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Bright red blood drops fell from the fingertips into the white porcelain bowl.

One water, one water, three water.

After the third drop of blood fell into the porcelain bowl, Xuan Mo quickly covered Shi Li's fingers with a clean white cloth with his other hand, and his face looked unexpectedly gloomy.

Today he had to detoxify again. When he saw Shi Li with the porcelain bowl in his hand, he didn't need to say anything. As soon as Shi Li saw the porcelain bowl in his hand, he immediately reacted. There happened to be a small knife at hand, so he picked it up and cut his finger.

It was so fast that Xuan Mo couldn't react.

"Don't it hurt?" Xuan Mo looked down at Shi Li's pale face. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and even his voice was one degree lower than usual.

Shi Li covered the white cloth, gasped silently, and pouted, "It doesn't hurt? How can it not hurt?"

"You were very quick just now."

Xuan Mo stared at the scarlet spots on the white cloth and felt his throat itchy. He had been through many hardships in the past ten years and had seen many sword fights. But the bloodstains on Shi Li's fingertips made him feel uncomfortable.

Shi Li quietly lifted the white cloth and took a look at the wound on her fingertips. The blood had not completely stopped, so she continued to press it with the white cloth and said nonchalantly, "Stretching your neck is a cut, shrinking your neck is also a cut. Hesitating won't save you from another cut. What's there to hesitate about?"

This makes him seem a bit fussy, which is really incredible.

"You'd better go and detoxify quickly. My blood will dry up soon and the knife I took will be in vain." Shi Li looked at Xuan Mo who was still talking and didn't leave, and glanced at the blood in the white porcelain bowl with great concern.

There were only three drops of blood in it, and she didn't want to waste it, nor did she want to get stabbed again.

Xuan Mo said nothing and walked out with the bowl.

When Shi Li couldn't see him, he lifted the bowl and poured the liquid into his mouth.

That's right, blood induction is so simple, crude and original, without any fancy processing. If he wasn't worried about scaring Shi Li, he could have drunk the three drops of blood in front of her.

But the scene might not be pretty.

Xuan Mo stood there holding the empty bowl, thought for a while, and left decisively.

When he came back, Shi Li had already treated the wound on her fingertips herself and tied a beautiful bow with white cloth.

Hearing Xuan Mo's footsteps, she raised her head and looked over. Her eyes fell on what he brought with her. Her eyes widened in surprise. "What is that?"

Xuan Mo was holding an extremely lifelike puppet in one hand, which was as tall as a real person. When Shi Li first looked over, she thought he was holding a person. But when she realized that the face of the person was painted, she realized it was a puppet.

Xuan Mo was worried that she would be afraid of such a doll, but when he saw her expression, he realized that he was worrying too much and simply placed the doll on the ground.

"Use it to locate the acupuncture points first. Later, I will ask someone to practice with you."

This teacher is not only conscientious and responsible, but also proactively provides experimental props. He is so good that there is nothing wrong with him.

Shi Li nodded with her eyes curved, and curiously pinched the doll's hand. It felt as smooth as human skin, but it had no temperature and was cold.

This...could it be human skin?

A terrible thought suddenly popped up in his head. Shi Li was frightened and withdrew his hand with a pale face.

"What's wrong?" Her sudden action made Xuan Mo feel strange.

Shi Li couldn't help swallowing and asked cautiously, "What is this doll made of?"

Her fear was too obvious, and her pupils shrank unconsciously, like a cat whose fur suddenly stood up. Xuan Mo looked at her and changed the words on his lips, "What do you think?"

The voice was very light, with a hint of coolness.

Shi Li's hair suddenly stood up all over her body, and she wished she could chop off the hand that had just touched the doll.

Looking at her series of reactions and small movements, Xuan Mo lowered his head and chuckled, saying with a smile: "The doll is made of pig skin, what are you thinking about?"

Pig skin?

Shi Li's hand movement stopped in mid-air, and her round eyes looked at Xuan Mo in confusion.