Zhang Erzhen has even forgotten such a person as Pang Zi, but in her dream, she returned to the car that fell into the river in her previous life, the indifferent faces of the people in the car, watching Pang Zi scattering and kicking at the driver, she wanted to go up and drag Pang Zi away, but her body didn't listen to her, she couldn't move, Pang Zi, let go! We will all die! Let go! Let go!

"Ahh She is a non-believer in ghosts and gods, and has always been an atheist. But this Pang Zi broke her worldview again and again, maybe there are ghosts and gods in this world, maybe there are ghosts, maybe Pang Zi has never left, she is looking at Ruyue somewhere, maybe she doesn't want to be reincarnated? The more Zhang Erzhen thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she was tightly wrapped in a velvet blanket and shivering, and there was no dawn at this time, and the surroundings were dark, silent and empty. The gorgeous scene of butterflies flying many years ago flashed in my mind, Mr. Fang's master devoted his life to nothing, why would God take care of Ponzi alone. Zhang Erzhen shook his little head and reminded himself not to think about it anymore, Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha Nan Wu Amitabha, walked to the table barefoot and lit the candle, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the firelight jumping, he couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply got up and went to see Er Shu.

It was already the end of the day, and when Zhang Erzhen arrived at Qingfeng Garden, he saw Lang Zhong and Bai Zhu guarding the main hall, the two of them had not slept all night, the corners of their eyes were blue, and they looked very tired. Entering the inner room, Tang was sitting on a small wooden chair on the side of the collapse, holding a fan and fanning it lightly, Er Shu's small body shrunk in a thin blanket, her face was still red, and she was sleeping soundly with a frown. Tang Shi also stayed awake all night, his face was pale and his hair was messy, and when he saw Zhang Erzhen, he whispered: "Why is the girl here, don't let Shu'er get sick, go back quickly, Shu'er's high fever has stabilized, and the girl can rest assured." ”

Looking at Tang's tired face, the corners of Zhang Erzhen's eyes were a little sour, mourning his parents and working hard for me.

"Auntie should also take care of herself, Shu'er is asleep, Auntie should also go and rest, I have already slept well, I should rest assured when I look at my aunt here." ”

Tang shook his head and refused, Zhang Erzhen knew that she couldn't persuade her, so she didn't say much, and ordered Bai Zhu to prepare some tea and pastries and put them in the room, Tang must be hungry. He also called the little servant to take Lang Zhong down to rest, and Lang Zhong came over to check the pulse, and then went down to rest. The high fever has not subsided yet, and Lang Zhong will have to be busy tomorrow.

Zhang Ershu's high fever rose very quickly, but after drinking the medicine, it no longer rose, and there was no sign of fever when the sky was bright. The white beard was helpless, and said straightly, "weird, weird".

Zhang Luan was distressed and anxious, stomped his feet back and forth, there was no way, so he sent the housekeeper to find Langzhong, and at noon came a country doctor, he was most in the practice of some strange and miscellaneous diseases, but after carefully looking at it, he was helpless. The two Lang Zhong muttered to each other for a while, and replied to Zhang Luan: "Children are weak, high fever is a common thing, and high fever does not subside as a bad omen." The two of us dare not deceive the magistrate, so I love this time...... I'm afraid that if there is more luck and less luck, even if it is cured well in the future, it may be stupid for the rest of my life......"

Tang Shi fainted after screaming, and Zhang Luan said with a sad face: "Isn't there a way for the two of you to save my daughter? ”

The two Lang Zhong shook their heads in unison, and the old man said: "The doctor's parents' heart, but if there is a way, we will do our best, and please know the county master to be mentally prepared." ”

Zhang Erzhen listened, sat on the wooden chair and thought hard, trying to find out something from the already distant memory, Er Shu has a fever, and now the fever is the most important thing, if you can't get rid of the fever after taking medicine, what should I do? When alcohol evaporates around you, it takes away a lot of heat, so why did you want to come? quickly instructed Mingyue to find the jar of wine, entered the inner room, took off Er Shu's small clothes, and wiped Er Shu with a white cotton cloth dipped in wine. Er Shu had already woken up, opened her eyes in a daze and called her sister, and the glutinous voice made Zhang Erzhen feel sad. After wiping for a quarter of an hour, the wine ran out, Er Shu's heat still didn't subside, Zhang Erzhen was a little broken, what happened to this cute little girl?

Zhang Erzhen looked at Er Shu's flushed cheeks, and seemed to see Ponzi's hideous face again. After sitting quietly for a while, he went to the main hall and dragged Zhang Luan to whisper. Zhang Luan listened to Zhang Erzhen's words and said in surprise: "There will be such a thing?"

"My daughter has seen some strange and miscellaneous things, will this be the case with Ershu, Dad, we have to try, is there a Taoist temple around here, let's ask a few Taoist priests to come back and try it." Zhang Erzhen suddenly felt that there was hope, in the previous life, those I Ching gossip shops were full of streets and alleys, and it would be good if the children of their families cried and cried for their souls; There are so many things that science can't explain, why can't you try it?

Zhang Luan pondered for a long time, and decided to go to the Taoist temple to find a Taoist priest, so he took Changfeng and Uncle Zhang out. Zhang Erzhen didn't know if there was a Taoist temple or a temple near here, she stayed in the Qingfeng Garden until the sun was in the west, and when Tang Shi hadn't woken up, Zhang Luan came back, and he came back with a cyan Taoist robe, holding a dusty old Taoist priest, calling himself ink, white hair and black hair, long eyebrows and Confucian eyes, and the air of dust. When the ink and wash path entered Qingfeng Garden, he sniffed the tip of his nose and walked straight towards Er Shu's bed, his face expressionless and his feet were fast.

Zhang Luan followed suit, and estimated that the situation had already been explained on the road, so he didn't say much, waved away the maid in the inner room, and even invited out with two Langzhong. Zhang Erzhen wanted to stay, but was glanced at by Zhang Luan angrily, so he had to go down obediently. The head of the ink and wash path glanced at Zhang Erzhen and said, "The girl stays, she may need the girl's help here." ”