Shui Miaomiao's weak breathing gradually strengthened and gradually returned to stability.
Mu Cang grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand that was hitting the outside of the quilt and stuffed it into the quilt. This hand was not cold at first. It was developing for the better, right?
"Don't cover her up. She'll be very active after a while."
After hearing the words of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, Mu Cang loosened the quilt.
"Let's go." The Saint Yuan Ancestor looked at Mu Cang's back, stood motionless by the bed, stared at Shui Miaomiao, then stood up and said, "I will remove the restriction and bring in the cold girl."
This is the girl Shui Miaomiao's bedroom after all, and it's unreasonable for Mu Cang to keep guarding it.
Mu Cang nodded and suddenly said, "Ancestor said that Miaomiao's soul is loose. What does it mean? Is she prone to such things?"
"Compared to ordinary people, her soul is indeed more vulnerable to harm." The Saint Yuan Ancestor replied casually. Before raising his eyes, Mu Cang turned around quickly and knelt down to the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
The one who was kowtowing was really solid. The Saint Yuan Ancestor subconsciously sat up and straightened his back. He had never seen such a solid person when he accepted his disciples.
"Please teach me, ancestor."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor quickly understood what Mu Cang meant, "You want to learn to summon souls."
"yes."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor showed hesitation. Soul summoning was not an ordinary technique. There was no such thing as success or failure. There was only a difference between life and death.
You can't keep someone else's apprentice and then give someone else a corpse.
"Summoning souls is of little use to you now." The Holy Ancestor advised.
In their time, demons were rampant, foreign races were born, and anything could happen. If you went out for a walk, your soul could be sucked away for a moment or two. Protecting your soul was important, but it is no longer necessary. The entire world of gods and demons has Unprecedented peace.
But who knows that peace is a precursor to death?
"Change to another one. You must know that in this study, I only plan to teach each person one. I have taught you a lot, but none of you have learned it. I can continue to change it, but if you ask for it, if you can't learn it, I will I won’t teach you anything.”
"Please give me some advice, ancestor." Mu Cang said without any hesitation.
Seeing that Mu Cang was so determined, the Saint Yuan Ancestor couldn't say anything, "If you insist, then let's make an agreement first. It's not easy to summon the soul. You can send a message to your master to say that I will come to you in three days." .”
An Jue Lao shouldn't care about this, and he won't tell An Jue Lao, because he has never been able to contact An Jue Lao, and he was the one who contacted him every time.
But Mu Cang still agreed on his face, and Saint Yuan Ancestor also had good intentions, and probably wanted his master to persuade him.
But it would be a blessing if An Jue was not there to make noises.
Leng Ningchi felt that she should stay away from Shui Miaomiao, but there was really no one else suitable to take care of Shui Miaomiao except her.
Shui Miaomiao lay in bed for nearly two days in a daze.
Opening his eyes, Shui Miaomiao rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. His limbs were sore and weak. Did he oversleep again?
Leng Ningchi opened the door, held the medicine bowl, looked at Shui Miaomiao, and walked over happily, "Miaomiao! How are you feeling? What's wrong?"
Shui Miaomiao didn't understand the situation yet, so she stretched and said, "No, I just slept for a long time. I feel like I had a weird dream. I seemed to be helping someone deliver the baby again, and then I went bungee jumping?"
"Hiss." Shui Miaomiao suddenly felt pain and covered the back of her head.
"What's wrong?" Leng Ning asked with concern.
"My scalp hurts." Shui Miaomiao said aggrievedly, "I probably slept in the wrong position and my hair was pressed."
You must know that the pain that Saint Yuan Ancestor suffered to keep Shui Miaomiao awake was directly affecting the soul. He had tried his best to choose the place with the least sequelae to inflict damage.
But after the soul returned to the body, Shui Miaomiao felt that her scalp hurt as if it had been burned, but it was not unbearable. But she had just gotten up and was still too lazy. There were only herself and Leng Ningchi in the room, so Shui Miaomiao fell directly. A few tears.
Leng Ningchi said with heartache, "It hurts, I'll call the Saint Yuan Ancestor."
"Why are you calling me Ancestor?" Shui Miaomiao was confused. She just wanted to act coquettishly. Shui Miaomiao opened her arms and said, "Just give me a hug!"
But Leng Ningchi's evasive attitude was so obvious.
Hey, I just slept for a while, what a big change! Shui Miaomiao froze on the spot.
Leng Ningchi hurriedly found an excuse, picked up the medicine on the side and said, "The medicine is going to be cold, Miaomiao should drink the medicine first."
"Medicine!" Shui Miaomiao protested in confusion, "I stopped having a fever a long time ago!"
"No." Leng Ningchi explained.
Shui Miaomiao's memory still lingers on the day when she was chased up a tree by a little puppy. The time she opened and closed her eyes for more than ten days was gone!
"...That's it, so Miaomiao, you'd better stay away from me."
"fart!"
Listening to Shui Miaomiao's foul language, Leng Ning's beautiful eyes widened in confusion and she didn't answer the question for a moment.
"Who said that, the Saint Yuan Ancestor?" Shui Miaomiao stood up from the bed and cursed loudly, "You asked him to come over and talk nonsense at his age. Can the symptoms you mentioned be frozen out? "
Seeing such energetic Shui Miaomiao, Leng Ning didn't realize that Shui Miaomiao was vulgar. Instead, she found him cute. After so many days, her face finally became a little more smiley.
"Besides, I feel so cold next to you! Don't listen to their nonsense. They are just jealous that I have you. Come on, give me a hug."
What does it mean that you have me? Leng Ningchi's cheeks were flushed, but he still shook his head firmly.
"Oops, dizzy." Shui Miao held her forehead and staggered, "I haven't eaten in a few days. I seem to have low blood sugar."
Seeing that Shui Miaomiao was about to fall off the bed, Leng Ningchi hurriedly put down the medicine bowl in his hand and went to pick it up.
"Oh, I've got it now." Shui Miaomiao raised her head from Leng Ningchi's arms, her cunning eyes sparkling, there was no one she couldn't trick.
"you"
Before Leng Ningchi could say anything, Shui Miaomiao had already wrapped her around him like an octopus, hugging Leng Ningchi tightly.
"I don't care, I don't feel cold anyway, so if your reason is not valid, you can't use this reason to alienate me. Of course, I'm not unreasonable. I still accept reasonable reasons, such as hating me or finding me annoying. Ah, you don’t want to be friends with me anymore or something like that.”
Shui Miaomiao paused for a moment and looked at Leng Ningchi, "So, do you have anything to say?"
Leng Ningchi sighed softly, fearing that Shui Miaomiao would really fall off the bed, so he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Shui Miaomiao and said solemnly, "Leng Ningchi will never hate Shui Miaomiao, Leng Ningchixiang and Shui Miaomiao" Be friends for life.”
"That means there is no reason." Shui Miaomiao sat up straighter and rubbed his head on Leng Ningchi's arm, "Then come over here, your scent is reassuring."
Although Shui Miaomiao couldn't smell it, it didn't stop Shui Miaomiao from praising Leng Ningchi.
What should I do? It is best for Shui Miaomiao to stay away from me, but I will never take the initiative to ask Shui Miaomiao to stay away from me. It is selfish.
The two of them sat cuddling on the bed, quietly. Shui Miaomiao suddenly felt a little grateful to the Saint Yuan Ancestor. His heavy dose of medicine helped him to calm down Leng Ning's infatuation.
There was a knock on the door followed by Mu Cang's voice, "Miaomiao is awake? Can I come in and say goodbye?"
