Chapter 404: Enlightenment

Although Yin Sha wanted to watch the show, he didn't dare to pay too much attention.

If the adults found out, even if he was kind enough to help, he would probably lose a layer of skin.

Yin Sha just glanced at it with his peripheral vision and quickly put his mind to it.

Wei Feng has always been careless and didn't notice Ning Chuyi's abnormality. He just watched Ling Chu checking the wound.

Ling Chu pressed his fingers along the wound a few times and asked uncertainly, "Are you aware of it here, sir?"

Of course he was aware.

Ning Chuyi's attention was on the soft touch on his back. His wound was not necrotic, so he naturally felt it.

He originally wanted to say yes, but when the words came to his lips, he somehow turned into, "No."

This unexpected answer made Yin Sha's eyebrows move.

Is the sir finally getting it?

Finally, it was not in vain for his lies just now.

Ling Chu frowned and pressed his fingers to the side again, "What about here, do you feel anything?"

Ning Chuyi regretted what he said just now. Hearing the worry in her words, his heart twisted.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ling Chu thought that he still didn't feel anything, and her heart was lifted.

Under worry, she didn't care about the difference between men and women.

Both hands were placed on Ning Chuyi's back, pressing around his wound.

Ning Chuyi felt the slightly cool and soft hands pressing on his back.

His face became more and more tense, and he pursed his lips and didn't move to restrain himself from showing any abnormality.

While pressing, Ling Chu asked, "Sir, are you still not feeling anything?"

"Yes." Ning Chuyi's attention was on restraining himself just now, and this time he answered quickly.

Ling Chu felt relieved, but heard his low voice and some sweat on his forehead. He thought it was because of the pain of the wound, and he felt guilty.

"Sir, you don't feel anything on the right side, but you do on the left?"

Ning Chuyi wanted to say that he didn't lose any feeling in his wound, but thinking of what he blurted out before, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Except for the place where I pressed at the beginning, everything else is fine."

Ling Chu breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried that he had lost all feeling.

If that's the case, in order to prevent the evil spirit on the wound from continuing to erode, the damaged muscle can only be dug out.

But in this way, Sir Ning will suffer a great sin.

Fortunately, it's only a small area that is not sensitive, and she is still confident that she can cure it. Although it will take energy, as long as she cures Sir Ning's injury, she will feel less guilty.

Originally, as long as Wei Feng helped him apply medicine, she would cast a spell to remove the evil spirit on the wound.

But now, for the sake of safety, she can only cast a spell first.

Ning Chuyi didn't hear her talking, and asked slightly tilted his head, "Is it difficult to treat? If it's too troublesome, you can wait until we get to Xuanqing Temple to treat it. The wound is not serious, I can bear it."

She knows the mysterious arts herself, how could she let Lord Ning wait until Xuanqing Temple to treat it. Besides, the longer the wound is injured by the puppet soul, the more troublesome it will be to treat it.

Ling Chu said while preparing the things he needed, "Don't worry, sir, I can handle it."

Ning Chuyi pursed his lips, his eyes fell on her pale face and paused, seeing that she was ready to take action, then he said, "Then I'll trouble you, princess."

Ling Chu smiled, "You don't have to be polite, sir, after all, you were injured to save me. Now I help you treat your wound, it's my duty."

Lord Ning saved her despite the danger, Ling Chu was grateful, and didn't say anything more, picked up the talisman paper and began to cast a spell.

Luo Erniang died unjustly, killed by her husband and the woman who had an affair, and after the miscarriage, she died with two bodies, and the fetus was sealed in the candle. The resentment and evil spirit on her body were extremely heavy.

Ning Chuyi's wound was stained with these resentful and evil spirits, and it was not easy for Ling Chu to deal with it.

Not long after, sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ning Chuyi lowered his eyes and looked at his hands on his knees. There was no expression on his face, but he was concentrating on listening to Ling Chu reciting the scriptures softly.

He didn't understand, but soon he found that her voice was getting more and more labored.

Ning Chuyi's heart followed up.

He wanted to ask her to forget it, but he was afraid that interrupting rashly would have a bad impact on her.

Ling Chu didn't know that Ning Chuyi was hesitating. She saw that after using three spells, the resentful and evil spirit on the wound was not removed much.

She simply gritted her teeth, took out a blank yellow talisman, bit her index finger and drew runes on it.

Ning Chuyi had his back to her and couldn't see her movements. But the sudden smell of blood made him frown.

He turned his head subconsciously.

Ling Chu had just finished drawing the rune and stuck it to the middle of the wound.

"Princess, this is inappropriate..."

Ling Chu only raised her eyes to look at him, and then retracted her gaze. Before he finished speaking, she quickly used her index finger to draw runes around the wound.

She knew what Lord Ning wanted to say.

But she had received so much favor from him, how could she turn a blind eye to his injuries.

Ling Chu deliberately did not give him a chance to refuse. She pinched her left hand, drew the rune with her right hand, and concentrated on chanting the scriptures and casting spells.

Ning Chuyi swallowed back the words that had not yet been spoken when they touched the sweat on her forehead.

She pursed her thin lips and retracted her gaze.

As the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, a faint light flashed in Ning Chuyi's lowered eyes.

The calm heart lake was rippling with circles of ripples.

She was using her own blood to heal his wounds.

It was the first time for Ling Chu to draw a rune on a human body. In order to avoid mistakes, she drew it very carefully, and the speed was inevitably a little slow. She was in poor health and cherished her life very much, and didn't want to waste any blood.

Fortunately, the drawing went smoothly.

When the rune was connected from beginning to end into a circle, Ling Chu breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to relax.

He quickly made hand gestures with both hands, chanted scriptures, and cast spells.

Time passed by bit by bit, and there were more and more beads of sweat on Ling Chu's forehead. The scriptures were chanted faster and faster, and his hands kept changing the runes.

As a golden light fell on Ning Chuyi's back, the resentful aura on the wound was peeled off bit by bit and slowly disappeared into the air.

Ning Chuyi couldn't see it, but he could feel a coolness on the wound, and the original corrosive pain was disappearing.

But he didn't have much joy in his heart. Listening to the scriptures she was chanting more and more laboriously, his heart was twisted. If he didn't know that he couldn't interrupt the spell at will, he would almost be unable to restrain himself from turning back.

After an incense stick.

The last bit of resentful evil spirit disappeared in the air, and Ling Chu stopped reading the scripture and slowly withdrew her hand.

"It's done."

She was relieved after the task was completed, and the words fell.

Her eyes went dark and her body fell forward.

Her forehead and nose hit Ning Chuyi's hard back hard.

Ning Chuyi didn't move at all, but Ling Chu's forehead and nose suddenly turned red.

If she hadn't fainted from exhaustion, she might have woken up from the pain.

Feeling the impact, Ning Chuyi turned around quickly and caught Ling Chu before she fell.

His eyes swept across her bloodless face, pursed his lips, bent down to pick her up, and gently put her on the bed.

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