Chapter 63 Regret Medicine

Chapter 63 Regret medicine

When Huai Shi put down the teacup, there was a feeling that the world suddenly became clear.

I don't know if I should say I am relieved, or I have gained some insight.

Calm as if a monk in meditation.

There was no slight fluctuation in my heart, as if I had fully realized it, seeing through the world of mortals.

Soon, he came to his senses and looked down at the rippling purple in the teacup, "What is this?"

"A special psychic anesthetic."

The crow raised its wings and pointed to the remaining tube on the side of the table, "I picked up some leftovers from the horns of the crowing snake, and made two tubes. If you like it, I will give it to you."

"Anaesthetic?" Huai Shi asked, "What is it used for?"

"Let me think about how to say..." The crow pondered for a moment: "If the anesthetic of the body is to shield you from pain, then it is to temporarily give up your desires.

After taking it, within a short period of time, you will not feel anger, hesitation and sadness, and at the same time, you will not feel joy, happiness and pleasure.

According to the creator of the potion: What hinders people from pursuing enlightenment is this innate instinct and emotion. Only after losing all these, people will gain calmness from nothingness and gain real reason. "

"Then what?"

"Then do whatever you want."

The crow shrugged, "It's just a tranquilizer, so what magical effect can it have?

But sometimes, this calmness that is not disturbed by external objects is the most precious thing. At least in this case, the choice made will not make people regret it. As for other functions, it is secondary. "

Huai Shi understood, "Is it the regret medicine?"

"It should be called [No Regret Medicine]." Crow asked, "How do you feel?"

"very good."

Huai Shi let out a long breath, found a more comfortable position on the chair, and slowly relaxed, finally feeling tired and sleepy.

It's three o'clock in the middle of the night, it's time to go to bed.

"So--"

The crow asked, "Anything to gain?"

"Nothing but this."

Huai Shi waved her hand and threw the ring on the table. The platinum ring studded with diamonds circled around the table a few times, then fell down and regained its composure as it turned.

reveals the two names engraved on the inside of the ring.

"My parents are probably dead."

In silence, Huai Shi stared down at her parents' wedding rings, and finally accepted this reality.

Crow shook his head, "Maybe it's a pawn?"

"Well, maybe."

"Maybe it was lost?"

"It's possible."

Huai Shi nodded: "Thank you for the medicine, I am much more relaxed now."

"Don't say thank you." The crow shook his head, "Just take it as the contractor's job."

"I'm going to bed first, are you still busy?"

"Maybe we have to work overtime." Crow turned his head and looked at the dim glow slowly rising from the reactor, "The last stage is almost over.

You really should rest, Huai Shi, get a good sleep, everything will pass. "

"Um."

Huai Shi got up and walked towards the bedroom, but when she stepped up the stairs, she saw the white imprint on the wall where the family portrait was originally hung, and her steps stopped.

for a long time.

"I really miss them," he said.

"I know."

The crow turned his back to him and said nothing, only the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

She quietly watched the glow of metal boiling in the cauldron, listening to the reverberation in it like the sound of the tide. Like a patient farmer, waiting for the moment of ripening.

A miracle from the abyss is silently brewing in the cauldron.

Before long, Huai Shi's growth period will come to an end.

This is the last step among all the complementary potions, laying the foundation for the omnipotence of the stigmata.

If growth is always accompanied by growth, then growth is often pain. This pain is worth remembering and experiencing, and it will eventually be engraved in the body, together with miracles.

"Go to sleep, Huai Shi."

The black flying bird whispered softly: "I promise, this is the last cruel education, from now on, you will have a bright future."

As for the unexpected guest...

Let's leave it to the 'master here' to solve it.

Half an hour ago, in the collapsed sacrificial field.

In the inner room full of stones, Wang Hai's corpse suddenly throbbed.

The dagger pierced in his heart quietly shattered, turned into black dust, and merged into Leng Qu's blood.

As a result, strands of viscous liquid slowly flowed out from the dead wreckage, gradually condensing into illusory shadows.

Like a moth struggling out of a cocoon, it wriggled, greedily sucking the blood on the ground, wriggling indefinitely, devouring the corpses on the ground one by one, screaming in pain.

"It's all to blame...you..."

A cry-like voice came from his throat, sharp and high-pitched: "It's all to blame...you...death...we...we will all die..."

