How did I, a fake bodyguard, become a terrestrial immortal?

Fang Xuan paused, turned around and glanced at Lu Yang.

"Horse worm?"

"Have you ever seen this kind of Gu worm?"

Lu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, that jerk's quick with his rant.

Where in the world did this documentary about horsehair worms come from?

Lu Yang showed no sign of distress, only forcibly suppressing the nausea churning in his stomach: "Old news from my hometown, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Fang Xuan's eyes flickered slightly.

Old news from my hometown?

The fact that this person could mistake the Ice Silkworm for another type of Gu worm suggests that their background is not simple.

However, he did not press further, but instead turned and walked to the bedside.

Lu Yang stood still, his eyes unable to resist glancing at the bed again.

He regretted it after just one glance.

Below Han Youwei's neck, those thin white lines seemed to be alive, slowly moving beneath her skin.

Some burrowed towards the collarbone, some crawled towards the arm, and a few vaguely converged near the heart.

Densely packed...

Slender and long...

Lu Yang felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and goosebumps rose on his back.

Who can stand this?

Let alone top it.

After looking at it for a while, he felt himself starting to itch.

Lu Yang subconsciously took half a step back.

Fang Xuan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and said calmly, "Scared?"

Lu Yang immediately stopped: "What a joke!"

"I, Lu, have roamed the world; what storms haven't I weathered?"

Fang Xuan glanced at him: "Then why are your legs shaking?"

Lu Yang looked down, silently tucked his legs behind his clothes, and looked at Han Youwei seriously, saying, "It's cold."

"As expected of an ice silkworm, it's incredibly cold."

Fang Xuan didn't expose him, but simply put his hand on Han Youwei's wrist.

After a moment, his expression turned somber.

"The ice silkworm has entered the heart meridian."

The expressions on everyone's faces changed. City Lord Han Jingshan stood to the side like a servant, his voice hoarse: "Mr. Fang, how much longer can Youwei hold on?"

Fang Xuan said, "One stick of incense."

Han Jingshan swayed.

The steward quickly helped him up: "Lord of the City!"

Han Jingshan stared intently at Fang Xuan: "Sir, save her!"

Fang Xuan did not answer immediately, but looked at Lu Yang instead.

Lu Yang immediately had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Fang Xuan said, "To save her, we must first remove the Ice Silkworm from her body."

Lu Yang swallowed hard: "And then?"

"Then you stand there."

"Where should I stand?"

Fang Xuan raised his hand and pointed to the bedside.

He was less than three feet away from Han Youwei.

In other words, he had to stand next to that dense swarm of insects.

Although those ice silkworms were still inside Han Youwei's body.

Lu Yang's lips twitched slightly: "Brother Fang, why don't you think of another way?"

Fang Xuan said, "Yes."

Lu Yang's eyes lit up: "What method?"

"Wait for her to die."

Lu Yang: "..."

Is it really appropriate for you to say that in front of someone's father?

Be careful, or someone might use you to arrange a ghost marriage!

Fang Xuan's tone remained calm: "Ice silkworms feed on qi and blood. Miss Han's qi and blood are already weakened. Without stronger qi and blood to lure her, the mother worm will not leave her body."

"As soon as she dies, I must deal with the Ice Silkworm Corpse Poison immediately."

"By then, there will be no need to save the child downstairs either."

Lu Yang's face immediately darkened: "You're threatening me with Yao'er?"

Fang Xuan looked at him: "I'm just telling you the truth."

Lu Yang stared at him for a moment.

Fang Xuan looked at him calmly.

The atmosphere inside the room suddenly turned cold.

Han Jingshan glanced at Fang Xuan, then at Lu Yang, and finally couldn't help but step forward, saying in a deep voice, "Young Master Lu, if you can save my daughter, I, Han, am willing to give you a thousand taels of silver."

Lu Yang did not speak immediately.

A thousand taels of silver is certainly tempting.

But now all he could think about was Bai Miyao downstairs, delirious from the fever.

Fang Xuan then added casually, "Or is it that Young Master Lu is merely putting on an act in front of the beauty?"

Lu Yang took a deep breath.

well.

After threatening, they started to provoke.

This pretty boy is wasting his talent by not playing villains.

