Practice origin column

Chapter 130
'Boom, boom, boom...'

The dull knock on the door was shattered by the snarling Yin Qi above the villa. Sikong frowned and looked at the bronze door that had not been responded to for a long time, and tried to push it.

'Hey--'

Unexpectedly, the bronze door slowly opened a crack, and a rotten and gloomy atmosphere floated out from the crack in the door. There was also the faint and erratic sound of a woman's sobs.

Sikong exerted some force, and the gap became larger, and he saw that behind the bronze door, it was pitch black and deathly silent. The light from the lamppost with a head not far away could not shine into the darkness behind the bronze door at all.

There is only a thin line between light and darkness.

Sikong frowned and did not walk in out of caution. Instead, he took a step back and shouted loudly: "Lord Gu Fo! I am Sikong from East Ninth District. I am here to seek medical treatment. Please come out——!"

Sikong's words came to an abrupt end, and he watched a head emerge from behind the door in some astonishment.

The sunken eye sockets and heavy eye bags indicate that this man is somewhat deficient in vitality and blood.

The cheekbones are high, and a layer of withered and yellow skin sticks to the face. On the neck, there is a particularly conspicuous red thread that surrounds the entire neck. Even without the light, it is still clearly visible.

The scarlet eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps. The owner of this head looked at Sikong carefully, and said with a strange smile: "So it's you. I'm the ancient Buddha, come in..."

turn out to be?

Sikong was puzzled. This man seemed to be very familiar with him, and his eyes looked at him without any strangeness.

'Whoosh! '

Gu Buddha turned around, and suddenly there was a lantern emitting a faint cold light in his hand.

The lantern is very old-fashioned, and Sikong even saw that the paint on the handle of the lantern has peeled off a lot, revealing the denuded wormholes.

In the lantern, the wick was crackling.

There was a faint and strange burning smell, which was refreshing at first, but then it made people feel nauseous and nauseated, and their stomach tumbling for a while.

Sikong, who had survived for five years on Duheng Star, couldn't smell it. This strange smell was the smell of burning corpse oil after being refined.

Sikong's eyes lingered on the shallow handful of lamp oil under the wick for a few breaths, and he smiled coldly in his heart.

Sikong wasn't afraid either, he strode up to follow the ancient Buddha.

"You came here to cure your fire poison, right?"

With the faint cold light coming from the lantern in the hands of the ancient Buddha, Sikong roughly saw the structure of the villa.

At the entrance, there is a white corridor, with jagged stalactite forests on both sides of the corridor, spreading straight into the depths.

There seemed to be some decorations and screens hanging in the corridor. Sikong took a closer look.

It is human skin.

It seemed fresh and still dripping with blood.

"Well, Suwen, the ancient Buddha, has wonderful rejuvenation skills and is good at treating internal injuries, so I came here to seek medical treatment."

Sikong walked slowly, not caring at all that he was actually stepping on a corridor paved with human bones that had been ground, dried and mixed with mud.

Unexpectedly, the ancient Buddha who was walking in front suddenly stopped, turned his head, glanced at Sikong up and down, and said with a dark smile: "It seems that your background is not bad, and there is a strong ancient style in your speech. It's sour, ordinary families can't raise people like you."

Sikong's heart froze, he was born in the civilization of cultivating immortals, and his words and demeanor naturally had ancient rhymes, but he had long learned to be in harmony with his light and his dust, and his daily behavior and habits tried to be as close as possible to the people of the empire.

How come when you get to this villa, your true colors are revealed subconsciously?

Smelling the special burning smell of corpse oil on the tip of his nose, Sikong's heart moved and he slowly lowered his breathing rate, almost falling into a turtle's breath.

"Haha, if you are a star bandit, you don't need to ask about your background. Gu Buddha should understand this rule, right?" Sikong laughed.

Hearing this, the ancient Buddha smiled strangely, and without answering, he turned around with a lantern and went down the corridor.

"Your injury is already getting better. Even with your level of cultivation, you can recover within a year or two of peaceful cultivation."

