I choked for a moment without saying a word. Thinking that after all, he went to the Hongmen Banquet to save his younger brother. He should have made some excuses for him, and said, "He may not have seen that this is a situation, probably because he took the risk to save Xiao Ge..."

Brother Shu interrupted me and analyzed rationally: "If you know it, it would be even more unstoppable. You have sacrificed your life to save Xiao Ge. It is understandable that how long has he known Xiao Ge for a while? He does not care about gains and losses for a temporary battle of will." Then he sneered: "After all, you are young and energetic."

I remained silent, knowing that they would not change their minds, so I didn't say much, and just said in my heart: Brother, I'm sorry! So I quickly asked another question I was more concerned about: "Brother Shu, has Yu Ge saved me? Where is someone else?"

Brother Shu glanced at me, raised his hand and drank a sip of tea, and looked at me thoughtfully. I felt a 'knock' in my heart, and I felt uneasy: "I haven't saved it?"

However, just when I was nervous, Brother Shu slowly picked up the teapot and added a sip of tea before he replied casually: "When I saved you, I happened to remember that you took the risk to save Yu Ge, so I took some trouble to rescue Yu Ge and Wan Qi Tang and other demons."

When I heard this, I felt a little surprised: Brother Shu is not a nosy personality. Even if he is really like he said - he happened to pass by and pick something, he might not necessarily save me.

This may be a bit ruthless, but it is true: he may appear in front of me and ask me to "hold on, don't die!" to give me confidence to live. But he will never help me. Although I did think of him to save me, when this is really alive, I feel it is unimaginable.

As the saying goes, "A saint is called a saint" is said to be said, Brother Shu and others can indeed bear the word "saint". However, there is also a four-line mantra: "Heaven and the earth are not kind, and all things are straw dogs, saints are not kind, and the people are straw dogs." Brother Shu and others definitely have the style of a saint.

I thought about it for a long time in confusion, and always felt something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be realistic and there was no big problem. I could only temporarily suppress the uneasiness in my heart and asked, "What about Yu Ge? Where is he now? Are he injured? I was with the old man Xihua before..."

When the words reached the mouth, they suddenly got stuck in their throat and couldn't speak for a long time.

I had what I had with the old man Xihua before, and I felt that I could remember the general situation, but I didn’t know what I had given birth to, I didn’t know what I had said to me, and I didn’t even know when Brother Shu would save me, and I was sleeping or was so dizzy and unconscious.

I guess I was unconscious, so why did I faint again?

I originally thought about everything and thought about it all over the place, but as soon as this thought came, my head felt a burst of pain, as if it was about to explode.

Brother Shu wanted to answer, but when he saw that my face suddenly turned white, he was shocked and asked, "How? I was unwell?" I was about to wave my hand and say nothing happened, Brother Shu shouted directly outside the door: "Nanwu! Come in with me!"

I was stunned and looked at him quietly - such an uncool attitude really didn't look like Brother Shu.

At this time, Nan Wu also ran in from outside the door, almost overturning the chess table in front of Sister Jun, which attracted Sister Jun's glare. If he hadn't been worried about him coming to see me, I had no doubt that Sister Jun would hit Nan Wu with a "Notification Order". As for whether she would be free, she would basically not consider whether she would be free. The "Notification Order" is considered a middle-class and superior immortal art, and is generally used by the sects of the Immortal World in the mortal world to teach their disciples.

In temples, when the two confront each other, they will throw the other party a "Guanban Order" in small matters that are not related to itching. If they are anxious, they will start to fight with real swords and guns. Sister Jun prefers the "Guanban Order" most because this order is unsolvable. She can only wait for half a stick of incense to pass the effect of the spell.

During the days when Namo and I colluded with each other and went to the house to remove the tiles, we often tasted the pain of the "Notification Order".

For example, when arguing or having fun, a "no-global order" suddenly came. It was really a "single grave that was thousands of miles away, and there was no place to talk about it". It was very sad and bleak.

After coming back to his senses, Namo had already pulled my wrist and focused his pulse.

Namo once boasted to me that he had amazing medical talent and had three breaths cut off the cause of the disease. He happened to be bored, so he carefully paid attention to it - no more, no less, just three breaths.

Namo gently put down my wrist. Seeing this, I subconsciously closed my hearing. As expected, I saw Namo starting to murmurly remind him: "Your injuries have not yet been healed, you are afraid of the cold, your spiritual power is almost exhausted, and your body is three more weak than ordinary mortals. Just like that, are you still thinking about something irrelevant, do you think about it?"

Just looking at his mouth open and close, I could guess what he was talking about. I regretted it very much: If I had known this, in order to be calm, I should have closed my eyes early before he spoke.

After hearing this, Gan Yu also accused him: "I can't calm down... Since my body is so weak, it's better to think less.

I opened my mouth and said helplessly: "My body is still good... not weak!" The last two words were almost gritting their teeth.

However, they did not listen to my defense at all. Brother Shu also advised: "Time changes, no need to think too much! If your mind is calm, you will become wise; if your mind is confused, you will become foolish. Since your mind is in chaos, take advantage of the past few days and copy the Jingxin Mantra five times and send it over."