He looked at Han Youwei, who was pale on the bed, and then thought of Bai Yixin's red eyes downstairs.

Finally, he could only grit his teeth and say, "I'll stand, then."

"But let's make it clear first."

"If these bugs actually crawl on my body, even if I can't beat you, I'll still disgust you to death."

Fang Xuan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, if you die, I'll collect your body."

Then I really have to thank you!

Fang Xuan turned around and took out a small white porcelain bottle from the medicine box.

"Take off your clothes."

Lu Yang was taken aback: "Huh?"

How dare you make me take off my clothes in front of so many people?!

Fang Xuan said, "Take off your upper garment."

Lu Yang instinctively clutched his chest: "What are you doing?"

Fang Xuan frowned: "The ice silkworm moves by seeking qi and blood. Clothing will block the medicinal guide and also affect my acupuncture."

He pointed to Lu Yang's arms, chest, and back.

"I need to insert needles into your body to force your blood and qi to the surface."

"Otherwise, the Ice Silkworm wouldn't have abandoned Miss Han."

Lu Yang looked down at his tattered clothes, which were almost nothing but strips of cloth, and remained silent for a moment.

"Actually, it has already shed most of its skin."

Fang Xuan looked at him.

Lu Yang sighed: "Alright, alright, take it off."

A moment later, Lu Yang took off his outer garment, revealing his upper body.

He wasn't particularly burly; in fact, he was rather thin, having only recently transmigrated.

Strangely, as he stood there, his skin and muscles exuded a sense of weight and solidity.

Fang Xuan's interest grew even stronger.

"This is definitely not your average physical training."

Lu Yang immediately became alert: "Don't touch me like that."

Fang Xuan: "..."

He ignored Lu Yang and opened the white porcelain bottle.

A pungent and fiery medicinal aroma immediately filled the air.

"Red Sun Powder".

Fang Xuan dipped his fingertip in the medicinal powder and applied it to Lu Yang's arms and chest.

As soon as the powder touched his skin, Lu Yang felt a wave of heat spreading out.

It doesn't hurt.

It's just a little itchy.

Fang Xuan then took out a silver needle, his movements extremely fast.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several silver needles landed on Lu Yang's shoulders, arms, and back.

Lu Yang looked down at the silver needles on his body.

"Brother Fang, are you sure you're a doctor, and not someone who makes paper effigies?"

Fang Xuan affixed the cinnabar rune to Lu Yang's body: "Shut up, concentrate."

Lu Yang immediately shut up. He needed someone's help, so he figured he should just be patient.

Fang Xuan then took out three more black needles and inserted them into Han Youwei's brow, chest, and right wrist respectively.

Han Youwei's body trembled violently.

The white lines that were running beneath her skin seemed to be awakened and suddenly sped up.

The temperature in the entire room suddenly dropped.

The flames in the charcoal brazier flickered and were extinguished by half.

The white frost on the window frame spread rapidly.

Lu Yang stood by the bed, feeling the chill creeping up from the soles of his feet.

Han Youwei, lying on the bed, suddenly frowned in pain, and a small white shadow bulged under the skin of her wrist.

The white image seemed to be alive, slowly rotating.

Then, dozens of thin lines began to dart about wildly at the same time, as if they had been startled awake by something.

Han Youwei suddenly arched her body, letting out a heart-wrenching whimper.

Fang Xuan drew out a silver needle, and at the opportune moment, pierced an acupoint on the inside of her wrist. The needle went in extremely deep, almost completely submerged. Lu Yang's teeth ached from watching.

Then, Fang Xuan put away the needles and turned to look at Lu Yang.

"The silkworm mother has been awakened by the medicinal ingredient. Now only the final step remains."

"What?"

"You." Fang Xuan's gaze fell on his chest.

"Ordinary blood and energy are like lights in the dark to the ice silkworm; the more vigorous they are, the more alluring they become. If an ordinary person stood here, the mother silkworm would abandon her host and pounce on them. But you are different. You have a strong physique, but you have never truly activated your blood and energy."

Lu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

"To stimulate the flow of Qi and blood?"

Fang Xuan frowned, as if only now realizing an obvious problem: "You don't even know how to circulate qi and blood, do you?"