Chapter 185 Chapter 185 Evil Thoughts Become Demons
"Bang!"
The bronze tripod was hit by external force and made a dull sound again.
He Junxia covered his ears uncomfortably, but he was sure that the mutant snake outside was feeling worse than him.
After all, as the stabilizing force of a small world and a top-level artifact that came into being, the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron's duty is to balance the yin and yang between heaven and earth.
Even though it has escaped from its original small world and its power is suppressed by the laws of the new world, the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron is still the nemesis of this kind of supernatural creature that exudes evil thoughts.
Even the sound of the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron being hit could cause the mutant snake to feel immense pain, comparable to that of Sun Wukong when he heard Tang Monk chanting the Tightening Curse.
Unfortunately, this top-level artifact has very high requirements for the user.
He Junxia's soul has not yet completely merged with the wisher's body, and the wisher is just an ordinary person who has not practiced...
Due to various factors, He Junxia can only barely control the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron to perform the most basic movements. There is not a trace of mysterious power in the wisher's body, and he can't even knock on the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron to make it make a sound.
He Junxia stayed in the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron and tried to practice temporarily to see if he could cultivate a trace of mysterious power, leaving the mutated snake outside to rage helplessly.
Perhaps because it had suffered a few losses, the big snake stopped hitting the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron with its body, and his ears were finally free.
Unfortunately, whether it was due to the limited physical qualifications of the wisher or the restrictions of the world's laws, He Junxia sat for a long time without being able to detect the existence of the mysterious power.
He Junxia rubbed his eyebrows.
[Xiao Si, please send me the mission information first.]
[receive]
A wave of memories flooded into He Junxia's spiritual consciousness. He quickly browsed and searched for information about this world, and a faint sense of death gradually appeared on his face.
This is a small world with a technological level similar to that of Blue Planet in the early 21st century.
Communication tools such as mobile phones and computers, as well as cars, trains, and high-speed trains, have long become popular and have become necessities in people's lives and work.
The problem is that the wisher's twenty-two years of memory does not contain any information about non-scientific factors. Science and technology are the mainstream orthodoxy.
So does anyone in the government know how to deal with these supernatural beings that have been transformed by evil thoughts?
He Junxia: ...
Things seem to be going a little wrong.
He Junxia decided to open the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron to see what was happening outside.
You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.
The green trees, traffic lights and shops on the street were destroyed by the mutant snake.
A group of fully armed armed police special police are launching a fire attack on the mutant snake, but ordinary bullets only scratch it lightly.
Only hitting the hole in its upper body will cause it to feel obvious pain.
Hole?
That's right, this is the wound torn open by the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron. Because of the wound, the flesh and blood inside the snake have been exposed to the air.
How about a brace?
He Junxia narrowed his eyes and estimated the distance between him and the big snake. It was a little far, but not too far, about twenty-five meters.
The huge bronze tripod gradually became smaller and stopped when it was about the size of a football.
The young man took a few steps back and leaned forward slightly.
Run-up, shot
The ball went in... The ball didn't go in...
As a right-back who has not practiced much, He Junxia's technique of kicking the football, no, kicking the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, has not yet reached the level of being able to hit the target wherever he points.
It’s okay, try again.
The dense barrage of bullets attracted the snake's attention, and it did not notice that the impact on its back came from another object.
After He Junxia recalled the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, he took a few steps forward, aimed at the target again, took a run-up, and shot.
The Soul-Suppressing Cauldron drew a smooth parabola in the air and landed accurately into the body of the giant snake.
If it had self-awareness, I'm afraid it would open its mouth and scold He Junxia to death - to think that it is a sacred artifact, but it has been reduced to being kicked around like a ball.
[Poor Soul-Suppressing Cauldron]
Fortunately, Xiao Si spoke up for the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron. He Junxia touched his nose embarrassedly.
This and that, forced by the situation, I have to endure a little injustice for now.
The Soul-Suppressing Cauldron entered the snake's body through the gap, and then quickly grew larger under He Junxia's command.
"hiss---"
"hiss----"
The big snake howled towards the sky, and the pain of its body being about to burst made it finally realize that something was wrong.
The huge snake head twisted backwards, its blood-red pupils fixed on the only human in the square.
"Um, good evening?"
