"Mother."

The night is as cool as water, the moonlight falls on the courtyard and is bleak, the whole house is quiet, only a few lights are scattered, and no human voices are heard.

Fan Erdong walked past the courtyard into the kitchen, where Fan Erdong's mother, Chen Lian, was squatting behind the stove to add firewood and boil water.

Although there is no shortage of money, there is no one in the Fan house, and the Fan family does all the trivial things themselves.

Chen Lian is in her early thirties, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, smooth skin, and looks younger than her actual age. It's just that his hands look a little rough, but it's because he does too much rough work at home.

Chen Lian was born in a small rich family, his father is a low-end petty official, although he is not rich and noble, but he has also been pampered since he was a child, and his fingers do not touch the spring water......

Fortunately, she also has a healthy son.

Chen Lian looked at her outstanding son and was very satisfied. Although he is likely to be idle in this village for the rest of his life, he will be able to survive safely.

"One moment you bring this hot water to each house, and when it's late at night, they will come out and use it."

Fan Erdong answered, took the water scoop, and stepped forward to help scoop the hot water into the bucket.

After scooping a pot, add cold water to it and continue to boil.

Fan Erdong carried the bucket and sent the water to the main house, which was the house of his grandfather Fan Cheng.

Fan Cheng's room didn't seem to have any light from a distance, but when he walked in, he could see a little light through the cracks in the windows and doors, and the windows were made of pure black and opaque papier-mâché.

Verdon was about to knock on the door, but heard a voice coming from the room.

This is the voice of his second uncle Fan Changyi.

"Perhaps, we can try to cut the marrow and make it easy to blood."

"No."

Someone immediately spoke out against it, it was the aunt Fan Yuping.

"The secret technique of cutting the marrow and making it easy to blood is too difficult to perform, and we don't know how to arrange the corresponding formation, this is a fundamental matter related to life, the risk is too great, and if you are not careful, you will die."

Two weak coughs sounded, Fan Erdong could hear that it was his grandfather's voice, Fan Yuping's voice paused, and after a while he continued:

"What's more, our body can still withstand a try, and Dad is ...... like this now."

There was silence in the room.

Fan Erdong stood outside the door with a bucket and didn't say a word.

His grandfather, father, uncle, and aunt, what kind of torture they were going through, he had seen since he was a child.

They returned to the countryside, did good deeds and accumulated blessings, got close to the origin of heaven and earth, and secretly studied many secret techniques, and even tried to use dangerous tricks to free themselves, but all this was to no avail.

The black gas that dragged people down was their lingering nightmare.

All means have been exhausted, but it has not been able to stop it from intensifying.

He saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Perhaps, we still have to try to find the Ice Spirit Orchid Grass."

It was the fourth uncle Fan Changxin who spoke.

His words were not echoed by others.

Fan Changxin saw that everyone was silent, and he was a little helpless.

"It's hard to find, and you can't give up, this is the best way."

"Fourth brother, your idea is very good, but this is unrealistic."

Fan Yuping sighed.

Others chimed in.

"yes, not to mention how hard it is to find the Ice Spirit Orchid Grass, the key is that we don't even know what it looks like!"

"Ice Spirit Orchid Grass, we've only heard such a statement, whether it really exists or not."

"Like, maybe that person lied to us. He fooled us into such a poor and remote place, and now we can't even settle accounts with him. ”

Hearing this, Fan Erdong sighed and reached out and knocked on the door.

"Auntie, father, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle."

"I'm here to bring hot water to my grandfather."

Late at night, the Fan family fell asleep.

The whole house was quieter, Fan Erdong got up quietly, got dressed lightly, went out of the house, pushed open the courtyard door, flashed out, and closed it gently.

The legendary Ice Orchid Grass likes the Jiangnan region with abundant rain and mild climate, but since the Ice Orchid Grass has such a name, it seems to be more compatible with the cold iceberg, and it is such an unreasonable legend that made the Fan family come here.

The Fan family has not looked for it, they have read all the county records and ancient books about Chinese herbal medicine in the Jiangnan area, but they have found nothing for so many years.

Verdon went out and headed up the hill.

Legend has it that the Ice Orchid can only be seen at night, and the back mountain of Guoshu Village in Jintan County is the place where the entire Jiangnan region is most similar to the legendary Ice Grass growing environment, and they chose to live here for this reason.

Verdon would come here every once in a while, and he was extremely familiar with the mountain.

Fan Erdong walked in the woods on the mountain, picking those corners and corners, and searching the ground inch by inch, just to find the traces of the fairy grass that could save the lives of his whole family.

Although he did not hold out hope, he never thought of giving up.

Fan Erdong was looking for it, but suddenly he heard someone talking in the distance.

He listened intently for a while, and a strange look flashed in his eyes,

He heard the man's voice.

But it was his good "aunt", Widow Xu.

What did the demon come here in the middle of the night?

Fan Erdong glanced back at his house, silently calculated the distance between him and Fan Zhai in his heart, put his mind at ease, and walked lightly towards the place where the sound came from.

Fan Erdong found a bush, and through the gap in the bush, he saw the figure of Widow Xu.

Widow Xu stood in a clearing in the forest, pinching her hands together, and in front of her there was a bronze mirror floating in the air, facing the moon.

Widow Xu's eyes were closed, and there were words in her mouth.

As if guided, the light of the moon fell onto the bronze mirror in her hand.

The strange thing is that the bronze mirror is not reflective, and the white light is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no trace.

Fan Erdong was not surprised by all this, although he had never practiced, he knew something about these strange phenomena.

This widow Xu is probably using that bronze mirror.

It's just that Fan Erdong is an ordinary person in the end, if he is a cultivator, he must be able to perceive that in addition to that beam of moonlight, there are also a lot of cold yin qi drilling into the mirror in her hand.

After a while, Widow Xu stopped chanting, she opened her eyes, and withdrew the bronze mirror.

Widow Xu took the bronze mirror in her hand and looked at it repeatedly, her brows furrowed.

"That stinky girl, she was so ruthless that she destroyed the magic weapon I was hiding in like this, and it took so much effort to repair it a little."

After Widow Xu said this, she complained about the stinky Taoist priest again, and said that she would help her repair the gossip mirror, but the result was to find a coppersmith to repair it for her, and the mana of the bronze mirror was still greatly reduced!

Just complaining, Widow Xu suddenly heard a sound of footsteps accompanied by the sound of grass and trees being swept from far and near, and her expression suddenly turned abrupt, and her eyes shot like lightning towards the place where the sound came from.

"Who?!"