There was only one stick of incense in front and behind. There were only three people who could escape alive, and the rest died in the Chu Palace.

The three people who escaped were also missing their arms and legs. Yuan Qingling had never seen such a tragic phenomenon. He only felt that the fear of executing Su Pin back then surged into his heart. In the face of millions of gold, life was really as cheap as mud! Tang Yang ordered people to clear the scene, and the body was cleared out, and buckets of water washed the ground of the yard. After a while, it returned to its former cleanliness. No trace of blood was found, but the smell of blood could not be waving away from the air.

Since Yuan Qingling has been pregnant with this child, he has not reacted at all. It is the first time that he feels like vomiting.

While washing, those people slapped, "What's the point of asking for millions of gold?"

Is life worth it?"

Yuan Qingling heard the bun, "What's the attraction of millions of gold?

Immortality is worth pursuing.”

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qingling suddenly turned his head and looked at him, "What did you say?"

Baozi looked up at her, "What I see from the book is that many people have pursued immortality throughout the ages."

Baozi walked over and hugged her waist, "Mom, do you know, my brother and I have the function of healing ourselves?

Our cells are different from ordinary people. We can quickly repair physical problems. We can grow up, but it is difficult for us to age."

When Yuan Qingling heard the word "cell" by Baozi, his heart tightened slightly, but when he remembered that he had always been in contact with him several times, and he would always know something about it.

“Self-healing?”

She looked at him in shock.

Baozi's eyebrows and eyes were bright, "Mom really doesn't know."

Yuan Qingling didn't care about his disgust and wanted to vomit, so he grabbed them back to Xiaoyue Pavilion. The five children sat in a row and looked up at her.

"Baobao, did you just say that you have the function of self-healing?

But you didn’t heal yourself quickly before falling and hitting your wounds.”

Moreover, Erbao had injured his eyes before, and it did not improve quickly. It took two or three days to be fine.

The bun took a pair of scissors from the basket next to it and slashed it into his palm. Yuan Qingling screamed in fear, but saw that blood had dripped out, but it was only a drop of blood, which had not yet slipped down, and the wound began to scab.

Yuan Qingling was really stunned this time. He grabbed his hand and stared at it. He saw a layer of scab on the wound, but it was obvious that the wound had not fully recovered. Just under her gaze, the color of the scab began to fade, from light black to light red. After about a minute, he could not even see a trace.

"How could this happen?"

Yuan Qingling looked at the bun and asked with difficulty.

Tangyuan and glutinous rice on the side widened their eyes and looked at their brother in surprise. Tangyuan asked, "Brother Bao, how did you do it?"

"You guys can probably do it too, try it!"

Tangyuan shook her head, "If I don't try, wouldn't it be wasted my blood if I don't know how to do it myself?"

But Nuomi thought it was fun, so she took scissors and stabbed her fingers.

The blood as big as a rice grain was squeezed out, and the wound was a little red. After the blood was wiped off, the wound was not repaired significantly.

"No?"

Nuomi is anxious. Why doesn’t he have this ability?

Yuan Qingling kept staring at his fingers and shook his head, "No, you have glutinous rice, too, just a little slower."

Everyone leaned over to look at his fingers. The red dots on his fingers really slowly disappeared. A small layer of white skin was left on the small wound. Yuan Qingling reached out to tear it off, and a little light pink and red remained on his fingers. The repair ability was obviously not as good as that of a bun.

Seeing that there were glutinous rice, I tried the dumplings. It was similar to glutinous rice, and at the end it left a faint mark on my fingers.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, the light red mark disappeared and he recovered completely.

Four people looked at Erbao with eight eyes.

This time, Yuan Qingling picked up the scissors and walked towards the two of them.

The two index fingers gathered together, and the scissors cut them. Before the blood even flowed out, the wound had been healed, just like Wolverine, even faster than Wolverine. The wound was immediately restored to exactly the same as before.

The dim sums immediately looked at each other, why is my younger brother more powerful?

Especially Tangyuan and glutinous rice are even more dissatisfied. It’s better to be able to compare with your brother, but even your younger brother can’t compare with you?

The second treasure is calm, as if healing himself is just a pediatrics that cannot be more capable of pediatrics.

No, it cannot be called a skill, that is what it should be.

Yuan Qingling was stunned for a while, and looked at his palm with scissors.

She was cruel and cruel, closed her eyes, scissors passed through her palms, and a sharp pain came. She opened her eyes and watched the blood drip, one drop, two drops, three drops... Damn it! "Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding quickly!"

Baozi first realized that Wu Xiaofu immediately became busy.

In other words, children have the ability to heal themselves, either fast or slow, and she... also has it, but like ordinary people, a wound should hurt for a few days, and it is not superior to others at all.

"Why is this happening?"

Yuan Qingling stared at his hand bandaged into a pig's trotter and asked this question that no one could answer.

If the children also injected drugs and had cell mutations, it would make sense, but the children had never injected drugs, and they gave birth to her through this body, they were the same as normal children, but why?

If her body has also mutated, then the child she gave birth to inherited her genes and the mutation can make sense. The problem is that she has not mutated.

This is like... fighting a cow across the mountain?

The universe is moving?

Yuan Qingling felt that she was about to go crazy, just like the crazy thing she had just passed by and saw the medicine box. She was a person with a very strong desire for knowledge. Whenever she encountered unsolved problems, she would have to be troubled for a long time and wanted to study and get the answer.

In my mind, what Fang Wu said back then burst out again, and the end of science may not be theology.

Although she was very resistant to this statement, her firm belief began to shake after years of experience.

I realized that humans have this characteristic, and any problem that they cannot understand or cannot solve will eventually be attributed to theology.

In fact, if you think deeper, it is not ignorant that people seek God and worship Buddha. In addition to faith, there is no need to pursue it hard.

In this way, on the night when the killer came, Yuan Qingling and Wu Xiaofu discussed a lot. Although Wu Xiaofu was a little confused throughout the evening, they listened very seriously and carefully. Finally, they looked at their mother with strange eyes. Yuan Qingling said to herself, as if she was venting. At the end, Nuomi asked blankly: "Mom, are you saying that you believe in gods and Buddhas now?"

Yuan Qingling was also stunned for a moment. Is this what she meant?
Chapter completed!