Someone persuaded Lu Sheng to ask a guy to help, but he smiled and declined.

He opened the door very early every day, when it was gray, until it was dark.

Sometimes, when there were few patients, he would blow it with a windmill, and the wrinkles on his face would slowly stretch with his smile.

He thought life would go on like this. But one day, he heard rumors that the Zhong family had suffered from the plague.

The plague is very powerful, and it is said that it first spread from the place where Zhong Quan was on an errand, and the Zhong family died and walked. The only old lady is nowhere to be found.

Lu Sheng hurriedly paid someone to drive the ox cart to take him, but by the time he arrived, the Zhong family was already empty, and there was no one left.

Reluctantly returned to the hospital, Lu Sheng asked around for news from the Zhong family, but there was no more news.

Until a year later ....

On his way back from going to the market to buy vegetables, he saw Xu Zijun sitting on the stone steps on the side of the street.

She was wearing a very shabby padded jacket, her body was very dirty, and her hair and face and hands were covered with thick dirt.

The face is also very bad, it is the abnormal sallow and pale.

"Uncle...."

Xu Zijun also looked up and saw Lu Sheng.

"Why are you here?" Lu Sheng dropped the food and quickly spent some money to hire someone to carry her to the medical hall.

Xu Zijun's body has been severely swollen, and he doesn't know how long he has been sick.

Lu Sheng asked someone to clean her body and change her clothes. Then he personally prepared a medicinal soup for her and drank it carefully for her every day.

But the disease in her body is only secondary, and the real cause is the total failure of her internal organs, which is the natural lifespan of her internal organs when the years have come.

She is very old and has experienced too many ups and downs, and it is a miracle that she has survived until now.

barely lasted for more than ten days, Xu Zijun's breath became weaker and weaker, and she really couldn't hold it anymore.

"Uncle .... What do you say people live for all their lives?"

Lu Sheng added a charcoal stove to her, trying to make the whole bedroom warmer.

Hearing her speak, Lu Sheng slowly moved to the hospital bed.

"I don't know?" he smiled, "I thought, since God has let us live, let's live well, and it won't be in vain to come to this world." ”

"I've always wanted to live well. Xu Zijun also smiled. "I can't live well...."

"It's okay.... OK.... I didn't feel sorry for the Zhong family, I didn't feel sorry for my father.... It's a pity that my whole son..."

Suddenly, a colic spread from her heart.

Xu Zijun held Lu Sheng's hand tightly, lay on his back on the hospital bed, and suddenly saw the windmill on the medicine cabinet slowly turning. For a while, old tears were rampant.

She suddenly recalled a lot, and she still remembered that when she was a child, she took her brother's hand and ran in and out of the medical hall, and the windmill in her hand turned so beautifully....

"Uncle.... Uncle..."

"Sleep, sleep.... You're already tired. Lu Sheng held her hand tightly. My eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Yes, she didn't feel sorry for anyone, the only thing she was sorry for was herself.

Xu Zijun's thin hands trembled slightly, and his strength became bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, her pupils dilated, her whole body froze, her hand suddenly let go, and she no longer had any strength.

Lu Sheng sat silently on the side, and patted Xu Zijun's hand with both hands.

Xu Zijun's funeral was empty, the plague had already made her lose all her relatives, Lu Sheng just bought a coffin, found someone to make a simple cemetery, and buried it.

Back at the medical hall, the three windmills on the medicine cabinet were plugged in side by side, and the breeze blew and the windmills turned. Lu Sheng walked over and gently took off the windmills one by one. After thinking about it, he plugged it back into the corner of the medicine cabinet.

As time passed, he returned to his usual daily medical visits.

I don't know how long it took, but the snow swept through the town overnight, paving everything in sight with silver white.

"Grandpa Lu. What's that?" a two-year-old girl cried out in a milky voice, pointing to the windmill on the medicine cabinet.

Lu Sheng was checking her father's pulse when he heard the voice and glanced up.

"That's a windmill. He replied with a gentle smile.

"Does Grandpa like windmills?" the girl continued.

"yes.... Grandpa likes it very much...."Lu Sheng smiled and replied.

"Bing'er, don't bother grandpa. The stern father on the side reprimanded in a low voice.

"Oh....." the little girl pouted, not daring to speak.

Lu Sheng walked over and took down a windmill and wanted to hand it to Bing'er. But the little girl was very sensible, and shook her head and refused to take it.

Lu Sheng was helpless, so he put the windmill back in its place.

A few days later, the girl came again, following her father for a follow-up visit, only this time with a brand new windmill in her hand.

"Grandpa, this is for you. ”

Lu Sheng was preparing medical tools, and when he saw the red windmill in her hand, he was suddenly stunned.

He hesitated, did not refuse, replaced the windmill with a small sugar cake and Bing'er, and then carefully inserted the new windmill next to the previous three-pole windmill.

The breeze was blowing, and the four-pole windmill was newer than the other, and the original one was already yellowed in color.

