The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 262
When we first started walking down the mountain, we still felt very relaxed. When we stepped into the range of the fire circle, we didn't feel the heat of our bodies at all, but we were a little bored and dizzy.

At the beginning, Nobita and I could still rely on chanting mantras to calm down, enough to cope with the dullness in the air.

As we continued to go deeper, the closer we got to Luohua Village, the hotter we felt.

That kind of heat is not the heat on the outside, but the heat that starts to grow deep in the heart. The heat is dry and dry, as if there is a small flame that keeps growing in the position of the heart.

People use the metaphor that a single spark can start a prairie fire to describe things that are small at the beginning but have great development prospects. This inspirational sentence seems so annoying to me at the moment. It burns half of my heart and I feel like I am going to die. If it starts a prairie fire, will you still let me live?

I have never hated the substance of fire so much. In the past, when exorcising ghosts, the Lihuo Talisman was almost my best weapon and method, but now, I wish I could throw away all the Lihuo Talismans on my body, but I am afraid of the fire. Ferocious, it would be troublesome to start a prairie fire.

One-third of the way, I felt thirsty and started to take off the water bottle on my body to drink water.

It's not just me, Daxiong and Yun Yun also have chapped lips, and they seem to have the urge to drink water.

I hurriedly took off the several military water bottles on my body, and shared a pot with each person.

According to the way my grandfather instructed, I took a small sip into my mouth, held it in my mouth, and swallowed slowly. A sip of water can support me to walk a few more steps.

Yun Yun also walked with water in her mouth in the same way, and she obviously felt much better.

Daxiong was a little unreliable, he grabbed the military water bottle and "gurgled", half of the water was gone, and then he gave a carefree "ah" and strode forward.

After walking more than ten meters, the child cried. He found that his physical strength was suddenly draining very fast. After sleeping last night, the guy who was full of energy this morning was a little wobbly when he walked, and the sweat on his forehead was sweating. His life flowed down, his whole body was drenched with sweat.

I scolded in a low voice: "You deserve it, let you drink slowly, you must drink half of the pot in one gulp, this is good, the stamina is coming?"

Daxiong said angrily: "This is not wine, why does it still have stamina?"

My grandfather twisted the Kanshui talisman on his wrist and said, "You wet the Kanshui talisman when you drank water."

Daxiong was startled, looked at the drenched Kanshui Talisman, and said with a bitter face: "Grandpa Ou..."

My grandfather shook his head, picked up the Kanshui Talisman, chanted a spell, and drew on it a few times in a daze, and then made a gesture of pouring down on Nobita's head.

I suddenly discovered that the Kanshui Talisman turned into a glass of blue liquid, which was all sprinkled on the top of Nobita's head.

Of course, this is just what I saw, because the blue paper talisman in my grandfather's hand is still there, but the talisman paper is obviously whitish, and finally turned into white paper, and turned into a white paper talisman.

Nobita shouted cheerfully: "It's so cool, Grandpa Ou, what did you do? It's like taking a cold bath?"

My grandfather threw the blank paper talisman away, and said, "Let's go, this talisman is useless, and it can help you go a while."

It turns out that talisman paper can still be used in this way, which is really an eye-opener.

Several people set foot on the road again.

The surrounding area was still as hot as before, and it was getting drier. I felt that my skin was about to shrink, and it was tightly bound to the bones, and it began to ache faintly.

I silently chanted the incantation and endured the pain, thinking in my heart, is this the treatment when being roasted to the most uncomfortable time?
Two-thirds of the distance has been gone, and Daxiong, who has come here relying on my grandfather's piece of talisman paper, has already appeared to be indifferent and listless.

Our clothes seemed to be attached to our bodies.

We no longer sweat, thinking that the hot air inside has already evaporated the sweat we just broke out, leaving only a little white on the body surface, which is the salt in sweat.

The second problem is Yun Yun. Her originally beautiful hair gradually began to turn yellow, curly and dry, and was tied to her head in greasy clumps. On the neck, it made her feel uncomfortable and she had to touch it from time to time.

When we reached four-fifths of the distance, Yun Yun suddenly burst into tears.

The cry was very miserable, and it sounded like it didn't belong to her.

The crux of the matter is that she can still cry when we are all severely deprived of water.

With this miserable cry, I saw her body trembling extremely, as if the skin on her face was shrinking extremely with the flow of tears.

The moment I heard the cry, Grandma Yun and my grandfather were shocked. The fat monk raised his head and put his begging bowl on Yun Yun's head. into our ears.

"Om..."

"Well……"

"Woolen cloth……"

"Bah..."

I naturally know that this is the six-character mantra of Buddhism, but the six-character mantra uttered from the mouth of the fat monk has a faint power, and the voice of each word that the fat monk utters is higher than the other. Each word has a heavier tone than the previous word.

When the fat monk uttered the fourth mantra, I saw that Yun Yun's body stopped shaking, and then desolate cries came from all directions, and those cries were full of endless pain, bringing With endless anxiety, it seems to be the feeling of being burned by fire.

"Quickly chant the spell."

My grandfather held Daxiong with one hand and me with the other, and he spit out the same Sanskrit sound from his mouth. Although it didn't sound as majestic as a fat monk, it was still full of momentum.

Granny Yun picked up the water bottle and poured the last half of water into Yun Yun.

After a long time, Yun Yun slowly woke up. The fat monk raised his hand to take off the bowl on her head. The incantations in his mouth never stopped. I saw a puff of black smoke rising from his begging bowl, and a mournful cry came Among them, he recalled: "I died a terrible death, I died a terrible death!"

The fat monk didn’t seem to have heard the shout, and the mantra kept flowing from his plump lips. I vaguely saw characters with golden light bursting out of his mouth and striking the lips. On the black smoke, the pinch of black smoke vibrated violently with the impact, and the voice of shouting became smaller and smaller: "I died so badly..."

"I...dead...so...terribly..."

At the moment when the sound was about to dissipate, I saw dozens of black smoke like the pinch of black smoke steaming above the sky. In an instant, the temperature on the entire mountain road seemed to double again. It's like melting us.

(End of this chapter)