The gluttonous seed implanted in this body since baptism finally germinated in death, and the frontier alien species made of source matter was born from death with the last hatred of the host.

Just like what the Lord once said to Wang Hai.

The last mercy of the Holy Spirit comes here.

Even miracles from the abyss can never bring happiness and peace.

"Hate... I... hate..."

Blood and tears flowed down that distorted face that resembled Wang Hai, and the shadow crawled on the ground, whining like a deformed hound, writhing in pain.

Until finally, a small button was found in the crack.

"found it……"

It licked the button that fell off the boy's cuff, and let out a joyful and manic cry: "I found it... I found it... I found it... I found you!!!"

In an instant, the shadow boiled up, engulfed the button, writhed in ecstasy, passed through the tiny gaps, and returned to the ground.

There was no sight of a shadow flitting across the ground at all.

After getting rid of the shackles of matter, that is already an extreme speed that cannot be discerned by the naked eye.

Leaping over the sleeping city straightly, bypassing all kinds of obstacles, not caring about the people passing by, and rushing straight towards the Stone Marrow Hall.

In the end, he passed through the gloomy forest and stopped outside the iron gate.

Under the moonlight, the shadows on the ground writhed hungrily and kept rushing forward, but they still couldn't pass through the iron gate with a hole big enough for wild cats to come and go freely.

Until the end, it leaped vigorously, got into the gap in the wall, jumped into the weeds overgrown courtyard, and crawled hungrily towards Shang Huaishi's lock.

There was a snap, like the sound of a bubble bursting.

It was sent flying.

In the broken windows on the side of the main building, that pale face and a distorted body were reflected.

It was as if the organs of seven or eight people were put together randomly, several hands and feet were wriggling randomly, and the huge mouth of the abdomen was constantly opening and closing, dripping blood like saliva.

It also showed the figure standing in front of it.

In the dirty glass, only a thin and tall figure can be seen.

One can vaguely distinguish the ragged dress on it, the bow tie pinned on the broken neckline meticulously, and the monocle on the bridge of the nose.

But at this moment, it was as if the patrolling guards saw a thief who wanted to climb over the wall, what was clearly showing anger on his face that was clearly empty.

Lips opened and closed in silent warning.

Get out!

The erosive body, which was completely out of control, hissed, waved its limbs indiscriminately, and pressed forward step by step. Then, the figure raised his left hand.

The five fingers slowly closed together.

Silently, the invisible force closed towards the center, like an iron wall colliding, squishing that ghost into a rotten ball.

Immediately afterwards, the ball of rotten sauce spontaneously ignited without fire, leaving only a wisp of black smoke that disappeared into the air.

The button that fell on the ground was carefully picked up, rinsed in front of the water pipe, then wiped clean by the figure repeatedly with an old towel, and put into a box in the utility room in the backyard.

He kept it with a few dirty toys, two broken awards, and old pictures of the baby.

The box closes.

The figure nodded slightly to the crow to say goodbye.

Immediately afterwards, it dissipated silently.

In the silent room, the four-handed Naga sat in front of the mirror, quietly wiping the blood from the wound. After cleaning the withered wound, he took out the knife and scraped off the dead flesh bit by bit.

Until the hideous bones underneath are exposed.

He bent down and opened the box on the ground. After hesitating for a while, he took out a tube of fiery red potion, opened the seal, gritted his teeth, and poured the boiling metal-like solution on the wound.

In the chirping sound, Naga convulsed violently, let out a dull growl, and his long tail twitched, almost smashing the entire bathroom into pieces.

Until the end, the metal solution was finally shaped from the bones, and fused together with the flesh and blood, like newborn textures, without distinction between each other.

Except for the tragic gap on the scales, no other scars can be seen.

He breathed a sigh of relief as if he had collapsed, and removed the stigmata, so the burly snake man in the mirror slowly shrank, and even the two extra arms retracted into the shoulder blades.

The man named He Luo was panting profusely with sweat, looking at himself in the mirror for a long time, splashing cold water on his face, and finally took two steps back, slumped on a chair, his face pale.

After a long time, he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Boss," he said, "I might have screwed up."

"Did you miss it?"

"No, everyone who knew about it is dead, but when I was silenced, I met two sublimated people, I don't know where they are from."

Qi Wen on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and sighed regretfully:

"Then we can only use the backup method..."

The phone hangs up.