I watched the three men busy cleaning up the pile of seafood shells on the table.
If it weren't for the fact that there were serious things to do at night, my father would have wanted to take Guo Mingze and Uncle Duan for a drink.
The clock was eleven o'clock, and I was ready to get up and go into the house to get what I needed for the next day.
Everyone waited, not even daring to come out of the atmosphere, and their eyes followed my every move.
Back in my room, I checked what I needed again, and after making sure there were no problems, I went straight to the living room.
"Master, let's start later, are you ready?"
I asked, looking at Master.
"You don't need to prepare, you can start whenever you want, Master believes in you."
Master looked at me and said with a smile.
I turned my head to look at Uncle Duan again and asked, "Uncle Duan, are you ready?"
Uncle Duan nodded, "I can do whatever you want, whatever you say, I will do it." ” I looked at the group, let out a long breath, and nodded, making sure I was ready.
"Okay, then let's start now, Master and Uncle Duan listen to my orders, Dad and Guo Mingze just stay away from us and watch from a distance, and don't interrupt me by talking during the period."
I watched as everyone called the shots.
Dad and Guo Mingze stood up and quickly hid to the side.
I opened the cloth bag, then opened the cloth bag, took out all the things wrapped by my grandmother inside, and then looked at Guo Mingze and said, "I remember seeing an alcohol stove before, can you help me bring it?"
Guo Mingze nodded, hurriedly went to help me find it, and handed me a lighter.
Actually, it's not an alcohol stove, it's supposed to be that kind of aromatherapy lamp, and there are some kind of small plates on it.
It just so happened that I put all the things my grandmother gave me on that small plate and slowly baked them over a simmer below.
After it was dried, I grinded it into powder, took a few drops of blood from Uncle Duan, mixed it together, and let Master drink it.
Even if the preliminary work is done, all that remains is to let Uncle Duan and Master sit face to face and start giving the two of them Yang Qi.
The whole process everyone looked at me and didn't dare to make a sound, and they all watched my movements seriously.
The aromatherapy oven worked very well, and the things were dried quickly, so I took a clean paper towel, cooled the dried things slightly, put them on the paper towel, and crushed them little by little with the ashtray on the table.
After turning into powder, I carefully found a cup and poured it in.
Then he looked at Uncle Duan and said, "Uncle Duan, come here, I need to take a few drops of your blood." ” Uncle Duan didn't even think about it, he walked directly towards me, rolled up his sleeves and stretched his arms towards me.
His action frightened me, and at the same time, Master was frightened.
"What are you doing," Master shouted as he looked at Uncle Duan loudly.
I was afraid that Master would suddenly regret it, so I immediately explained, "No, no, no, just use your fingers, you don't need your arms at all." ” When Master heard me say this, he was not so nervous, but his eyes kept staring at Uncle Duan.
"Oh, I thought it was a lot of blood, thinking it would be better to put some blood on my arm."
Uncle Duan looked at me innocently and smiled.
I also looked at Uncle Duan and smiled, and I also laughed at him for being too real, it was really for the sake of Master, he was willing to do anything. aa2705221: