Engraved in Bone

These days, the demon religion is full of joy, and it can be regarded as double happiness. Yixi was said by Xie Zhi'an, and he could cure the leader's illness at the end of the month; Erxi was that they decided to run Xitang, so that Xie Zhi'an and Fu Yuan could go to church to get married before they could cure the disease.

Finally marry the blunt and fierce leader, can you not be happy?

Xie Zhi'an thought of getting married only because Fu Yuan would hold his hand every night. Although the other party didn't say it, he could still feel the other's uneasiness. One day he seemed to be in a whim: "Devil, when are we going to get married?"

Without waiting for Fu Yuan's response, I didn't know who was eavesdropping and spread it out. It turned out that the priest and Xie Shenyi were going to get married. A group of people chose the fastest good day and settled quickly. On the contrary, Fu Yuan, the party concerned, was still a little hesitant.

"Are you going to marry me?"

Xie Zhi'an, who was also a bit embarrassed, couldn't help laughing at Fu Yuan when he saw Fu Yuan, "What's wrong? Are you sorry?"

"No." Fu Yuan pursed his lips and clenched Xie Zhi'an's hand, his face was a little darkened: "I just fear you will regret it later."

After being silent for a while, Xie Zhi'an pulled the flesh of Fu Yuan's cheeks out, "Fu Xiaoyuan, what are you thinking? How can the married couple I proposed regret?"

The two foreheads gently touched, and Xie Zhian kissed Fu Yuan: "Don't we say that we want to go and see the vast mountains and fireworks all over the world together? Now that we have made an appointment, whether we are married or not, It ’s not that important, so why do n’t I happily make a name with you? ”

"Fu Yuan, I want to marry you, and I want to see you marry me. I also want to share the same joy with your family as we go."

Xie Zhian had no problems. Fu Yuan was naturally in desperation. With the support of the leader, the layout of the red silk wedding hall in the teaching was even more vigorous.

The most recent good day was at the beginning of next month. Xie Zhi'an knew that there was inseparable sorrow in his eyebrows. When he saw Fu Yuan looking at himself, he laughed and said, "I'm just afraid that if the right people come, our happy events will be interrupt."

It's a little late to get married, but it's nice to make it early. On the day when I was trying on the wedding dress, Xie Zhi'an was wearing Fu Yuan when he was wearing it. He was wearing a large red gilt brocade, with a jade belt with gold trim around his waist, and embroidered gold leaf and hollow clivia. Line up the other side extremely spiritually.

Mo Shangren is like a jade.

Xie Zhian masked the sadness on his face, and smiled and praised, "It's so beautiful."

"You look good too."

Holding an altar of wine, Xie Zhi'an asked, "Devil, can you drink?"

"can."

Xie Zhi'an and Fu Yuan wore wedding clothes and sat on the highest eaves in the demon religion. The two looked at the starry river side by side and drank plum wine made by Xie Zhi'an himself. At the last moment, Fu Yuan still held his hand uneasily and looked at him straightly, as if to look into his heart: "Xie Zhi'an, you will not leave me, right? We will wait for you After healed me, we will be married and go to see the scenery you want to see together. "

After being silent for a while, Xie Zhian said dumbly: "Okay."

Fu Yuan was drunk. Xie Zhi'an held his hand and drank a glass of wine to make a drink. He laughed, "Fu Yuan, are we considered to be pros and worship heaven?"

At the end of the month, Xie Zhi'an went to find a long song. He looked at the man who had never changed, and his eyebrows were gloomy: "I have cleared the poison of Fu Yuan, when can we start?"

"If you are ready, we can do it anytime."

Xie Zhi'an told Fu Yuan that his body was almost conditioned and he could start to treat him. He gave him a needle and clicked a pit.

He rummaged through all the medical books, Fu Yuan's poison could be solved naturally, and the only way was to exchange blood and exchange the medicine's blood with the blood of a healthy person.

During the implementation process, both of them must stay awake, and the only thing they can do is only long songs.

Looking at the long song in the house, Fu Yuan, who had been sealed the acupoint, was suspicious and unbelievable in his eyes: "Xie Zhian, what you mean to save me is to be united with this man?"

Changge is a person around his father, and although he never dealt with him, he never trusted him.

Xie Zhian smiled, covered Fu Yuan's eyes with his hands, and kissed his lips: "Fu Xiaoyuan, believe me, you believe me once, and I will heal you."

But in the eyes of the other party, they never saw the slightest trust.

He was uncomfortable, don't look away and don't want to look at Fu Yuan's defense. He lay beside each other and said, "It's time to start."

The sharp knife cut open the wrists of the two, and he held Fu Yuan's hand tightly. I don't know what method Changge used, Xie Zhi'an obviously felt that his blood was flowing out slowly, and some strange mucus slowly entered the blood vessels from the wound.

It turned out that the blood of Yaoren was like this. Did Fu Xiaoyuan leave Yigu with that blood?

The blood-changing technique was told to him by Changge. He looked through all the medical books. The only way was exactly the same as what he said. He couldn't do it as a medical doctor, but he could do a long song.

He went to find a long song, but the other person looked at him with a smile: "You know the consequences after the blood exchange? Are you not afraid?"

To exchange their own blood for the poisoned blood of the other side, the toxicity is stronger than the original body. The person who has changed the medicine's blood is more difficult to tolerate the torture of the recipient's internal toxicity, and can clearly feel that the toxicity erodes one by one. Body until it dies.

More importantly, the person who has changed once can no longer afford the second time, that is, the person who has changed the blood of the medicine afterwards has no medicine to cure.

As a healer, Xie Zhi'an has no way of ignoring his conscience and seeks an innocent person to exchange blood; not to mention that the exchange of blood cannot be careless, and the other person's body also needs conditioning.

No one will be more suitable than him; what's more, his father owes Fu Yuan, and the repayment of his father's debts is a matter of justice.

Fu Yuan couldn't move, his red eyes glared at Xie Zhi'an, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Zhi'an, what are you doing? If you want to die, don't pull me to give you your life!"

How sad he was, but his subconscious habit made him smile a bit uglier than crying: "No, you won't die."

His medical technique was originally for Fu Yuan's sake. He promised him that he had to heal him so that he could go through the mountains and rivers and see the long distance.

In this life, he himself studied medicine for the other party. Exhausting what he has learned in his life, he also wants the other party to live a healthy life.

No matter what price he pays.

The author has something to say:

Alas, I'm a miserable woman. I don't have the motivation to double up like you.