Chapter 140
Taking advantage of his gasping in pain, He He Lingchuan poured the insect powder into his mouth and forced two mouthfuls of water, compelling him to swallow. The mother grasshopper's abdominal sac, along with the larvae inside, was swallowed by Wu Wu Shaoyi, who even chewed twice, and He He Lingchuan heard a *ga-beng* crunch.
"What else to do?"
"Nothing. Just wait."
In just a few dozen breaths, He He Lingchuan heard Wu Wu Shaoyi's breathing becoming more stable, and checking his pulse, it was also becoming more powerful.
He unwrapped the medicine cloth on Wu Wu Shaoyi's body and found that the several terrifyingly shaped bloody holes were slowly shrinking.
On the other side, the bandit was screaming in pain.
Wounds appeared on his body one after another, in the exact same positions as Wu Wu Shaoyi's, going from small to large, and blood flowed out.
Then he heard a few *ka-la* sounds as several of his bones broke in succession.
In just a quarter of an hour, Wu Wu Shaoyi's injuries had basically healed, with only red marks left on his skin. He He Lingchuan pressed a few times and found that his broken ribs had also grown back.
Looking at the bandit again, Wu Wu Shaoyi's previous injuries had basically appeared on him, and he was now gasping for air, on the verge of death.
"Except for the excessive blood loss, your injuries have basically recovered." He He Lingchuan observed Wu Wu Shaoyi while exclaiming in wonder, "Can you draw that yellow talisman?"
Wu Wu Shaoyi hadn't lied to him; the casting process of this secret technique wasn't hard, and anyone could learn it at a glance; He He Lingchuan could even guess seven or eight out of ten of the principles.
There's an old saying that grasshoppers after autumn won't jump for many days; in fact, the mother insect dies of cold and hunger soon after laying eggs. The newly born larvae, however, grow rapidly underground.
In fact, this was the intergenerational transfer of life essence.
Wu Wu Shaoyi had borrowed this connection to transfer the bandit's life force to himself and send the injuries away.
The key to the technique lay in the talisman paper and the turtle pearl.
He had looked at the yellow talisman paper carefully for a few glances earlier, and the characters on it were drawn with cinnabar. But eerily, no matter how he focused his gaze, the lines became more blurred the more he looked, and he couldn't remember them at all.
Profound talisman techniques were all like this, having anti-theft functions. Otherwise, if someone got their hands on it and copied it, they would get it without any effort.
Wu Wu Shaoyi shook his head: "I'm a rough man, I don't know these things; the Holy Master once said that no more than three people in the world understand this secret technique. Now that he has passed away, there are only two left."
He sat up slowly, his face still very pale, and He He Lingchuan felt he had aged a few years.
Clearly, the turtle pearl had provided him with such abundant energy.
"The Holy Master said I had a great tribulation in my life that would be hard to pass, so he bestowed this talisman paper upon me." Wu Wu Shaoyi smiled bitterly, "But this magic is too vicious and hurts the harmony of heaven; even if my injuries recover, I can only live for another three to five years at most, all my cultivation will be gone, and every year at this time, the old injuries will reappear, and I'll have to experience a whole day of pain again!"
"That's miserable enough." He He Lingchuan didn't actually agree in his heart; in a world where people were worse than dogs, what "harmony of heaven" was there to speak of? "I've already wasted a lot of time here and should go find the main force. Can you ride a horse?"
Wu Wu Shaoyi stood up and moved his hands and feet: "No problem."
He just couldn't fight, and having lost too much blood, he needed to recuperate. But both knew there was absolutely no time for him to recuperate.
At this time, the bandit had already taken his last breath and died.
If not for the timely casting of the technique, the one gasping his last breath right now would have been Wu Wu Shaoyi.
Wu Wu Shaoyi bowed solemnly to him: "Thank you for dying in my stead!"
