He only used a small amount on the madam. If he used more, she might stop breathing.
The only problem is that this medicine needs to enter the blood circulation system. Generally, it needs to be inserted into the body to see blood to be effective. Hong Haoyi does not want to hurt the wife, so the vagina is the best choice. Thousands of years later, we know that the vagina is the same "mucosal membrane" as the lining of the mouth, eyes, etc., and small molecule drugs and bacteria can be absorbed directly into the capillaries through the mucosa, and the effects will be effective quickly.
In fact, he almost couldn't hold himself back just now.
In fact, he thought, he really wanted to, but he had more important things to do, which kept his rationality at the upper hand.
"I'm sorry, Xiu Xiu." He wasn't sure whether this apology was really necessary. Maybe he was right. Xiu Xiu was really a monster, even if his instinct for feeling monsters didn't feel it.
He covered the wife with a quilt and put on his clothes before gently pushing the door open and going to get the serial divine arm crossbow and quiver he had hidden in the corner outside the door.
With the arrow already loaded, Beishen Sou regained his hunter's acumen and slowly opened the door next to the Madam's bedroom, the room where the Rat King was worshiped every night.
An oil lamp was lit in the room, illuminating the table full of food. A creature squatting on the dining table was slowly chewing the food with its head lowered, bowl and chopsticks in hand.
Hong Haoyi turned around and closed the door gently, looking at the creature sadly.
The creature seemed to notice it, and suddenly stopped its chopsticks, turning back to stare at him in shock. Hong Haoyi saw an old face, with wrinkles covering every inch of skin, sparse white hair that was very messy, a two-foot-long body without any strands of clothing, and two withered breasts hanging down.
She has only one eye, which is as round as red pills, and the other is bottomless, like a hole leading to nowhere.
Hong Haoyi said hello first: "Meet my great-grandmother."
The creature stared at the divine arm crossbow in his hand, its chin trembled slightly, and it made a dry and high-pitched voice: "Who are you?"
"I am your great-great-grandson."
When she heard that it was her offspring, her face relaxed a little, and then she said sharply: "Don't disturb me while I'm eating." She turned around and said, "Xiuxiu promised me." After saying that, she continued to eat with her head down, as if it was heaven. The only thing that matters underneath.
"Great-great-grandmother," Hong Haoyi still interrupted her, "Why can you live so long? You are two or three hundred years old, right?" In fact, when he was a child, the matter of his great-great-grandmother was not a secret.
At that time, my great-great-grandmother was already shortened, but not as short as she is now. She was not afraid of the cold in winter or the heat in summer. She gradually stopped wearing clothes and didn't like to see people, so she hid in her room all day long.
Over time, and twenty years later, her family almost ignored her existence.
Until one day, she was hungry and went to the kitchen to look for food. Her monster-like appearance frightened the servants. The family was afraid that if the news spread, it would bring disgrace to the family, so they tied her up with chains and locked her in an iron cage.
Hong Haoyi didn't know the history of her being locked up. When he learned that Xiuxiu was married to his cousin, he had little contact with the Li family.
"Great-grandmother, do you still want to live?" Hong Haoyi slowly raised the crossbow, the short arrow exuded cold air, and little frost powder fell from the arrow cluster.
"Who doesn't want to live?" Great-grandmother stared at him, "Are you going to kill me?"
"Will you be happy living like this?" Hong Haoyi aimed the divine arm crossbow at her.
"Xiuxiu also asked me," she raised her left hand, which was as thin as a toothpick. One of the five fingers was missing, "so I gave her happiness."
After Xiu Xiu took over the Li family, she released her from the iron cage. She was very grateful to Xiu Xiu, so she gave her a little finger.
"Don't kill me," my great-grandmother pretended to break her finger, "I will also give you a long life."
"How can I live a long life?" Hong Haoyi's forehead glowed with red light, illuminating the room.
"Eat a piece of me and you will become just like me." As she spoke, she did not forget to take a bite of the rice.
"Thank you, great-grandmother, for your love, but I'm tired of living," Hong Haoyi slowly pressed into her. "My sons died one by one, and so did your grandchildren. Each generation and each one will not live long."
My great-great-grandmother scolded in a sharp voice: "If you don't care about your grandchildren, if you don't care about your grandchildren, what does it have to do with me?"
