Pick up a dead man and bring him back

Chapter 15

This time I walked a little farther, and it took about three hours to find enough herbs. When I returned to the cave, I saw that a fire had already been lit in the cave, and there was a copper tripod on it, and the steam was emitting from the tripod. I don't know what I'm cooking.

Shiba sat aside with a slightly pale face, without raising his head, he said, "I'm going out to pick up some firewood."

I became angry immediately, thinking that I was still being coerced by others, so I had to endure it and went out to find firewood.

Fortunately, there has been no one around here for a long time, dead branches are spread all over the ground, firewood is readily available, and it is easy to get it all together. I carried it back to the cave, threw the firewood on the ground, and said, "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Please be satisfied!"

Eighteen ignored me, and looked at the copper tripod in front of me in a slightly dull state. I took a sneak peek and found that it was the plant I had worked so hard to find. After looking again, I found that the plants I collected later were gone. In the tripod.

It must be brewing medicine...

It's just for treating something...but I can't figure it out. I haven't seen this medicine before. It may be detoxification.

Looking at it now, even if he was forced to use his kung fu that night, he still wasn't completely cleansed, and he didn't know how much of his kung fu had recovered.

Of course, I didn't want to take advantage of others' danger and run away secretly. In fact, with only half the power left, they could beat me to the ground. Of course, I couldn't make fun of myself.

After waiting for a while, Shiba Jing only added firewood occasionally. I saw that the plants were almost boiled, so I couldn't help but said, "Dude, it's almost gone. Is the heat a bit overdone?"

"The poison of 89 ranks ninth in the Jianghu," Eighteen said suddenly, "Its poison is so strong that an ordinary person would be killed instantly. I used internal force to suppress it, but it took too long to get rid of the poison. I need to take this medicine later..."

He stopped, and I asked for no reason: "Is this for detoxification?"

"This is Mo Chou Grass. Its toxicity is meager, but its quantity is better."

"You want to fight poison with poison?" I was taken aback, and secretly sighed that this buddy had courage.Even dare to do such illusory things.

"After I take the soup, I will fall into a coma for 24 hours. During my coma, I need you to watch over me, and there must be no interference from foreign objects." As I spoke, I suddenly floated over. I only tried to open my mandible forcibly. Something was stuffed into it, like water, it quickly flowed into my throat, and with a "grunt", I swallowed it firmly.

My eyes widened, and I asked dully, "What the hell did you eat for me again!"

"Same Fate Gu - life and death have the same fate, you won't survive even if I die!" Shiba said indifferently, but with a ferocious taste, "So, I hope you will respect yourself and guard me well!"

Is this a warning not to run away?

This person guessed my mind completely, but I don't understand, why did he not let me go?

Just because I'm 27?

Or is it just because I have a 27 body?

After Shiba finished speaking, he let go of me, took the copper tripod, and poured it directly into his mouth without fear of being scalded. Sure enough, as he said, he fell down after a while.

I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, and my mind felt as if someone had stepped on it. I looked at the back of Shiba's head in a daze, and my whole body was not feeling well.

I was so stiff that I touched the back of my head and found that there was no scar at all.

What the hell is this shit!

Why does it hurt me where he hurts!

Not long after, I suddenly remembered something more important. He fainted before he gave me the antidote!What kind of trouble is this going to be!

But soon, I realized that I was being tricked!

Since it's the same fate Gu, even if I die, he can't live, so why let me die?How could such a shrewd person make such a stupid mistake?

Then there is only one possibility - before, I was tricked!

I am not poisoned at all!

I thought of something, stretched out my hand and rubbed it a few times on my body that hadn't been washed for many days, and immediately a mass of dirt appeared, right in front of my eyes, isn't it exactly the same as the "gray antidote"?

fuck!

This nima has suffered a lot!

Before I could feel sick, I was suddenly deprived of all my strength by the pain from my body!The pain made me fall to the ground all of a sudden, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

Dimly looking at Shiba, he saw that his face was pale and sweat was profuse.

He cursed secretly!Passed out!

I woke up from the cold.

Shocked by the cold, the person immediately woke up.

The whole body still hurts, but it's not as intense as it was at the beginning, it's just a faint and uninterrupted provocation.

Looking around, I remembered what had happened, and looked at Shiba lying beside my hand with a bit of tooth itch.

The pain in my body must be caused by him!

Since he was lying on the ground, I could only see his side face, with slender eyelashes, completely motionless, and he didn't wake up at all.

My first reaction was to kick this guy, but I still couldn't understand my hatred, so I kicked him hard, and ended up kicking myself on the ground!

He was kicked in the stomach by me, the first kick was not firm, and he didn't feel much, but when the second kick went down, I was so painful that I squatted on the ground and took a long time to relax.

It seems that this life-same Gu will synchronously feel the pain, but it is not 100% conveyed.

I looked at him depressedly for a long time, it was so cold that I couldn't help it, so I got angry with the fire, and then sat firmly on the edge of the fire.

But yes!No!rise!

It's still fucking cold!I was shivering from the cold, even though I was very close to the fire, I still couldn't feel the temperature at all!I have a vague illusion, like a cold poison attack!

But I'm pretty sure I'm cured, so there's only one reason.

I forgot that Shiba, whose eyes were some distance away from the fire—I was cold because Shiba, who was a sympathetic body, was cold!

I was busy shivering. Let Eighteen move to the edge of the fire, and I curled up into a ball.

But there was still no relief at all.

I felt like I was about to freeze to death, and I didn't know how long it had passed in the twilight, when I heard Shiba's voice: "In my arms, the antidote..."

I opened my eyes with difficulty, and I didn't know what expression I showed, and said, "Haha, you're awake."

I think I am stupid.

Eighteen faintly repeated: "The antidote is in my...in, in my arms..."

Only now did I fully see the situation in front of me. I was directly lying on the side of the fire that had already been extinguished. The black clothes were obviously covered with white frost. All are ice-like things!

I was startled, and tremblingly said: "You, like this, it's as if you've slipped around the North Pole!"

Eighteen continued, his lips twitched slightly, and he made a faint, almost whispering voice: "The antidote is in my arms..."

I moved a few steps with difficulty, moved to his side, and found that he was still repeating, his eyes were closed, and he was obviously not awake.

I touched and found only a bottle, but I knew it was the antidote to cold poison.

My fingers were as stiff as sticks, but even if I touched his chest, I still didn't feel any warmth.

I poured out the medicine, regardless of whether he really woke up or not, I still fed him the antidote to the cold poison on my own initiative.

The process was unpleasant and fed several times.

First, because of the cold, his teeth were clenched tightly. I pried it open several times.

After feeding the medicine, it took me a while before I felt my fingers.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had guessed right, Shiba didn't know why, the cold poison had occurred earlier, which made him feel uncomfortable too.

After waiting for a while, when it was getting dark, I stood up, bent down and hugged Shiba to the bed. It’s not okay to lie on the ground like this. If something happens to him again, I will be the one who will be unlucky. I might as well do my best. .

I don't know how long it has been. I was in a daze before, so I can't be sure, but what is certain is that it must have passed a day.

Unexpectedly, Shiba was in a coma for five days.