151 The Manuscript of Missing Thoughts
Yu Sui saw how badly he was coughing and asked with concern, "Senior, can you hold on?"
Lin Chenghai waved a hand, then brought it back to cover his mouth. He looked up and glared at Yu Sui. "I'm afraid I won't make it out alive."
"That won't do!" Yu Sui sounded anxious. "If you die, Wen Yangzhou will die too."
Lin Chenghai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "You're still hiding things from a dying man. That's not sincere. How am I supposed to believe you?"
Hearing this, Yu Sui pulled off the cloth covering her face. Her cheeks were flushed from being wrapped up, and she stared at Lin Chenghai with bright, dark eyes, her expression helpless. "Are you satisfied now, Senior?"
Lin Chenghai looked her up and down, then suddenly laughed. It wasn't Wen Yangzhou's voice, but an older man's, rough and hoarse. "Your master may be gone, but he certainly had a good eye for choosing disciples."
Yu Sui wiped her face and looked back at him in confusion.
"Blood Jade Golden Butterfly venom is powerful, but not many people know about the effects of Stealing Soul, Changing Corpse." Lin Chenghai pointed in a direction. "I need to rest before I can move. Go pick me some hemostatic herbs first."
Yu Sui asked, "Can I just use Hemostasis Pills?"
"Of course." Lin Chenghai asked, "Do you have any?"
Yu Sui took two from her Mechanism Box and handed them to him. "I bought them."
Lin Chenghai took them without hesitation. "These must have been pretty expensive."
"They were." Yu Sui nodded. "The price of one could get my Senior Martial Brother to spar with me five times."
Lin Chenghai tipped his head back to swallow the pills,