Then he pressed Goudan's arm on the bed and used a sharp dagger to slit the artery on his wrist. Suddenly, streams of foul-smelling black blood flowed out of the blood vessel. The stench was so stinky that it seemed as if several people had just died.

The smell of rotten meat smelled like Yue's body buried in the soil.

Maybe this big mouthful of hot glutinous rice soup had an effect, maybe this crime really tortured the unconscious Goudan in every possible way. He struggled and woke up with his eyes wide open, and the black eyes had already appeared in his eyes.

When he came out, his eyes were extremely murderous, as ferocious and terrifying as the King of Hell in Hell.

"Master...Master...quickly...kill...kill me...don't...don't let this disciple suffer!!!! Please...kill me!!!" Goudan endured the physical pain.

The severe pain begs the Yin Yang Saint.

The Yin-Yang Sage wiped the rotten blood on his hands with a handkerchief, glanced at him sideways, grunted, and said: "Hmph... Goudan, once a master is always a father, you unfilial disciple has not sent the master on his way.

Well, why are you so hopeless today? Keep it up, master will definitely be able to save you! I don’t have much time left, and I still hope that you will teach Gong Yao well in the future and inherit our incense of touching Jin Xiaowei. It’s you who wants to

Just die?"

As he spoke, he winked at Wu Gongyao. "Gongyao, take a handkerchief and cover your master's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide!"

In fact, it is unlikely that Goudan will commit suicide. In those days, the Master's life was more important than Mount Tai. He would not let you die, even if you were missing arms and legs and became a cripple. The Yin Yang Sage was most worried that he could not bear the pain in his mouth.

The nonsense was overheard by outsiders, and the apprentice would not be able to gain a foothold in the world in the future and smashed the gold-lettered signboard of Colonel Jin.

With a handkerchief in his mouth and tears in his eyes, Goudan knew the master's good intentions and burst into tears of gratitude. Even though he had been tortured a lot, he still had to get through this, even though his internal organs and lungs were as painful as the bites of thousands of insects and ants.

He endured it and persisted until the blood flowing out of the wound on his wrist was bright red and no longer had the stench. He also fainted again due to excessive blood loss and unbearable pain.

"Master...my master, he...he..." Little Gongyao was frightened, thinking that the master was dead now, and cried anxiously.

Yin Yang Sage smiled and pinched his little face and comforted him: "Silly boy, your master can't die, his life is very good. Now he has survived. Okay, I, Yin Yang Sage, did not see the wrong person. Your master is a man. From now on,

When the day comes that I let go, I can trust you and leave you to him. Go and pull out one of the incense sticks that I gave to your ancestor."

Every time Captain Jin takes a big action, he will carry the statue of his ancestor Cao Cao with him. Before doing anything, he will kneel three times and kowtow to salute, praying for the blessing of his ancestor before he can set off. Today's first group of people

Before going out, the Yin-Yang Sage had already orally applied incense to the Patriarch. The incense was extinguished once and then the second one was applied. I don’t know how many incense sticks were lit.

Wu Gongyao asked in surprise: "Ah? What are you talking about? Pulling out the incense of the ancestor? Master, are you confused? Isn't this bad? Is it in line with the rules?"

"Tsk... you little bastard, when will it be your turn to teach me a lesson? If I tell you to pull it out, you can pull it out! Where does all this nonsense come from?"

Wu Gongyao didn't dare to disobey, so he pulled out a stick of incense and handed it to his master. The Yin Yang Sage took the incense with hot spots and burned it on Goudan's eyebrows. Goudan felt pain and his body shook.
Chapter completed!