Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Chapter 286 Too much torment!Incompatible evil spirits

Han Feng lay on the bed, feeling weak all over!

I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't open my mouth, my limbs were weak and I couldn't move.

But the brain is unusually sober!

It just cannot be expressed.

This is the first time even he himself has encountered such a situation.

This is really too weird.

I can't tell what's going on!

But Han Feng knew that this phenomenon had a lot to do with him absorbing the evil spirit of the royal zombie.

Lying on the bed, he could feel two people sitting beside the bed, and he could hear clearly what Master Yixiu and Uncle Simu were saying.

But I just couldn't speak.

He wanted to drink water very much now, the heat of his body made his skin as red as the crayfish being served on the table.

Dry mouth, thirsty!

This four-eyed uncle is really a dead man, doesn't he know how to give me a few sips of water?

Han Feng cried silently in his heart.

Miss Jingjing came in and removed the cold towel covering Han Feng's forehead.

"Master, Daoist Four Eyes, the cold water is ready, let's send brother Afeng in!"

Jingjing looked at Han Feng distressedly.

He stretched out his hand to touch Han Feng's body, and retracted involuntarily.

This temperature!Absolutely!

Han Feng lay quietly. Although there is no thermometer in this world, he can sense that his body temperature at this moment is definitely beyond the temperature of a normal person with a high fever.

And at least reach an ultra-high temperature of 45.

Even around 48.

What was even more frightening was that Han Feng could feel the temperature in his body, which was still rising.

If this trend continues, his brother, it must not soar to a high temperature of [-] degrees!

Han Feng was weak, he felt that he was about to melt.

In a trance, someone lifted his body, and it didn't take long for him to feel that he was put into a huge wooden barrel.

The moment the cold water stimulated his body, he felt refreshed, but this feeling disappeared quickly.

Because the water in the bucket is quickly changed by your own body temperature.

In less than 1 minute, it becomes warm water!

Depend on!This is a bucket full of ice water!

Even if it is put on a hot fire, it will take more than ten minutes!

The water soon lost its effect, and everyone was helpless again.

The four-eyed Taoist patted Han Feng's cheek distressedly, "Afeng, can you hear my uncle?"

can.

"If you can hear it, just say it, don't worry us!"

I can hear.

Master Yixiu stepped forward and pulled the four-eyed Taoist priest away, "I think you are also confused! He is already like this, what else can he hear?"

I can really hear it.

Han Feng wants to cry but has no tears.

This feeling is so fucked up!

Why is this!

What kind of species is this royal zombie!

Why did I absorb Yin evil spirit before, and never encountered this kind of problem.

If I had known this earlier, I would never have followed Uncle Simu to come here.

If you didn't reap the benefits, you still put yourself in it!

What's going on!

Or you can give me a good time, what's the matter with being half dead like this!

Han Feng wanted to cry without tears, and secretly vowed that if he survived this time, he would never be greedy next time, and would suck the evil spirit of the other party when he caught a zombie.

Be sure to think carefully before taking it.

Lesson learned!

A painful lesson!

Soon, the temperature in the bucket began to rise suddenly.

Ah Qiang and Jingjing brought another bucket of water, but it was still cold mountain spring water.

They live in the mountains, what they don't lack is mountain spring water.

Han Feng was put into another bucket of ice water.

The cycle went back and forth several times, but after all, it was a temporary solution, not a permanent cure.

It doesn't work at all!

Han Feng should be red or very red.

Even Master Yixiu couldn't do anything about this strange symptom.

The two just looked at Han Feng like this, and stared at each other blankly, feeling anxious in their hearts.

It went on like this for several hours.

When it was time for dinner, there was no one to make a fuss about cooking, and Master Yixiu howled and gurgled in hunger.

"Jingjing, go make some soup."

"Not hungry." The little girl Jingjing has been guarding Han Feng, seeing Han Feng's half-dead state, her heart is dead, she doesn't have the heart to eat.

Master Yixiu felt uncomfortable, the disciples he brought, even his master didn't care.

"Jingjing, it's not a problem to keep guard like this. You go and make some soup for everyone to drink, so you can feed A Feng. It's not a problem if he doesn't eat or drink like this. Look, his lips are chapped."

Having said that, Jingjing got up and walked away.

But he came back soon, came over with a bowl of water, dipped cotton in the water, and tapped Han Feng's lips.

