"Master...Master, how did it become like this?"

"I said you boy know you are afraid? If you continue to ignore it, you will be useless in less than three years. You will be lying in bed and spend the rest of your life!"

It was already shocking to see his whole arm turn blue, but when he heard Ke Yuanhe's words, he was even more shocked and finally argued in a low voice: "Then...the ancient generals killed a lot, why didn't they have evil spirits?"

Ke Yuanhe's hands were measuring the distance on his arm. He glanced at him after hearing his words, shook his head and said, "Who did you see that there were many people who killed more people and ended up having a good end? And you should know one thing, many famous generals are all civil and military talents. They just need to arrange troops in the rear and will not touch the evil spirit at all."

After pausing, he followed and said, "The last and most important point is that people know more or less how to avoid harm, but they are not like you!" Ke Yuanhe didn't say anything like him, but just shook his head constantly.

"I..."

Fang Yuanshan wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. As his master said, he didn't have to take action himself, just command it in the rear as long as he was determined. Like him, he rushed to the front every time; and the number of casualties was thousands of people, all of which were killed by him, which was no less than those ancient generals.

Fang Yuanshan, who became more and more afraid of the more he thought about it, looked at his master's lower head and said with a wailing look: "Master, you must save me, I can't die!"

"Okay, I can't die!"

Seeing that Ke Yuanhe had already started to do something, he immediately closed his mouth. He saw his hand measuring on Fang Yuanshan's wrist, making a mark every few inches, and then reaching his armpits.

Then Ke Yuanhe got up and found a piece of white cloth in the room, and cut out dozens of 20 cm long and one inch wide strips with scissors. After putting down the scissors, he started from his armpits and started to tie them up one by one according to the previous mark.

The arms became bulging under the bandage of the cloth strip, but they were still blue and gray within the range of the silver needle; when the redness spread to the blue and gray, Ke Yuanhe continued to bandage downwards.

Until his wrist, the muscles on it were almost purple, but strangely, his whole right hand turned into a fish gall color, which was very scary.

Without too much hesitation, Ke Yuanhe and others tied the cloth strips on his wrist and immediately took a few silver needles from the box. In a flash, they had already stuck to the tip of his right finger, and the five fingers were like this. Then he took a transparent glass bottle from the box, opened the lid and placed it on the table.

"Squeeze"

Starting from the thumb, Ke Yuanhe pulled out the silver needle one by one, and then changed to the next one after the blood on it turned into a normal color.

After all the pieces were put, he wiped them with an alcohol cotton ball, and then untied the cloth strips one by one for him. What's amazing is that his arms, which were still blue-gray before, had their color returned to normal blood-red after the cloth strips were untied.

Fang Yuanshan said in surprise: "Is it already done?"

"What a f*ck, what's going on? It's impossible to clear it up without ten days or half a month!"

After listening to Ke Yuanhe's words, Fang Yuanshan turned into a bitter face again. His space is relatively awesome, and he can even take away the embedded bullets. But this invisible and intangible evil spirit cannot be collected by the space.

Ke Yuanhe was already packing his things. Fang Yuanshan saw that there was a silver needle on his body and shouted repeatedly: "Hey, hey, master, what should I do with my things?"

"Cool"

“…”

When Fang Yuanshan met such an unreliable master, he felt that he had no choice but to beg: "You are so good, how can I sleep with a needle on my body?"

Ke Yuanhe raised his head and said in surprise: "Who said you were going to bed?"

"Not a master...then...then I can't just sit here, right?"

"I will teach you a set of breathing skills later, so you can stand outside the house!"

"ah!"

Fang Yuanshan asked him to stand on his stance, and if nothing unexpected happened, he was not only stunned, but even his calves began to tremble. He stuttered and said, "Master...you...you are not kidding me, right? My body has just recovered a little. If I stand for one night, I will have to exhaust myself tomorrow!"

Ke Yuanhe looked at him with a funny look, and after a while, he said, "It's okay, you are as strong as a cow, and you can't die."

