Dunkong, don't belittle yourself." Dunkong's body stiffened and his words stopped abruptly.
Liu Zhengdao walked slowly into the main room.
"Taoist Master Liu..." Dunkong pursed his lips, his body trembling slightly.
Liu Zhengdao walked to Dunkong's side. He lowered his head and looked at the three talismans on the table carefully.
"Vigorous and powerful, but without losing the mellow spirit, it contains the energy of yin and yang, and it can become a talisman to calm down the life and the mountain."
"Dunkong, don't mention age or bloodline, just seniority. You started earlier than me, so you are considered my senior brother."
"Am I a useless person?" Liu Zhengdao asked in a deep voice.
Dunkong still pursed his lips and shook his head.
"In that case, why do you comment on yourself like this?" Liu Zhengdao said again, his eyes became much more serious.
"The meaning of Xu Fu's talisman is that no one in the world can surpass it. If you are really in a bad mood, I'm afraid you won't be able to draw such great talismans in the future."
Dunkong's body trembled, but he gritted his teeth.
Liu Zhengdao frowned, his eyes fell on me, and there was urging in his eyes.
