The world is spinning.
When Ning Qiushui regained consciousness, everything in front of her eyes was blood red.
A strange figure came in front of him.
Ning Qiushui couldn't see clearly what this man looked like, and didn't know what he was doing.
I felt excruciating pain all over my body, and I had no strength at all. It was like someone had broken all the bones in my body, my chest had been cut open, and my internal organs had been hollowed out.
But the strange thing is that he is very conscious.
Ning Qiushui's blurred vision and blurred hearing caused her to lose the ability to judge the surrounding environment.
All he knew was that a tall man came in front of him, dragging his feet with one hand and walking in one direction.
Ning Qiu Shui's body still felt good. The uneven gravel on the ground scratched her back, leaving bloodstains, but these pains were nothing compared to the feeling of other parts of Ning Qiu Shui's body.
Finally, just when Ning Qiushui felt that his back was bloody, he was dragged into a dark room.
Once he entered the room, the smell hit his nose.
A bad smell, as if something was burning.
Ning Qiushui was no stranger to this taste.
That's the stench of human corpses being burned.
When she smelled this smell, Ning Qiushui felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart!
If nothing else... he seems to be burned!
No, he's not dead yet!
Although Ning Qiushui didn't know what was going on with him, he definitely couldn't be burned!
Ning Qiushui was enveloped in a keen sense of crisis caused by wandering on the line of life and death countless times. He felt that once he was burned, he would die at the beginning of the Blood Gate story!
The strong desire to survive made Ning Qiushui want to take out his ghost weapon immediately, but his body was extremely weak and he had no strength at all. It was impossible to even move, let alone take things!
"……Burned……"
An old voice appeared in Ning Qiushui's ears.
Ning Qiushui did not hear all the words, but the two words "burned" were clearly transmitted to Ning Qiushui's ears.
Immediately afterwards, the tall black figure came directly in front of Ning Qiushui, lifted up the person in front of him and threw it into the flickering stove.
Of course, this was Ning Qiushui's capture of light and shadow, and he still couldn't see clearly everything in front of him.
He was still trying hard to control his body, even if he could move his fingers.
As long as he can move his fingers, he might be able to survive!
Unfortunately, all this was in vain.
Even though Ning Qiushui was very calm and tried every means at his disposal, it still didn't work.
He couldn't move at all.
He could only watch the black shadow in front of him walking towards him, then easily grabbed his body and walked towards the stove...
A burning sensation came over my face.
Ning Qiushui was still making his final struggle. It wasn't until the fire in front of him was about to engulf him that the old voice spoke again.
"etc……"
The black shadow stopped.
Ning Qiu Shui was lifted halfway up by him, and there was a stove under her butt. The feeling was not good at all. Ning Qiu Shui could even hear the sizzling sound on her back, not to mention the terrifying pain of being burned.
My back and ass should be almost ripe.
"Show me this body..."
As the old man spoke slowly, Ning Qiushui was finally lifted back from the stove and thrown to the ground.
A pair of cold and stiff hands touched every corner of Ning Qiushui's body, and the old man suddenly said:
"So much resentment... there must be many unfulfilled long-cherished wishes."
"That's all, my time is coming. I'll help you once before I die."
After the old man finished speaking, he stood up and staggered away. About ten minutes later, he came back with something in his hand. When he came to the front and back of the Ningqiu water, the old man squatted down and stuffed the thing into the water. Ning Qiushui's chest.
The process is very smooth.
This also confirmed Ning Qiushui's suspicion that his chest had indeed been cut open.
After the old man took his hands out of Ning Qiushui's chest, he began to sew up the wound on Ning Qiushui's chest. As the wound was gradually sutured, Ning Qiushui felt his silent chest begin to beat.
Dong Dong——
Dong Dong——
As her heart beat, Ning Qiushui also felt that her body had regained strength.
"Mr. Chen..."
The black shadow on the side made a worried voice, seeming to want to dissuade the old man from his behavior.
The latter coughed vigorously several times.
"Ahem...it's okay..."
As he said that, the old man helped Ning Qiushui sew up his body and started to read:
"Anyway, old man, my life is coming to an end. I... my family has been a corpse stitcher for generations. When it came to my father's generation, he passed on the skill of sewing corpses to me, but I was not allowed to do this anymore. It is said that people in the Yang world should not be exposed to too much Yin energy, as it will affect their luck and life span."
"Thanks to his entrustment, I can live safely until now."
"But if I don't use the skills I have learned until my death, I always feel sorry for myself."
"This guy's body was hollowed out. It must be related to that case, and he died in vain. I... I will help you today!"
After saying that, the old man put down the needle and thread in his hand, and suddenly murmured something that Ning Qiushui couldn't understand, about borrowing methods from the three talents, yin and yang clearing the way... Finally, the old man breathed out into his palm, and then said it fiercely. Ning Qiushui patted her chest three times!
boom!
boom!
boom!
After the old man's patting, Ning Qiushui's vision completely returned to normal, even sharper than before, and she completely regained control of her body.
He slowly stood up, looked at the wrinkled old man in front of him, and said:
"Thanks."
Seeing him open his mouth, the tall man next to him took a few steps back in fright and yelled "F*ck!"
The old man looked at Ning Qiushui carefully and seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece. He said in a hoarse voice:
"It seems that the corpse stitching technique has taken effect. If you have any unfinished wishes, go ahead and fulfill them... The heart I gave you is made of stone with talismans on it. You don't have much time."
Ning Qiushui asked:
"How much time do I have?"
elder:
"one day."
"Only one day..."
As if sensing the change in Ning Qiushui's tone, the old man was silent for a while and then said:
"If you insist on extending your life, it's not impossible..."
"Find a non-rotted human heart and put it in your chest. It can extend your life for one more day. There is a private hospital not far next door. Tragic murders have occurred there before, and many people were dug out alive. Heart, the hospital shouldn't throw away these, you can go and look for them..."
"Also, there is one more thing you need to remember!"
The old man's tone suddenly became extremely serious.
"Never dig out a living person's heart to extend your life!"
Ning Qiushui frowned.
“If I don’t dig into people’s hearts, how can I get them?”
The old man's eyes flashed.
"I told you, the hospital has it ready... at least, you can't dig it out with your own hands."
"What would happen otherwise?"
"You will... 'come alive'."
When the last three words were mentioned, an extremely scary smile appeared on the old man's face. It seemed that "come to life" in his mouth was an extremely terrifying thing...
PS: Claypot guys, I’ll post this first. I’m so sleepy right now that I’m writing this on the bed with my computer in my arms. Don’t wait. If I fall asleep while writing, I’ll post it tomorrow at noon or afternoon.
Good night!
