Copper Coins Chapter 92: Centennial Safety (3)

His eyes were wide open, and it seemed that as long as he narrowed his eyes a little, a layer of water mist covering the dark eyeballs would flow down the corners of his eyes.

The smell of blood was strong in the nose, following the wind by the river and bypassing Xuan Min's hand, lingering in Xue Xian's nose, and it couldn't be shaken away. Those monstrous river waves and constantly shaking mountains were reflected in Xue Xian's eyes, but his mind was blank.

Even though his five senses had begun to recover slowly, he felt that he still couldn't see or hear.

Otherwise, how could Xuan Min, who has always been icy and dreadful, lowered his head so low, as if he would never lift his head up again; Mercy's hand was still on his face, and he didn't say a word...

The final effect of the Buddha's bones finally spread, the rushing rivers slowly subsided, and the trembling mountains gradually stabilized.

The golden thread that covered the sky finally faded slowly. The copper coin swayed twice in the gust of wind and fell from Xuan Min's hand.

It was a small formation drawn with the blood on the hand. The copper coins refined by his spiritual power all his life, supplemented by Buddha bones, can really guarantee a hundred years of peace.

I saw that after the copper coins fell into the formation, the dust in the circle collapsed, and the five shiny copper coins slanted and Gulu rolled into the depths of the ground. A layer of faint golden light swayed from where the copper coins were buried, like calm water waves, spreading out layer by layer, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles...

A slight wind lifted the corner of Xuan Min's **** monk's robe, revealing a small and delicate porcelain bottle, but the mouth of the porcelain bottle had already been opened, and the inside was empty.

As the golden light gently brushed past Xue Xian, a red orb, less than the size of a grain of rice, rolled down from the side of Xue Xian's collarbone, as if it had completed what it was supposed to do. at every turn.

Where the spider originally touched, there was an extra red mole as small as the tip of a needle. Very tiny bumps.

It's just that Xue Xian didn't notice it at this time. He was staring at Xuan Min stiffly and blankly, as if he didn't believe what he saw with his eyes.

But Xuan Min's hand was still on his face, and it was shockingly cold. The snow in the extreme north was no more than that. Under the thin skin of the wrist, there was not even the slightest pulsation, and it was so quiet that it made people panic.

With such a large keel melted into the body, the blood all over Xue Xian's body was burning, and the sense of thermal expansion was surging along his back. He should have been sweating from the heat, but it was colder than cold sweat.

The taste of a spine being regenerated is not pleasant, nor is it different from scraping a bone and peeling it off. But Xue Xian couldn't feel it at all, he couldn't even feel his vitality and consciousness recovering, because he couldn't even lift his hands.

…

After a long time, he finally raised his hand blankly, grabbed Xuan Min's wrist, and tightly squeezed the hand that was about to fall off his face in the palm of his hand.

The hotter his hands were, the colder Xuan Min's hands became.

"You..." Xue Xian wanted to shout Xuanmin with a hoarse voice, but after only saying one word, he was so dumb that he lost his voice and choked at the bottom of his throat. His hand was a little strong, and when he squeezed Xuan Min's wrist, he accidentally pulled Xuan Min.

Xuan Min was about to fall as soon as his body tipped over, but was caught by Xue Xian stiffly.

His chin was on Xue Xian's shoulder, one hand was clenched by Xue Xian, and the other was hanging down lifelessly. At first glance it looks like a hugging gesture, but one of them has lost its breath.

Heavily pressed by this weight, the mist in Xue Xian's eyes trembled slightly. He closed his eyes abruptly, and blankly covered the mist that was about to overflow.

After another moment, he suddenly remembered something and opened his eyes. Maintaining the posture of holding Xuanmin, he freed one hand to feel around in his arms, and finally found a small white porcelain vase, which was exactly the same as the one hidden in the corner of Xuanmin's robe. The pair in the wormhole.

Xue Xian poured out the pair of mother and child spiders from the porcelain vase in a panic, and pinched the mother spider with his fingers a few times before pinching the mother spider accurately.

He recklessly placed the mother spider on the side of Xuan Min's neck, almost pressing the mother spider's back shell, preventing it from wriggling or escaping. He stared at the mother spider and wriggled twice, and finally was forced to bite Xuan Min's neck.

Xue Xian stared at the mother spider's mouth without blinking, until his eyes were sore, and there was no change in the skin there.

His whole body was terribly stiff, and he never felt that there was anything in this world that could make him think so against it.

This black and white figure hugged and knelt on a messy black pebble beach. I don't know how long they sat, until they were reversed in the circle, the blood on the stone statue had completely faded, and the blood on the ground was also there Silently retreating, the two hundred people lying on the ground were no longer as pale as dust, with a faint trace of blood.

They only had a wound on their thumb, and they didn't bleed all over their bodies, just because of the blood formation. At this time, the blood formation reversed, and everything returned to the starting point. Except for the incision and a few drops of blood on hand, they had nothing to lose.

After a long, long time, even Xue Xian, who was hot all over, was chilled by Xuan Min's body temperature, and a small blood mole slowly appeared on that piece of unresponsive skin.

It's just that the blood mole was so dim that Xue Xian couldn't be sure whether such a blood mole was a success or a failure.

At this moment, something in the sky suddenly flapped its wings and stabbed it down.

