Great Qin Xiuxian Biography

Chapter 34 It's Time To Take Medicine
The house where Wang Mang and Wang Zhaoer live is very small, not even a single apartment.The room runs north-south, and there is a narrow aisle as soon as you enter the door, and the kitchen and toilet are on the right side of the aisle.

Walking a few steps inside, there is a room that is mostly partitioned by wooden boards.The outside is the living room, and the inside is the bedroom.

Walking into the bedroom, apart from a bunk bed, there is only a wardrobe and a desk.

In the closet are the clothes that the two of them change daily.

There is a small white flowerpot on the table, and a cluster of lush rosemary is planted in the small flowerpot.

Opposite the bed is a window.

There is no balcony outside the window, only a small cement window sill less than fifty centimeters wide.

There are two rusty pots on the window sill, and a few green onions and garlic are planted in them.

In the distance outside the window is a construction site that was developed not long ago, and it is still in full swing in the middle of the night.

Late at night.

Through the gap in the curtains, Wang Zhaoer quietly watched the brightly lit construction site in the distance.

As the time ticked, Wang Zhaoer's eyes became clearer, wisps of thin white mist flowed rhythmically between her nostrils along with her breathing.

She is practicing.

It is said that a practitioner's cultivation base has reached the depths, and it is no problem to swallow clouds and fog.But few people know that some geniuses have this kind of atmosphere at the beginning of their cultivation.

The time gradually came to eleven fifty-nine.

Wang Zhaoer slowly recuperated, lay down, and closed her eyes.

At this moment, from the lower berth, there was the sound of rhythmic rhythmic movement of the bed boards.

creak,

creak,

creak~
There are nine creaks and one heavy, with a clear rhythm, as if something is trying to break free from the circle of time.

59:51:[-].

Wang Zhaoer read silently.Nine seconds earlier than normal.

In the lower berth, Wang Mang was already asleep.However, his whole body was trembling involuntarily.

At first it was very subtle, like a thief, and gradually began to get out of control, like a wild horse running free.

creak!

creak!

The whole bed began to shake violently.

One heavy and nine light.

One deep and nine shallow.

clang~
Twelve midnight.

Wang Mang suddenly stopped moving and lay quietly on his back.However, at some point, the corners of his mouth turned up, his face was strange, half serene, half ferocious.

Suddenly, Wang Mang raised his right hand like a machine, pointing straight up, motionless.

In the darkness, this hand was held up high, like a drowning man holding up his hand to grab something, and the palms slowly grasped and closed.

As he grabbed and closed, Wang Mang's arms slowly grew dense black hair.

The black hair kept growing, covering Wang Mang's arms.

After a while, the furry hand was slowly lowered.

Just after putting it away, Wang Mang suddenly sat up.Then he twisted his neck very stiffly, facing the window, showing an innocent smile.

his face,

on his neck,
He has long, dense black hair growing slowly all over his body.

The room became quiet again, and there seemed to be some lingering ghost whispering in the darkness.

Wang Mang just sat there quietly, opening his mouth wide from time to time, as if making a long sound of "Ah—" and then closing his mouth again, with an innocent face and a radiant smile.

so repeated.

"Wow—"

The curtains of the windows were drawn.

Wang Zhaoer had already got out of bed, staring at Wang Mang who opened his mouth strangely in the lower berth.

The light from the construction site outside the window shone in, elongating Wang Zhaoer's figure.

"what--"

I don't know how many times he opened his mouth, this time Wang Mang finally made a sound.The sound was like two old pieces of frosted leather colliding together, low, hoarse, and broken.

"Giggle..."

Childlike and innocent laughter sounded, Wang Mang raised his head, closed his eyes, and faced Wang Zhaoer with a face full of innocence.

"Hey hey hey..."

The laughter suddenly turned dark.

In an instant, Wang Mang had a ferocious face, his eyes were open, and the whites of his eyes were exposed. He jumped off the bed, opened his mouth, exposed his fangs, and rushed towards Wang Zhaoer.

"Qiang~"

Without hesitation, Wang Zhaoer took out two large copper cymbals from the ring and struck them together.

"Qiang~"

The sound was loud and lingering, resounding throughout the room.

With the sound of the big cymbals, Wang Mang fell to the ground, twitching all over, as if he wanted to struggle again.

Seeing this, Wang Zhaoer frowned, and hit the big cymbal again against Wang Mang's ear.

"Qiang~"

Wang Mang twitched twice before lying on the ground motionless.

The curtains were slowly closed, and a faint light shone on the wall, which was the effect of the sound insulation formation.

Under the clear light, Wang Zhaoer's face could not be seen clearly.

After waiting for a while, Wang Zhaoer put away the big cymbals, and moved Wang Mang, who had recovered his original appearance, back to the bed.

At the same time, Wang Zhaoer took out a porcelain bottle from her pocket and poured out two pills.

Opening Wang Mang's mouth, Wang Zhaoer stuffed the medicine into Wang Mang's mouth and said softly,
"Mangzi, it's time to take medicine."

……

Wang Zhaoer lay back on the bed, staring at the lights on the construction site outside the window through the gap in the curtains, dazed.

Time is ticking.

quarter past zero.

There was movement under the bed again.

creak-

creak-

creak-

It was quiet again.

Wang Zhaoer was puzzled and lay quietly on the bed.At this time, a faint voice sounded from under the bed.

"Sister~"

Then, a pair of hairy hands stretched out from under the bed.

"Sister~"

Holding the railing beside the bed with both hands, a black hairy head,
sudden,
obliquely,
Probe out!

A pair of pure white eyes reflected Wang Zhaoer's face.

"Sister~"

Wang Mang twisted his neck, making a crackling sound.

"Sister~"

He rolled his pale eyes, opened his mouth wide, showing his fangs, and the saliva was like a crystal thread hanging obliquely from the corner of his mouth.

Slowly, began to climb to the upper bunk.

"Woooo..."

A low whimper sounded from his mouth.

"Woooo..."

Wang Mang crawled for a moment, paused for a moment, then jumped out and rushed towards Wang Zhaoer.

Wang Zhaoer moved quickly, patted the bed with her palm, and moved sideways to the wall.Immediately afterwards, lean your back against the wall, perform the gecko pose, and move your limbs against the wall quickly.

Wang Mang's movements also suddenly accelerated, jumping up like a frog, jumping onto the wall, chasing after Wang Zhaoer.

Two figures, one black and one white, quickly moved around the walls of the room.

Wang Mang chased Wang Zhaoer, roaring like a beast.

Wang Zhaoer was not in a hurry, and kept a certain distance from Wang Mang all the time, observing Wang Mang carefully.

"There hasn't been much change, why did you wake up?"

Wang Zhaoer thought for a moment, no longer hesitated, and suddenly disappeared before Wang Mang's eyes.

Clang!
Wang Zhaoer suddenly appeared behind Wang Mang, holding a group of large copper cymbals in his hand, and hit Wang Mang on the back of the head.

Clang!
Clang!
Three beeps!

After three sounds, Wang Mang went limp and fell from the ceiling.Wang Zhaoer caught him lightly.

During the fall, the long black hair on Wang Mang's body quickly retracted into his body, returning to his original appearance.

Wang Zhao'er looked solemn, and carried Wang Mang back to the bed.

"Not enough medicine?"

Thinking in this way, Wang Zhaoer took out two pills and stuffed them into Wang Mang's mouth. At the same time, she said softly,

"Mangzi, you'll be fine after taking the medicine."

(End of this chapter)