Master Yixiu was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Han Feng lay down and couldn't open his eyes, and he could guess how rich the expression on Master Yixiu's face was at the moment.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Everyone remained silent in front of Han Feng without saying a word.

Neither eat nor sleep nor talk.

With the cold wind blowing into the room, everyone couldn't help tightening their collars, except for Han Feng who was lying on the bed with his upper body naked.

Wearing only a pair of thin long johns.

But without a doubt, he's the hottest guy in the room.

Ah Qiang originally wanted to help block the leaking windows, but was stopped by the four eyes, "Let this cold wind blow in, maybe A Feng can feel more comfortable."

This is not true at all.

Han Feng was lying on the bed, and he felt that he was about to melt into the hot sea of ​​fire in his body several times.

Even breathing is hot.

Get closer, and you can even see that his exhaled breath is full of heat.

"Master, why don't you go and invite Uncle Ninth, maybe he has a way."

Ah Qiang looked around.

Difficulty in all four eyes.

It's not that he didn't want to invite Uncle Jiu, but he didn't dare.

The man was brought out by him, and now he can't return to Zhao completely, and he is still half dead. He doesn't know how to explain to Uncle Jiu.

"I know that you are afraid that Uncle Jiu will be angry with you, but now you don't care too much. If this person really does something good or bad, then our conscience will be disturbed."

"Senior Brother Afeng encountered an accident because of us, and became what he is now."

After a moment of silence, the four-eyed priest finally nodded.

"It's so late now, let's go tomorrow morning."

"Maybe, Afeng will be fine tomorrow morning."

The four-eyed Taoist priest still had a glimmer of fantasy.

In his heart, if he could not disturb Jiu Shu, he would try not to disturb Jiu Shu.

After all, it is impossible for the other party not to turn against him for such a big matter.

He didn't want to face Uncle Jiu's furious face.

He has experienced too much these two days, Junior Brother Qianhe died, right in front of his eyes.

If something happened to Han Feng again, he really didn't know how to live.

Even if Uncle Jiu didn't blame him, he still couldn't pass his test.

"Everyone go to rest, it's not a problem to guard like this, and people won't wake up."

Master Yixiu turned around and went out, boiled a pot of strange-looking soup, and served a bowl for everyone.

"What is this?"

"This is tonic. I know everyone is very tired recently. Drink it while it's hot. It can make your body a little better."

Eyes wide open, "What? Kidney invigorating? Take it away! I don't need it."

Han Feng lay on the bed, laughing wildly in his heart.

It's a pity that the corners of his mouth just can't be hooked up.

No facial expressions at all.

Master Yixiu didn't bother to talk to Simu, and he wasn't in that mood now.

Silently drank what was in his bowl, turned around and went back to the room to rest.

Jingjing guarded Han Feng closely.

Ah Qiang asked to change shifts with Jingjing, but Jingjing, a stubborn girl, just refused.

"What if you fall asleep at night?"

"In case you fall asleep, brother Afeng wakes up and you don't even know."

"Go back, I'll just keep it by myself."

Aqiang: ...

Late at night.

Uncle Simu came over to take a look, Ah Qiang came over three times, every time he had to change to Jingjing to go back to rest, but was driven away by this girl.

Bed.

Han Feng was pushed by Jingjing and turned over. Suddenly, he felt as if a fire dragon was swimming inside his body.

In his limbs, in his blood, in his joints, in his pores...

Han Feng knew that it wasn't a wandering dragon at all, it was the evil spirit in his body.

This breath has been in the body for so long, and it has not been fully fused.

Han Feng could feel personally that the evil spirit had changed.

It is no longer a yin and evil spirit, but gradually forms a super orthodox righteousness.

Han Feng had never seen the pure energy brought by this upright energy.

Very pure, very positive, very charming!

It's not an ordinary pick, Han Feng was surprised to find that this kind of pure aura was not something he could easily control.

Just like now, he instinctively wants to fuse this righteous yang energy, but he just can't.

Compared with this Zhengyang Qi, Han Feng felt that the breath in his body was completely turbid.

It can also be said that his own aura does not match this pure Zhengyang aura.

As expected of the blood of the royal family, Han Feng was extremely impressed by the evil spirit of the royal zombies.

This wave, he already had a premonition of the end.

Either he can successfully integrate this breath, and his cultivation base is likely to have a great breakthrough!

Either he was killed by this breath.

There are only two possibilities.