A large ball of black energy spurted out from the old man's skin, bulging the old man's skin that was originally loose and collapsed. The skin on the hand, which was the first to get chapped, started to fester inch by inch.
The strange ghost still stretched his hand forward as hard as he could, as if he wanted to die with Jie Nanshi before he died. But without the human skin, and being severely injured by Du Anchen, the ghost hand was already limp and powerless: "My...sister..."
Becoming a White Walker is an opportunity that I don’t know whether it’s good or bad. He only knew that when he had spiritual intelligence, he had already forgotten the past, and nothing of family affection, love, or friendship remained that could sustain a person.
In order not to disappear at dawn, he practiced instinctively, but accidentally crossed the gate that they thought was the gate of hell at the same time as the host of the paper bride.
From then on, they were no longer adults, but came to another, broader world. They don't want to dissipate, they just want to live, and from then on, brothers and sisters will be compatible and depend on each other. They feel that they are no different from what ordinary people do, but now, he can no longer avenge her...
With one last painful silence, the White Walkers disappeared completely. The human skin was withered and shattered into pieces, and its original appearance could not be discerned. Du Anchen shook the giant sword in disgust and returned it to its sheath, then looked at Jie Nanshi: "Your injury..."
"The wounds of the White Walkers are still easily infected." Song Yu had already got out from under the table. Looking at the human skin without mosaics, Song Yu felt nauseated. Before his legs were weak, he immediately pulled Xie Nan Shi led him to the back hall and said, "Du Anchen, please take care of these people first. I will take care of the layman Jie."
Xie Nanshi wanted to take his hand out, but even though he was a Taoist who was not afraid of the erosion of the ghost's aura, the injuries on his body were still real, and he was dragged away for a while. Du Anchen wanted to keep up without wanting to be left out, but his ankle was suddenly held. She looked down and realized that the trembling old master named Zhou was trying to crawl out from under the table. It was probably because his waist had flashed again. His expression was extremely poor and he was crawling in a very strange posture. He looked at Du Anchen with a look full of asking for help.
Du Anchen seemed to have seen a savior, and slipped out the old master's book. The pain made his eyes darken. The next time he could see something, it was the panicked people in the courtyard, and Du Anchen said from afar: "I still have to trouble you, sir."
What's the point? ! The old master's vision went dark, and he wished he had fainted just now.
…
After being dragged into the house, Xie Nanshi looked at Song Yu mumbling and didn't know what he was taking out, while he sat down cross-legged and began to breathe.
"Don't move." Song Yu glanced at the top of Xie Nanshi's head and pushed him hard, breaking Xie Nanshi's concentration. Without waiting for Xie Nanshi to say anything, Song Yu happily stuffed a medicine bottle into Xie Nanshi's hand: "I don't know whether to take it internally or externally, you have to decide. If it doesn't work, just take it half internally and half externally."
The porcelain bottle in your hand is warm and moist, obviously worth a lot of money. But after all, Xie Nanshi didn't completely trust Song Yu, so he hesitated for a while. Song Yu looked at Xie Nanshi's abnormally fallen blood bar, bared his teeth, and simply snatched back the porcelain bottle. He easily tore open Xie Nanshi's clothes that were already worn out, and took out the thick liquid flowing inside. The liquid was poured onto Jie Nanshi's wound.
Xie Nanshi had never seen medicine with such a texture, but he had to admit that as soon as the medicine came into contact with his wound, he felt that his condition was much better. Song Yu spread the potion while pouring it, and occasionally looked up at the top of Jie Nanshi's head. After raising his eyes a few times, he finally met Jie Nanshi's eyes: "How are you doing? Are you feeling better?"
"Well." Xie Nanshi looked solemn, "Who are you?"
Song Yu retracted his hand, glanced at the durability of the potion on hand, and put it back into his system backpack.
He didn't care about Xie Nanshi's words, but he suddenly heard Xie Nanshi's voice say with a chill: "Although after the gate to the other world is opened, there are many more resources for cultivation in this world. But like the one in your hand This kind of medicine has immediate effects and is almost miraculous. No one except the White Walkers can achieve it. You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
Song Yu's hair suddenly stood on end: "I'm helping you."
"Those who are not of my race must have different intentions."
"I..." The nonsense that could be explained rolled in Song Yu's throat. He suddenly realized that this was a God-given opportunity to stimulate the humanoid bug in front of him, so he took his time and tidied up his system backpack: " I’m a player of this game.”
"Player? What does the White Walker call himself?" Xie Nanshi's murderous intent became more and more intense.
"Of course not the White Walkers! What you think no one can do except the White Walkers is just because I am the first player to enter the game! Think about it, when the door to another world opens, is there only one White Walker world? ? I am from another world. It must be said that the dimension of my existence is a little higher than this world..."
Song Yu felt that his explanation was very reasonable and easy to understand, but judging from Xie Nanshi's face, it was not enough to convince the bug. Seeing that the golden light that almost hurt him to death on Jie Nanshi's fingertips gathered again, Song Yu started to scream, all just to prove his identity, "Recall it! Although I haven't done well enough in the past five years, I haven't always done it. When you're playing against the White Walkers, you've never been harmful to humans?!"