"Ancestors are connected with their descendants. Whether they are dead or alive, as long as the energy and blood are still there, misfortunes and blessings will affect the descendants." Hong Haoyi's eyebrows suddenly burst into red light, and he put his finger on the trigger, "As long as you are no longer here, , at least your Li family will not be extinct for the time being."
"The Li family has nothing to do with me, I just want Xiuxiu." Great-grandmother said sternly: "The Li family is engaged in murder. I don't know how many dead souls have been added to the world and how many evils have been committed by the four generations. How can I be blamed?" On my head?"
Hong Haoyi stood in front of his great-great-grandmother, pointing the cold arrows at her head: "What I'm curious about is, whose piece did you eat back then?"
He was so close that my great-grandmother could smell him just by craning her neck.
"I recognize you, I recognize you..." My great-grandmother opened her red eye and murmured, "When you were very young, you often played in the workshop, right?"
"Yes, I saw you when I was a child. You were taller then than you are now."
My great-grandmother pointed at him: "You had an accident when you were a child. You were injured by an arrow in the workshop. It was my great-grandson's spiral arrow. The arrow penetrated your head. Do you remember?"
Hong Haoyi was stunned: "I don't remember..."
He did have an accident when he was a child, but he couldn't remember what kind of accident it was.
"If the spiral arrow pierces the stomach, it will rupture the intestines if it is pulled out. If it pierces the skull, if it is pulled out, it will split the brain." The sharp voice of my great-grandmother was the voice of a living ancestor, with incomparable majesty, "Your little head The shell is so thin and fragile, and they managed to cut out the bones around the arrow cluster. A hole was made in your head, and the white brain was visible. They wanted to put you to sleep so that the brain matter would not flow out."
Hong Haoyi was shivering all over, not because of the coldness of the crossbow in his hand, but because he had guessed what his great-grandmother was going to say next.
"Your mother begged me to save you," my great-grandmother raised her finger high and pointed at his forehead, "I gave you an eye, and that is my eye."
In terms of anatomy, the thick optic nerve behind the eyeball directly communicates with the brain, so the eyeball can be regarded as an exposed head.
She put her eyeballs into the hole in the skull, and the eyeballs stuck to Hong Haoyi's brain and merged into one, blocking the hole and becoming part of his brain.
From then on, he had the ability to sense monsters.
Whenever a monster approaches, the red eyes on his forehead will detect it and notify his head.
Whenever he has murderous intentions, the red eyes on his forehead will glow red.
For the first time in his life, Hong Haoyi was so excited that his whole body trembled and he couldn't even hold the divine arm crossbow.
He remembered what Xiu Xiu said just now: "You are also a monster..." Did she already know that?
He knelt on the ground and stared blankly at the ground. The flame of the oil lamp flickered slightly, causing the figures of him and his great-grandmother to sway uneasily.
When my great-grandmother saw that he was silent, she continued to eat like nothing happened.
Hong Haoyi's head fell into unprecedented chaos. Scenes of hunting monsters in the past flashed before his eyes. He recalled the feeling of his body when he noticed the monster. He always thought it was his innate intuition and the important task of killing monsters given to him by God.
When my great-grandmother was full, she wiped her mouth with a silk scarf folded on the table, slowly climbed from the table to his shoulders, held his head, and whispered in his ear: "You know why I would rather Don't you want to be a monster rather than a human?" Her tone was not sad, but she said as if she was relieved: "In this world, it is difficult to distinguish between humans and monsters, and humans are more terrifying than demons. The Li family specializes in weapons that kill the same kind. Four generations have committed evil, and although I was born into the Li family, I don’t want to be a ghost of the Li family when I die!”
Hong Haoyi never thought that his great-great-grandmother would have such deep grudge against her husband's family.
"Great-great-grandmother, you haven't replied to me yet..." Hong Haoyi murmured, "What kind of meat have you eaten? What kind of monster are you?"
My great-great-grandmother chuckled and said, "To tell you the truth, my great-great-grandson, what I eat is not just any monster, but Yaksha meat, the ancient flying Yaksha meat."
That makes sense. The legendary Yasha is agile and agile. Maybe his skills are related to this, and his strong body is also related to this. After all, he and the monster's eyeballs are connected by blood.