He Junxia turned around and ran without hesitation.
But he was injured and ran much slower than before, while the big snake was so fast that it flew up because of the pain and anger.
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck...
We can't let him be kicked out as soon as he enters the mission world. That would be too unfair to the wisher.
Feeling the whistling airflow behind him, He Junxia immediately threw himself forward and turned over, and the small square floor tile beside him instantly flew three meters high.
hiss--
It almost died.
He Junxia didn't have time to sigh too much, he got up and continued running forward.
The big snake wanted to strangle the damn human with its tail, but the pain inside its body had reached a level that could not be ignored.
"hiss----"
The huge bronze tripod once again broke the snake's body, causing it to roll around in pain.
He Junxia stopped running, gasping for breath, with big beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.
He used his mental power to control the bronze tripod to fly high, and then smashed it heavily on the snake's head.
One, two, three times...
The big snake was hit hard before it could resist. Its head instantly deflated and its huge body began to shrink. The young man's face turned very pale.
I'm so tired and want to sleep.
Watching the mutant snake's body shrink to its original appearance when it was locked in the cage, He Junxia could no longer hold on and fainted.
The bronze tripod also disappeared.
The others present looked at each other, and for a moment they did not dare to act rashly.
What happened tonight was completely beyond their imagination, and even their already formed worldview showed signs of being shattered.
"What are you doing, doctor? Where's the nurse? Go save him."
…
white
Very white
Very white ceiling
He Junxia tried to twist his neck left and right and found himself lying in a hospital ward, with dull pain in his chest.
He lowered his head slightly and saw that he had many unfamiliar tubes inserted into his body and a mask on his face. He looked like he was wrapped up like a dumpling, and his hands and feet could not move.
[Xiao Si, which hospital was I in? How many days was I in a coma?]
[You were in the Army General Hospital in City D and were in a coma for 12 days.]
12 days?
He Junxia didn't expect that he would be in a coma for half a month.
It seems that forcibly controlling the Soul-Suppressing Cauldron when the body and soul are not integrated still has a significant impact on this body.
He also remembered that the wisher lived in H City, which was far away from D City and took more than six hours by high-speed rail. He also sent him to the military hospital for treatment.
He Junxia thought to herself that something was wrong.
"Are you awake?"
"How do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"
The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a smartly dressed doctor walked in with several people dressed as nurses.
He Junxia immediately became alert.
It had been less than two minutes since he opened his eyes. There was only one possibility for these doctors and nurses to arrive so quickly: they were monitoring him.
He Juanxia opened her mouth and uttered a hoarse voice: "My chest hurts a little when I breathe."
No matter what the official attitude of this country is, he must heal his wounds first.
"Is this the place?"
"right."
"It's normal. You broke three ribs, one of which nearly penetrated your lung. Your left leg and right arm are shattered, and you have a slight concussion..."
He Junxia: ...
No wonder he was wrapped up like a dumpling. The mutant snake threw him so hard.
"Are you feeling any worse?"
"Doctor, I want to be discharged?" The young man said calmly, "I don't have that much money."
This statement is not false.
The wisher's name is Song Qizhen. He was thrown into an orphanage when he was just a few months old. This year, with the support of national policies, he struggled to finish college.
He just got a full-time job after completing his internship last month, and just paid his rent yesterday, leaving him with less than four figures in savings.
The doctor smiled warmly and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry about the money. You've saved so many people, and all the medical expenses will be covered by the government."
The young man was suspicious: "Really? You are not lying to me, are you?"
The doctor laughed and said, "Why would I lie to you? Lying to you won't do me any good."
The young man stopped talking, as if he was still wondering whether what the doctor said was true or not. If it was true, it wouldn't be a bad idea to stay a few more days.
The doctor smiled and asked a few more questions, checked his physical condition, and before leaving, he said, "A few people will come over and ask you some questions. You must tell them the truth."
The young man said nothing.
An orphan who has grown up to be twenty-two years old with great difficulty and has suffered countless bullying will never easily trust a stranger.
The doctor didn't force anything and just said, "If you need anything, just press the button on your left and someone will help you."
She left with a few nurses.
He Junxia looked at the ceiling above her head, which was so white that it almost glowed, as if she was in a daze, but in fact her brain was quickly thinking of how to deal with the situation.
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