Chapter 18: Nothing is more tragic than Bedwetting... (2/2)

Yan Mo really wants to die once, but he is afraid that if he can't die. He can only enjoy the pain of death, and he can't enjoy the permanent peace brought by death. He always felt that this scum punishment is more serious than him. The reformation guide can definitely do this super-defective thing.

If I die here, is it the end of the reformation? He really wants to ask a guide on this issue.

Thinking of two more questions about the opportunity to ask, Yan Mo was a bit hesitant, and he had three times chances to ask for something. He had already used it once, only two times are remained. As a person who likes to maximize profits, he does not want to squander the remaining two chances. The only opportunity that cannot be wasted is to ask a question he can infer.

Well, I still didn't ask. In this horrible primitive society, even if he doesn't kill himself, he should have a lot of chances of dying. He will know if he can die completely or not.

Yan Mo waited for a while, he was so sleepy, but he didn't want to fall asleep like this, he was not good, and he didn't want to make others better.

Yuan Zhan finally came back. When he came back, he looked at the boy's eyes with enlightenment and a little vigilance.

Yan Mo looked at the youth, to give him medical treatment is no longer the case, but ahead of the other opening, another mention something to make young people more concerned about things:. ”I want to know where to find salt”

Then he will be completely relaxed spirit, this relaxation, will make someone immediately fell asleep like a coma.

”What do you say?!” A big hand full of strength quickly grabbed him, but unfortunately he didn't wake Yan Mo up for a long time.

Yan Mo had some sensation at first, but when he was pretending to sleep he really slept.

It's not easy for him to be able to find it today. On this day, he was not only forced to do the same thing, but he had to cut off his already healed legs to save his life and then he was bleeding with his injured leg. Fighting with the old priest's menace, he will not only have to give himself treatment, but also have to worry about the injury on the the bastard violent criminal...

Under all kinds of torments, he not only did not collapse, but also had a rational analysis and could also hang on to a person before going to sleep. He really deserved the super-powerful sleep. Does he admire himself?

”Yan Mo! You wake up...” Yuan Zhan looked at the boy's miserable face he unable to shake him awake, he did not think that the boy was sleeping only when he really could not support it.

Forget it, I will wait until tomorrow and ask him again. Yuan Zhan laid down on his bed with a full stomach, and as Yan Mo expected, this night, Yuan Zhan didn't sleep well.

On the following day, Yuan Zhan got up early in the morning and started to wake up Yan Mo.

After waking up, he felt a bit wrong, and touched his ass. As a result, it was tragedy. He didn't know what he was touching

”Get up” Yuan Zhan outside heard the question.

Yan Mo calmly put his hand down and rubbed it on the hay. Inexperienced, he should had clean his wound with medicine yesterday, not just wipe the surface indiscriminately, shame or something, there is really no need here!

Yuan Zhan came in and smelled the smell. He took a look and laughed on the spot. ”How did you get to wet the bed? How old are you?”

Yan Mo was sullen.

Yuan Zhan didn't feel that it was a problem to him. He was not too dirty. He picked up the boy and patted his ass and went out to clean him.

Some people have walked outside, and none of the people passing by felt that their behavior is strange, and no one looked at them.

Washing Yan Mo and put it on the side of the water tank. Yuan Zhan went in and packed the boy's bed, rolled it into a roll and threw it at the door.

”This time I can change to a complete good fur skin bed, I will increase the bed, we will sleep together later, the winter is coming, two bodies squeezing and sleeping its more warm. These skins are too bad, I kept the original ones I planned to use it in the winter.”

Yan Mo said that he didn't care, but in the end he still didn't pull it. He pretended to look at his wounds and bow down to the youth.

Huh? Looking at this, Yan Mo felt paralysed.

His healing rate seems to be accelerating again.

The previous injury, plus the two days he was unconscious, it took about seven days to recover, and it seems this one will only take a few days?

Yan Mo looked at the wound and made assumptions according to the degree of healing. If his guess is correct, he thought that maybe he would stand up and walk again in three to four days.

How is this going? This body...

Yan Mo didn't feel happy, he only felt fear. He even thought, how can this body's nutrition keep up with his healing speed become faster in the future?

As Yuan Zhan turned, he immediately tied the board with a straw rope.

This can't stop the youth for a long time, but before he can think about how to control the youth, the later he can let the other party know the better.

”You said last night that you know where to find salt?” Yuan Zhan tore a piece of fresh barbecue and handed it to Yan Mo. His voice was very low.

Yan Mo took the piece of meat and took it.

”Yan Mo?”

Yan Mo smiled and whispered: ”Dear master, have you forgotten that I am a salt mountain son?”