The appearance of the eleven or twelve-year-old boy, although he is dressed very simply, he has a different temperament, if you look at his appearance, he is very similar to Wanyue, but because of his young facial features, he is slightly different, and he is also a little neutral and beautiful.

Hiss!

The young man was suddenly covered in cold sweat, his whole body was weak, and he slowly sat down against the courtyard.

"Lin'er, what's wrong with you!

Seeing that the young man was unwell, a woman hurriedly rushed over, anxiously supported him and asked with concern.

"Mother, I'm fine, this headache will be fine after a while, it's not a big deal. ”

The boy had a headache, so he cheered up and said so as not to worry his mother.

The woman was heartbroken and said, "Why is God so unjust that you have this strange disease?" ”

In order to treat the young man, the woman took him to look for famous doctors, but the symptoms still did not improve but became more and more frequent.

This young man, who is similar to Wanrou's nine points, is actually Wanrou's latest identity in the Secret of the Moon Realm, but because the divine soul has been refined by the heavenly demon little by little, and the strength of Wanrou's divine soul is not as strong as the remnant soul of the Scorching Sun Venerable.

Therefore, under the same refining, Wanrou's divine soul is getting weaker and weaker, and even if there are not many remnants left, it is stronger than Wanrou's, which also leads to Wanrou's new identity in the secret realm of the moon slowly changing towards men, and a few more times, I am afraid that Wanrou's divine soul will be completely refined, and the remnant soul of the Scorching Sun Venerable will occupy a dominant position.

If there is no way, both will be refined by the Heavenly Demons.

However, now with his new identity, whether it is Wanrou or the memory of the remnant soul, he has not awakened for the time being, and he still lives in the fictional world of the Secret Realm of the Moon as an ordinary teenager.

"The child is fine, maybe he has been reading in the study for a little longer, just rest for a few hours. ”

The young man comforted his mother, but the fine beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him, and it was obvious that he was not feeling good at the moment.

The woman silently wept and lifted the boy up, and helped him step by step into the back room.

The furniture in the house was old but neatly tidy, and the boy fell into a deep sleep shortly after he went to bed, dreaming of something in his sleep, frowning and moaning quietly.

The woman stood aside except to wipe the sweat of the young man, but she could only weep silently and was helpless.

"Lin'er is gifted and intelligent, if it weren't for this strange disease, I'm afraid that I would have already studied and made a name for myself, and I wouldn't have to suffer so much with me. ”

The young man incarnated by Wanrou is named Shen Lin, his father died early, and he has been dependent on his mother since he was a child, and his family is poor and barely enough to eat and wear.

"Is Shen here?"

Someone outside the house suddenly called, and the woman wiped a handful of tears before going out to greet her.

"Your baby has a headache again?"

A woman in her thirties entered the courtyard gate and asked with concern about Shen's hand.

When he talked about the child's illness, Shen couldn't hold back his tears.

"It's not a way to drag it out like this, Lin'er is talented and filial, if he doesn't cure his illness as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will delay his future, I have a way, I don't know if you are willing to give it a try?"

The middle-aged woman and Shen's mother and son are neighbors across the hospital, and they have always been in contact with each other on weekdays, so they know nothing more about Shen Lin's illness.

It's just that middle-aged women usually only pay lip service to Shen Lin's illness, but they are not as enthusiastic as they are today.

"What's the solution? As long as Lin'er's illness can be cured, I am willing to go bankrupt. ”

Shen Shi tried to restrain his crying, grabbed the middle-aged woman with his arms and said excitedly.

"There is an old Taoist who has traveled all over the world in the town, and his medical skills are very good to cure the disease, if he takes your family Lin'er to see this miracle doctor, maybe he can have a way. ”

The middle-aged woman said as she followed Shen into the house and glanced at the inner room.

"Old man, when did such a miracle doctor come to town, why don't I know?"

Shen Shi was at a loss at first, and then worried: "Moreover, the famous doctors I have seen in the past are all helpless, and this old Taoist may not be able to cure Lin'er's disease." ”

The Shen family used to be considered a well-off family, and after his father died, he also left a lot of property for them, but since Shen Lin contracted a strange disease, it cost a lot to find famous doctors from all walks of life, and almost exhausted the family's funds.

When he heard the middle-aged woman mention the old way of the newcomer, Shen did not have much hope.

"This disease is dragging on, it's better to let him see it, of course you don't know if you don't go out all day, this old way has cured several incurable diseases in the town one after another, even the village chief's son's strange illness for many years. ”

The middle-aged woman gushed endlessly, eager to bring the old Taoist's medical skills to the sky.

"Really, then take me to see it!"

Shen's eyes lit up again, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"That old Taoist Shenlong can't see the end, and it's not easy to meet him, but don't worry, he will always appear in the town during this time, as long as there is information from him, you will be notified as soon as possible. ”

The middle-aged woman swore an oath, and then said goodbye after a few more words.

"Lin'er, I hope God can cure your illness this time. ”

Shen looked at Shen Lin who was asleep on the bed, and whispered with teary eyes.