Xue Xian didn't realize it until the black figure hit the ground heavily, flapped its wings and jumped to Xue Xian's hand, threw the dusty thing in his mouth on the ground, and pecked Xue Xian twice fingers, trying to get his attention.

Xue Xian was stunned for a while before he could react. His eyes fell on the ground, only to realize that it was a black bird raised by Xuan Min.

The black bird, who was about to become fine, didn't know how much effort it took to get here, but it didn't seem to feel sorry for its lifeless owner. It jumped a few times, rubbed its head against Xuan Min's drooping hand to show intimacy, and then tilted its head to look at Xue Xian, as if it was not the first time it had seen such a sad scene.

Xue Xian stared at it for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the thing it left. I saw that it was a dusty cloth bag. There seemed to be something in the bag. When it was dropped on the ground, it made a slight bumping sound.

Seeing that he didn't move, the black bird sighed again, jumped to the side of the cloth bag, pecked it with its sharp beak, and finally got the contents out of the cloth bag.

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment—that was five copper coins.

The pattern pattern looks the same as what Xuan Min originally used, and even the spiritual power is almost the same as that used by Xuan Min. Xue Xian could feel it without even touching it. What is even more strange is that the breath of this spiritual power suddenly belongs to Xuanmin himself.

The only difference is that although the strings attached to these five coins are bright in color due to the effect of spiritual power, Xue Xian can feel that the string of coins is not short, even more than 100 years old. .

When the copper coin was exposed from the cloth bag, it even hummed slightly because it was close to Xuan Min's hand that fell to the ground, as if after a very long time, it was showing intimacy to its owner.

Xue Xian's whole body's perception returned in an instant. The action of the black bird, and the reaction of the copper coin, all made him regain a sense of sanity, as if... Xuan Min would really open his eyes again.

He turned his head and took a closer look at the small mole on Xuan Min's neck. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. The blood mole didn't seem to be so dull.

Maybe, it really works...

Xue Xian finally let go of Xuan Min's hand, and when he moved his five fingers, he realized how hard he was just now, so that after the sudden withdrawal, even the joints of his fingers felt sore.

He put his arms around Xuan Min's back instead, wanting to hold Xuan Min up and take him out of here.

As soon as he moved, however, he felt something small slip off his stacked sleeves, roll over the back of his hand, and land on the ground.

Xue Xian paused, looked down strangely, and searched for a while before finding a dark red orb the size of a grain of rice on the blood-stained beach. He even frowned...

With the Tongshou spider in front of him, he is very sensitive to spiders, so that the moment he saw this kind of spider, he subconsciously thought of the hundred wormholes.

However, he soon realized that his association was no coincidence. When the stiff orb was picked up by him, after turning his palm over, he saw that there was also a thin blood line on the black abdomen of the orb.

It was a coincidence that Xue Xian had to associate this orb with the hundred wormholes.

However, the shell of the Tongshou spider will change with the scene it is in. If this is the Tongshou spider, when it falls on his hand, how can it slowly fade to the same color as the skin. But the orb remained the same, obviously still holding a sigh of relief.

Besides...how could the spiders of the Hundred Wormholes appear here? How could it roll off his sleeve, as if it had landed on him once.

Xue Xian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the scene in the Hundred Wormholes——

At that time, Xuan Min turned his back to him and grabbed the Tongshou spider, and Xue Xian took out two porcelain vases for him. The orb is exposed.

After that, Xue Xian took a porcelain bottle, and Xuan Min also squeezed a female spider from the palm of his hand, handed the female spider to him, and took another porcelain bottle himself.

In the following actions, Xue Xian only focused on stuffing the mother spider into the porcelain vase, but did not see it. And when he looked up again, Xuan Min was plugging another porcelain bottle.

He had a moment of doubt: Why did the plug need to be re-plugged, and he hadn't moved it?

Thinking about it now, a guess suddenly flashed in Xue Xian's mind - what Xuan Min caught was probably not only the mother spider, but also others. Needless to say, the thing next to it must be this dark red little orb, not even this one, but a pair.

At the beginning, Xuan Min said that there are two kinds of spiders raised in the wormhole. Since this dark red orb is not the same-span spider, it is naturally another kind.

He remembered that he had casually asked Xuanmin what the other was? Xuan Min's answer was general and simple.

Xue Xian put away the orb with a hint of doubt, and then looked at the lifeless Xuanmin he was holding, and suddenly had some hope that this pair of spiders was Xuanmin's backhand and that it was beneficial to himself. The...

Will it be so...

Xue Xian looked at Xuan Min, clenched his hands silently, his chin resting on Xuan Min's shoulders was slightly tucked, his lips rubbed against Xuan Min's cold neck, followed by the tip of his nose, and finally buried his face in the crevice of his neck inside.

The author has something to say: At my grandparents' house~ the signal is not good, I brought my computer to the cafe after dinner, and now I have to be called back for dinner~ So the number of words is limited. The next chapter is the end of this volume, and then there is the epilogue volume, daily sprinkled with sugar and widely distributed dog food.

But there is no glass **** in this chapter, right? There are hugs, praise me~

The little angel who left a message in the previous chapter has sent red envelopes to more than 200 people just now~ I wish you all a prosperous and prosperous year from the first day of the Rooster Year, and everything is going well~ oh da