“…”

He doesn't need to say anything about the following words. It's probably useless to roll around for this old Taoist. He can choke him to death with just a few words: Are you still alive? Do you still want to learn Qimen Dunjia?

He didn't wear clothes, and followed Ke Yuanhe out of the bamboo house. When he arrived at an open space in front of the house, his chin signaled: "Stand there, hold your hands round, your feet slightly bent your knees, and your tongue against the upper palate; remember, let your mind be empty, don't think randomly; your breathing is mainly clockwise; your hands should expand and contract with your breathing."

After standing up according to the old Taoist's requirements, Fang Yuanshan felt that it was okay, not the way he couldn't stand it. After the old Taoist finished speaking, he asked: "What is breathing clockwise?"

"The abdomen should be swelling when inhaling, and the abdomen should be closed when exhaling!"

"oh"

After he expressed his understanding, Ke Yuanhe didn't say anything else, walked into the house with his hands behind his back, leaving Fang Yuanshan naked, and was baptized by the mountain fog in the middle of the night.

He was not tired of standing, but Fang Yuanshan always unconsciously remembered the situation in the underground palace this time, the stone sword slowly devouring in the space, the situation in Xiangjiang and Brazil, and his mind suddenly became numb.

I don’t know how long I thought about it, until after choking and spitting fluid, he suddenly remembered what Ke Yuanhe said to touch the upper palate. Then he realized that the hands holding the ball had already stopped moving, and even the inner horoscope seemed to have become a normal standing position...

He quickly calmed down and after standing up, he tried hard to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart. As long as he thought about it, he immediately said in his heart, "If you think about it again, you will die." He forced himself to threaten himself. He didn't know how long it took, but he finally felt that he had found the trick.

At around six o'clock the next morning, when he felt someone whispering something in his ear, Fang Yuanshan slowly opened his eyes. It turned out that the master was standing in front of the bamboo house and calling him. Seeing that he woke up, Ke Yuanhe walked over and said, "The clear air rises, the turbid air sinks, and then rub his face with his hands, grab his hair, and pat his body."

After he finished cooking according to Ke Yuanhe's words, he followed him into the room with the silver needle on his body. A bowl of porridge and two side dishes were already placed on the table. Fang Yuanshan immediately laughed: "Oh, Master, why do you feel so embarrassed? If you have something to do, you have to accept it and ask you to prepare meals for me. I am really sorry." After that, he stopped brushing his teeth, raised his legs and prepared to go over for breakfast.

"Don't go, don't go"

Ke Yuanhe grabbed the muscle mass that did not have a silver needle on his back. When Fang Yuanshan looked over with confusion, he said dissatisfiedly: "Who said that was for you to eat?"

"No, Master... I've been standing here all night, and I'm still a patient. If I don't eat anything, I'll probably faint from hunger when I look back."

Ke Yuanhe didn't even look at his "poor" look, and walked past the table and sat down and said, "You are currently in the detoxification period and can't eat anything, otherwise I'm wasting my efforts?"

"Can't you eat when you detoxify?"

Fang Yuanshan blinked his eyes, and then remembered that last night the cheap master said that detoxification would take ten days and half a month. He shouted out with a "scream": "Master, okay, okay... I just came back from the gate of hell... Are you going to push me into the fire pit again..."

Fang Yuanshan burst into tears, and rolled his eyes when he cried. When he turned around and saw him pulling his arm, he said anxiously: "Let go, let go, I said I'll starve you to death?"

Fang Yuanshan immediately put down his hand when he heard this, blinked his eyes twice without a single tear and asked, "Does the master have any other ten-full-tonifying pills?"

"I'll have it with a smile, do you want it?"

Seeing Ke Yuanhe's smiling face, Fang Yuanshan felt that this time he had met someone who could really control him. He smiled and said, "Then forget it."

Without any use, he asked more, Ke Yuanhe, who was beside him, said: "I have notified Jingwu. The doctor will come over and hang up saline for you to ensure that you will not die."
Chapter completed!