The medical center was always a quiet place, but it seemed very busy at this moment.
In the stove, flames flashed, illuminating the face of the disciple responsible for boiling water.
It was such a cold day, but he was sweating profusely. He seemed to be worried about something, and his brows were twisted into an knot that could not be opened.
At this time, a disciple carrying a wooden bucket hurried over, picked up the gourd and ladle, poured hot water into the bucket, and then got out of the thatched cottage in the billowing heat.
The steps were covered with moss and very slippery. The disciple carrying the bucket walked steadily and made several turns before entering the back hall of the medical center.
"Brother, the hot water is here."
"Leave it alone for now, senior brother, come over and take a look. I don't know what kind of injury Senior Liu Qing suffered."
A disciple who looked like a full-time medical officer said.
"Senior brother, can't you see?"
"I don't know what the senior was injured by, the wound is very strange!"
The two heads came together and aimed at the same place, as if they were seeing a ghost!
Liu Qing, one of the five Lingtai monks in Yunwu Villa, guards Maojie Town.
This well-known monk in the village was lying on a door panel, his face was pale and weak, lifeless, like a broken statue, which made people palpitate.
In his throat, a deep hole opened quietly.
This is a bloodless wound, with no blood flowing out of it, but there is a subtle order arranged around the wound, like a spider web, with filament-like lines intertwined together to form a strange and beautiful pattern. .
The soul-stirring art of death has such a magnificent side!
"No matter, let's try it!" The medical officer was silent for a moment and said through gritted teeth.
His hands were like dancers jumping on the keys, constantly checking his pulse and rolling his eyelids, nervously and orderly.
Suddenly, the disciple who was watching the scene exclaimed, something was moving under his feet.
He bent down and took a closer look, and saw a red spider as big as a broad bean coming out of nowhere. Its body shone with a metallic luster, making people feel frightened, and it was crawling towards his instep.
His hair stood on end, he flicked his leg, and the spider fell to the ground!
He raised his foot and was about to step on the spider, but suddenly he heard a sharp shout "Wait a minute!"
At the same time, an invisible force came and lifted him firmly to the side.
He was startled and turned to look at the door, only to see Yan Yun and Fairy Qiuyan standing at the door.
"Get out of the way!" Yan Yun said.
The two disciples ignored Liu Qing on the door panel and quickly stepped away, seven steps away.
At this time, the seemingly harmless blood-red spider was sniffing around with its head raised. It changed direction and crawled towards Yan Yun.
It was about five steps away from Yan Yun. Just as its colorful feet moved, it suddenly became illusory. In a flash, it was only two steps away from Yan Yun!
"Hmph!" Yan Yun snorted coldly, touched the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, and flicked it again, and a transparent air sword that looked like an embroidery needle suddenly came out.
The air sword sank into Starscream's back, and it immediately turned into a pool of green water.
Immediately, the green juice vaporized and rose slowly!
"Get out of the way!" Before Yan Yun could finish his words, a set of Four Evil Talismans was thrown out, instantly activating him.
Wind, fire, thunder and lightning were everywhere, lifting the entire roof of the pharmacy and setting it on fire. The green mist that had just risen was swept away!
The two disciples were stunned and stared at everything around them.
"How did junior brother know that this spider was weird?" Fairy Qiuyan asked in surprise.
"I don't know, it's just out of caution." Yan Yun replied, walked to Liu Qing's side and took his pulse.
"You guys go out." Fairy Qiuyan ordered the two disciples.
Yan Yun's medical skills were far inferior to those of Qingchan, Yuantai, and Ji Zhao. In fact, he did not spend much energy on this.
People are always lazy. Now that you have mastered the power of the Nether Soul Flag to repair injuries, there is no need to spend a lot of time on medical treatment.
When Yan Yun felt his pulse, he was actually looking at Liu Qing's injuries with his long-sighted eyes.
It doesn't matter if you look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
In the blood vessels crisscrossing Liu Qing's body, there were some white eggs as small as gravel, and many of the eggs began to tremble and crack, as if foreshadowing some terrifying future!
Soon, each egg hatched into a tiny red spider, which fed on Liu Qing's blood and thrived.
These little spiders flowed along Liu Qing's blood and spread silently in his body, building a huge red network inside his body, like a terrifying picture woven by living creatures.
They crawled inside his body, multiplied, and gradually devoured his life.
"What a powerful poison!" Yan Yun thought to himself, could this be Mengze Sect's secret skill - Gu?
"Senior sister, how much do you know about the Gu arts in Mengze?" Yan Yun asked.
"I don't know much about it. I only heard that this technique is raised by monks with their own essence and blood. Once activated, it will either hurt the enemy or yourself." Fairy Qiuyan pondered for a long time and then said, "The sect has tried every means to obtain it. A little bit of the essence of Gu magic has never been successful.”
"so……"
Yan Yun thought hard about what he had learned. Even if he did not hesitate to spend a Strengthening Pill, he still could not solve the red spider in Liu Qing's body.
what to do?
If you delay any longer, Liu Qing will definitely die!
"Sister, please protect me. I have a method, maybe you can try it."
"How sure are you?"
"Thirty percent!"
"Then give it a try. Even if we send Senior Brother Liu Qing back to the sect, it will be too late!"
