I have a catastrophe

Chapter 38

Past Life in the Eight Diagrams Mirror

The gossip mirror still didn't change at all, put down the gossip mirror, walked out of the table and table.

After standing in the courtyard for a while, he went back to the copywriting room, walked around the table, sat down, took a book of destiny and read it, boredly flipped through it, and accidentally glanced at the gossip mirror at hand , it actually changed, I looked up.The mirror surface was as clear as a river, and there was a figure, which could not be seen clearly, as if on a cliff, besieged by a ghost beast. After being seriously injured, he lost to the ghost beast and was thrown down the cliff by it.Fortunately, the black-clothed boy was lucky enough to fall into the river below the cliff and drift along the river to a mountain on the east bank of the river.

Seeing that there was no water in the wooden barrel in front of the stove, the plain-clothed boy led the barrel out of the stove shed and headed for the river to the east. He is "Yuanqing", a blood and flesh left by the gods. Arrange him in this uninhabited and desolate mound, and arrange lessons for him every day.It is to practice spells, and when he has cultivated to the highest level, he will be brought back to the Protoss to take over the important position of command.

As the name suggests, Si Ming is in charge of the life and vitality of all things in the world.The greater the responsibility he bears, the more his body must not have any accidents.

But this young man is not a competitive person, nor does he like the method of cultivation, but for the sake of the survival of all things in the world, he obeyed the words of Patriarch Shi, and practiced alone in this barren mound.

Occasionally someone would come to see him, or Patriarch Shi, to test his practice, or someone else would test him instead of Patriarch Shi, and that substitute would be Patriarch Shi's grandson, the future patriarch "Ying Zhuo".

Because the patriarch's grandfather had important business to do, Yingzhuo came to Desolate Hill to visit Yuanqing again instead of his grandfather.When he opened the door, Yuan Qing was not found in the house, so he went out of the house to look for other places. When he went to the east bank, he saw Yuan Qing's small figure carrying a boy in black on his back. He observed the black man from a distance. The clothed man is dead and lifeless, is he a dead man?

Yuan Qing got closer and closer to him, he said: "Why are you sitting with a dead man on your back?"

Yuan Qing said: "He's not dead, he's still alive." Ying Zhuo couldn't believe it, and pointed his hand towards the black-clothed young man's nose, saying, "He's not breathing, how can he be alive?" Yuan Qing said to him, "You forgot Well, I am Si Ming, I can sense the vitality of life!" Ying Zhuo forgot this.

Although the boy in black was not breathing because his soul was broken, he could still be repaired and revived. Therefore, Yuan Qing could sense that he was still alive.

Yingzhuo said: "I'll carry him!" Yuan Qing waved his hands, "No, I'll do it myself." Yingzhuo behind him watched Yuanqing carry the boy in black to the other side of the room step by step.

A lifeless person is as heavy as a dead pig, and all the weight rests on Yuan Qing alone.However, Yuan Qing didn't feel that it was heavy, and this weight was acceptable to Yuan Qing who was practicing.

Yuan Qing shouted: "Yingzhuo, go and boil some hot water." After Yingzhuo went out, Yuanqing began to take off the boy's blood-stained clothes, and saw that the boy's whole body was covered with scars, almost, it can be said that there were no scars at all. A good place, Yingzhuo moved a stool by the bed, put hot water on the stool, and left it there.He wanted to help, but because he didn't know how to help Yuan Qing, he stepped aside and stood there.

Yuan Qing wet the cloth, and then gently twisted it twice to wipe off the blood on the young man's face. Only then could he see the outline of the young man's face clearly. How could such a handsome young man suffer such serious injuries?Almost died!Yuan Qing couldn't help sighing.

Hearing this, Yingzhuo took a step forward and asked, "What's the matter?" Yuan Qing didn't answer him, and continued to be serious, gently helping the young man wipe off the blood on his body, Yingzhuo returned to his original position and stood still, looking at him.

But his eyes were attracted by the handsome silhouette of the injured young man.The young man's looks are comparable to Yuan Qing's, but he has his own maverick temperament.How could I not ask Yingzhuo to take another look.

In order to save him, Yuan Qing kissed his lips to his lips, and put his breath into his body, then held the injured boy's hand, forced his own soul out of himself, and poured it into the boy's body, Using magic to cast all over the young man's body, refining his own soul with his soul, and finally refining Yuan Qing's soul and his soul into one, the young man's body gradually adapted to the new soul, and he moved his hand.

Yingzhuo pointed at the boy on the bed, and screamed: "He moved, he moved." Hearing the sound, Yuan Qing looked at the boy, and his face also moved, as if twitching in pain, Yuan Qing He was overjoyed, he didn't expect that after his own extra soul and the boy's broken soul were refined by himself, the boy's body would gradually adapt to the new soul.

After a while, the boy moved his eyelids and tried to open Muzi, Yuan Qing said: "He really came back to life! He really came back to life!" Yingzhuo stepped forward, also very happy, the boy was rescued by Yuan Qing Come to think of it, Yuan Qing's spells have already been cultivated to a pure high level.

The boy woke up but saw the strange face in front of him and asked, "Am I dead?"

Yuan Qing smiled and said, "No, you're still alive." The young man moved his body and remembered that his face twitched because of the injuries all over his body. Your whole body is full of injuries, don't move around, lie back and rest." He covered the boy with a quilt and said, "You must be hungry too, I'll cook for you." Yuan Qingfang turned around, Yingzhuo had already left I must have gone to cook.

The young man felt that the injuries all over his body were almost healed. He had been lying on the bed for a few days, and he should get down to the ground and exercise his muscles and bones.

He was standing on the bank of the river to the east of the house, under a big willow tree, swinging a folding fan. The clothes on him didn't fit him very well, because the clothes were a little too small for him, and the clothes that didn't fit him It belonged to Yuan Qing, and since the boy's clothes were blood-stained and tattered, I gave him a change, but since there were no clothes that fit him, I let him wear my own clothes first!He has already told Yingzhuo that when he comes back from the clan, help him bring two pieces of clothes that fit the young man's body.

The young man turned his back, and behind him the light-clothed plain-clothed young man walked to his side, also turned his back and said: "You haven't healed from your injury yet, why are you running here to blow air!"

The young man put away the folding fan and said: "It's okay," he smiled and said: "Thank you little brother for saving your life, I don't have anything to give as a present, this folding fan is my personal belonging, I will give it to you as a thank you gift."

The young man in plain clothes hastily declined, "I didn't save you to thank you. You should take it back."

The boy holding the folding fan said: "I don't want to owe anyone any kindness." After saying that, he stuffed the fan into the light-clothed boy's hand and said: "You just accept it, otherwise I always feel that I owe you something in my heart." The boy in clothes was startled, and accepted the folding fan he gave him.

The young man in light clothes looked at the distant sky and said, "My name is Yuan Qing, what about you!" He looked at him with a smile.

The boy said, "Call me Xiaoshu."

During the stay to recuperate, the boy would always teach him some spells, and Yuan Qing was very happy, and also liked the boy a little bit.