"Leech therapy doesn't seem to absorb leeches into the body, right?"
Zhang Xuezhou didn't save the Shiquan Dabu Pills, but he found a gourd filled with water.
This gourd cannot be said to be useful, but it seems a bit magical to say it is useless.
He took the gourd and didn't even play with it twice when he saw the painting demon being sucked into Wei Shao'er's body with a swish.
This made Zhang Xuezhou look at Chunyu Tiying and Zheng Wukong.
"The problem is that it's not a leech," Chunyu Tiying complained: "What else are you hiding there? How could such a flat-body guy come out!"
"This seems to be some kind of ancient painting turned into a monster. Zheng Wukong guessed: "This It’s even rarer than a ginseng doll!”
“It’s true that it’s rarer, but I’d rather have a ginseng doll!”
Zhang Xuezhou pointed at Wei Shaoer and agreed to Zheng Wukong! Inference, ask everyone what to do now.
Whether it is a doctor or the Xuanhu Sect, they have to do things after receiving money, and Zhang Xuezhou also borrowed Wei Shaoer's affairs to enter a secret place to practice, which can be regarded as a benefit.
Accordingly, the three of them must have someone who can help and try their best to keep Wei Shao'er alive.
There seemed to be some problems with Hua Yao's leech therapy, but Zhang Xuezhou couldn't care less. Looking at Wei Shao'er holding his belly, he felt that he was about to reach the stage of childbirth in the textbook.
"There seems to be something strange in her belly. I will try to induce labor for her first to see if the symptoms can be calmed down," Chunyuti said.
"Prepare the knife...the knife, where is the concubine?"
Zheng Wukong pinched his beard and described what he wanted to do. He touched his beard twice and found that no one handed him the knife. I just thought about my students.
"Yiyi is a step behind me, but it should be fine." Zhang Xuezhou said, "You have hands and feet, and you can move now, so you can't hold the knife by yourself?"
"I'm just paying attention to the ceremony. Let’s bring some students along the way to gain some knowledge!”
Zheng Wukong mumbled twice, opened his treasure bag, and then took out an extremely sharp short knife.
The short knife was held between his fingers. When Zheng Wukong opened his mouth and spat out, a burst of flames spurted out from his mouth and rolled onto the blade, burning the edge of the short knife reddish.
His unique skill may look a bit bluffing, but its actual function is only to sterilize and prevent infection.
Zheng Wukong twirled the short knife between his fingers and reached out to touch his waist before he remembered that the gourd had been given away.
This made him quickly wave his hand, and then pulled the gourd around Zhang Xuezhou's waist and poured water to wash it away.
When the temperature of the short knife dropped rapidly, Zheng Wukong had already lifted up Wei Shaoer's skirt with the knife.
The swollen belly and red skin immediately came into view.
There was indeed no beauty under the skirt at this time. Even if Zhang Xuezhou didn't know anything about it, he only felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
The blood-water mixed with feces and urine was pulled out, Zheng Wukong's eyes were free of distractions, and the short knife danced for a while.
“This child’s body is upside down and his hands can be seen now,” Zheng Wukong said.
"That's not a child's hand." Chunyuti glanced at it and quickly looked away: "Her body was too heavy, and her body changed immediately!"
"The change... I took it as... The child’s hand was broken” Zheng Wu Kong said angrily: "If she doesn't want to be a man, we have to help her then."
"Let's see if we can expel the power of Longyang first" Chunyu Tiying said: "After expeling it, the body That’s normal!”
"I haven't heard of anyone who has possessed demonic power that can be expelled by giving birth to a child," Zheng Wukong said.
“She can’t, but the one who was sucked in may be able to!”
Chun Yutiying waved to Zheng Wukong, which made Zheng Wukong immediately put his head over, Then he stuck it on Wei Shao'er's belly.
"Hey, you evildoer, the Taoist master accepted you today!"
In his belly, the painting demon's voice was majestic, like a Taoist priest slaying demons.
This made Zheng Wukong marvel. He felt that this kind of demonic creature was so strange. It could actually penetrate into its abdomen to kill demons.
“Hey, Master Tao can’t fight you if you don’t believe me!”
