Song Xiao dropped the brocade box that Yun Mo gave to Murong Xiaogongzi in the ghost cha road, and the little prince was very dissatisfied with this, chased Song Xiaoman into the courtyard, and pressed him to sign a series of unequal treaties as compensation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It wasn't until Qian Zilu came to invite the little boy away that Song Xiao finally got out of the sea of suffering.

Song Xiao dragged his broken leg and sat beside Yun Mo, complaining with a bitter face, "Lord Wang, you don't really want to marry this tigress home, do you?"

Yun Mo had lunch while reviewing the copywriting, and took the time to reply to him, "Do you want to provoke her." ”

Song Xiao was extremely aggrieved, "I don't want to go into that road!"

Yun Mo put down the copywriting and glanced at him, "Has Mu Ling found the entrance?"

Song Xiao shook his head, "Brother Ling has seen a few places, he said that it may be that we changed the direction of the ghost road when we flooded the tunnel, and the current entrance is not the same as the one I entered before." ”

Yun Mo picked up the teacup and rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth and stood up and walked out, "Let Mu Ling find the entrance as soon as possible, and you must be ahead of Feng'er." ”

"Why?" Song Xiao followed behind and didn't quite understand, why did he still guard against the little boy?

"Now that the king has returned, there is no need to give it to her again. ”

Qian Zilu invited Murong Lingfeng to the main courtyard, and Boss Qian's youngest son had been taken back to the mansion from the tunnel.

The little boy looked at the child lying on the bed, he was obviously three years old, but he was only the size of a one-year-old child, and he had been unconscious since the full moon.

The eighth aunt took care of the child by the bedside with all her heart, and when she thought that the child had suffered this disaster because of herself, the eighth aunt's heart was sour, and the tears in the corners of her eyes kept falling.

Murong Lingfeng glanced at her, she was indeed a kind mother, no wonder Qian Zixi would treat her as filial piety as her mother.

"The two Venerables treated him in time, and used the Yang Seeking Grass to hang his breath, this child will be blessed if he does not die. Murong Lingfeng asked Qian Zilu to hold the candlestick and carefully look at the lines on the child's hands, "There is still help, I will use a golden needle to expel poison for him, and then take it with herbal medicine, and he will wake up in three days." ”

Aunt Eight and Qian Zilu finally smiled when they heard this, "But he suffered from this before his mind was fully developed, and I am afraid that his mind will be different from that of ordinary children." ”

The eighth aunt covered her mouth and sobbed, "Divine doctor ......"

"Divine doctor, as long as the child can wake up, no matter what he becomes, the old man will support him for the rest of his life!" Boss Qian was helped into by Qian Zixi, his body has recovered most of it, but his vocal cords are damaged, and I am afraid that he will have to be dumb when he speaks in the future. However, for Boss Qian, it is already a great luck to be able to pick up a life.

Aunt Eight saw Boss Qian turn around and hide aside, she had done so many wrong things, where did she still have the face to see the master.

Boss Qian came over and held Aunt Eight's hand, "Liuqin, I've suffered you in the past three years." ”

Aunt Eight couldn't hold back after all, and threw herself into Boss Qian's arms, "Master!"

Murong Lingfeng pulled out the needle for the child, prescribed another prescription, and withdrew from the house, she was not interested in watching this kind of family bitter ethics drama.

Qian Zixi gave her sister a look, asked her to come over to accompany her parents, and chased Murong Lingfeng out of the door, "Little boy go slowly!" Qian Zixi followed her in a few steps and walked side by side with her. "Zixi wants to ask Childe about a person. ”

Murong Lingfeng raised his eyes to look at her, "I'm not familiar with Mu Ling, he is a member of the Holy Prince's army. But listening to what they said, Mu Ling should be a member of the Mu family. What's the matter, you're going to recognize a young master, too?"

Qian Zixi smiled, "How did Childe see that I was also a teacher from the Mu family?"

"Those authentic and secret door repair techniques are all from the Mu family, a tomb robber clan, and these are much stronger than Xu Lian's foreign kung fu. In fact, Mu Ling also saw it, he just didn't say it. The person who taught you should have some status in the Mu family, unlike Xu Lian, who is a half-ass. ”

Qian Zixi sighed, "If the master hadn't been expelled from the house, the young master would probably have to call her aunt." Master wants to return to the Mu family all his life, but it's a pity that ...... Alas!"

"Then go to Mu Lingbei, anyway, now he is left alone in the Mu family, and with more family to accompany him, I don't think he will object. "Listening to Qian Zixi's meaning, her master probably made some big mistake, otherwise how could she still be expelled from the house? But listening to the character of the big lama, who laughs all day long, as long as it is not the crime of killing people and setting fire to deceive the teacher and destroying the ancestors, he should be forgiven.

Qian Zixi thought for a while, "Let's wait a little longer, the young master has been busy lately." ”

Murong Lingfeng also nodded, but no, in the past few days, Yun Mo and the four of them have lost weight by not eating well and sleeping well, thinking that they worked so hard when they were asleep, the little boy felt sorry for them.

"That's right, Childe. Do you know the ghost way?" Qian Zixi asked suddenly.

Murong Lingfeng was stunned, "You're also looking for ghosts?"

