pussy is bad

Chapter 325 Detoxification
I was stunned, this ghost has different flavors?

I obviously can't taste it, don't bother.

Seeing that there was no danger for the time being, I stood up, walked in front of it, and slapped it with a wave of my hand. Caught off guard, it flew out and hit the wall, and then fell on the stone ladder.

"My wife, what are you doing?" It got up, looked at me pitifully and puzzled, and asked.

"Who made you take so long to come here, you scared me to death, you know?" I stared at it and shouted.

"Those bugs are hard to deal with, otherwise I would have come here." It argued.

"Do you still want to talk back to me?" I immediately crossed my hips and glared at it.

It shrank its neck immediately, shook its head quickly, and then floated up and flew in front of me. The little pig said with a flattering face: "My wife is wise and powerful, my worship of my wife is like a surging river, how dare you Talk back, right?"

"Hmph, that's pretty much the same." I gave it a blank look and snorted coldly.

I have to say that this guy has become very different from before after his awakening. It kind of means that outsiders are strong and weak to me, which makes me very happy.

"Go and see how my master is doing." I then said to it.

"Okay." It replied.

Then it flew to the front of the stone gate below with a whoosh, and I immediately followed.

At this time, Zhou Bufan on the other side had stood up and walked to Zhang Mengyu's side. Although he was punched by the poison ghost and vomited blood, it seemed that his injuries were not serious.

On the contrary, the old man was still lying on the ground, and his face became paler, his pupils were dimmed, and he seemed to be dying. His eyes moved slightly when he saw us approaching, but he didn't have any expression.

"It seems that he has been poisoned by the poisonous ghost. This poison is a bit tricky. Once it is infected, the poison will eat away at the person's yang essence to spread. Once it spreads all over the body, it means that the yang essence has been exhausted. If they are devoured by all, the human body will be turned into ashes in an instant." Yu Shuo saw the old man's problem at a glance, and said.

"So scary?" I was surprised.

No wonder the old man can't even perform the Taoism. To perform the Taoism also depends on his own energy. His yang energy is exhausted, so what can he use to perform it?
Thinking of this, I subconsciously looked towards the old man's left hand, but I saw that the black on his hand had spread to the covered area under his sleeve. I wanted to see where it had spread, so I squatted beside him. , reached out and pulled his sleeve.

But when he was about to touch his sleeve, Yu Shuo suddenly shouted: "Don't move, if you touch the skin where the ghost poison has already spread, you will also be infected."

I shivered suddenly, quickly withdrew my hand, then looked up at it, and asked: "You should have a way to detoxify, right?"

"Uh, I have a solution, but..." It stopped at this point.

"Just what?" I pressed.

"Virgin's blood is needed," it said.

"Ah? Why?" I asked in surprise.

I've only heard that a virgin's hematuria is very useful, but this needs virgin blood?

"Um, this... I won't explain the specific reason." It paused and said.

Then it suddenly looked at Zhang Mengyu on the other side, and said, "This girl should not be broken yet, her blood is available."

"You can see that? Are you trying to trick her?" I put on a straight face.

"My wife, what are you thinking? The aura in the eyes of our ghosts is different between those who have not been broken and those who have been broken. I can tell the difference with just one glance. What's the point?" It said unfairly.

"Hmph, I can barely believe you." I snorted arrogantly, then stood up and walked to the side of Zhang Mengyu who was still asleep.

I glanced at her and said to Zhou Bufan who was standing beside me, "Give me your knife, and if you have a bottle, give me one too."

He naturally heard my conversation with Yu Shuo, and he naturally knew that I was going to take blood to save the old man when he heard what I said.

So he didn't hesitate, took off his backpack, took out a knife and a white porcelain bottle and handed them to me, but said: "Take less, don't need too much."

As a Taoist priest, he also seems to know how to detoxify poisonous ghosts, and he seems quite nervous about Zhang Mengyu, which surprised me a bit, because he was lying to Zhang Mengyu before.

Of course, I didn't worry too much about this issue. As soon as I got the knife and the bottle, I squatted down, took another look at Zhang Mengyu, pulled off the red cloth that was plugging the mouth of the porcelain bottle, and grabbed her hand. I cut a knife in the palm of my hand, and the blood gushed out immediately, but at this moment I saw her frowning, she seemed to feel the pain in her sleep, but I didn't pay much attention to it, put down the knife, took the porcelain bottle and put it under her hand Receive blood.

"Okay, okay, why do you need so much, enough is enough." Zhou Bufan hurriedly urged when the blood almost filled half of the porcelain bottle.

I just stopped and asked him, "Did you bandage her well?"

"Okay, go away." He waved to me impatiently.

I stuck out my tongue, got up and walked away, but saw Zhou Bufan quickly took out a roll of gauze from his backpack and began to bandage her, so I walked over to the old man with peace of mind.

"How should I use this blood?" I asked Yu Shuo who was floating beside me.

"Give him half to drink, and half to his poisoned hands," it said.

Of course I did.

But after finishing it, I found that the old man's condition still hadn't improved, and the black on his left hand hadn't faded either. I looked at it suspiciously and asked, "Is there something wrong with your method?"

But it just grinned, and then floated above the old man's poisoned left hand, and even spit out a little saliva from the little pig's mouth and dripped onto his hand.

"Aren't you disgusting?" I looked at it strangely and said.

"Disgusting? I'm not happy when someone asks me to slobber. This is the little ghost emperor origin I have left. It's very precious." It said a little annoyed.

"Pull it down and you'll do it, saliva is so precious, I can give you a washbasin." I gave it a white look and said.

But as soon as the words fell, the drop of saliva dripping on the old man's hand suddenly acted like a catalyst in a chemical reaction, causing a change in his left hand, and immediately there were wisps of black and red gas, and then The black on his left hand gradually became lighter, and the blood sprinkled on it also slowly disappeared.

In the end, all the saliva, black, and blood disappeared. The old man straightened up abruptly and took a deep breath. There was a sound like asthma in his throat, and then he spit out a mouthful of black and red mist, and then he seemed to be fine. He stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and said, "I almost thought I was going to die."

(End of this chapter)