Chapter 530 In the bag
It's true that I can't move, and it's true that my mind is clear.

The left-hand sword was like a clay and wood sculpture. He stood there completely unable to move. He allowed the old man to walk around him in a circle, hitting him on the forehead and poking him, just like playing a game with a puppet.

"Can't you move?" The old man chuckled, "Now you know how powerful I am, right? You still dare to question me, who gave you the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard? Let me tell you, if the old man doesn't show off his power, it doesn't mean he has no temper. What I hate most is that others doubt my medical skills."

The eyes of the sword in his left hand were red, and the true energy in his body collapsed and could not be condensed at all. It was as if his whole body was frozen and completely unable to move. No matter how hard he tried, his hands and feet were still numb and stiff.

"This is just a rigid reaction." The old man said meaningfully, "Let you experience what corpse poison is first, so that you can understand what it is like to be a puppet and a wooden person. Now, do you still want to continue?"

The sword in his left hand looked at him in shock, his pupils shrank suddenly, full of fear.

Is this a rigid reaction?
"You are still conscious and aware of pain, but if you really wait until the poison takes effect, you won't feel this way. You will have no pain and no consciousness. You will only follow orders and do things." The old man clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly. Standing in front of him, "Is this what you want, a good bird choosing a tree to roost in?"

The left-handed sword doesn't want to.

No one would want to become a puppet or a killing tool.

The reason why people are human is that they have five senses, emotions, and the ability to think independently. If there is nothing left but a walking corpse, it is better to die.

Although the pain was not noticeable at that time, the pain must have been excruciating the moment before the perception disappeared...

"I'll untie it for you and you can make your own choice!" The old man took two steps back.

Suddenly, the sword in his left hand vaguely felt that something was emitting residual warmth, which quickly spread to his limbs and bones. Then the numbness gradually disappeared, and it seemed that the person could move?

It's just that it's a little difficult to move, but it's not a clay or wood sculpture, and it can restore human instinct.

"Can you move?" Left Sword was surprised.

The old man sighed, "It's just a short-term effect of the medicine, but you still expect me to fix you for the rest of your life? You are not a real wood or clay sculpture. Why should I stick you here? I'm here to save people, not to kill." Yes, I don’t have enough time to watch you take root and sprout!”

Left-hand sword: "..."

This old man has great medical skills and is even more eloquent.

After a while, his body became active and his body temperature gradually returned.

"Are you comfortable?" the old man asked.

Zuo Jian rubbed his stiff and sore shoulders, "It's still a little uncomfortable."

"The blood flow slows down all of a sudden, and the numbness of the hands and feet will give rise to a feeling of paralysis. Of course, after a long time, the living people can't bear it, but the living dead doesn't matter." The old man curled his lips, "As long as the heart of the living dead can beat, that's fine. , there is only one breath left, and the body temperature gradually disappears, but I don’t feel any cold or heat, so it’s nothing serious.”

Zuo Jian hesitated for a moment, "Can you really save me?"

"How about we do it again?" The old man smiled mischievously, "I don't mind teasing you."

Left-hand sword: "..."

This is not a good thing.

The feeling I had at that time was discomfort, fear, and I couldn’t live or die.

"Miracle doctor!" He knelt down with the sword in his left hand and knelt upright in front of the old man, "Please save me."

The old man bent down and looked at him, "Have you thought clearly?"

"Yes!" Zuo Jian nodded solemnly, "As long as the miracle doctor can save my life, I can do anything."

The old man stroked his beard and thought for a moment, "It's not impossible for me to save you, but there is a condition for me to save you."

"What conditions?" The sword in his left hand was slightly breathless. It was obvious that he was a soldier, and he was also a little frightened.

The old man chuckled and said, "It's very simple. After I save you, your life will be mine and you have to follow me for one year. After one year, someone will take your place and continue to work for me. At that time, you will Free." "One year?" Left Sword was stunned.

The old man nodded and looked at him with disgust, "The old man likes young faces. One year will be enough to get tired of them. Of course I won't keep you anymore, but before that, you have to follow me and risk your life." Can you do it with me?"

"Yes!" The left-hand sword showed almost no hesitation.

This is much more comfortable than poisonous hair, which is really...

"You will share the same fate with me, and I will try my best to save your life when I can." The old man explained, "We are dependent on each other. We must think it through before agreeing. Once you agree, you cannot go back on your word!"

With that said, he handed the left hand sword a pill.

Looking at the dark pill, the sword in his left hand frowned slightly, "What is this?"

"Same fate Gu, effective for one year." The old man smiled mischievously, "Want to try it?"

The sword in his left hand reached out and took it, "Anyway, it won't be worse than it is now, right?"

"Yes!" The old man nodded, "You have been infected by poison for more than half a year, which means that the poison has spread all over your body. Now it takes a lot of strength and a lot of time to collect the scattered poison back bit by bit. "

The sword in his left hand rolled in his throat, and he drank the same-fate Gu without hesitation, "Then we have to die together. Since it is a same-fate Gu, and the poison is as the name suggests, who should be the same?"

"Very smart, not too stupid." The old man smiled, "Don't worry, after this same fate Gu goes in, it will eat up the corpse poison bit by bit. This thing is much better than your thing, and it can make people stronger. The body and blood are strong.”

The left sword lowered his eyes, "I don't want to do things that are not done by humans."

He spoke very softly, but the old man could still hear clearly.

"It seems that he is not a conscience-stricken person." The old man smiled, "Then he didn't save the wrong person, and he is still worth saving."

Zuo Jian suddenly seemed to understand something, "Did you do it on purpose? Did you come to me specially? Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I can save you!" The old man walked forward slowly, "Follow me!"

The left sword was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, "Yes, Master."

"Master? I didn't accept a disciple, and your apprentice's qualifications are too poor. I won't accept him unless I accept him!" The old man waved his hand and muttered to himself as he walked, "My apprentice's qualifications are very good, and he is not comparable to ordinary people. You guys Even if I accept someone who is not as good as her, wouldn’t I be at a huge disadvantage?"

The left-hand sword followed, "Then I have to call you something, right?"

"Call me uncle!" The old man chuckled, "I'm a generation older than your father, how nice it is."

Left-hand sword: "..."

It can be seen that he really doesn't let go of taking advantage of it!

"What, you're not happy?" the old man groaned.

Left-hand sword: "Uncle."

"good!"

"..."

"Go back and prepare a medicinal bath for you. Tell me everything you know."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)

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