The flames that danced on the red candles faded as the morning light faded into warmth, leaving only a few bright spots, flickering on the three-headed bronze candlesticks. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The big girl Chunmiao tiptoed close to the Eight Immortals square table in the middle of the room, blew out the candle flame in one breath, and the green smoke rose from the sea of candle tears.

In the Buddha shrine facing the candlestick, a statue of colored clay gold body round light Guanyin is compassionate and sad, the copper tripod eight immortals cross the sea incense burner on the long case in front of him, and the three Buddha incense sticks that are only an inch left in the furnace contain curling white smoke.

The cyan sky reflected through the window, and the house was full of smoke and clouds for a while.

"Whoa!" As soon as the bamboo curtain rang in the inner room, a thin woman with a bitter face came out, her eyes slightly swollen and her face was gray.

Chunmiao was frightened and turned back hurriedly: "Madame got up so early, why didn't she call the slaves and maids to come in to serve?" ”

The tea maid outside heard the sound in the room and hurriedly brought in the tea.

The woman shook her head and took the white-glazed lotus petal teacup: "I can't sleep, just get up!" Go and see, has Mrs. Fang come back? ”

"Yes!" Chunmiao answered, squatted down, and hurried out.

When the woman had finished speaking, she rinsed her mouth with hot tea, took three new sticks of incense from the incense box, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Go to the basin next to the desk to clean your hands, wipe them dry, put your hands together, look at Guanyin and bow three times, and muttered in your mouth: "Great mercy and great compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva, bless my daughter to return home as soon as possible, and bless my lord to be healthy!" The queen of the people, may eat fast every day and offer incense to the Buddha! ”

As soon as Chunmiao's hand put on the bronze ring of the inner courtyard door, the door was pushed open, and a figure rushed in, just hit her, and fell on her back.

"Ouch!" Both shouted at the same time.

"The girl is fine, it's all because the old slave doesn't have long eyes." The man who came in hurriedly helped her up.

As soon as Chun Miao looked at the person, she couldn't care about the pain, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, Mother Fang, go in, Madame hasn't slept all night and waited." ”

"Yes!" The woman patted her clothes and dust, and hurriedly ran inside.

"Madame, ma'am!" Before she could enter the door, she shouted: "The immortal that Grandma Ning said has been found, and it is still in that temple!" ”

The woman in the house clutched her chest and hurried to the door: "Ah! Then please come! ”

Xiangbei Yang Mansion, is a famous family in Nanyang County, although it is a merchant background, to this generation, the three sons of the family are all together, famous, and become the upstart of Nanyang.

At noon on this day, in the high-walled courtyard with three entrances and three exits, the main bedroom is simple and heavy, with a row of ebony long cabinets, a mahogany Maitreya couch, a rare display wall full of red sandalwood and many treasures, and an ebony frame bed with pine longevity.

On the bed lay a gray-haired man, with his eyes closed, his complexion blue, and his sunken cheeks, which looked like a terminally ill man.

The woman sitting at the head of the bed was the housewife of this house, the eldest lady of the Yang family, who re-styled her hair and inserted a silver comb inlaid with emerald, adding a bit of luxury.

There was a girl standing beside her, wearing a green coat and ink skirt, all of them holding their breath and silencing, not daring to speak.

Outside, there was the sound of Fang Pozi's footsteps: "Girl, please come in!" ”

Madame Yang stared at the person who came in with her eyes wide open.

Dressed in gray-blue, blue-and-white half-arms, a white old shirt with a navy blue tuan, and a navy blue tuan skirt.

She was a little disappointed, this dress was not as noble as a medium-sized maid in her family, how could there be any fairy spirit.

Looking closely, the person who came was slender, walking lightly, stepping on the ground silently, just a few steps, which made the viewer feel elegant.

Mrs. Yang bowed slightly, sure enough, she had a background, and when she saw her face again, she couldn't help but sigh a pity: such an extraordinary posture is matched with such a face.

