Chapter 29: The Unity of Man and Worm (1)

There is a difference in the spirit bead that contains the soul of the cloud, and Shui Ling'er did not delve into it, thinking that Aunt Yi Qiē has her own opinions.

With difficulty, he moved back to the ice bed from the altar, sat down cross-legged again, and began to recite the heart of the suspense of sorrow: "Recite the illusion of enlightenment and illusion of enlightenment." Thoughts and gatherings, thoughts and thoughts are swirling. Dan Yinsi pondered the dream of the sun, and the dream met the moon shadow and the illusion of one. Reading the sword, the sword meets the stars, the stars are born from Dansheng, and the thoughts are in!"

But after reading "Nian In", he didn't have the slightest feeling of Zen Reading. To him, that mantra was like a few simple lines of scripture, and it had no brain, let alone integration with the heart.

On the contrary, the scene of the sky-destroying spell flowing fire on the Mobei Snow Field rushing towards him and then hitting him was constantly emerging in front of him. He tried his best to be calm, but he was caught in this thrilling memory, unable to extricate himself, and his mood fluctuated and became more and more intense.

The impatient emotion rose his body temperature, and the black qi in his chest took the opportunity to break free from the shackles of the ice, dissolved with the temperature, expanded rapidly, and began to descend, penetrating into his internal organs.

"Not good!" he exclaimed, "I must be quiet, otherwise I will soon go mad!" Uncle Withered said clearly, as long as I force out the black qi, I will be considered to have practiced the secret of suspense, but why does this black qi not go up, but go deeper and deeper into my internal organs?"

Thinking like this, he became even more nervous, and he felt a sweetness in his throat, and immediately a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and at the same time, his eyes became blurry, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Although his eyes could not see clearly, he could sense a stream of poisonous blood, which was spreading down the blood vessels to his whole body. The blood was so hot that he had an unusually pungent smoky smell all over his body, and the ice bed seemed to be melting by his heat, and he felt like he was sitting in a puddle of water.

He reminded himself in extreme horror: "Shui Ling'er, you can't go mad, you can't go mad!" But the breath in his dantian was being extinguished uncontrollably, and as soon as his body leaned, he fell down like paralyzed mud.

Just as he was about to lose his will, a green light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and then a stuffed thing flew to his face. He froze, looked effortlessly at the tip of his nose, and called out in surprise: "Ling'er!"

In the past, when he was confined in the Floating Life Temple, the bamboo slug Ling'er's favorite thing to do was to pick up the bridge of his nose like a small lump of snot from time to time, staring at his eyes and reading his heart. Now, when he was dying, he somehow found him and jumped up again as before.

"Ling'er, you...... How did you get here? But...... It's good to see you at this time......" Shui Ling'er's voice was like a broken silk string, getting weaker and weaker, and Ling'er could only hear what he was saying if he was close to his lips.

"I ...... I can't hold it anymore...... I think I'm going crazy......"

"No, little boy, with Ling'er, you won't go crazy!" the green worm shouted.

"Oh......" He closed his eyes weakly, but after only a moment, he suddenly opened them with all his might, and looked at it in great amazement, "Ling'er, it was just ...... Are you talking?"

Ling'er jumped down from the bridge of his nose, erected his little body, stood on the ice bed like a little person, and nodded: "Yes, little boy, it's Ling'er who is talking!"

"You...... So you can speak!"

It shook its fat insect body and said with emotion: "Ling'er can speak, but she can only say it once in her life, that is, before she dies, she has the only chance to say what she wants to say most in her life." ”

"What? (To be continued.) )