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Chapter 167

I held my breath and watched the water gushing from the crack.

Soon, the water overflowed the soles of my shoes.

I bent down to touch it, and the water was actually warm.

It may be a hot spring somewhere underground, or even a volcano. Although according to my understanding, there are very few volcanoes in this place, but hot springs do exist.

But what I want most has not yet appeared.

My hands clenched into fists unconsciously, waiting for the last hope.

Finally, a small blister popped out with a "gulp".

In the blister, I saw the little white fish.

It's only about half the length of a little finger, and its body is also translucent. If you don't pay attention, it will be ignored.

I couldn't see this little fish in the water in a blink of an eye, but tears welled up almost at the same time.

I finally found the correct answer.

The little white fish started to jump out of the crack one by one. At this time, I really couldn't see clearly, because the tears had completely blurred my vision.

Even though I still have no way to confirm whether this kind of fish can save my brother’s life, there will be no second solution from the crystal plate to the Taiji diagram to the little white fish appearing in the water.

I staggered and ran back to the Poker Bottle, stepping on huge splashes of water all the way, the white fish jumped under my feet, my eyes were foggy, and my mind was blank.

"Brother, brother, I've found the answer." I muttered to myself, and sat up while supporting Poker Bottle.

After thinking about it, I took off the equipment on him one by one, and then picked him up.

The current Poker Bottle is as light as a feather, but this time I can finally hold him tightly in the palm of my hand.I kept giggling, tears fell into my mouth, and the taste was salty.

With tears in my eyes, I saw Poker Fase slightly opened his eyes, and then he reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes.

In fact, fish therapy has been around for quite a long time. Although it usually appears in pedicure shops to remove dead skin, I guess the principle is similar.

By this time, the water was almost up to the calves, so I sat down and put him on my lap, lifting his head slightly to keep him from drowning.

The moment the little brother entered the water, the little white fish quickly gathered over, as if the little brother had a huge attraction for them.

They quickly pecked at my little brother's fingers. For a moment, I was a little worried that they would eat my whole brother like a piranha.If that's the case, I've thought about it too, at worst, we'll die together.

Fortunately, the situation I was worried about did not happen.

The little brother’s finger was still pecked and a little blood oozes out, but the water in the pool seems to have the effect of suppressing blood loss, and the faint blood smears on the edge of the little brother’s finger, so there is no worse blood loss The situation is gone.

Everything is getting better and I feel a little more relaxed.

At this time, I suddenly realized something that I didn't know whether it was shame or embarrassment.

If these fish are detoxified by pecking, I have to take off all my clothes.

Although this scene is embarrassing, it will become even more embarrassing if the fish personally bite the little brother's clothes.

What an offense.I muttered something to myself, raised my little brother's head, and carefully reached out to his collar.

As soon as he touched the zipper on the collar of the oil bottle, he grabbed my hand with a "swish". I was startled, and when I saw him, he was already staring at me with a pair of dark eyes, making me feel like I was It's like a rogue disciple.

"How does it feel?" I asked him.

"It's useful." Poker Bottle said.

He still looks weak, but at least there is no death on his face, which makes me very relieved.

"The poison has already spread all over your body with the blood." I said, "You can't expect all the poison to come out from your fingers, so I have to take off your clothes and let these fish deal with you." somewhere else on your body."

Poker bottle looked at me without saying a word.

I suddenly felt a little guilty: "What are you doing, you are like this, don't look at me, rely on me!"

"I'm not trying to be a hooligan to you." I murmured, "Be obedient."

Poker bottle didn't say anything to refute, so I took him as the default.

The moment I pulled the zipper down, I hesitated.In the past, in my opinion, life and death were no big deal. If you want to survive, let alone take off your clothes, it’s not impossible to try if there is no lower limit.

But now I feel a little shy.

This thing is really terrible.

Be calm and calm, forget about things and me.

I closed my eyes and silently recalled what the Zen master taught me when I went to Mount Putuo some time ago, and then I reached out and unzipped the zipper of my brother's clothes.

After taking off the coat, there is still a close-fitting vest inside. If I can still lift my orchid fingers so that I don't touch my brother's body when I take off the coat, then it is MISSIONIMPOSSIBLE now.

I lifted the hem of my brother's clothes and pulled it up carefully, as gently as if I was peeling the shell of a raw egg. When I rolled my brother's clothes up to my neck, he suddenly glanced at me, In an instant, my face burned up, and I wanted to explain that I was not playing hooligans with him, but I didn't know how to explain it. Fortunately, my brother didn't bother with it, and closed his eyes again as if he was very tired.

I could feel his body temperature rising as the fish pecked at his skin, and the unicorn tattoo slowly emerging from his body.

Then I looked down, knowing that I was about to face the second problem besides the vest-pants.

The process is still similar, so I don't need to go into details, the difference is that this time I took my little brother's hand and directly touched his body, which gave me a throbbing feeling like an electric shock.

And I don't want to think about where this throbbing comes from.

Finally, I took off all my brother's clothes.

I wrapped my clothes in a package and hung them on my body, because considering the two-meter-wide partition between the pool and the ground outside, I felt that it would not be appropriate to throw the clothes over there.What's more, due to the buoyancy of the water itself, it is not very heavy to hold a stuffy oil bottle and hang his clothes on his arms.

The only thing that really weighs more than a thousand junctures is my heart.

At this moment, Poker Bottle has no protection all over his body, like a baby in swaddling clothes, like a god bathed in holy water.

And I dare not look at him.

And I have distracting thoughts.

It's so unbearable, but I have to admit that I feel that my distracting thoughts, together with my eyes that dare not go below the horizontal line because of distracting thoughts, are a kind of blasphemy to this person in my arms at the moment.

But it's impossible for me not to look at my brother's situation.

I turn my head stiffly, making sure I'm looking over his shoulder, then look down.

Facing those deep pool-like eyes.

The first reaction made me almost throw the Poker Bottle out, but his gaze made me calm down after being too nervous.

"I'm sorry." I said awkwardly.

"What are you sorry for?" Poker Bottle asked.