I don’t know how long it took, but Xingxin woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his senior brother looking at him anxiously.
Xingxin stirred and found that his whole body felt like it was falling apart. The senior brother on the side breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Huan Xin wake up and said to him: "Don't move around. I have cleaned your wounds with glutinous rice and lard. Most of the corpse poison has been cleaned out. As for the remaining poison in the body, You can prescribe the corpse poison for yourself when you're done, you're the best at this."
After saying that, the senior brother sighed and said to Huan Xin: "You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Do you know what kind of zombie you killed?"
Huan Xin struggled to sit up in pain, but the senior brother held him down and said to him: "Stop moving, you just woke up, this time you have offended the family of raising corpses to death. What you killed was a century-old red-haired corpse king. You should have noticed that it was a flying corpse, and you didn’t even think about the concept of a flying corpse, so you dared to hit it hard!"
Huan Xin opened her mouth and asked with difficulty: "Is that zombie dead?"
Li Hexiang sighed and said, "You can't die anymore."
Huan Xinzai didn't speak, closed his eyes, sighed and asked: "Elder brother, how many days have I been in coma?"
"It's been three days. Changshu contacted me, and I happened to be not far from here, so I hurried here."
Huan Xin said a few more words briefly, and Li Hexiang asked him to have a good rest and stop moving.
A few days later, under Li Hexiang's care, Huanxin improved a lot, and the scratches on her chest and the bloody holes on her shoulders had scabbed over. Only the ankle was bitten by the Corpse King, and the poison was the strongest. Huan Xin wrote a herbal recipe for Li Hexiang and applied it on it. After a few days, it started to heal.
Huan Xin has been recuperating in Zhang Wenliang's manor these days. Ever since Zhang Wenliang experienced the zombies that night, seeing Huan Xin's expression was like seeing his "biological father". After all, Huan Xin not only solved the feng shui problem of my father's tomb, but also killed a terrible zombie and eliminated future troubles.
Zhang Wenliang was naturally unambiguous. He thought about how to repay Huan Xin. After much deliberation, he felt that nothing was appropriate. Finally, at the suggestion of his wife, he decided to give Huan Xin a house.
This house was allocated by the school many years ago when Zhang Wenliang was a teacher at the university. Since Zhang Wenliang later went abroad to work in the sea, this house became vacant. Zhang Wenliang, who has rarely visited Huhai in recent years, I had almost forgotten that such a house existed. It happened to be vacant right now, so it was the most suitable place to occupy my heart.
This house is just across the road from the school. Zhang Wenliang was assigned one because he was too good. Even Li Changshu was not assigned one back then. At first, Huan Xin refused. After all, the value of a house in the school district in Shanghai was beyond what he could afford. Later, when Zhang Wenliang saw that Huan Xin refused to accept the offer, he had no choice but to change his approach. The rent of one dollar was rented to Huan Xin.
Huan Xin looked at Zhang Wenliang's sincerity, but still resisted and didn't want to accept it. Finally, the senior brother stood up and said: "If you don't accept it, the cause and effect will never be understood. Since I have the intention to repay you, you have a clear conscience for suffering it." Yes, after all, this matter is too big, let alone a house, even if he puts all his family property on it, it is not as good as a red-haired corpse king, so you should just leave this matter alone."
Then Li Hexiang gave Zhang Wenliang the only 300 he had on him at the rent of one yuan per month as he said, and told Zhang Wenliang: "Since I can only take out 300, it proves that for this house, we can only Rent for twenty-five years, this is God’s will, so be it, after twenty-five years, we will definitely return it, let’s talk about it then!”
After Huan Xin recovered from his injury, he still came to the pit where the battle took place that night. Looking at the pit that had been sealed with cement, he took a breath of fear and took a breath of cold air. After that, the senior brother gave him some advice, like The "red-haired flying corpse" in the pit must have gone through at least hundreds of years of cultivation. In the current Dharma-ending era, this kind of zombie can be said to be extinct. If someone raised it, it must be from that sect. Unexpectedly, the supreme treasure died in the hands of a young man who was in the realm of Qi training. Li Hexiang also smiled and said: "It's like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. If this spreads, you will really become popular." "
Huan Xin smiled and shook his head and said, "It's better to let Second Senior Brother get the blame. He strongly insisted on taking the blame."
The senior brother smiled and said: "This second junior brother is also an interesting person, so we brothers are welcome."
Then the two of them set up a sign beside the pit, with a few words engraved on it: Beiming Sect, let the German army do justice here. If you don't accept it, I will serve you at any time in Kunlun.
After writing, Huan Xin took a photo of her second senior brother, who gave her a scissor-hands gesture in return, a victorious expression, and told her very happily that Huan Xin had done a good job. However, what the second senior brother didn't know was that it was a red-haired corpse king that called the heart to die. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to calmly agree like this. Only this move of the second senior brother would have almost harmed his whole family in the future.
After the matter was settled, Quan Xin and his senior brother said goodbye to Zhang Wenliang, and told Zhang Wenliang that if anyone came to his door, he should never use hard steel and blame everything on a person named "Ba Dejun". .
Zhang Wenliang also knew that this matter was not a trivial matter and was beyond his own ability, so he wrote down Huan Xin's words, and then forced the key to the house into Huan Xin's hand. Huan Xin looked at the key in his hand, smiled, and had no choice but to accept it respectfully.
Just like that, Huoxin followed his senior brother and walked towards Huhai.
Huan Xin's injury was almost healed in a few days, but it left deep scars on his body. The senior brother promised him that he would refine a kind of elixir for him, and after eating it, Huan Xin would be back to his original state. I thanked my senior brother first, but he thought men were quite handsome with scars on their bodies. Every wound was a "military medal"!
When Huan Xin was recuperating in the villa, Xiao Min anxiously called him every day. In the end, the senior brother answered the call and said that there was someone taking care of him here, and asked him to go see Xiao Min when he was well. Qingxin was also very touched, after all, someone cared about him like this. What he didn't expect was that there was more than one person who cared about him.
That day he also received a text message from Su He: Choir, are you no longer participating?
This simple sentence made Huan Xin feel complicated in his heart. He always felt that every time he got close to Su He, he was mercilessly hurting Xiao Min. He also thought that he should explain it clearly to Su He at some time, otherwise they It will get deeper and deeper.
After returning to Huhai, the senior brother said goodbye to Huan Xin, saying that he was used to being alone and would go to Kunlun next month. After telling Huan Xin to take care, he turned around and left.
Huan Xin looked at the senior brother's back and sighed. In fact, he knew in his heart that the senior brother missed Li Changshu very much, but he had not wanted to see him for decades because of his ageless appearance. He could not face his relatives. Although Li Changshu was very accepting, the senior brother was still a stubborn old man at heart and had not seen him for so many years.
Once, the eldest brother said personally, "I owe Chang Shu and his mother all my life."
After the senior brother left, Huan Xin picked up the phone and wanted to report to Xiao Min that he was safe, but Xiao Min couldn't get through. Finally, Huan Xin, holding the phone at a loss, made another phone call in a daze.
A clear, yet extremely stubborn voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello!"
