Chapter 57

The room was foggy and full of medicine.

It doesn't irritate the nose, it doesn't smell bad. The fragrance is slightly bitter and steamy. Once you enter the room, you can feel the tide. The single coat on your body becomes heavy and sticky.

Xiaodong arrived at the edge of the bucket and tried the water temperature first.

Most of the juice was boiled, and it's still hot.

Mo Chen did not seem to see his hesitation, and urged a sentence: "go in."

Anyway, it's not the first time. Xiaodong's heart is horizontal, and he climbs up the edge of the bucket. Once his hand is loosened, the whole person slides into the bucket.

Oh, that taste Xiaodong instantly remembered the situation of the Fat Chef frying the meatballs in the kitchen. The white meatballs were thrown into the oil, and they were fried in hot oil, making a sizzling sound. In a twinkling of an eye, the surface layer was half cooked.

But the problem is that the ball is not alive. It doesn't hurt.

The hot medicine juice, like innumerable small needles on the body, Xiaodong bares his teeth in pain, and the whole person is stiff like a piece of wood.

The elder martial brother, who was always gentle and kind, took out a leather needle bag with a smile and spread it on the table beside the bucket.

The shortest one is the thinnest. If you don't look at it carefully, you can't tell that there is a needle there. It's really as fine as cow's hair, well, it may be much thinner than cow's hair.

No matter how thin it is, it hurts to prick the body!

As for the coarsest

Xiaodong just looked at it and silently stopped opening her head.

Fortunately, the elder martial brother didn't plan to prick him with that thick needle.

To say it's just skin hot, but also endure the past, anyway, a pain, a moment of numbness, not so painful. But the heat in this medicine not only stays in the skin, it seems to breathe, from the various orifices into the body.

This is the hardest part.

Mo Chen's hand gently put on Xiaodong's wrist, picked up a needle, and quickly and accurately stabbed into Xiaodong elbow.

It was so sour and dull that it felt as if it was not pricked by a needle, but a heavy blow on the bone and joint by a hammer. But it's also strange to say that after being knocked by a stream of heat which could not gather there just now, it seems that he suddenly accepted the road and continued to climb along the meridians.

Mo Chen hands out to fly, in the blink of an eye, both sides of Xiaodong's arms are pricked with silver needles.

The feeling of Xiaodong

It feels like your body is not your own.

From the top down, the body is completely out of control. His legs and back and in front of his body were also pricked with needles. After the pricking, the heat converged in his body, and his internal organs seemed to be splashed with hot oil. He felt that the whole body's blood was boiling, and his body was floating there like a piece of rotten wooden post soaked in water.

Suffering is suffering, but not pain, but can not say what taste. Pain, numbness, itching, there seem to be countless insects crawling and biting in the cracks of bones. If you want to shout, you can't even move.

Mo Chen knows this taste is not good.

However, the younger martial brother is not good at all. He is only a little better than ordinary people, which is a little less than the standard of returning mountain to recruit students. Second, the younger martial brother is old after all. There are those noble families and families who want to cultivate their children and nephews. They have been doing this kind of muscle washing and marrow cutting since the birth of their children. The younger martial brothers are more than ten years old, and now they are starting to do so. Without saying that they have achieved twice the result, they have suffered too much.

But if you don't cross this threshold, you will not be able to achieve anything. At most, you will live several decades longer than ordinary people. What's the use of that?

Mo Chen can't tell what he thinks in his heart. He doesn't want the younger martial brother to suffer from the child's crime, but he doesn't want the younger martial brother to suffer from birth, aging and death like ordinary people. He has been in a hurry for decades to get to know each other.

After a while, Mo Chen took off the needle and saw that the younger martial brother was still curled up, motionless and silent. He didn't know if he was still dizzy. He rolled up his sleeve and took him out of the bucket. In addition to his shorts and single coat which had been soaked in the medicine juice, he wiped the residual medicine juice on his body and spread the thin sheet to cover his body, which made people move the medicine barrel out.

Compared with before soaking, the medicine juice still looks the same as before, no more or less, but if you look carefully, it is not the same. Before Xiaodong was soaked in, there was steaming heat, so it was not clear that the medicine juice in the bucket was clear and transparent. I don't know how many herbs were cooked. It looked like a good tea soup color. After soaking, the amount of medicine juice in the bucket is not small, but it becomes turbid. The smell of the medicine becomes light. There is a little smell in it, which is fishy and sour Mix together, in short, not very good smell.

Mo Chen's clothes were also damp. He went to change one. He saw that Xiaodong had opened his eyes and was still in the quilt.

"How do you feel?"

Xiaodong opened his mouth and answered the wrong question with a sentence: "thirsty."

Mo Chen laughs.

Are you not thirsty?

The prepared herbal tea was put aside, and Mo Chen handed it to him. Xiaodong didn't have the strength to raise his fingers, so he fed him a bowl of herbal tea. The tea soup was slightly cool, which dissipated the last trace of dry heat in the body."I'm weak, I don't have strength..." Xiaodong blinked: "but I feel very light It's like unloading several catties of flesh... "

There seemed to be something else, but he was still a little dizzy at the moment, so he couldn't say it.

The eyes seem to be a little different, as if a bit of dust has been wiped off the eyes. I don't know if there is any change in the ears. At this moment, there seems to be a lot of noise in the ears just after the bath. It has not subsided.

"You can do it once and sleep again."

Xiaodong answered honestly, closed his eyes and recited the secret in his heart.

In this way, medicated bath is effective, but it is impossible to receive instant miraculous effect.

Mo Chen thinks silently, little brother this bath, a month or once, or twice, at least another year and a half, in order to see the initial effect.

After that, we should cooperate with exercise and medication, and take it slowly.

This matter originally can't be anxious, but Mo Chen in the mind is not too steady. He is not afraid of anything else but the present situation. Huihui mountain has been peaceful for many years, but what happened in winter has not been found out. If there is any big change in Huihui mountain, and my younger martial brother has not learned art, I'm afraid that he will not be able to protect himself at that time.

However, this matter can not come in a hurry, there is no shortcut to be achieved in one move. As the saying goes, one bite does not make a fat man, and there is no good thing in the road of cultivation.

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