Otherworldly Merchant

The T-shirt man still doesn't move, as if... he's really dead!

From the moment he slashed the snake to the moment we knew each other, the scene turning lights flashed through my mind.

I dare not and do not want to believe that all this is true.

He was famous in all directions, not knowing why, and guarding me became his only mission.

Senior Mouse, Master White Eyebrow Zen, Master Phoenix, all of them.

But I really hope that all this is just a lie, that nothing exists...

There's no such thing as a mission, I'm not a shady businessman, I'm just an ordinary person, open a small shop, drink a little wine, and occasionally get drunk with T-shirt men, Li Mazi's closest friends.

But...

I shook my head gently and looked at the T-shirt man, whose heart was cut like a knife.

“You saved my life so many times I could just watch you die? ”

“No!” I slammed hard into the pool and the two columns rose and fell.

“Hatsukichi, I don't want you to die, but I should...” Suddenly, my heart flashed and I pulled a crystalline little crystal bottle out of my arms.

This was given to me by Master Phoenix. He said it was a spirit liquid. If anything happens, especially to the father of Upper Satan, drink this water immediately and turn around and run.

It seems that he had long anticipated that the Father of Satan was the most deadly enemy, and the potion was most likely the way he left it for me, perhaps with some incredible effect.

Now, although I am hurt a lot, T-shirt man...

When I thought about it, I didn't hesitate to pull out the cork, pry open the T-shirt man's mouth, and pour in the only drop of spiritual fluid left.

One minute, two minutes...

I stared closely at him, but the T-shirt man remained the same, and my freshly lit hopes broke again.

“Do you want to save him?” At this moment, I hear a very tender and crisp voice in my ear.

I turned around and squatted a little girl on the steps across from the blood pool.

Long golden hair, bright as fire, two white skirts. My tender little hand dragged my chin, staring into a pair of big eyes and looking at me very seriously.

Isn't that the little girl with the mysterious old grey robe?

But at this moment, I was too stunned to think about it, and nodded sincerely, although I had no illusions about whether she could cure the T-shirt man.

“Do you have a paper crane?” The little girl asks somehow.

“Paper cranes?” I stunned.

Han Lao Liu's probing crane was caught by her and then locked down by the stone at Tianwu Gate. She asked what this was for. Isn't she playing enough?

“I love paper cranes. My mother taught me to fold them many times. Too bad I never learned...” The little girl flashed her big eyes and some of the injuries said. Then he stretched out his little hand: "You fold me one, and I'll tell you how to save him. ”

This is a very strange request, and there is no simpler one than this.

I couldn't even ask her why, and I didn't even think about it, how she knew how to save people.

Whatever it takes to wake up the T-shirt man, I'll do whatever it takes, and I'll pay whatever it takes!

I nodded quickly and said, wiping my hands full of blood on the only still clean collar, pulling a piece of yellow paper out of the sealed token bag.

Most of the spells on me have been made long ago, but I still have to keep some paperwork ready to produce different uses in various situations.

But I never thought I'd use it to stack a toy for kids one day.

The little girl kept holding her chin and staring at my crane hand, looking extremely seriously.

Just moments after the crane stacked, she stretched her hand, and the crane came out of my hand as if she had tied it to a line beforehand, and flew far across the blood pool, falling gently into my hand.

The little girl was happy to pinch the paper crane and spin it around for a few laps, which made me say, "Just give him two drops of your blood. ”

“Grandpa said that the Heavenly Spirit fluid needs to be drunk by the Heavenly Spirit Holy Body before it works. The other uses are to condemn heavenly objects!” The little girl, carrying one hand, was extremely cute, pretending to be an old man, saying word for word. Then he stopped ignoring me and jumped away with a paper crane.

Heavenly Holy Body? That's what it is.

Why is this like those bloody fairy dramas?

As soon as I heard her say what she called a way to save lives, my heart immediately cooled by half. But at this time, I couldn't care less, so I hurried to bite my fingertips and drip blood into the T-shirt man's mouth.

While I have little hope for this sounds absurd, I have no other way to think about it now but to look forward to a miracle.

Grunting, all of a sudden, a string of weirdoes came out of the man's chest.

At first I thought I heard it wrong, but the sound kept ringing, and then his eyebrows moved slightly.

“Nine... nine lins...” He opened his lips and said softly.

“I'm here.” I was stunned at this moment and didn't know what to say. I hurried up to his ear and shouted, “Hatsukichi, I'm here, I'm here. ”

But the T-shirt man didn't seem to hear my voice at all. He continued: "Jiulin, you, you must live! You still want to seal...”

He suddenly remembered something very important. He opened his eyes and pulled out the white bones that were stuck in his stomach.

A blood arrow gushed from the wound.

But very strangely, the surrounding blood was pouring right past him, as if he were lying in a natural blood bag, sending him fresh blood constantly.

Then the wound all over his body healed very quickly at the visible speed of the naked eye, leaving only a very slight scar between his eyes.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. The arm, which had already been burned to black charcoal, had already recovered as it had been, except that the skin was red and bright as blood.

This amazing scene, it's like a myth, but it happened right in front of me.

Even the T-shirt man himself was so stunned that he looked so stunned that he turned his head and asked me, "Are you awake? ”