……
“Hey, Master Tao will fight you!”
…… "Hey, that person, please help me!"
Zheng Wukong lay down and listened for dozens of seconds, and gradually began to feel something was wrong.
"The little demon seems to be dying. It is asking for help." Zheng Wukong waved to Zhang Xuezhou.
“Let me listen!”
Zhang Xuezhou also came over.
"Help, this thing has the soul of the ancestral dragon. It wants to melt me. Get that scroll of painting quickly. I want to go back to the painting!" The painting demon shouted in Wei Shao'er's belly: "I know its foundation, you Get me out quickly, and I will tell you how to deal with it!"
"Come on, not a single word you said is true," Zhang Xuezhou complained.
"Keep it safe...ah, help...Jinxia, Nezha, help, I will never leave Dongtianmen again!"
The painting demon shouted, and for a while he burst into tears and confessed. .
Zhang Xuezhou felt that this guy should be aware of the big risk, but he was not at the point where he would die immediately.
There was no special benefit in leaving the painting demon in Wei Shao'er's belly, so he had no choice but to leave the wing quickly.
“Yi Concubine, your teacher told you to get a knife!”
While running home, Zhang Xuezhou also saw the frightened Yi Concubine, and the Wudang Virgin standing more than a hundred meters away. Outside, he looked at the Zheng family's house quietly.
He shouted, which brought Yi Yan back to his senses. After wiping a handful of snow on his face and regaining consciousness, Yi Yan got into the side room.
“This little girl must have seen me throwing you into the courtyard, and then guessed my identity, so she was shocked!”
The voice of Madonna Wudang came into his ears in the distance, which made Zhang Xuezhou curious about what was special about the identity of Madonna Wudang.
However, Zhang Xuezhou had no time to pay attention to Wudang Madonna's explanation. He ran back to the study to get the scroll of Saint Kong, and after running back and forth, he returned to Wei Shao'er's delivery room.
When Saint Kong's painting scroll was displayed, the painting demon rushed out like a tired bird returning to its nest, rolling up a golden wave of blood.
“Hey, Taoist Master is home, goodbye!”
When it possessed the scroll of Confucius, it did not forget to reply proudly.
But the painting demon's proud face did not last for two seconds, as the scroll of cloth spontaneously ignited without fire in an instant.
The painting demon possessing the canvas had no time to twist its body and shape into the appearance of Immortal Taiyi, and then fell from the canvas in a panic.
“You evildoer, you not only took possession of my treasure, you also set fire to my paintings!”
Zhang Xuezhou raised the treasure gourd and poured water directly into it, before he could put it out. The flames had burned a big hole in the scroll, burning away most of his previous drawings of Saint Kong.
This made Zhang Xuezhou's heart skip a beat, and he felt that the advantages he had taken were being lost step by step.
"I didn't know her blood essence was so strong. This is simply a hundred times more powerful than the dragon blood on your cousin's body." Hua Yao complained, "Without the body of the great saint of the demon clan, anyone who bears this kind of Zhiyang essence blood will be destroyed." Burn it to dryness!”
“Come on, I didn’t even see Wei Shao’er being burned to dryness. ! ”
“She is a woman’s yin body, and she is pregnant with a child. She has been using dark things to counteract this yang power, ah... so hot!”
Painting! The demon moved its body with golden blood waves, spitting out a small mouthful of golden substance, which immediately caused blazing flames.
"You must suppress it, otherwise it will probably control this woman's body to turn into a dragon and escape before it dies," the painting demon shouted.
"What is turning into a dragon and escaping?"
"It means turning a person into a dragon, wildly destroying everything around him, then exploding, and escaping with blood on the ground to look for Yinglong's demonic body!"
< br>“Isn’t that dragon dead?”
“He There are still debris, which may make its blood essence still active. Besides, I don’t know what kind of blood essence you are using. What’s going on with this blood essence? This is definitely not normal dragon blood!”
The painting demon kept shouting and spitting out golden things.
When it pounced on the scroll of Saint Kong again, the scroll was still burning as before, and a large flame swept down, burning the place where it lived.
At the same time, a voice finally came from this ancient painting.