Thick clouds cover the moon, and the dark night is dark, but many rooms in the small courtyard of the Zhou family invariably reveal a faint yellow light.

When I should have slept soundly, I couldn't sleep, and I was waiting.

The little Zhou Manyun also sat upright and hugged the quilt, his hands tightly wrapped around his mother's waist, and a candlelight flashed in his black pupils, flickering and flickering.

The door creaked and was pushed open.

Mother Zhu, who seemed to run in hand and foot, grinned widely, with a happy face, and went straight to the mother and daughter next to each other, and said, "Amitabha! A good person is rewarded, but fortunately, he invited the Taoist priest home. Brother Shen looked out of danger! ”

It's okay! Du Shi, who had been held by Man Yun and couldn't get out, smiled and scolded: "Daoist saves your life, but you recite Buddhism, and you are not afraid of being blamed by the Sanqing Patriarch." ”

If you want to blame, you can blame the false Taoist! Zhou Manyun slowly let go of his hand, slumped his shoulders, and closed his eyes that wanted to cry.

It should have passed, June 21, the day when Brother Shen died in his previous life, and on this day in this life, there was one more Taoist priest in the family.

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens pay attention to saving themselves first, and then saving the heavens.

"That's it! Sister Yun, your brother Shen is fine! You can sleep too! Du touched Man Yun's soft hair affectionately, and patted his side gesturedly, his eyes full of distress.

Just after the second watch, Du Shi received the news that Brother Shen was dangerous, and the Taoist priest was administering needles and first aid.

She wanted to see it in person, but was stopped by Zhu's mother and Man Yun, and Man Yun climbed into bed barefoot after Zhu's mother went out, and hugged her until she was ugly now.

"Okay!", Man Yun responded loudly, lifted the quilt, stood up, and opened his arms to Zhu's mother.

Du shook his head and smiled, watching Mother Zhu carry Man Yun back to the Luohan bed opposite.

Since he knew that Du was pregnant, Man Yun refused to sleep with her, for fear that he would kick his brother at night, and refused to go out in separate rooms, so he had to rely on the Luohan bed under the window.

But fortunately, the child is small, and Zhu's mother or Xiaoman takes turns to sleep with him at night, and he can take care of it in one room.

Several attempts of persuasion were fruitless, and Du Shi agreed. I thought that the child's words would be forgotten after a toss, but I didn't want Man Yun's heart to be stable.

"If you want to say that Taoist priest, there are really some doorways! I don't sleep at night, as if I am waiting to save people......", blowing out the candle, Zhu's mother's big hand hugged Man Yun tightly, and her mouth was chattering with a big yawn.

"Dao Chief's medical skills are still haode ......", Zhou Manyun's low voice echoed, and was silenced in the light snoring that Zhu's mother had already sounded immediately.

Without a silent sigh, she gently circled Zhou Manyun's chest for half a turn, she closed her somewhat dry eyes, and remembered the zuihou who met Xu Ne in her previous life.

It was three days after the county lord of Qingyang recovered, and Man Yun was once again ordered to go to Siyuan, where the Northern Chu descended people, to imprison Xu Ne and ask Xu Ne what he wanted.

"Let you come, he has a heart!" , the slight sun is slanting westward, exuding Xu Ne, who is sitting in a shadow with his feet, answers the question and can't see his face clearly.

Zhou Manyun lowered his head and didn't dare to respond.

Before coming to Siyuan, she had heard rumors, and the shadows were spreading, saying that she had arranged for Man Yun to take care of the county lord of Qingyang and asked her to come to Siyuan several times, and she had the intention of giving her to the person in front of her.

Although she didn't believe it, she couldn't help but panic.

In the dark, a strand of cold flying silk covered her wrist, and the surprised voice that didn't reach her lips swallowed in Xu Ne's clear description, "Several poisons coexist, the fetus is cold, and it is difficult to conceive and form......"

On that day, she secretly left Siyuan with a white pill that was "cheap for you" and a few ink-drenched medicine lists, and she didn't mention it to anyone.

Five days later, Xu Ne, died.

Maybe...... Zhou Manyun bit his lip gently.

In his previous life, he didn't give birth to a newborn child until he was twenty-six years old, maybe it was really because he believed in Xu Ne, who had cured the county lord of Qingyang, and he had the courage to secretly eat the pill the size of a little finger.

At that time, the temptation to give birth to a child of one's own was too great. So much so that he forgot that he had to live and have to be raised, which harmed the child's life.

After a few days of rebirth, I looked at my mother and my second uncle, and I knew more about the difficulty of raising children.

However, even if this Taoist priest can save people's lives, he still has to be on guard.

Man Yun's little face smiled bitterly, carefully pulled out a small hand that was held by Zhu's mother, and bent his leg to touch the ankle of his right foot, where there was a small red dot not long ago.