The visitor stood in front of her, neither humble nor arrogant, looking at her quietly with a pair of oblique one-skin eyes, and bent down slightly and said, "Mrs. Yang!" ”

Mrs. Yang was excited, and she remembered who it was, and she was busy forgetting to find fault with the appearance of the person who came, so she was about to stand up and bow down: "Fairy Niangniang, they all say that you can call the wind and rain, sentence people's lives, and save my master!" Our Yang family is supported by this backbone! ”

Worship in the air, supported by a pair of show hands, and can't go down again.

The comer's quiet voice came from overhead: "Madam, polite, the slave family is not an immortal, and it cannot sentence people's lives." ”

Mrs. Yang looked up with a disappointed look on her face.

"Still." The comer said, "Let's see first, if you can save it, you should save it." ”

Mrs. Yang's heart was beating slightly, such a young ordinary ugly girl, is it really as magical as rumored?

After his lord fainted and was bedridden that day, he invited a famous doctor in Quanzhou County, and used the medicine of March, bitter and sour home remedies, but he was still dizzy and couldn't get up.

She still had a hint of hesitation, but the person who came had already walked straight to the bedside, gently lifted her sleeves, stretched out two fingers of her right hand, and put them on the veins of Master Yang's green muscles.

The qi of yin and yang traveled through the dry veins of Lord Yang, evoking new vitality.

"Excessive worry, anger and heart."

The comer said.

Mrs. Yang nodded, and the other doctors said the same.

The strength of the true qi is increased, concentrated in the heart and chest, and the depression of the blockage is cleared.

"Whew-" With a heavy breathing sound, Master Yang opened his eyes, looked at the top of the bed in confusion, and then the sound of phlegm in his throat.

Mrs. Yang's eyes widened.

"Phlegm basin." The comer said.

"Hurry!" Mrs. Yang pushed a maid beside her, and then called another person: "Help the master get up!" ”

"No, you don't." The comer stopped, "He can do it himself." ”

Mrs. Yang raised her handkerchief to cover her mouth, but the old man never got up in March!

A maid hurriedly brought a phlegm basin over.

Master Yang coughed violently, and with the cough, he elbowed the bed, raised his upper body, and leaned over to cough to the phlegm basin!

"Ahh

"Sir! Master! Mrs. Yang snatched it over, leaned on the edge of the bed, and looked at Mr. Yang excitedly.

Master Yang closed his eyes slightly, squirmed his wrinkled lips, and said softly: "Comfortable, chest, comfortable." ”

Mrs. Yang was overjoyed when she saw this, grabbed the hand of the comer, and spoke incoherently with joy: "Girl, what a fairy!" Dare to ask the girl's name, the Yang family will definitely set up a monument to the girl's longevity! ”

"Ah Xiu." The person who came was still calm: "The immortal monument is not needed, Master Yang's life should not be extinguished, so he has this vitality, but the internal worries have not been eliminated, and it is difficult to eliminate the root of the disease." ”

Master Yang leaned on the square pillow, and his eyes were red when he heard the words: "I know that my illness is out of anger." But I am afraid that the root of this disease will not be eliminated. ”

"What's the matter, sir? Tell me. Ah Xiu said.

Mrs. Yang also raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes with a silk handkerchief: "Don't hide it from the fairy girl Axiu, my family is ugly, I will spread it out today." My lord, the old man, the first three sons, finally looked forward to this daughter, raised like a baby. Who knew that three months ago, the Shoulin family in Nanyang County came to propose marriage, and the debt collector in my family actually ran away for a poor and sour talent! So far, life and death are unknown, and their whereabouts are unknown! ”

His voice turned to a low sob.

"Oh? Can Mrs. tell the lady the name and birth date? ”

Mrs. Yang listens to that, the gods have a way! Busy with a rush to report.

Ah Xiu lowered his head and groaned, pinching his fingers and reckoning.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "Master don't be angry anymore, you can get it back." The precious daughter will be back tomorrow. ”

"Tomorrow?" Master Yang sat up and said in amazement.

"Tomorrow?" Mrs. Yang put down her handkerchief and looked at Ah Xiu in disbelief.

"Man is near, tomorrow at the latest." Ah Xiu added.

The maid who was silent in the house couldn't help but whisper.

Tomorrow? The young lady who ran for three months came back on her own?

If you really know it, this person is really a god!