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Chapter 139 Launching (Part [-])

We are locked up here now, without even an exit, the only oxygen cylinder we can rely on for survival has been washed away, and Zhang Wanmo is still running a fever.

I've never felt so anxious.

In order to reduce Zhang Wanmo's fever, I kept using the diving suit he took off to physically cool him down, but the effect was not good.

"It's cold, it's so cold." He grabbed my wiping hand and resisted a little.

It's very cold, I feel cold, this room is cold and damp, I guess it's two or three degrees.

No, if this continues, Zhang Wanmo won't be burned into a fool.

I tried my best to search for all the solutions in my mind to face the current situation, but unfortunately, there were none.

Even if I can carve a door out of the underworld, if I take Zhang Wanmo to the underworld now, wouldn't that be sending me to die?
If you are lucky, you may meet Zhang Heqiu. If you are unlucky, you will not be able to settle accounts with me when you meet a bull head and a horse face?

In the inheritance I have accepted, it is recorded in the Encyclopedia of Inscriptions that all things can be carved with shapes, and all things can be used as carriers. This means that even the air can be used as a carrier to carve doors.

There is another section that is about the direction of the heart and the direction of the heart.

This passage should mean, if you think of a door in your heart, the door will be where you arrive, just like the last time I saw You Shi in the mirror.

Since I was able to do it last time, I should be able to do it now.

Thinking of this, I helped Zhang Wanmo up and let him lean on my shoulder.

He bit his finger and drew a circle under our feet, thinking about going out.

Unfortunately, it failed and nothing happened.

I didn't intend to give up just like that. I meditated again, mobilized the qi in my body, and when I opened my eyes again, with a firm expression, I drew little by little on the ground, covering the circle just now with blood.

A few strokes formed, and the circle under my feet glowed blue, like a dream, Zhang Wanmo and I fell together.

The feeling of falling did not last long. Zhang Wanmo and I fell from mid-air, smashed a roof, and landed on the bed in the room.

In this quaint room, if I hadn't seen the photo on the desk, I would have thought that I had opened the gate of time and space, allowing us to travel through it?
"what's the situation!"

"I don't know! It seems that something fell into the junior brother's room."

"Aren't you going in to have a look?"

"Who dares to enter the junior brother's room easily?"

"Master is here!"

"Mistress!"

The noise outside the house stopped, and a familiar female voice sounded, "Go do your homework, I'll go and have a look."

Saying that, the door of the room was pushed open.

A figure came in from behind the screen.

It is Zhang Wanmo's mother, Mrs. Zhang Jiao.

"Xiao Xing, Mo'er? Why are you?" Mrs. Zhangjiao was shocked when she saw us, "You?"

What's more, Zhang Wanmo and I are still disheveled, and Zhang Wanmo's face is flushed.

"Ma'am, Zhang Wanmo, he has a fever, do you still have antipyretics at home?"

After I put Zhang Wanmo on the bed properly, I looked at her.

She also noticed something was wrong at this time, and walked over to check Zhang Wanmo's situation regardless of the leak in the roof, "You guys, what's going on?"

I gave a brief description of our search for the fragments of the Nuwa stone, what we found at the bottom of the pool, how we got out after being locked in a secret room.

After Mrs. Zhangjiao heard this, she asked me to go to the bathroom next to Zhang Wanmo's room to wash up first, and then brought me a cup of ginger soup to prevent me from catching a cold and having a fever.

Zhang Wanmo will be taken care of by him personally.

I didn't remember Yan Shuyuan until I finished the soup, and called him on my wife's phone.

After he got the news immediately, he drove over overnight.

When Zhang Wanmo rushed over, his fever had subsided, and he talked about what we encountered underwater in the yard to make Mrs. Zhangjiao happy.

"Chen Xing." Yan Shuyuan's voice sounded at the door.

We all looked over.

Besides him, even Du Ai was there, and Bai Xue jumped into my arms in two or three steps, meowing non-stop.

"Bai Xue, look what this is." Zhang Wanmo took out the colorful stone.

Bai Xue jumped directly on top of him.

I was watching it vigorously, when Yan Shuyuan suddenly strode over and hugged me.

"Chen Xing, fortunately you are fine."

I could feel Yan Shuyuan's haggardness. When he walked over just now, he had dark circles under his eyes, and he was still bearded.

"Yan Shuyuan, I'm fine." I pushed him away and let him stand still.

"Ahem!" Mrs. Zhangjiao coughed twice and then said: "It's been hard for you to drive here, go and rest first, clean yourself up, and have dinner together later."

"Well, okay, thank you." Duaila Yan Shuyuan several times before pulling him away.

"Hey." Zhang Wanmo hugged Bai Xue and winked at me.

"what."

"You and Young Master Yan." Zhang Wanmo, taking care of Mrs. Zhang Jiao, faltered in my ear and couldn't even speak clearly.

But I know what he means, "Don't make wild guesses."

"Zhang Wanmo! You have caused trouble again!" Zhang Tianshi's loud voice sounded outside.

"Dad!" Zhang Wanmo was quite happy to hear his voice.

Zhang Tianshi and the others couldn't ignore the affairs of the underworld, so they were running around during this time.

Maybe he rushed back after getting the news that his son had smashed a big hole in the roof of his house.

"Last time it was Juling Spring, this time it's the roof, good guy, you're planning to demolish the entire Tianshi Mansion, right?"

Zhang Tianshi didn't come here empty-handed, he took a mahogany sword in his hand, and hit Zhang Wanmo's head and face.

"Okay!" Mrs. Zhangjiao really couldn't stand it anymore, she protected Zhang Wanmo behind her, "Your son is recovering from illness, you might as well beat him to death!"

"I'm not angry." Seeing his wife's black face, Zhang Tianshi was also a little embarrassed, and then turned his head to ask about our situation.

"Little Xing, how many days are you planning to stay?"

"Leave tomorrow."

"Leave tomorrow? So soon?" Mrs. Zhangjiao was also a little surprised.

"En." I nodded. Fortunately, Yan Shuyuan was not here just now, otherwise, Zhang Tianshi must have seen some clues.

"Eh? Mo'er, where did you get the civet?"

"I'm not a civet! I'm an earth god! Why is Zhang Tianshi so old and dim?" Bai Xue said angrily.

"Hey, God of Earth?" He was about to go up to tease him, but was stopped by Mrs. Zhangjiao, who told him about us, Bai Xue, and Nuwa Stone.

"Dad, what do you think this is?" Zhang Wanmo took out the talisman that Yan Shuyuan gave him.

"This is a good thing! Where did it come from?" Zhang Tianshi was also attracted by the talisman and couldn't move his eyes.

"If I say, I'm giving you this talisman, then don't you care about the lotus petals of Julingquan?"

(End of this chapter)