Seeing that Feng Ling and Lan Feng both insisted on looking at him, the garden owner Yi Ren pondered for a while, and then said, "There is a medicine that can indeed suppress the madness. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"There is a strange poisonous medicine in the clan land, which is called ghost grass. The ghost grass has seven colors in its life, and the seven-colored ghost grass can be used to repel poison. However, this ghost grass is very difficult to find, and there is no one in the Heavenly Chosen Garden..."

"Where can we find ghost grass? I'll go find it! He spoke out in an instant.

Yi Ren shook his head again and again, showing helplessness: "I vainly claim to have the whole book..."

The gardener, Yi Renwu, sighed to himself: "I am not proficient in medical skills. So, I don't know where this ghost grass grows. ”

He muttered: "Besides, even if you can find it, the seven-colored ghost grass is also a medicine for nine deaths and one life, and it itself is highly poisonous, whether it can work or not, or it will aggravate the disease, this is all a later story." ”

After listening to it, his heart was like ashes: "Nine deaths and one life? Are you sure the odds of having a baby are so small? ”

"Yes......" Yi Ren mused.

"There's no other way?" The proprietress interjected.

Yi Ren shook his head: "I have tried my best to read the whole book of the Heavenly Selection Garden, and there is no other way." ”

"Then what else is there to say about nine deaths, this life is to be fought for. Except for finding the ghost grass, she can only die. The proprietress said flatly.

Still Shu naturally felt that this was not good, but helplessly, after a trance, he found that his mind was the same as that of the proprietress, and he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"Good!"

Yi Ren turned his head and looked at Qin Yao, whose face was becoming more and more pale on the bed, and the guilt in his heart could not be concealed: "I will go back and refer to the ancient books at this moment to see where I can find the ghost grass." ”

After Yi Ren finished speaking, he glanced at the proprietress and walked out of the room.

The proprietress wanted to say more, but she still said without replying: "Please go out too." ”

The proprietress hesitated for a moment, hesitated, and finally asked, "Blue Wind...... Is the rattle still on you? ”

Still Shu looked up and saw the tentative and inquiring eyes of the proprietress , which were not sharp at all, but seemed to be asking for someone.

Still Shu sneered: "What kind of magic weapon?" Is it worth it? I took it and cut off your wealth? ”

The proprietress didn't say anything, but continued to whisper: "I want to see it." ”

Still Shuben still wanted to be angry with her, but at this moment he had no anxiety and irritability in his heart that he had never felt before, and it was the time when he needed to vent. But as soon as I turned my head, I saw that no matter how sarcastic she was, the proprietress had a very gentle and humble look, and suddenly she couldn't lift it in one breath and lost her temper.

"What's so rare!" Still impatient, he took the red rattle out of his bosom and threw it to the ground.

"Ahh

In order to catch the rattle and prevent it from falling to the ground, the proprietress subconsciously flew out and almost grabbed the ground. After receiving it, he touched it there again, and his tears were shining.

"You... Is it with this bead that the door is opened? The proprietress approached with a rattle in her hand and pointed to one of the sparkling red beads.

Still Shu turned his head, feeling that her expression was like an idiot, and he was about to put his face back in an instant, unwilling to look at her more.

"How do you come up with that... To use this... What about the one who opened the door? The proprietress was not reconciled and continued to ask, even her voice trembling.

"Got it, can you go out?" Still said impatiently.

Now is really not the time to say anything to him, he is not in the mood, and he is naturally not in the state. The proprietress smiled bitterly a few times, didn't say a word, and walked out obediently.

After the proprietress went out, she put her hand on Minsa's wrist again, although the pulse was still chaotic and complicated, but it was a little stronger than before.

Still Shu took a deep breath, and was surprised that he was afraid that he was too nervous and felt that something was wrong. He pressed his hand to his heart, trying to calm himself down, and listened to his pulse once more.

It is indeed no longer the faint and dying breath that it was at the beginning, and he still grabbed Minsa's hand in surprise: "Little devil, you will definitely be safe!" ”

It seems that what the proprietress said is indeed true.

The pill that looked no different from ordinary medicinal herbs was also miraculous for life-saving. In less than a quarter of an hour, the pulse of the little devil can be strengthened.

At this time, he sat down under Minsa's bed, closed his eyes slightly, and remembered everything before.

Only when the little devil's situation is relieved can he squeeze out a little space in his mind and think about other things.

In his mind, the proprietress of Fang Cai appeared, trembling and clinging to the beads of the rattle and asking him, "How did you think of it... To use this... What about the one who opened the door? ”

In fact, I still can't imagine that I would use this child's play to break any mechanism that a powerful magic weapon can't open.

However, the turning point came in the illusion in the room.

At that time, he was still sitting in the organ room in the Xuanji Pavilion, and he couldn't open the door with all his magic weapons. He thought that he had fallen into the trap of the proprietress, and if she hadn't let him out, he would never have been able to get out of this room.

Then, in the inner room, a real illusion appeared in front of his eyes.

He saw a beautiful young woman using this rattle to make the baby in the bassinet laugh.

The boy struggled to get the rattle in his hand, and then he held it in both hands with his chubby white hand, one of which kept pulling on one of the beads on the rattle.

"Click."

"Click."

"Click."

……

As the little baby kept tugging at the red beads, the door to the chamber was still being spoken, opening and closing, opening and closing, opening and closing......

It was this scene that made him understand in an instant, and the beads on this rattle were the mechanism that opened the door.

At this moment, he heard a loud voice: "Heng'er, don't make any more trouble, the mechanism that Daddy just developed will be damaged by you." ”

Still shudde, he turned his head to look at the man who was speaking.

The man's voice came from the bed where he was sitting.

But when he looked left and right, he couldn't see the man. On the contrary, the beautiful woman beside the bassinet looked over when she heard the voice, and smiled coquettishly with herself.

Still Shu also followed her smile, and unconsciously a smile spread on her face.

The smile was so real and warm, in the face of the young woman, in the face of the lively white fat child......

Originally, the young and beautiful woman only showed her side face to herself, and she looked down intently to make the baby laugh, but she still felt that her eyebrows and eyes were familiar for a while.

At this moment, she smiled at herself, facing each other, still thinking, he seemed to think of who she was.

But wasn't her smile at herself the smile of a wife looking at her husband? The smile is full of warmth, happiness, peace, trust and adoration.

This young woman is the proprietress who owns this Xuanji Pavilion, this dark corridor, and this organ.

So, who are you?

Facing the soft smile of the proprietress when she was young, she still smiled and smiled, and replaced her face full of doubts...... (To be continued.) )