Bone Picker

Chapter 163 The Return of the Senior Brother

A group of people looked at the child without saying a word, and were also moved by the atmosphere, and burst into tears.

It was quite uncomfortable to feel that atmosphere.

It can be seen that his master was loved by these apprentices during his lifetime, but now that he passed away, everyone is really sad.

But I counted carefully, including Zibuyu, there are only six brothers.

It should be that their elder brother is still present.

I also heard before that his elder brother went to guard the mountain, but even if his master passed away, wouldn't he come back?
As I was thinking, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Everyone reacted and said one after another: "It should be that the elder brother is back."

Everyone is heading for the gate.

Zibuyu got up, and I followed curiously, wanting to see the lineup of this big brother.

With a creak, the door opened.

"Big Brother..."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Elder brother, why is your face so pale?"

Through the crack of the door, I saw the elder brother.

The first impression was that this elder brother was very weak and pale, just like the old Taoist priest lying in the coffin.

It also looks very well equipped.

Before he could think too much, the eldest brother held the sword in his left hand, and supported the door with his right hand, propping himself up.

Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Big Brother."

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

Everyone quickly supported the elder brother, and several people carried the elder brother in and put him on the bed.

My brain is buzzing, something happened to the gossip door.

Why did these things suddenly happen in the gossip school that was originally good?
The old Taoist was poisoned and passed away, and the eldest disciple was so weak that he passed out. He must have been seriously injured and bled so much that his face was pale.

Several brothers stood by the bed, some took the pulse to check the injury, and some went to bring water.

Judging by his chapped lips, it should be that he hasn't eaten or drank water for many days.

"It's too weak, and there are injuries on the back, and the internal organs are also injured." The junior brother who felt the pulse frowned, gritted his teeth and said: "Who did it? How did you hurt the senior brother like this?"

"Let's ignore these things for now, let's cook the medicine first and save the eldest brother! The master is still lying on the top, there are a lot of things, what happened to our Bagua sect, so many things happened in a row."

"When the master was about to die, I called the elder brother. He said he knew and would return right away! It stands to reason that it would take half a day to get to the master's gate, but I just came back now. I don't think they came from Lujiang City. It's slow to come back."

"I've been worrying too, but I thought that the elder brother must have been delayed by something. The elder brother has been away all year round. He has rich experience in the world, and his cultivation base and strength are so high. I didn't expect someone to be able to hurt the elder brother."

"He also relied on willpower all the way to get back. Once he arrived at the master's gate and saw us, he finally let go of his strength, calmed down, and passed out."

"I see."

"I'm going to make some soup and medicine." The junior who felt the pulse stood up and hurried out.

"I'm here with the elder brother, you go up there and watch over it." Zi Buyu sat by the bed, looked at his elder brother, felt uncomfortable, and cried again.

I now know very well that Zibuyu doesn't know how to cry, nor does he know how to panic, this gossip is his weakness.

A few hours later, the eldest brother slowly opened his eyes.

After taking the medicine, I also recovered a little.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Zi Buyu.

He said in a weak voice: "Seventh brother, are you back?"

"Yes, senior brother, I'm back." Zibuyu wiped the corners of his eyes, and held senior senior brother's hand.

The elder brother looked at me and asked, "Is this young man a descendant of the Li family who picked bones?"

"Yes."

"Junior Li Mobai, I have met the elder brother." I reported myself.

"Okay, good." He forced a smile with difficulty.

Eldest brother also looks to be in his sixties or seventies.

From him to the seventh son without saying a word, every senior brother will be a little different in age, so he, the boss, must be much different from the seventh.

As the youngest Zibuyu, he must have been favored by these senior brothers since he was a child. Since the youngest senior brother is also the youngest child.

"Help me up, help me to see the master."

"No, no, you have just woken up and are still very weak. If you rest for a while, the master will be buried in two days, so there is no rush."

"I'm fine, I'll just see Master, I haven't seen Master and his old man for almost three years, I didn't expect to see him again, but it will be forever."

"Eldest brother, listen to me, wait until the day after tomorrow to see the master, you just woke up, I will see you later, you are too sad, if you faint again, it will be bad."

"It's okay, didn't I come back just to see the master? Now that I'm awake, I have to go see the master as soon as possible. Don't worry, I've been prepared." The elder brother insisted on going, and struggled, thinking To get up by yourself.

But after struggling several times, he fell down again. He really didn't have any strength in his body.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him without saying a word, he hurried to help him and let him sit up.

With the palms of his hands on his back, profound energy was continuously transmitted from his back.

"Old Qi, don't waste my profound energy, I will recover after a period of rest." The elder brother also felt it, and advised the son to remain silent: "It is not easy to cultivate profound energy, so don't waste it on me."

"It's okay, senior brother, don't talk, run your profound energy quickly and regulate your tendons."

Eldest senior brother is no longer obsessed with this matter, and hastened to guide Zi Buyu's profound energy, comb the tendons, and heal the internal injuries.

When I offered sacrifices to the Sea God to beat Shui'er, I exhausted my profound energy.

It hasn't recovered much until now, after all, the time is too short.

If my current profound energy is still full, then I will definitely lose to him.

About half an hour later, Zibuyu's forehead was covered with bean-big sweat.

"Old Seven, withdraw your profound energy, hurry up." The elder brother also felt it, and stopped it with a voice.

"En." Zibuyu took it back and gasped for breath.

Eldest brother's complexion has also improved a bit, at least bloody.

Breathing is also stronger.

He slowly lifted the quilt and walked on the ground, at least he could move normally.

"Follow me to see the master." He stepped out of the door first.

Zibuyu and I followed quickly.

Then the scene that followed was terribly disturbing again.

Eldest senior brother also hugged the old Taoist's body as if he was silent, crying in pain.

Several fellow apprentices also began to cry.

I was infected, and there were tears in the corners of my eyes.

I am not familiar with their masters, but seeing the remains of the old Taoist priest reminded me of my grandfather.

The disguises of the corpses are actually pretty much the same, especially the older ones. Before they died, they were all very thin, with protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets. They all looked the same.

(End of this chapter)