Qian Zixi shook his head with a smile, "It's the young master who is looking for a ghost, I'm just asking in passing." ”

Murong Lingfeng pondered while walking, Yun Mo only mentioned a word, and didn't say anything to ask her to help find it, it seems that there is still a cat here. Thinking about it, only the brocade box that Song Xiao threw in the ghost errand road had some connection with them. Yun Mo asked Song Xiao to send it before, but Song Xiao didn't send it, and the prince didn't blame him, but sent a sigh of relief, and now he is looking for it in private, it seems that he doesn't want to give it to her. The little boy became more and more curious about what was inside. She suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and she had a bottom in her heart, probably guessing what Yun Mo was sending.

The corners of Murong Lingfeng's mouth hooked up a knowing smile, "Mu Ling is also a solid-eyed person, so he can find which life to go to so aimlessly!"

Qian Zixi's eyes lit up, "Does Childe really know where the ghost is?"

Murong Lingfeng dragged her out of the Qian Mansion, "Let's go, accompany me to the street to have a look, maybe we will meet while walking." ”

Most of the Xuzhou Mansion was destroyed, and Song Ye was organizing the government and the Iron Cavalry Army to renovate the house. The street was dusty, and the little boy was about to return as soon as he walked out a few dozen meters, and happened to run into Song Xiao, who was pestering his brother.

Song Xiao was angry when he remembered what happened just now, and when he saw that the prince was not here, he pointed at Sang and scolded Huai in a weird manner, "Some people are squeamish, they have been pampered since childhood, they can only stay in the greenhouse, and they will sneeze when the dust is big!"

"It's not," Murong Lingfeng propped his chin and didn't look at him squarely, "I've let my family take care of the disabled, I don't even know the road, and I don't know where to run through an alley!"

Song Xiao bared her teeth and looked at her, eager to pounce on her and bite twice. Song Ye pulled his hair behind him, "You are still young, you know how to stir up trouble." Go back with the little boy, don't make a mess for me here!"

Murong Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and looked at him--let's say it!

Song Xiao pouted angrily, "What are you going back for!" There is a refugee camp in front, Brother Ah Jin and Grandpa Qingya are busy inside, aren't you a miracle doctor? ”

Murong Lingfeng tiptoed and looked, and sure enough, there was a makeshift tent in front of him. The little boy originally wanted to come and see it, but since it's all here, let's go. Qian Zixi took a wet handkerchief to her, and Murong Lingfeng covered her mouth and nose, finally feeling better.

The little divine doctor was naturally deeply loved when she came to the refugee camp, and thanks to the protection of Qian Zixi and Song Xiao, she was able to get out of the people who thanked her. As soon as Chu Jin heard that she was coming, he hurriedly greeted her and took her to the main tent, "Why are you here? Didn't the prince go back to see you?" he raised Murong Lingfeng's arm to check her pulse as he spoke, and only relieved when he saw that she was in good spirits, "Seven days, you can really sleep!"

Murong Lingfeng withdrew his hand and looked at the net outside the curtain of the tent, "What about those monsters?"

"The village of Quanxi is arranged in the ten tents on the left, but the people are more or less afraid of them, so they rarely come out and walk. The food was all sent in by the Iron Cavalry. After Chu Jin finished speaking, he pointed to the back on the left side, "The group of the Wanniang Tower are all in the eighteen tents behind, because they are afraid that they will suddenly go out and hurt people, so they are all tied up." ”

Murong Lingfeng was surprised, "There are more people in the Yunniang Pagoda than in Quanxi Village?"

"No! I counted three hundred and twenty people! Most of them were mentioned in the martial arts. I said that the rivers and lakes have been so calm recently, and those who have been in trouble for a long time have been folded here. Chu Jin sighed, "Oh, by the way, Song Ye also searched out more than three hundred women from the Niangniang Temple, and placed them next to them, do you want to go and have a look?"

Murong Lingfeng glanced at him, "I'm not a disciple, what do I have nothing to do with women?"

Chu Jin didn't care if she liked it or not, and dragged her over there, "You can see it when you see it, these women are even weirder than those monsters!"

Chu Jin lifted the curtain and motioned for her to enter. Murong Lingfeng walked in curiously, and sure enough, he saw more than twenty women sitting in the tent, but these twenty or so women all sat quietly as if they didn't see her, without movement or expression. Murong Lingfeng ran up to a woman and waved her hand, and the woman's eyes didn't even blink. Chu Jin turned his head to look at the sundial on the open ground, and patted the little boy's shoulder, "It's almost time, don't be scared." ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at him in confusion, and just wanted to ask to understand, he saw more than twenty women suddenly standing up together, walking around the house with lotus steps, the distance of each person's walk is not large, and they will turn around and come back about two or three steps away, as if they have calculated, no one will bump into anyone. The weirdest thing is that their eyes are always looking straight ahead, without a trace of sparkle.

"How's that? it's scary!" Chu Jin took her to look at the two or three tents in the back, the situation inside was the same as the first one, the women were all walking back and forth expressionlessly, "Since I came out of them, they have been like this, they start to walk non-stop as soon as the time comes, and then sit on the chair to rest when the time comes." The scariest thing you haven't seen yet, they even have time to eat. At first, we didn't know it, but we had seen them chewing and swallowing the air with their own eyes. ”

"These people have no mind of their own, they don't even have their own bodies, everything is arranged. They were marionettes tied to ropes. ”