After Zhang Zhiyuan returned to the house, he went to the Zhang County Command, and he didn't know what he said, and finally came out of the disgraced place.

After returning to his house, Zhang Zhiyuan asked his little servant, "Is there any letter from me today?" ”

"Hui Gongzi, no."

"Oh, you get out." Zhang Zhiyuan's mood was slightly depressed and waved his hand to the little guy.

"Yes, Childe." The little guy respectfully withdrew.

Zhang Zhiyuan took out the letters that were placed next to his pillow, there were several, looked at them one by one, looked at them and smiled.

I took out the fine rice paper and wrote.

At this time, there was also a feather painting in Lingyin Temple, which was written and chanted.

"Childe, I'm in trouble, I killed a grass that is said to be blooming for three years and about to bloom.

Can you blame me, since such a precious thing doesn't know what it looks like, and quibbles that it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon. ”

However, what is written on the feather painting paper is: Childe, feather painting and ghost doctor came to Lingyin Temple, but they were liked by those monks, and they were too good-looking and distressed. Don't read the feather painting, the feather painting is all right.

"Childe, I suddenly felt a little guilty, because I, the ghost doctor, gave all his seeds to the old monk."

"Tomorrow." As Yu Hua was talking to himself, a deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling him.

Dead old man, he walks without sound.

Yu smiled on the screen, "Master, aren't you going to stay for two more days?" ”

"Nope." The ghost doctor's piercing eyes looked out the window.

Today, the ghost doctor played chess with the master of the void and won against him.

"Again, it doesn't count." The old monk played a scoundrel.

"Willing to gamble and lose!" The white-eyed ghost doctor stared at the old monk with cold eyes.

The old monk snorted angrily like a child.

"You also know that I have a daughter of Ling'er, I owe her, I didn't save her, I was afraid of trouble, the world didn't know that she was my daughter, if I knew that Ling'er was my daughter, I would have to be a little scrupulous, maybe she wouldn't die."

Seeing the sadness in the ghost doctor's expression, the old monk was a little moved, sighed and said, "Brother Yue, although I have the skill of observing people, I must not reveal the secret of heaven, otherwise I will mess up my own life and increase my injustice!" ”

The world is known as a ghost doctor who is cold-blooded and ruthless, but who knows that he is the most infatuated, when Ling'er's mother died, he will never marry again, and raise a girl to grow up alone, and raise the girl to be gold and noble.

"The deceased, Brother Yue, just take a look at it."

When the ghost doctor heard this, his face changed, and he muttered to himself, "Is it really dead?" But I think Ling'er has always been alive. ”

Yu Hua looked at the ghost doctor and looked out the window, it was rare to see other expressions on his face, but this look seemed to be sad? I was very worried, "Master, are you okay?" ”

But in exchange for a roll of the ghost doctor's eyes, Yu Hua's body shook in fright.

This dead old man, I only cared about him when I was kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Tomorrow, get up early and come along." After speaking, the ghost doctor turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yu Hua.

"Master, did I really destroy a very precious thing today?"

The ghost doctor paused, "I'm afraid that there is only one living bluegrass in the entire Great Chu, what do you say?" ”

Yuka covered his mouth in surprise and stammered in a stammering tone, "No... No way! ”

I'm really in trouble!

"Master, is that blue grass any use?"

"The flowers of orchid grass can solve a very tricky poison." After speaking, the ghost doctor remembered a handsome man in Qishan County, maybe that kid's poison can also be cured.

"Then Master, how come you have the flower seeds of orchids?"

"I got it by accident when I traveled to Nanzhao."

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