Chapter 58 Awakening

After Li Si jumped into the water, he did not float as quickly as the previous few people.

In the eyes that Lin Muyao and Mu Chengxue looked forward to, he tossed under the water for a long time, and after six or seven flicks of his fingers, he popped his head from the water again, took a few breaths and struggled to swim to the shore. He was still holding a man in his arms, which was the unconscious Qin Yan.

Lin Muyao cheered and ordered the servants to pull the two of them ashore and give first aid to Qin Yan after drowning.

Lin Muyao patted Li Si on the shoulder excitedly: "Good guy, you are so lucky that even ghosts dare not bully you. Let me give you a nickname, just call it 'unaffected'!"

Li Si sat on the bridge and gasped, just giggle. The happiness of escaping from death made him so excited that he couldn't speak.

At this time, the family responsible for helping Qin Yan on the other side shouted: "Miss, he is no longer breathing... Ah, he doesn't even have a heartbeat. He is dead!"

The scene suddenly became silent and silent. Lin Muyao's smile froze on her face, and Mu Chengxue, who stood outside the crowd, seemed to be stupid and shaky.

"Get out of here! Get out of the way!" Lin Muyao irritably pushed away the servant, came to the teenager lying flat on the ground, and squatted down to observe carefully.

Qin Yan's face was slightly pale, but he was not completely bloodless. Because he had just picked it up from the lake, his whole body was wet, and some water plants were hanging on his body. Apart from this, he did not have the same symptoms as ordinary drowning. His eyes and mouth were closed, and he looked peaceful, as if he were asleep.

"Tortoise breathing method?" Lin Muyao stretched out her finger and explored under Qin Yan's nose. Sure enough, there was no breath. The place touched by her fingers was cold, and she felt the same as the dead body. She put aside this ominous idea and touched Qin Yan's chest. The feeling from the palm of her hand gradually turned gray.

"How is he?" Mu Chengxue's trembling hoarse voice came from behind.

Lin Muyao was silent for a long time and shook her head weakly. The curvature was so small that it was almost imperceptible. The white waves and others on the opposite side clearly saw the splashes in her eyes, their lips curled down, and they wanted to cry but were silent.

Bai Lang comforted him and said, " boss, you don't have to blame yourself too much. You can't be completely blamed for this matter. Who would have expected that he would really go crazy? After all, boss, you are also kind..." He was not good at words, but now it became more and more chaotic, and the comforting words were counterproductive. Lin Muyao covered her face and sobbed in a low voice. Mu Chengxue behind her seemed to have become a fool and had no sound at all.

looked at the sad and painful expressions of the two ladies, and Bai Lang also felt uncomfortable in his heart. He grew up with the young lady and fully understood the young lady's temperament. The young lady looks unruly and strange. In fact, she is a very affectionate and righteous person. She has few friends, but as long as she is recognized by her, she will pay her feelings without reservation. This is most obvious in Miss Mu Chengxue.

He thought for a moment and said, "In fact, there is no remedy. It happens that all the major sects are visiting the house today. They most of them have magical powers and may have the ability to come back to life. I heard that Lord Luo Qianguang's three movements of Tianji Pavilion have been trained to the great realm of 'soul movement'. They can freely control people's three souls and seven souls, which may help Mr. Qin be reborn. The masters of Huanzhen Island and Ciyun Temple are proficient in Buddhist spells, and should also have the ability to attract souls and save people..."

He said for a long time and saw that Lin Muyao had no response, so he had to stop. But when he stopped, Lin Muyao stopped crying and said in a hoarse voice, "Continue to speak."

"Ah, I also heard that the beast control formula of the Cangliu Hall can control the souls of beasts. Since they can control the soul of beasts attached to themselves, there must be a way to make people's souls attach to a corpse..."

Lin Muyao muttered, "Let the monk of Ciyun Temple come to attract souls first, and then ask the people of Cangliu Hall to cast spells, but his body and heart have been cut off. It is estimated that his internal organs have been destroyed. Can he be saved?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't save it. There are so many people in Meiyuan. They usually receive the grace of the young lady, and now it's time to repay." Bai Lang came up with a wonderful idea. As soon as he said this, all the bodyguards around him changed their faces, and dozens of resentful eyes cast in a moment stabbed him with pain in the face.

