C1701 The Painting
C1701 The Painting
"His body is weak, and he suffered from a serious injury after the fever..."
Mo Nan checked carefully, but gradually, his brows knitted tighter. Sure enough, everything would not be as easy as he had expected.
In his opinion, the body of the water was indeed not good, but it was far from being able to turn into a fool. There must be another reason.
However, no matter how old rascal examined the body of the water, he couldn't find any clues.
The water seemed to notice that the person in front of him didn't seem to be trying to hurt him again. He gradually calmed down and didn't struggle, allowing old rascal to play with him.
"This young master doesn't believe me!"
Mo Nan, who felt that his medical skills had been challenged, quickly gritted his teeth and looked at the Water Hound as he muttered to himself. In his heart, he was thinking that since he couldn't find any other reason, he should try his best to cure it, using the method that this fellow used to treat the side effects of a high fever.
After thinking for a while, it seemed that this was the only way.
If he wanted the water to stay still, Mo Nan wrote a prescription and handed it to Shui Su and his wife, who were still guarding outside.
Shui Su didn't dare to delay and immediately ordered people to go to the herb shop in the city to get the medicine.
After more than an hour, the medicine was brought back. old rascal immediately set up a big pot in the yard and started to boil the medicine on the spot.
A pungent stench began to spread throughout the courtyard. Shui Su, who was guarding outside, suspected that old rascal was trying to harm the water. However, seeing how serious the former was, he didn't disturb him.
In the corner, the water sitting there suddenly frowned.
Mo Nan acted as if he was deliberately teasing a silly boy. He grinned and said,
"It doesn't smell good, does it? It doesn't matter. I'll get used to it in a while. Let me tell you something. In a while, I'll soak you in it and cook you. It will burn your skin and flesh. Surely that won't be good, right? "
"Why are you staring at me? I'm just bullying a stupid kid like you."
Mo Nan lowered his voice and looked outside the yard. He was sure Shui Su could not hear him.
"How dare you flirt with my wife? If I don't kill you today, I won't call you Mo Nan."
In the corner, the expression on the water's face finally changed. He looked at the man with his back facing him. His eyes weren't dull, but gradually became gloomy and vicious.
old rascal didn't notice this scene, still muttering to himself, "You can't go against me, this young master has plenty of ways to play with you. When you've soaked enough and fished it out, I'll make you drink this pot of water yourself!"
This was a little disgusting.
The eyelids of the water in the back could not help twitching.
This guy was a madman, right?
If I really cripple him, then... Does this guy still want to leave City Lord's Mansion?
Suddenly, Mo Nan turned around. The water instantly returned to its normal appearance. old rascal looked at him indifferently.
"I forgot to tell you that this medicine is not completely useless. It can replenish the loss of Yang energy, but it is very harmful to one's spiritual senses."
"However, you are a fool to begin with. You should not care if you become even more foolish. Right?
As old rascal spoke, his smile finally disappeared. He focused his attention on the water.
The water could no longer act. He raised his head with a sinister smile. "When did you discover it?"
"Not long ago."
Seeing this, Mo Nan was completely sure of his own judgement. He finally stopped paying attention to the pot of stew and recalled. "I originally believed it, but I was puzzled on the way here."
"A fool. If he could fool all the smart people, then... Then, is he a fool?"
Shui Su was worried but confused. He believed that his son was filial. That was why he did not think about anything.
Mo Nan was different.
He wasn't familiar with the water. In fact, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. Naturally, he would think more about it.
However, even though he could see through it, he still couldn't figure out why the Water Hound was acting dumb.
Who knew.
Realizing that he had already seen through some things, the Water Hound immediately stood up from the corner and walked towards him. Because his strength was low, old rascal naturally didn't take it seriously.
But when the Water Hound arrived in front of him, it suddenly sneered.
"Brat, you dare to ruin this old man's good deeds. Now, I'll let you taste the consequences!"
Xiu.
A wisp of black Qi emerged from the top of the water swamp's head. The latter fell to the ground powerlessly. The black Qi then entered Mo Nan's body. old rascal did not react quickly. He looked distracted for a moment. Then, he fell to the ground and could not get up.
However, after he fell to the ground.
"Damn it, no!"
A cry of terror and pain came from his body.
...
In the courtyard.
Shui Su and his wife suddenly realized that there was no sound inside. They immediately rushed into the courtyard. As soon as they entered, they saw that their son and Mo Nan had both fainted. They thought that someone had intruded into City Lord's Mansion to commit crimes.
However, Shui Su checked around and found no outsiders. Helpless, he could only send someone to send his son back to his room. He also sent Mo Nan to another room to rest. At the same time, he sent someone to the Qih family to invite people over.
...
"Mm."
After an unknown amount of time, old rascal slowly woke up. It was already dark outside.
"Are you awake?" old rascal asked.
Qih Meimei, who was also in the room, heard the sound and immediately walked over. She sat by the bed and blinked her eyes as she asked in concern.
"How long did I sleep for?" Mo Nan looked at her with embarrassment. He still had a headache, but he could not remember exactly why he was unconscious and what had happened after he was unconscious.
He only remembered that there seemed to be a stream of spiritual consciousness that came out of his body and entered his body.
"Right, spiritual sense!"
Thinking back to this matter, old rascal broke out in a cold sweat. This was not a small matter. He quickly checked his body and found that nothing had happened.
His body hadn't been taken away, and there wasn't another spiritual sense in his body.
It was not that he could not check, but that there really was no spiritual sense.
He was frustrated. He couldn't be so careless in the future. This time, perhaps it was because the Spiritual Sense didn't take a fancy to his body that he left in a coma. However, no one knew if there would be such good luck in the future.
At this moment.
old rascal checked his brain one last time. He wanted to check if his brain was injured, but when he looked inside his body, he found that he had opened up a spiritual sea in his brain.
There were two new things in the sky above the spiritual sea.
One of them was a milky white membrane that wrapped around his spiritual sea. Although he had never known about this thing before, he could guess that Chang Xu had left it for him before he left.
This was most likely a formation that could protect his brain.
However, at this moment, there was an obvious hole in the formation. Although the formation was not destroyed and was being repaired on its own, it also meant that it could not stop the Spiritual Sense that had rushed into his body.
Other than that, there was something else in his mind.
A picture.
The huge picture scroll unfolded in his mind. old rascal was very familiar with the scene displayed on it. He would never forget it for the rest of his life.