When Hua Weirong returned home, his father was still doing carpentry.

There is a son in the east of the village who got married and wanted to make solid wood furniture.

The craftsmanship of painting Nian'en is very good, and the processing fee is not expensive, and the furniture he beats is said by the villagers to be much better than what is sold in the city, and it is more affordable. So whenever there is this kind of work, I will come to take care of the painting Nian'en.

"Rong Rong is back? Do you have a headache again? ”

Seeing the slight appearance of the painting, the painting Nianen stopped what he was doing and asked with concern.

Hua Weirong shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

Saying that, she went in and looked at Lin Chengxia again, Lin Chengxia was asleep, but she didn't sleep well, and her face was ugly.

Coming out of the house and yelling, Hua Weirong went out again.

Looking at the back of the painting Weirong, the painting Nianen sighed slightly.

He knew that this child must have suffered a lot, so he would close himself, he thought that after so many years of getting along, this child had completely integrated with this family, but ......

Hua Weirong ignored the idea of painting Nian'en, she still had one more thing to do.

Now this body is too weak, and the only good thing is that the meridians of the body are very transparent.

However, it is precisely because the body's meridians are transparent that various impurities are easier to enter.

The first thing she had to do was to re-dredge the meridians in her body, so that the speed at which she absorbed spiritual power would also speed up, and the speed of her cultivation would naturally speed up!

Painting Weirong is a little helpless, the aura of this world is too thin, if she doesn't start from herself, she is afraid that she will not be able to cultivate to the foundation in a hundred years!

Not wanting the painter to worry about it, her herbs were not brought into the house, but outside.

In the memory of the painting, there is a mountain behind the village.

Because of the autism of painting Weirong, she doesn't communicate with others, so her brother Hua Yihan often takes her to the back mountains to play.

Hua Weirong soon arrives at her and her brother's secret base.

Here is a small valley with a pool of water in the middle, which is very deep. It is surrounded by a solid cliff wall with a cave in the middle.

This small valley is not too far from the village, but it has been haunted.

If a person drowns, the body will swell due to soaking in water, and eventually rise to the surface.

However, it is said that there were once villagers who accidentally fell into a waterhole and never came up again......

This happened more than once, so the rumors of haunting here gradually spread, and children did not dare to come and play.

Painting Yihan is also very taboo here, but I don't know why, Hua Weirong stubbornly likes it here, although Yihan is scared, but he wants to protect his sister more, so he has no choice but to compromise.

As a result, this valley became a secret base for the siblings.

There's even a pot stove made of stones for two people, and some improvised tools.

Hua Weirong followed his memory and skillfully found the cave, as well as the pot stove and the dry firewood placed on the side.

Burn the fire and boil the medicine.

These medicinal materials are actually ordinary medicinal materials, which are very common, but the proportion of medicinal materials is unbelievable, and the purpose of painting micro-appearance is also simple, that is, to wash away the impurities of your own meridians!

In fact, if you have enough spiritual power, it is the most effective and cleanest to rinse with spiritual power.

But there is no way, now there is no spiritual power, so I can only use medicine to slowly rinse, and it is also effective.

After the medicine is boiled, Hua Weirong drinks a large bowl of medicine while it is hot.

Immediately after that, she began to run the mantra of the exercises.

As the minutes ticked by, the painting was sweating constantly......

Finally, when she was sweating profusely and her clothes were all wet, she suddenly opened her eyes!

The efficacy of the drug has been exhausted.

Looking at the muddy sweat stains on his body, he smiled slightly.

The recipe for this Sutra Washing and Cutting Pulp Soup was obtained by her from an ancient monk's cave mansion, and she never had the opportunity to use it. Now it seems that the effect is really good!

At this efficiency, five more times, she would be able to completely wash away the impurities in her meridians!

Look at the sun, it's almost noon.

Hua frowned slightly, and hurriedly ran back from the valley to the village.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the edge of the village, she heard the voice of the village calling her from the village!

