Quickly cross the target to kill the main god

Chapter 1012 Impostor
Mingyue could bear this pain, but the original owner was seriously injured, and normal medical methods could not save her.

Fortunately, she is not an ordinary person, so she quickly found a healing method suitable for the original owner, the dead wood rejuvenation technique!
Lie in the water, open your mouth to drink the stream water, and perform exercises at the same time, a large amount of cold water enters the body, the body reacts instinctively, all kinds of indescribable pains superimpose, and the taste is sour.

Fortunately, she endured the exercises very well, concentrated her mind and calmed down, discarded distracting thoughts, and concentrated on practicing. As the exercises slowly got on the right track, the pain disappeared, immersed in the joy of cultivation, and gradually felt no pain.

This exercise is suitable for those with spiritual roots. The original owner is a mortal body, and part of the meridians of the half-disabled body are damaged. Mingyue can modify it by feeling and then use the exercise. It is actually feasible, and the injury will not aggravate.

He secretly praised himself for being smart and devoting himself to selfless cultivation, he didn't even care about the woman leaving.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sky is already dark, and the bright moon is still soaked in the water. The original master's injuries are too serious, and even with the right exercises, it is impossible to recover in a short time.

In the current situation, the woman can't bear to see her die tragically and avoid it for the time being, she will come to collect the body sooner or later, and it will affect her luck when she comes again.

Mingyue controlled her body and went down the water. The stream in the mountain was winding and winding, and there were many rocks on both sides. She released her consciousness, avoided danger, and entered a pond along the current.

According to visual estimation, it is half an acre in size and more than ten meters deep at the deepest point. It is a suitable place for healing.

Mingyue controlled the remnant body and slowly sank into the deepest part of the pond. No one disturbed her here, and she continued to practice.

Normally, even if the original owner had spiritual roots and just started practicing, he would not be able to breathe freely underwater.

But Mingyue was talented and intelligent, considering the situation of the original owner, she made some modifications to the Dead Wood Spring Art, which can absorb oxygen and energy from water.

She was like a rock at the bottom of the water, lying there motionless, repairing itself.

But she said that the woman reluctantly threw Mingyue into the stream, went home and went to the next room.

On the bed was a ten-year-old girl with a round face, lying motionless, "Little girl, why are you still awake?"

The woman looked at the comatose child on the bed, and thought of the bright moon submerged by itself, her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"What kind of fate am I? Two good children, it's like this after going out for a trip, it's really digging my heart!"

The woman sat in front of the bed, beating her chest and stamping her feet, in great grief, but the girl on the bed refused to wake up for a long time.

She is stronger than the original master, at least her body is not injured, the girl is always frowning, it seems that she is not very stable in her sleep.

The woman cried for a while, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead, "My darling, wake up, mother is here, your sister has already become like that, if you have any troubles, then I will take care of you." I really can't live!"

When it comes to the poor people in the stream, the woman's tears are more like pearls with broken strings.

Until it was getting dark, there was finally the sound of hurried footsteps outside the house, and a dusty middle-aged man rushed into the house with a bamboo basket on his back.

"Damn it, is it the children..." He heard his wife's crying, and his heart was in a mess.

Seeing her husband came back, the woman's tears flowed even harder, and she couldn't wipe them clean.

"Her father, you are finally back!" Choked with sobs.

"Why are you crying?" The middle-aged man didn't care to put down the basket, and walked quickly to the bed, "Is the situation serious again, little girl?"

Carefully observing the girl on the bed, he found that the child's breathing was quite calm, and he was still asleep, just like when he left.

"Could it be Mingyue..." the man was anxious.

The woman covered her mouth, crying uncontrollably, the man hurriedly ran to the next room, but found no one on the bed, and ran back, "Where is the person?"

"Her! Alas, the child is already like that, there is no way to save her, so let her go! Woohoo! It's a pain to live!" The woman cried even louder.

The man was already sweating profusely, "Where did you get the child?"

"Yes, in the creek behind the house." The woman was crying and trembling.

"Mingyue cried and begged, I, I really couldn't do anything, so I carried her to the stream, she rolled down by herself, and I didn't let me care."

"What!" The man raised his voice, "Where is that child, could it be..."

"Yes, yes, I dare not look at her!" The woman broke down and cried, feeling that she had killed the child.

The man could understand her mood, and he untied the backpack with great pain, "Follow me to pick up the child."

The two rushed to the back of the house. At this time, the sun had already set behind the mountain, and the light was insufficient. The man stared eagerly at the water.

"Where is the person? Where did you put her?"

The woman's teary eyes were blurred, and she carefully identified, "It should be next to this stone. The two sisters like to wash clothes here the most."

The woman pointed to the big bluestone, "This is where the bright moon rolled into the water."

There is a one-meter-deep puddle beside the big bluestone, the stream is crystal clear, and the bottom of the water can still be clearly seen after the sun sets behind the mountain. Except for the stone, there is no one there.

"Why not!" The woman desperately wiped her tears, "Impossible, the child was lying here when I left!"

The couple were dumbfounded, the mountain stream was very clear, and the weeds and rocks at the bottom of the water were clearly visible, but they couldn't see a big living person.

"Will it be washed down by the water?" The day before yesterday, it rained heavily overnight, and the water was quite heavy.

The couple were in a hurry, wading down the stream, but never found the bright moon, and finally came to the pond.

The woman sat down in the water, "It's all my fault, why didn't I look at it!"

The man hung his head angrily, "Blame me, blame me, I should have picked the herbs earlier!"

The woman hugged him and cried bitterly, "It's useless, Mingyue's appearance is irreparable even if Da Luo is immortal, so let's not deceive ourselves!"

Looking at the calm pond, the man was silent for a long time, knowing that what the woman said was right, but he couldn't accept that the child he had raised for more than ten years suddenly disappeared.

The strong man finally shed tears, and the woman cried even more heartbreakingly.

"Mingyue must be here. She keeps shouting that she is thirsty and wants to drink water, but I dare not give her water."

The woman cried bitterly, "It's useless to blame me, I wish I could suffer instead of the child! But she looks like that, even if she is saved, she will suffer for the rest of her life, so let her go!"

The man shook his head helplessly. The child's condition is too bad. It is destined that he will not survive. Just like what his wife said, even if he tries to keep it, it will only make her suffer for a few more days!

He sighed deeply, closed his eyes, not daring to look at the peaceful pond again, "Let's go back!"

The couple supported each other and staggered back. They were heartbroken, but the child must have been washed into the pond.

It was too deep to salvage, and we had to wait for her to come up by herself.

The couple, who looked at each other silently, stumbled back home, and there was an unconscious daughter at home.

They were very worried about losing another daughter, so they could only bury the pain of losing their eldest daughter in their hearts and cheer up to take care of their younger daughter.

Fortunately, the round-faced girl was just in a coma and couldn't wake up, but it didn't change much.

Neither of the couple was in the mood to eat, and they took turns staying by the child's bedside. On the third morning, the round-faced girl finally woke up.

(End of this chapter)