"Not bad, not bad." Lin Muyao slowly straightened up and glanced around the people opposite her. The people she had seen were all scared and almost hung their heads under the crotch. Especially those tall and heroic young people, now only hate that their parents are too handsome, and they can't wait to draw a knife and cut a few strokes on their faces immediately.

Lin Muyao looked over one by one and looked at it carefully. Finally, she fixed her eyes on Bai Lang's face and nodded slightly: "The figure is similar, and the temperament is similar. It's rare that you are not old. Presumably Xue'er will no longer complain..."

At this time, Bai Lang finally felt bad and shouted anxiously, " boss, our three heroes in Meiyuan burned incense and vowed to die on the same day of the same month of the same year!" At this time, he didn't want to believe that the young lady would abandon herself for a boy he had only known for a few days.

Lin Muyao took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears, and said confusedly, "Has there ever been this sentence in the oath?" Then he waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Your spirit and body will always be with us."

Bai Lang's facial muscles have become stiff, and he has already completely taken back the evaluation of the young lady's "heavy affection and righteous" in his heart. He opened his mouth and found that he really couldn't say anything to beg for mercy. If the young lady has really decided, she can't play any role no matter what she says... God, I'm only 18 years old, and my swordsmanship is far from reaching the realm of great success. Will she die young?

But listen to Lin Muyao say again, "You are really stupid! If you can't bear this life, hurry up and look for a qualified candidate! I only give you one hour. Remember, at least it can't be worse than you!"

Bai Lang suddenly reacted and didn't have time to say anything. He turned around and ran away.

It didn't take long for He Zhongyi to come in a hurry with the owner of the wooden hall. The owner of the wooden hall is an old man in blue, tall and thin, with bright eyes, but his eyebrows are full of anger. Wherever he walked, a cold breath made it difficult for people to breathe.

He walked to Qin Yan, looked down, and looked at everyone: "Is this the boy? Who saved him?"

Lin Muyao replied, "It's Li Si."

The owner of the wooden hall turned his head and glanced at Li Si. Li Si felt that his heart jumped suddenly, and his internal organs were permeated by a chill, and the joy of escaping from death was washed away by this cold glance. He swallowed his saliva, raised his arm and said, "It's me."

The owner of the wooden hall nodded and asked, "Zhongyi said that three people died. Where are the bodies?"

"Just under the bridge." Lin Muyao said, "Uncle Mu, leave them alone and see if this boy can be saved! He is Cher's sweetheart, but he must not die.

"Is that Mr. Qin? I remember him." The owner of Mutang nodded, squatted down and leaned his hand to touch Qin Yan's breath.

Probably because his breath was too cold, when he squatted down, the body lying peacefully suddenly frowned, and a blush appeared sharply on his face, and his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The owner's face darkened, and his hand movements did not stop. He leaned under Qin Yan's nose, frowned and said, "If the breath is gone, isn't it dead?"

"Ah, didn't Uncle Mu say that he still has breath?"

The owner of the wooden hall smiled, and his whole body was even colder: "It's not surprising that the dead reacted by the old man's sophore." He raised his arm to touch Qin Yan's chest, and suddenly his face changed slightly. His right arm folded up halfway and suddenly turned into a barrier. Qin Yan raised his palm and hit his wrist, making a dull shock. Where the two palms touched each other, the wooden hall owner only felt a sense of sourness spreading upward, and his whole arm lost consciousness in an instant. He was shocked and angry, and slapped his left hand on the other's palm like lightning, which made his right arm break free from the bondage. However, the left palm also rushed into his body and suddenly had no strength. He quickly jumped back, staring at the teenager on the ground as if facing a great enemy, and said in a low voice, "Kid, what's your background?"

At this time, Qin Yan also opened his eyes and sat up suddenly. He looked up at the old face of the owner of the wooden hall and frowned, "Who are you?"

The two of them were so fast that they didn't react until they separated. Lin Muyao quickly shouted, "Shout! They are all his own people, and he is not malicious!"