The corners of Hua Weirong's mouth twitched slightly, but he still greeted him.

"Rongrong, where did you go, is there anything wrong?" The voice of the painter was full of anxiety.

Looking at the anxious and worried painting Nianen, the painting sighed slightly, "I have nothing to do, I went out to play." ”

Hua Nianen looked stunned, "Are you going out to play by yourself?" ”

It's no wonder that Hua Nian'en is so surprised, it's really that the painting is too silent and quiet, and he will never have his own opinions. Without the leadership of her brother Hua Yihan, she would not have run around the mountains like other children in the village.

"Hmm."

“……”

Afternoons went by quickly.

In the past, Hua Weirong was an autistic girl, and she liked to write down her feelings in her diary.

Although she now has memories of the autistic girl in the past, those memories are just pictures of events for her, just like a movie. She can see the plot happening, but she can't empathize with her inner thoughts.

And looking at these diaries is different, these are the most straightforward hearts of girls!

The diary is not long, but it is daily.

After reading it, Hua Weirong felt that she liked the autistic little girl in the past.

Her heart is so pure!

Painting Weirong couldn't help but sigh with emotion, in the past, she experienced the destruction of her family, experienced the most cruel survival rules in the cultivation world, stepped on the river of blood in the world, and finally cultivated a perfect state of mind, and survived the catastrophe to become a cultivator in the Mahayana period, or she can be called a half-immortal.

In this way, her heart is full of waves, because there is nothing between heaven and earth that can shake her heart.

However, what about the painting of this world?

The cruelty she experienced was simply unbearable at her age.

It can already be seen from her pain to the closure of her heart. However, this girl's heart is so pure.

Even after experiencing so much pain that she couldn't bear, she still automatically filtered out those things that made people sad and angry, and the whole person was strangely peaceful and indifferent!

From this point of view, the state of mind of the two people is really different. If the painting of this world realm is slight, if you go to the cultivation realm, with this state of mind, you will definitely be able to step on the top of the cultivation path!

She is ruthless and fearless because of killing, and she is peaceful because she is pure, true, perfect and beautiful......

Now, she is who she is, she is also her, good, good!

At this moment, Hua Weirong really felt that she was her in this world!

She slowly closed her eyes, and the exercises in her body were silent and automatic.

The wisps of aura in the air poured into her meridians many times faster than before, washing her meridians and nourishing her limbs......

"Dr. Du, why are you here?" The sound of painting Nian'en sounded in the courtyard.

"Brother Painting, I've thought of a way to save my sister-in-law."

"Really?" Hua Nianen's voice was extremely excited.

Saying that, Du Wuxian and Hua Nianen had already walked into the house.

When he saw the painting, Du Wuxian's eyes revealed a hint of complexity.

"Draw big brother, this is a medicinal herb, three bowls of water fried into one bowl of water. I'm going to give my sister-in-law acupuncture, just let Rong Yatou go in with me. Du Wuxian suddenly spoke.

Hua Nianen hesitated.

Hua Weirong looked at his father with a firm gaze, "Don't worry." ”

I don't know why Lu Dao is, but when he came into contact with his daughter's eyes, his heart suddenly settled down. It's like the sky is falling, and nothing will happen!

Hua Weirong took Du Wuzhi into the inner room.

The summer night came late, the sun had not yet set, and the house was well lit.

"Sister-in-law, I've figured out a way to cure your illness. Acupuncture. It may hurt a little, but bear with me! Du Wuxian didn't talk nonsense, and said directly.

Lin Chengxia's eyes also flashed with excitement, "Doctor Du, really?" Is there really a cure for my disease? ”

"I'm 90% sure!"

The excitement in Lin Chengxia's eyes was even worse, and she was speechless, "I...... I ......"

"Okay, sister-in-law, don't talk, I'm going to start administering needles."

Du Wuxi took out his own acupuncture tools, which were different from the ones he used to treat people during the day, this set was a golden needle.

Looking at this set of golden needles, I know that Du Wuzhi has a lot of ability!