The moment this voice came, Xu Qing lost some of his cognition again, and so did his thoughts, and his existence was about to become confused.

In this way, we have passed this period and gone further.

…

Xu Qing could not remember the subsequent experiences. He vaguely felt that everything he had was exchanged for a smooth progress and became the price of going on.

What followed was becoming increasingly weak and exhausted.

But fortunately... gradually, even the concepts of powerlessness and exhaustion no longer exist.

Until finally, he seemed to hear a voice.

"A good death, a good death..."

This voice invaded with an irresistible force and took away his name.

Originally, the nameless man should have moved on.

Walk towards the mirror not far away.

Integrate smoothly and leave this world.

But the power that took away his name actually violated the trajectory and came again forcefully.

The evil aura emitted turned into a stronger invasion, falling on him, trying to wipe him out... completely!

It is even more important to take away the weak thinking he has left now.

But at this critical moment, at the moment when Wuming was about to completely disappear...

An old sigh echoed in his time and space.

"The herb night corpse morning glory..."

"Child, you answer."

The appearance of this sound fluctuated time, affected space, and converged into a storm of time and space, roaring in Xu Qing's mind.

And gave him a new name hidden deep in his memory.

Child!

This name has become a support and an anchor.

As a result, the child's weak thoughts no longer dissipated, but the deafening sound progressed layer by layer, and finally erupted shockingly.

It became thunder, it became explosion, it became the sound of heaven.

It caused his thoughts to be violently shaken and spread continuously.

Like a tsunami.

Then, the child subconsciously said words that he would never forget and were deeply ingrained in his cognition.

"Night Corpse Morning Glory, also known as Poisonous Mountain Root Vernonia, is the stem and root of Vernonia tenuifolia, a plant in the Compositae family. It is a woody vine that grows in Corpse Yin ravines, by cold streams or in jungles. It has an astringent and pungent taste and is slightly warm in the mouth.

, there is a feeling of decay, and it has the miraculous effect of relieving the wind and relieving the surface, but excessive amounts are poisonous, and it is a typical yin and yang polar plant."

As the words came out, the child's state of dissipation was reversed at this moment.

All the cognitions he had lost emerged one by one and returned one by one.

What was originally invisible is now tumbling, from loss to return!

And that old voice continues.

"What are the symptoms of overdose?"

The storm in Xu Qing's heart became more and more intense, and she spoke out without thinking.

"Symptoms of poisoning are abdominal pain, dizziness, hallucinations, and death within a quarter of an hour if rescue is not done."

"How to detoxify."

"You can induce vomiting and gastric lavage, supplemented with egg white and red pistil, and treat the symptoms at noon when the sun is strong. The treatment time should not exceed half an hour for three consecutive days."

Xu Qing's voice was trembling, and the moment he finished speaking, he seemed to be back outside the tent.

"good!"

The old voice echoed softly with a hint of smile.

As for Xu Qing, he wanted to 'see' him at this moment, but the pull from the front was also extremely strong at this moment, pulling his mind closer and closer to the mirror in front of him.

But there were waves in his thinking. Although the exit was right in front of him, he would rather give up this opportunity. Even if he had to do it all over again, he would re-enter the time and space constitution to 'see' the familiar voice that came from it.

figure.

"Idiot, don't do this."

"Remember what I told you..."

"Heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living beings, and time is the passerby from the past to the present. As long as we don't die, we will eventually meet again."

"Now, you have become a talent."

The sound dissipated, and a soft force came out of thin air, fell on the black spot that Xu Qing had transformed into, and pushed it forward.

Xu Qing, who was close to the mirror, fell into... the mirror.

The moment she merged into the mirror, Xu Qing suddenly turned around.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the medicine jar with a white beard outside the mirror, smiling at him.

Smile, kind.

His voice, face, and smile seemed like a lifetime ago, but also like yesterday.

One scene after another...

Just like before.
Chapter completed!