Walking out of the house, he asked for He He Lingchuan's name. He He Lingchuan gave him his name and looked at the giant crocodiles basking in the sun on the beach, unable to help but ask: "By the way, I saw the crocodile demon ambush you on the West Road and drag you directly into the water; how did it give you a chance to counterattack?"
Not to mention a Crocodile God that had attained the Dao, even if an ordinary crocodile demon attacked a human, as long as it was over three meters long, it would be very difficult for a human to resist, unless they had help from their own kind.
Wu Wu Shaoyi sighed: "It dragged me underwater first, swam for a while, and soon surfaced again, preparing to adjust my position to make it easier to swallow. I took the opportunity to prop up my spear."
He He Lingchuan suddenly realized.
Crocodiles, lizards, and birds all eat by biting without chewing, focusing on swallowing. If the prey in their mouth is sideways and can't be swallowed, they will perform a short throwing action to change the prey's direction before swallowing it.
Wu Wu Shaoyi had seized that brief moment to save himself.
It sounded easy, but this calmness in the face of danger still made He He Lingchuan admire him. Putting himself in his shoes, if he had dozens of fangs embedded in his body and his wounds were bleeding non-stop, could he be as calm as Wu Wu Shaoyi?
Just then, footsteps appeared on the road outside the village, and several figures appeared, rushing over quickly upon seeing Wu Wu Shaoyi, overjoyed: "General, you're still alive!"
These were naturally Wu Wu Shaoyi's subordinates. Earlier, Wu was ambushed by the giant crocodile, and the group of bandits was leaderless, scattering after one hit from Lu Yao.
Except for the part recruited by Lu Yao, the others were wandering not far outside the village, preparing to select another leader.
With so many people's movements, eating, and drinking, if there were no command, that would be a disaster.
Wu Wu Shaoyi had high prestige in his own army, and with the purple sable rushing over to gather them, there were many responders.
In less than half an hour, five or six hundred people had actually returned, and He He Lingchuan was secretly delighted.
With this number and this strength, if used properly, they could become a surprise force.
When asked, Wu Wu Shaoyi didn't hide anything and told the story of him fighting the Crocodile God alone, thus reaping endless admiration from his subordinates.
The group of bandits also spoke kindly to He He Lingchuan, and Wu Wu Shaoyi directly pointed him out as his savior. And to the bandits, anyone who could return on a crocodile's back with their boss was implicitly not an ordinary character.
Given that several giant crocodiles were lying by the lake, no one doubted their words.
With so many people, it was noisy. The Crocodile God felt it wasn't clear here anymore, so it turned its head slowly, preparing to return to the lake.
He He Lingchuan had sharp eyes and rushed over: "Hey, Crocodile God, wait a moment!"
The giant crocodile stopped.
Except for Hong Hong Xiangqian, it didn't pay attention to any humans. However, He He Lingchuan had helped it earlier, and it was a creature that knew gratitude and grudges.
"What is it?"
"Why are you acting as a thug for Lu Yao?" This was also Wu Wu Shaoyi's question, "Hong Hong Xiangqian is dead; why are you still attached to Lu Yao?"
"Hong Hong Xiangqian once possessed a drop of Black Dragon blood essence. Lu Yao used this as a reward to trade for two of my strikes." The giant crocodile said slowly, "With red *li* powder as a signal, this was the last time."
Oh, these walking scales were all obsessed with dragon blood, seemingly of great benefit to their cultivation? He He Lingchuan rolled his eyes: "If I kill Lu Yao and get the dragon blood, can you serve me too?"
"No, the dragon blood is already with me." The giant crocodile blinked, "But if you kill him, I can help you once for free."
"Ah, why are you so good?" Could pie fall from the sky?
"Lu Yao couldn't escape responsibility for Hong Hong Xiangqian's death." The giant crocodile's vertical pupils turned toward He He Lingchuan, "Catch my tears. In the future, soak my tears in County Magistrate Lake, and you can obtain my protection."
Its tears were about to flow to the ground, and He He Lingchuan hurriedly took a crystal bottle to catch them.
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