For several days, middle-aged women visited the door every day, but there was no news of the old Taoist.

It wasn't until the seventh day later that the middle-aged woman rushed into the Shen courtyard with a happy face, and then pulled the two Shen mothers and sons to a place in the center of the town.

The old Taoist was sitting under a big tree, surrounded by several people who were seeking medical treatment.

Although the old man's robe is shabby, his thin face and pale beard, especially the shining eyes, make the whole person quite fairy.

"Dao Chief, please also see a doctor for my family Lin'er. ”

Shen held the broken silver in his hand, pulled Shen Lin with one hand and said earnestly, and the rest of the villagers who saw a doctor made way for her.

Lao Dao shook the dust in his hand and said with a smile: "Poor Dao travels in all directions, not for money, you put away the silver first." ”

The middle-aged woman pulled Shen's sleeve and whispered in her ear: "I almost forgot to tell you that this person who is a master of the Tao never collects money. ”

Shen nodded and pushed Shen Lin in front of Lao Dao: "Please also ask the Dao Master to help." ”

Lao Dao bowed slightly, then stretched out his hand to check Shen Lin's pulse, and stroked his beard thoughtfully with the other hand, and the people around him held their breath and did not dare to disturb.

"Huh?"

Lao Dao frowned suddenly, and his expression became more and more solemn when he looked at Shen Lin, and in the end, he squinted his eyes and looked Shen Lin up and down.

Shen Lin was a little frightened by the old way's eyes, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand but was grabbed tighter.

Lao Dao's five fingers were as thin as wood, like an iron claw firmly holding down Shen Lin's wrist.

I don't know why, Shen Lin felt an indescribable fear of this old way, like a sense of horror in a nightmare countless times.

If it weren't for Shen Lin's firm temperament, I was afraid that he would have already screamed.

"Dao Chief, what disease does my baby have? ”

Seeing that Lao Dao didn't speak for a long time, the glimmer of hope that Shen had risen fell to the bottom again.

Looking at this old man's solemn expression, I am afraid that even he will not be able to cure this disease.

"He's not sick. ”

Lao Dao suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse and the same as before.

"He has been subjected to evil qi in his body, and he must use the method of exorcism to expel it!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and Shen hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to beg the Taoist to take action to exorcise evil spirits, but Shen Lin's expression became more and more uncomfortable, and the hand that was held uneasily twisted and wanted to pull out.

Suddenly, Lao Dao's left hand had a pitch-black short sword at some point, quickly slashing through his fingertips, and then drawing strange runes on the back of Shen Lin's hand.

Shen Lin seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly felt that his head was about to explode and fainted on the spot.

Seeing that his son had passed out, Shen rushed over nervously.

"Don't worry, he's okay for the time being, I just suppressed the evil qi in his body, if he comes one day late, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive." ”

Lao Dao regained his previous calmness, as if the shot just now had nothing to do with him.

"You send the children home first, and I'll get some things ready and then I'll be there. ”

Under Lao Dao's arrangement, the middle-aged woman and several villagers helped Shen carry the child home, and Lao Dao got up and walked outside the town before disappearing.

Not long after, Lao Dao stood outside the gate of the Shen family's courtyard and was hurriedly welcomed in by the Shen family and the middle-aged woman.

"Dao Chief, hurry up and rescue my family Lin'er, since he came back, he has been unconscious. ”

Shen wanted to cry without tears, looking at the child lying unconscious on the bed, she felt sad in her heart.

"The evil qi has penetrated deep into his internal organs and head, just now my means only play a suppressive role, can reduce the invasion of evil qi, later you all go out, I need to quietly cast spells for him to exorcise evil spirits, it may take several days during the period, remember, do not disturb without my orders, otherwise the gods will not be able to save him." ”

Lao Dao took out a few things from his sleeve, including a strange-looking incense burner and a large stack of rune paper, and said in a stern tone.

"What? It's going to take a few days, Lin'er will be fine, right?"

Shen Shi was at a loss and couldn't help worrying, and was dragged out of the back room by the middle-aged woman after some comfort.

As soon as the middle-aged woman dragged the weak Shen out of the inner room, the door was immediately locked firmly from the inside by Lao Dao, and no longer heard a sound.

"The Tao of the Taoist is very deep, you can rest assured. ”

The middle-aged woman comforted with a smile, although Shen still couldn't let go of it in his heart, he could only believe in Lao Dao's ability.

The doors and windows in the house, the walls and the bed were pasted with yellow rune paper, several incense burners were placed at the head of the bed, and Lao Dao looked at the unconscious Shen Lin with his hands behind his back.

"Wanrou, Venerable Scorching Sun, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Lao Dao's voice was hoarse and ugly, and his tone was a little eerie.

The most important thing is that the old Taoist said that he broke through the heavens, and he actually recognized that this young man's deity was the Venerable Wanrou and the Scorching Sun.

As the old man's voice fell, the yellow rune paper around him turned black, and quickly spread to the entire room, leaving no gap.

And the several incense burners placed at the head of the bed were also weird, turning into several strangely shaped skulls, and oozing red blood, and the room was filled with a strange smell.