With the help of the light, Sikong could see that at the end of the corridor was a place similar to a laboratory.

The original ventilation and exhaust fans were still spinning slowly, and the laboratory was filled with red test benches, but experience notes, bottles and cans, surgical tools, bandages and medicines were arranged in the closet in an orderly manner.

The thick smell of blood lingered, and Sikong was almost certain without hesitation that many people had died in this laboratory.

The root of Yin Qi comes from here.

Of course, Sikong didn't have the slightest intention to defend the ancient Buddha's 'eccentricities'.As long as the ancient Buddha can heal his injuries.

"It's been too long, is there any way to recover quickly?"

Sikong shook his head, his chest barely rising and falling, completely shielding the surrounding breath.

"Have!"

Gu Buddha turned around sharply, with a stiff smile on his face, and the scarlet eyes looking at Sikong became more greedy.

Sikong's heart fluttered and he asked, "What?"

"Change your head! Put your head on a normal person's body. With my medical skills, you can walk out of this gate in a few hours!"

Gufoye licked his lips, moved his scarlet eyes in front of Sikong, and asked greedily and eagerly: "How is it? This is the fastest!"

The corner of Sikong's mouth twitched, he took several steps back one after another, distanced himself from the ancient Buddha, and forced a smile: "No, there's no need, let's change to a moderate method, we are not in a hurry."

"Oh……"

The ancient Buddha shook his head regretfully, his scarlet eyes dimmed instantly, and he said in a waned mood: "Is it moderate? Take a few cold medicines, and then goug out the parts corroded by the fire poison, and rest for a month or two, and it will be fine." It's all over the place..."

"Huh? No!"

Suddenly, the ancient Buddha left and returned, like a cat smelling fishy smell, its nose twitched on Sikong's body, and then his eyes saw Sikong's left arm.

"It's such a strong evil, even the old man's cold blood can't help but tremble!"

The lantern floated up, and Gu Foye directly grabbed Sikong's left wrist, his scarlet eyes widened, and suddenly there was a sharp scalpel in his other hand, and he cut it off with one stroke!

Sikong's heartbeat tightened, and he subconsciously drove his spiritual realm to tumble out. At the same time, the fetal membrane of the world wrapped around Sikong's ankle was about to move, and a piece of it was faintly missing, appearing on Gu Foye's back.

"Ok?"

The ancient Buddha's eyes changed, the movement of the scalpel cutting down suddenly sank, and he backed away in a whirl.

Sikong also retreated violently, shouting angrily: "What do you want to do? That thing was given to me by Boss Poisonous Wolf, how dare you steal it?!"

Poison wolf?

Gu Buddha's face was uncertain, recalling the unreasonable sense of crisis just now, he stared deeply at Sikong for a long time.

Cold sweat slid across Sikong's back, chilly, like a knife cutting.

But the anger on Sikong's face did not change at all, and he stared at Gu Foye fiercely, as fiercely as a wolf, making people's scalp numb.

"Three Ecliptas, two taels of Ligustrum lucidum, and one scrophulariaceae are boiled in water, and taken together with Alpen. Three times a day, two pills at a time! The effect will be seen within three days, and the recovery will be cured within two months!"

Suddenly, the ancient Buddha walked quickly to the closet, waving his arms, only heard the sound of bottles and jars colliding, and a pile of medicinal materials was placed in front of Sikong.

Next to the medicinal materials, there is a board of capsules with a strong smell of medicinal powder.

"The medicine is here, what do you give in exchange?"

Gu Foye stared at Sikong coldly, his eyes quietly passing over Sikong's left arm.

Sikong hesitated, he didn't even have a dime on him.

Xingka and Zhou Tianxingchen were touched by the Poison Wolf's people when they were unconscious. Except for the wolf servant, they were naked and had nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, Sikong saw the invisible strips hanging upside down in the depths of the laboratory, and there was a strong dead air coming from them.

"A corpse of a second maintainer, is that enough?!"

(End of this chapter)