"So, what about Grandpa?"

Only then did An Qing know An He's distress, and couldn't help but feel a lot less grievances in her heart, and then turned to ask about her grandfather, looking at her father, hoping to hear the explanation of her grandfather's matter from him.

However, what An Qing didn't expect was that An He shook his head, frowned and said, "It's more than your grandfather's thing, in fact, I don't know very well......"

"Burn Yao Shan's parents with a blazing fire and sacrifice Yao Shan's face and peel off half of Yao Shan's skin alive. Yes, these things are happening, and I have seen them with my own eyes. ”

After An He finished speaking, he said in confusion: "I don't know what the reason for this matter is, in fact, there are not a few things about witch sacrifices, but that time, it just so happened that your grandfather and Yao Shan's father were competing for the position of martial artist......

An He didn't continue, just lowered his eyebrows and looked complicated.

"It must have been a misunderstanding, they must have misunderstood grandpa...... An Qing hugged An He and comforted, "Dad, I believe in you." ”

"Thank you. ”

The embrace of the little padded jacket in his arms was so warm, and An He smiled comfortably, no longer thinking about the past events that made him unhappy.

The black iron "high wall" on the right stretched all the way, and I don't know where it leads, but the An River has changed direction along the path, trampling the road under the shaking of the branches and leaves, and soon out of this densely wooded forest.

The tributaries of the river did not overflow this forest, An Qing walked down from An He's arms, the two of them walked through the familiar field, and a few men who walked faster also walked here with the unconscious boy on their backs, and when they saw An He, they immediately greeted him, "An Wushi, let's also gather these wounded in the infirmary." ”

"Well, I'll go back and bring some herbs, and I'll be looking for you soon. An He nodded in response, and when he saw those people, he immediately sped up his speed, and his steps couldn't help but be a little faster.

An Qing was picked up again, because no matter how hard the little short legs ran, they couldn't keep up with An He's speed.

"Dad, what herbs are we going to bring with us when we go back?"

"Those herbs that your grandmother usually developed. ”

"Can I go into that room with me?"

An Qing said excitedly that every time she saw her grandmother boiling those herbs, she was very curious about what it was, but her grandmother and mother just refused to go into the room where the herbs were kept.

Seeing An He nodded, An Qing's eyes immediately lit up, and she was extremely looking forward to it. Because the smell of the herbs is particularly good every time, there is a special fragrance.

An He ran as fast as he could, and the scenery around him fell backwards like a flying back. An Qing couldn't open her eyes because of the cold wind blowing in her face, so she could only close her eyes and curl up in An He's arms.

"It's here. An He put An Qing on the ground and pushed open the two tall red lacquer doors with his hands, which were inlaid with two copper tiger heads, with a round copper ring in his mouth, and some neatly arranged copper nails around him for decoration.

Pushing open the gate, there is a large square courtyard, with a stone table and a stone round bench surrounded on all sides, and on the left is a round tripod about a foot high, which is extremely black, and there are various peculiar patterns and patterns of exotic beasts and treasures carved on it, which looks very peculiar.

An Qing's home is a courtyard surrounded by four wooden houses. Stepping through the door and entering is the house where you usually live, and on the left, behind the round tripod, is where the grandmother boiled herbs.

On the right are some incense sticks and other materials and devices placed for some of the rituals.

As for the innermost room. The gate is the most peculiar, with two ebony gates, and the left door is carved with a beast, a tiger's head, eagle eyes, and a single horn on its forehead. With a body as wide as an ox and limbs like a horse, it looks ugly and weird. The right door is carved with a bird's head, eagle head and tiger eyes, and a pair of crane-like wide wings on its back, with four limbs, which are the feet of a jackal and leopard.

Between the two doors, there is a copper lock. The whole body is golden, only there is a word "town" engraved on it, which is majestic and black. And there is a three-foot white cloth wrapped around, embellished with seven-point flowers.

An He walked straight and pushed open the gate on the left, and a fragrant smell immediately came to his nose, immediately filling the entire wide courtyard with an intoxicating fragrance. An He stepped in.

And An Qing ran into the house where she lived with small steps, looking around, still like she went out before, her mother still didn't come back, An Qing couldn't help but be a little lost, but then closed the door and took small steps into the herb house that she had been spying on for a long time.

The intoxicating fragrance poured into her nostrils, An Qing felt very satisfied, greedily inhaling the charming smell, An Qing hurriedly walked in, saw that her father was rummaging through the cabinet, and immediately stretched out her hand.

"Hug me, hug me, I'll see it too. An Qing said with a stagger.

An He grabbed An Qing with one hand, and then continued to search for the herbs, from time to time stuffing a few packets of herbs wrapped in silk cloth into his arms, preparing to take them to the infirmary to help those wounded people.

Inside the room, two tall wooden counters are placed on two walls. In the innermost part is the liquid medicine contained in porcelain. Layer upon layer there.

"Fu Ling, Ear, Falling Mo... I've found it all, and there's still a lot of liquid medicine left......"

An He counted the herbal medicine bags he stuffed into his arms and said, began to walk to the back, looking at the porcelain jars stacked with a wall high, all of them were the same, with a cloth plug kneaded by red cloth on it, and he didn't know which altar he needed, so he could only stand there awkwardly.

"Do you know what altar it is? ”

In desperation, An He could only go to ask An Qing for help.

After An Qing heard it, she looked over and asked, "What kind of flavor does that jar you want?"

After hearing this, An He turned out all the dozen or so packets of herbs in his arms, stacked them together in his arms, and said, "It's the taste of all these stacked together." ”

These herbs all have a characteristic, that is, after refining, their own taste will not be lovesick, but will be fused with the breath of other herbs.

An Qing nodded when she heard this, and immediately leaned over her little braincase, sniffed it with her nose, and then jumped down. Glancing over the high wall of the porcelain jar, sniffing from time to time.

An He looked at An Qing's crooked head and crooked head, but he didn't question the ability of this little clever ghost, but he knew that his precious daughter's sense of smell was much more sensitive than that of a dog.