Liang Yun stood up comfortably and looked around. How could Po not see him? No one would come to take him away, and even if he did, he should inform her. Could it be that Po woke up?

Thinking of this, she rushed out of the door, and sure enough, she saw Ah Bao walking out of the patio barefoot, she called out to Ah Bao in surprise and hurriedly chased after her. But chasing him out of the yard didn't catch up with him.

It's too fast, why do you run so fast, that's not the speed that a child should have. That small back made Liang Yunshu feel very unfamiliar, as if something else occupied Liang Yunnan's body. She felt that something was wrong, but she didn't know what the problem was.

Her heart was beating so hard that she was so scared that she felt as if something was pulling Ah Po and making him run to a dangerous place, even directly to death.

He must be stopped, not allowed to go. She lifted her dress and ran desperately, finally stopping Po at the entrance of this alley.

Po was indeed awake, but stared blankly ahead, struggling to run forward. The cinnabar between his brows was blackened at the moment. Liang Yunshu suppressed his resistance and tried very hard to pick him up.

The moment his feet left the ground, as if he had lost some medium of connection, he finally stopped moving, and let her hold him.

She thought about it and felt that she couldn't handle the current situation alone, so she walked to the nearest courtyard, which was Liang Qian's courtyard. Liang Qian was woken up by her, and he couldn't make up his mind when he saw Ah Bao's godless situation. So she asked her to take Ah Bao back to the ancestral hall first, and he went to find the Fang Shi who lived at the other end of the alley.

Ah Bao was put back on the small collapse by Liang Yunshu, his eyes were blank, staring directly at the roof of the beam. There was no rain outside, but there were three thunderbolts in succession, and the inside of the room flickered and darkened.

Liang Yunshu tried to shout twice, and after a long time, Ah Bao glanced at Liang Yunshu blankly as if he had come back to his senses.

"Sister......

He whispered. Then he closed his eyes again, and still fell asleep.

After Fang Shi arrived, he only confirmed the cinnabar in the palms of Ah Bao's eyebrows and the soles of his feet, and did nothing else.

"The Rakshasa is recruiting him, to be precise, his eaten spirit is recruiting him. Because the spirit can't come back, if he wants to be reunited, he can only go. But he must not go, there may be little life here, and if he goes to the land of Rakshasa there is only a dead end. We've done everything we can, and the rest depends on his life. If you can't survive this hour tomorrow, you will have no skills to go back. ”

The next day, Po began to have a low-grade fever, and he didn't know what he was babbling about.

At the same time, Ru Sanshui also began to feel headache and brain fever, and he couldn't stand steadily. In the morning, she wanted to go to the ancestral hall, but she fainted on the road and was beaten by Liang Qian and carried back to her house. After Old Man Liang found out, he forced her to take care of her own body first, so that she was not allowed to go out again.

The second lady took over from Liang Yunshu, and kept putting a cold water towel on Liang Yunnan's forehead, wiping his body, and feeding him medicine. Nothing worked, he kept frowning in his dreams, muttering nonsense.

Unable to withstand the second lady's repeated crying and pleas, Fang Shi once again set out to suppress him. But not only did it not work, but the fever became more serious, and the white little body began to redden, and from time to time there was some white foam at the corners of the mouth.

Ru Sanshui took the medicine sent from the kitchen, slept in bed and didn't eat for a day, and felt that he was still a child, once he had a cold and lay on the bed, Ru's father brought ginger soup, and his mother sang a little song, coaxing her to drink it one by one.

She knew it was an illusion, and even in the hallucination, holding her mother's hand felt very comfortable and warm. She was really tired and didn't want to be sober anymore, she wanted to go with her father. She knew that your father and mother were gone, and she knew where she would go if she followed them.

She woke up in the middle of nowhere. She had already walked to the Yama Temple, and the little ghost came to pick her up. Because the father and mother of the Ru family didn't want her to die, they reached out and pushed her back.

She was still groggy at night.

She had nightmares in the wilderness, dressed in men's clothes, fighting with several nameless corpses. Those dead people with twisted and strange movements surrounded her step by step. She swung her sword with all her might, slashing everything that came near her to the ground.

When she turned her head, she was greeted by a half-broken face, and the rotting hands were about to touch her neck.

It was a terrifying sight that made her scalp tingle, and she had never seen it in her first walk in front of the Yama Temple. Maybe it's because she is omnipotent in her dreams, but at this moment, her body moves, the cold light flashes, and her hand rises and falls. The rotting corpse fell to the ground slowly, and the corpse oil splashed on the ground.

As if to make sure it was safe, she looked around each corpse and finally relaxed when she was done. At this time, she saw the stream next to her, and wanted to wash the dust and dirt off her hands, so she leaned down and picked up a handful of water.

In the reflection of the stream, she noticed that her eyes were dark.

At this time, the carrion behind him slowly got up, and the headless body turned towards her.

When Ru Sanshui woke up, it was already dawn, because she had sweated too much from the nightmare, and her fever had actually decreased a lot.

She got up, washed and changed, and went to the courtyard.

The rose vines that emanate from the base of the wall are now blooming, and the pink petals are soft and delicate, each full and holding its head high, soaking up the sun. The blossoming of the flowers she had been looking forward to was now meaningless.

She hopes that there is a way to give her life force to Bao, so that even if there are no more roses in the world, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. Or, if there is no water in you, it is not impossible.

As she had done two days ago, she silently went to the ancestral hall. Her schoolwork had been lost for a long time, and she was known for her good memory and hard work, always making her husband who had taught her proud, but no one thought she needed to go to school now, and she didn't care about it at all.

On the way, she heard someone talking that the master who drove them that day also had a fever for two days in a row, and just survived today. But the two horses were also affected by the Rakshasa selfishness, did not eat or drink, and did not sleep at night, and they were about to die.

She and the coachman began to improve, but Po was still in a coma, and the situation was becoming more and more unoptimistic. He is only six years old, and if he continues like this, even if God opens his eyes and miraculously saves his life, his body will not be completely well.

Because her fever improved, she insisted that she was cured. took another post of medicine and kept vigil for Liang Yunshu, who was suspicious. But even if Sister Yun Shu sleeps, she wants to sleep in the ancestral hall and never leave.

At night, the second lady woke up Liang Erye, saying that she was very flustered and felt that the time limit had come. So the husband and wife also went to the ancestral hall. They were very uneasy, and they always felt that they were about to send the child away.

A woman's instinct for bad things is always accurate.

Time is also fate. On this night, the rain continued and the thunder rolled. Ah Bao was still red in his sleep, and his breath was broken.

He suffered a lot, and the last conscious words were when Liang Yunshu brought him back that day, and he whispered softly.

In the crying and shouting, the lights of every courtyard of the Liang family that had fallen asleep were lit again.