In the middle of the day, Man Yun was sitting on a small stool in the clean room, waiting for Xiao Man to scoop water and wait for her to take a bath, and intuitively felt that there was a cold thin line slipping through her feet, and as soon as she pulled her trouser legs, she found a little carmine.

Bitten by a mosquito? Because the redness and swelling will disappear quickly, from Du Shi to Xiao Mandu think so, but Man Yun understands that it is not.

An unusually strange sensation, when the redness and swelling dissipate, the heat flow from the red dot into the blood veins, with the feeling of taking the bitter Xuan, even more intense.

If it weren't for the fact that the traces had disappeared without a trace, and he didn't want Du Shi to worry, Man Yun would have endured it.

Tomorrow, do you want to ask the fake Taoist priest, or is it related to the Taoist priest at all...... After thinking about it repeatedly, Man Yun couldn't resist the fatigue of his small body, and sank into a dream.

In the guest room in the front yard, in a darkness that seemed to be deeper than elsewhere, the fake Taoist priest who was constantly thinking about Zhou Manyun before going to bed was sitting cross-legged with his feet stomped.

Without the rigid Taoist attire, Xu Ne's fair face is more elegant, but the torn Taoist robe on his body exposes his strong chest, but it has a strong contrast.

In particular, there is a scorpion on top of the atrium of his left chest, which is even more hideous.

Scorpions are alive.

The whole body is transparent, the body is faint red, the knots are distinct, and the double stings that are opening and closing are darker in color, vermilion is like jade, but the deepest red is the towering scorpion tail, which is already like ink.

The scorpion tail continued to tap with Xu Ne's inaudible chirp, as if expressing strong dissatisfaction.

Xu Ne shook his head, his right palm tilted slightly, and a five- or six-inch-long cyan bamboo pipe quickly slid down from his sleeve and aimed at the little thing he was teaching. "Silver, go in!"

A ball of silver thread coiled in front of Xu Ne's body, like a flash of lightning, spiraled up rapidly along the bamboo pipe, and in an instant, the silver filament counted turns.

The small triangular head flashed with a pair of glass eyes, staring at the red scorpion, spitting out a long red letter, and constantly touching Xu Ne's arm, like a child who was mixed up, refusing to get into the tube.

The one who was called silver was a serpent, a very small serpent.

If it weren't for the color like silver, the flashing like a star, the overly petite size like enough for an earthworm, or the kind that was too hungry and thin.

"Silver! No way! Even if you want to follow her, there's no way she wants you! A thin, dark red needle quickly pierced the tail of the silver serpent.

The little snake was in pain, curled up at the tail, and was dissatisfied, but it was helpless to accept its fate and returned to its temporary shelter.

He let out a long breath and collected the red scorpion on his body, and Xu Ne's face showed an incomprehensible wry smile.

No way, he said it to the little snake silver, and he also told himself.

The world's affairs are extremely ironic.

At that time, the lord of Nanzhao believed in the fallacy, believing that using poison to nourish poison and using people to conceive snakes could make the living immortal and resurrect white bones.

Just for the greed of those in power, for more than ten years, Nanzhao has been the whole country, regardless of status, and the girls who were accepted into the palace and died in Shekou are unknown.

Five years ago, the so-called spirit snake silver finally hatched in the palace of Nanzhao, but the atrocity of the Mang royal family has been killed by the rebellious subordinates, and in the thirteenth year of Yongde was finally annexed by the Chen Dynasty, and it became the southernmost Zhaozhou in the territory of the territory.

But now, Nanzhao is gone, but in the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Chen Dynasty, he encountered the innocent Qingliu body that Nanzhao had been asking for.

Silver is ashamed of being a spiritual snake, congenitally insufficient, although it is quite spiritual, it can grow for five years, its appearance is weak, and its toxicity is average. It's just that this kind of poisonous bite on a normal child should still be able to make her faint for a while.

When they first met, Yinzi and Tong both reacted to that girl.

Yinzi even took the initiative to sneak up and bite her.

Xu Ne was suspicious, but he was ready to wait for the treatment of Zhou Manyun, who should be in a coma, but Zuihou was called to give first aid to another child, Zhou Shen.

I was busy listening to the fat woman say that her sister Yun didn't have anything to do, and she was very good, and Xu Ne was even more sure.

Even if she is not the legendary Qingliu body, it should be a good and beautiful material that has no poison in a hundred. If she was reincarnated in the barbarian girl of Nanzhao, it is estimated that those villages that used poison to serve Gu would worship her as a holy woman.

"But such a girl is from the Chen Dynasty, what do you do when she learns poison? Unless, take her far away ......", a smile, lightly evoked, Xu Ne's heart was full of thoughts.

After a while, Xu Nexiao scattered his own evil thoughts, and whispered softly.

"Poison, what's the use of poison? This thing can't make people fed, clothed and warm, and the family and country will last forever...... A famous lady, chaste and self-controlled, husband and children, is the life she should have. ”

A drop of turbid tears is contained in the corner of the eye, wanting to drop, and receiving.