Lu Sheng put down his hand, looked at this row of windmills, and suddenly felt something crack in his heart.

He calmed down, continued to see Bing'er's father, then closed the hospital and slowly left the town alone.

Re-came to the old site of the Xu family.

The original mansion has been replaced by a new family, and the old trees in it have also grown new shoots.

In the heavy snow, you can faintly hear the cry of a baby inside. There was also the sound of adults singing softly.

Lu Sheng stood quietly in front of the mansion, listening to the sound inside, as if something in his heart was getting brighter and clearer.

I don't know how long he stood there, but he suddenly chuckled under his breath.

The laughter grew louder and louder.

Slowly, his hair turned gray and blue, getting younger and younger. The originally hunched back quickly straightened up.

The wrinkles on his face quickly dissipated, and he regained his youthfulness, and his cloudy eyes quickly became clear and sharp, and in a short time, he returned to the peak body of his twenties.

"I see... I see!" Lu Sheng laughed and turned to leave into the distance, without the slightest nostalgia.

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Moon King's Mansion.

The Moon King slowly pulled the blanket off his knees and pulled it up a little more.

It's been decades .... The Xiya Dynasty disintegrated a long time ago, and now the warlords in various places are divided, and the Moon King Mansion barely has a place in this troubled era because of the command of the army, coupled with the support of the Crane King Cave behind it.

But that's about it.

After the fall of General Shenwu, warlords from all over the country claimed to be kings and hegemons, and disputes were endless.

The Moon King was already over a hundred years old, and if it weren't for the Crane King Cave secret method to help him prolong his life, he might have gone a long time ago.

But as he gets older, he doesn't have much to dominate, he just wants to live by keeping his little inheritance.

Now the only thing he regrets is that his son cultivates the Tao, and after decades of leaving, he has almost forgotten what Xiaojing looked like at that time.

"His Royal Highness the Moon King. The white pine nut was dressed in plain white, with long sleeves fluttering, and slowly approached the courtyard.

As a demon king, he has a high-level true qi infused by Lu Sheng, coupled with a high-level cultivation of the Dao Sutra, and now his cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated.

From a distance, it looks like a noble son, otherworldly, and up close, it is picturesque and has a cold temperament.

In particular, a little vermilion hook in the center of the eyebrows adds a touch of charm to the indifference.

"You're coming to see me again, this old man?" the Moon King already knew the identity of Bai Songzi.

But for him, these demon clans with pure feelings are more trustworthy than people.

Good is good, bad is bad, and the demon race is far more straightforward than humans.

"The people of the Qingwang Mansion have already found out behind it, it is the undetermined sect of the Daomen. Bai Songzi said lightly. "I've probably been a little busier lately, so I think I'll have less time to see you. ”

"It's okay, it's business. Qingwangfu and we are inseparable, and after so many years of fighting, we are finally about to show our heels. The Moon King sighed. "I just don't know what this indefinite religion is....."

"One of the sects of the Dao. Bai Songzi said in a deep voice.

"Is it very strong?" the Moon King was stunned.

"Very strong. Bai Songzi replied calmly. "But we can't get into their eyes for the time being, whether it's our Moon King's Mansion or Qingwang's Mansion, it's just a small fight for them. ”

"That's good.... That's good...."The Moon Lord breathed a sigh of relief.

“.......”

Bai Songzi looked at the Moon King's relaxed appearance, but after all, he still didn't say anything about the fact that the Wuding Sect had sent someone to do it.

"It's been freezing here lately, and the weather isn't very good, so I've built a mansion in the south, so you might as well move over and recuperate. He spoke up again.

"It's fine. It's useless for me to stay here alone anyway. The Moon King smiled helplessly. "I just don't know where Jing'er is now....." He remembered his only son who left alone that year.

"Adults are naturally safe and sound, we can all feel that. Bai Songzi replied.

"That's good...."The Moon King didn't dare to think about it, the people around him left one by one, and now only he was left, and there were two girls, Yuan Yuanyuan and Yuan Liuliu, to take care of.

Bai Songzi was silent and didn't speak, but just bowed slightly and turned to leave.

For him, Lu Sheng is the one who gave him a new life, so Lu Sheng's father's family is naturally a place he must protect.

For decades, he has been steadily guarding the Moon King's Mansion.

Originally, he always thought that this kind of life could last for a long, long time. But since five years ago, when the Wuding Sect really made a move, everything has changed.

He had worked very hard to make the Moon King Mansion Crane King Cave avoid participating in the battle between the two great gates, but the two behemoths were fighting, and the aftermath alone was not something that the Moon King Mansion could bear.

After holding on for so many years, the battles between the Spring and Autumn Sect and the Wuding Sect have escalated one after another, and now they have reached a point where he is completely unable to touch.

A while ago, the fourth surrender order of the Undetermined Sect arrived.

No matter what means are used this time, it is estimated that there will be no delay.