"I'm not familiar with you." Even so, the golden light on Jie Nanshi's fingertips still disappeared.
Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't matter, we can get to know each other slowly in the future. With your cultivation level, it's too easy to kill me. You can spend a little more time examining me."
What Song Yu didn't know was that Xie Nanshi didn't have any intention to kill anymore, but with his current level of cultivation, it would be quite a burden on his body to use that move. But Xie Nanshi's bluff obviously calmed Song Yu. For a while, Song Yu stopped talking nonsense, and rather obediently waited for Xie Nanshi to meditate and regain his breath.
Outside the door, Du Anchen didn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, but he also caught some incomprehensible words here and there. Before she could think clearly about the various joints, she looked up and saw Qiaoyi, who was bulging with anger. Before Qiaoyi could speak, Du Anchen said coldly: "Your master is inside. I'm not causing trouble for him."
After saying that, the fiery woman in red left.
Qiaoyi had long heard about the chaos of the White Walkers in the front hall, and for a moment she forgot to question Du Anchen about eavesdropping, and hurriedly pushed open the door: "Master! Master, what are you doing...?"
The scene in front of her actually explained the situation very well to Qiaoyi. Song Yu was unscathed and fully dressed. On the contrary, the benefactor Xie Nanshi was on the side, his body was stained with blood, his clothes were ragged, but his skin was smooth without any scars, and quite... white.
Qiaoyi's face turned red immediately: "Young, young master..."
"Young, young master!" On Qiaoyi's shoulder, a green-feathered parrot didn't notice that the atmosphere was wrong at all, and cheerfully imitated: "Young, young master!"
Song Yu couldn't help but laugh: "Your young master, I am in good health, my food is delicious, and nothing has happened to me. Where did you find this little cutie?"
Song Yu said and waved to the parrot. The parrot didn't know whether it understood his gesture, but it didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he turned around to face Qiaoyi and rubbed his little head against her: "Beauty, ugly, ugly."
Hearing this, Song Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he pointed at his nose: "Am I ugly?"
Qiaoyi chuckled and replied: "The young master is naturally the most handsome man in the world. This parrot flew into my arms when I went out to buy something."
Naturally, Song Yu didn't take these words seriously. After all, there was the god-like Jie Nanshi sitting next to him. He just shook his head and said: "These days, even parrots can't help but let people live. Forget it, this young master It's not like you have to argue with an animal. Since it likes you so much, just keep it well."
Qiaoyi smiled and stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for her young master Xie Nanshi: "I just heard someone outside saying that a strange ghost has appeared in the Security Department. Young Master, this place is too dangerous, how about we Go home...I can't always be angry with you."
Song Yu paused while holding the teacup, and asked tentatively: "I still don't understand, what is my father so angry about? What is he angry about?"
Qiaoyi gave Song Yu a strange look: "Master, have you forgotten? It was you who said you wanted to sever the relationship with me, that made me angry."
Song Yu paused for a moment, what was the setting of this naughty kid? "Then why am I the steward here?"
Qiaoyi sweetly replied: "Young Master ran away from home and went to Duke Chen, who arranged this position for you... Young Master... are you suffering from amnesia?"
Song Yu raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "Chen Guogong? Please tell me, why should I defect to him?"
Qiaoyi just thought her young master was joking, laughed and said, "He is your uncle! Young master, what role are you playing?"
"Does this young master still have such skills?" Song Yu just finished laughing and felt Xie Nanshi's questioning eyes. The hairs on his back stood up, and he quickly excused himself to send Qiaoyi away.
Before the door was completely closed, Xie Nanshi asked again: "Where is the original Song Dynasty?"
"Don't look at me so fiercely, I didn't kill anyone."
It feels quite strange to hear others say that he is not the real Song Yu, similar to how to prove that he is me, but at this time Song Yu cannot refute: "I am the real Song Yu, and Song Yu is me too. As for his personality Zhongjun, you won’t understand or believe me even if I say it now. Why don’t we wait until we figure out why time went back five years ago, and you have a certain understanding of my relationship with this world, and then I’ll explain it in detail. Let me tell you. I am very sincere."
Xie Nanshi is not stupid either. He knew that Song Yu's questioning of Qiaoyi just now was intended to give him a loophole, showing that he was indeed a visitor from another world. Considering that he was honest, Xie Nanshi temporarily accepted the other party's explanation.
After all, if we turn back time to five years ago... not even the White Walker King should have such great abilities. Xie Nanshi can't figure out this matter, and the only explanation may really fall on Song Yu.
Seeing that Jie Nanshi was stabilized, Song Yu also showed the patience of a serious player: "The top priority is to find out who planted these strange ghosts first. It's easy to say who invaded human skin, but they can't get through it." Go inside. Moreover, I remember five years ago, when I realized it, the entire Qinghe Town had been occupied by the White Walkers."
"Seriously?" Xie Nanshi only knew that Qinghe Town had been destroyed, but he didn't know that there were thousands of strange ghosts here. His heart sank.
Seeing Song Yu nodding, Xie Nanshi was silent for a moment and then asked: "Do you think the people behind you are those visitors from other places?"
"I don't know, but no matter who it is, they haven't left here yet." Song Yu said decisively, and grabbed Jing Nanshi's arm: "So you have to help me."