I vomited blood, raised my hand and rubbed my temples, looked at Brother Shu weakly, and said helplessly: "I was dedicated to the Buddha. It is not a big deal to copy the mantra of meditation five times. However, now my body is not strong enough, so I can only read it silently in my heart. I believe that the Buddha will forgive a devout believer."

After saying that, he pretended to cough twice. Seeing that the people around him looked disbelief, he could only continue to work hard and cough a few more times, hoping to increase the persuasion.

However, things went against my wishes. Brother Shu probably saw through my tricks, didn't care at all, glanced at me coldly, and then said, "Start writing tomorrow... Namo, have you prepared your meal? Come on."

Namo replied with a smile: "It's almost done. Now I'm cooking the last pot of winter melon and ribs soup. When it's ready, it's time to serve!"

‘Things are not things, everything is not done, tears flow first if you want to speak.’ I sighed, wiped the tears of the rag, and could only recite in my heart silently, "Sentient beings are all troubles, and all troubles are suffering. All troubles are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor purified, neither increasing nor decreasing. Those with shapes are born in the invisible, incapable of beings, and existence returns to nothing. The environment is born from the mind."

After a passage of time, he sighed again, glanced at the unmoved faces of the people around him, and could only start chanting the main text of the meditation mantra, "Namo, Dratana, Doraye, Namo, Adaya, Baluja, Shubolaya, Bodhisattva, Mahasattva, Mahasattva, Kalunijaya, O, Saraya, Sarhara, Sarhara, Sarhara, and Sarhara.

I looked at a circle of people around me again: Sister Jun is still struggling with the chess game; Sister Gan Yu looked at Sister Jun, with a wine glass in her left hand and a chess piece in her right hand, smiling sweetly; Brother Shu sat on the side by the bed, looking out the window without any hesitation; as for Namo... As soon as my eyes turned, he suddenly slapped his thighs and rushed out the door excitedly, shouting: "It's over! My soup is about to be cooked!"

I turned my head silently, put the quilt together, and sighed to Brother Shu again.

Now, Brother Shu couldn't ignore me anymore, so he could only turn his head and say, "What's wrong with you?"

I grinned and grinned: "I want to see Yu Ge!"

Brother Shu didn't say anything, and first sighed, which made my appetite full of my taste, then he spoke: "You eat first, after the meal, I will ask Namo to help you over."

I frowned and my heart tightened: "How about Yu Ge??"

Brother Shu was about to open his mouth when Namo, who had brought the dishes, snatched the topic: "Shang Ke, but he was born with a broken vein and was declining since childhood. He was not good at physical fitness. He was also a way to cultivate immortals. There is no use to practice in the demon world. On the other hand, you have no shortage of spiritual fruits and spirit stones all day long, and the spiritual power in the mountains is rich, and your physique is much better than him. You are just awakening now, which is beyond my expectations."

I curled my lips, snatched the dishes and chopsticks from his hands, and ordered Nam Wu frankly: "Go over there to move a small table and put it on the bed, otherwise you will be exhausted if you hold the dishes in both hands!"

Namo pulled the corner of her mouth: "You know that I have food on both hands, so how do you ask me to move the table?" I shrugged and said without any concern: "I don't know! Anyway, I just mentioned it casually. If you really like this, it would be fine."

Namo grinded his teeth and opened his mouth to call out Sister Jun: "Ajun! Go and move a small table quickly!"

Sister Jun stared at the chessboard with expressionless expression, and calmly took a step forward. At the next moment, she swept over with a horizontal leg. She failed to succeed in one blow, and she was not upset. She only glanced at Namo coldly, and there was a solemn aura in her words: "Quiet! Otherwise, she would beat you up!"

Namo was not afraid at all, and turned to Gan Yu with a normal expression: "Gan Yu, you are idle anyway, please help me move a small table!" Gan Yu followed Sister Jun to play chess, and this time was no exception, so he quickly responded, quickly packed up the table, threw Brother Shu's book aside, picked up the table and placed it on my bed.

Na Wu thanked me without sincerity, put all the dishes in his hand on the table with a happy expression, and turned toward me like a cat that had stole a fishy cat, and smiled thrillingly at me: "Ajun cannot beat Gan Yu, and I am angry and embarrassed, so I can only vent my anger at me. Fortunately, I am merciful, so I don't care about it more!"

I glanced at him speechlessly, and could only ignore him. Don't look at Sister Jun's concentration on playing chess now. When he loses, he will definitely find a punching bag. This person will not do what he wants except Namo.

After drinking and eating, I had the strength to think about other things: "Where is Wanqitang now? Have you returned to the Demon Realm?"

Sister Gan Yu chuckled, and was filled with a calm and calm style: "Go back to the Demon Realm to recover from his injuries. This time the Demon Realm is seriously injured, and he still has to go back to take charge of the overall situation!... After all, he ate a few jars of salt. Even if he is extremely talented in his cultivation, he should suffer the same loss at this age. He just doesn't know what the old guys in the Demon Realm think. He doesn't stop him from watching him get into a condom, and he just makes trouble!"

(End of this chapter)

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