She dreamed again of the killing of that day, and there was blood everywhere, and she kept running, calling for help, but no one came out to save her.

Xun Muyang stood in front of her, high up, looking at her and sneering.

"Xun Muyang!"

Zhu Xiao shouted.

He stretched out his hand to grab him, but found that he was leaving with another woman in his arms.

And that woman is still very familiar to her.

"Xun Muyang, you stop, you come back!" Zhu Xiao woke up with a scream.

Qi Hao sat on the side and looked at her worriedly.

"Whirring ......"

Zhu Xiao exhaled.

Qi Hao poured a glass of warm water for Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Xiao took it and took a sip gently, "Qi Hao, I'm dreaming again!" ”

He sniffed and took another sip of water, "Qi Hao, you ask your buddy, is there a temple near here where incense is more vigorous, and what is more spiritual for fortune telling, I want to burn incense and worship Buddha!" ”

"Well, the girl should get up and change her clothes first, so as not to catch the cold and suffer again when the time comes!" Qi Hao said with a good smell.

After getting along, she knew that Zhu was actually very soft.

Nor is it the kind of person who will be vexatious.

When serving Zhu Xiao, he also had a lot of sincerity.

"Good!"

Zhu Xiao got up and changed out of the sweaty clothes on his body.

I poured myself another cup of hot water and drank it slowly.

Thinking that she has been having nightmares lately, if once or twice or once or twice a while, it would be fine, but she would have nightmares when she fell asleep.

That's a bit out of the ordinary.

So I plan to find a temple to worship, listen to the scriptures, and see if I can get a little better.

In the afternoon, when the guy was resting, he came to see Zhu Xiao.

He was more respectful than before.

"I've seen the girl!"

"Hmm!" Zhu Xiao nodded lightly.

Her head hurt a little because of the nightmare, her elbows propped up on the table, her hands rubbing her temples.

The whole person is a little lazy and impatient.

The guy looked at it and said busily, "Is the girl sick?" ”

"It's okay, you can tell me about the people who make jars in Huaijiang Mansion!"

"Back to the girl, there are a lot of people who make jars in Huaijiang Mansion, but there are few people who are really doing well, the best of them is the Yuan family, the Yuan family is a century-old family in Huaijiang Mansion, and they have been making porcelain jars for many years, their family is famous for good things, if the girl wants to buy jars, you can go to his house!"

"What about the price?" Zhu Xiao asked.

"The price is fair!"

Zhu Xiao's head.

Since she wants to do long-term trading, she must find a can dealer who is reliable, has a good reputation, and can cooperate for a long time.

Yuan family?

But for someone like this, she's afraid it's not appropriate for her to go rashly.

"Little brother, let me ask you, is there a special temple for fortune-telling in this Huaijiang Mansion?"

"The girl is going to burn incense and worship the Buddha?"

"Hmm!" Zhu Xiao nodded.

I feel more pain in my brain.

It seems that the tip of a needle is late, and it hurts suddenly.

"Yes, there is a Guoqing Temple ten miles away in the suburbs, where the incense is vigorous, the master in the temple is very good, and the master will see a doctor!"

“……”

Zhu Xiao pondered slightly.

Ten miles away, not far away.

asked Qi Hao to reward the guy with two taels of silver, and asked Wu Yankai to prepare a carriage and send her to Guoqing Temple.

As soon as they went out, they followed several groups of people, and these groups of people were not small.

Huaijiang Mansion Snake Yuan Family, Liangjiang Governor's Mansion Han Family, there is also a wave of ruffians and hooligans, the other wave does not know the origin of the identity, and there is a wave of dozens of people in the shadows, I think they are secretly protected.

It was this wave that let the other waves follow, but they didn't dare to move.

Where did Zhu Xiao know this, leaning on Qi Hao's arms, frowning.

"Does the girl hurt badly?" Qi Hao gave Zhu Xiao a pulse, but he couldn't see anything.

"Hmm!" Zhu Xiao replied softly.

I don't want to move.

“……”

Qi Hao gave her a massage.

Zhu Xiao's pain was even worse, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

The carriage arrived at the gate of Guoqing Temple, and Qi Hao carried Zhu Xiao up.

She really couldn't walk.

Rao is a very arrogant Wu Yanyan, and he also knows that Zhu Xiao is unwell.

Qi Hao carried Zhu Xiao on his back, first went to buy sesame oil money, and then asked to see the presiding abbot.

For the sake of sesame oil money, Zhu Xiao still saw the abbot, a bald old monk with a white beard.

"Amitabha!" The presiding abbot recited the Buddha's name, and then gave Zhu Xiao a pulse.

At the beginning, he treated ordinary people with a normal heart.

But when I checked Zhu Xiao's pulse, I saw Zhu Xiao's palm prints, and after taking a few more looks, I became cautious.

After reading Zhu Xiao's pulse with his left hand and right hand, he asked, "Have you ever been poisoned in half a year, and you almost want to die!" ”

Qi Hao nodded, "It's dry bones and red face!" ”

“……”

When the presiding abbot heard this, he was slightly surprised.

It's not bad to be able to survive with dry bones and red face, and it's not bad to look at it, this girl is definitely the first, and it is very likely that she will be the last.

checked Zhu Xiao's pulse again, took a silver needle to bleed her, dipped the blood in his fingertips and put it in his mouth and sipped it slightly, frowning.

“……”

Zhu Xiao turned his head to look at the abbot.

"Have you used extremely expensive spices, incense, bathing, or swallowing, or external use recently?"

Zhu Xiao was silent.

Bow your head together.

"Poisoned again!"

“……”

Qi Hao took a few steps back in surprise.

His face turned pale with fright, "How could it be poisoned, that thing was sent by Mr. Yun!" ”

The presiding abbot heard the words.

immediately understood that Zhu Xiao's origin was not simple.

There are very few people in the world who can see a doctor.

Looking at Zhu Xiao's palm prints and the nobility between his eyebrows, the presiding abbot understood.

Yun Fuluo is a person who regards money as dung, and it is impossible for power to oppress him, but he is a man of humility, and he thinks about the common people in the world.

The only emperor who can make the world peaceful is the emperor, but most of the emperors in the world are ruthless, and the only thing that can affect his affection is love.

Zhu Xiao's palmistry is excellent, and with the wealth between her eyebrows, she thinks that she has met the true dragon emperor.

"Mr. Yun personally sent it?" The presiding abbot asked.

“……”

Qi Hao shook his head.

Not really.

She doesn't know how this thing came about, but His Highness won't harm anyone and the girl.

After all, there are few people who can fight to lose most of their internal strength, and the people who have to be saved will harm her in the later stage.

"That's it, fortunately, it didn't take a few days to use it, and it was broken again in the later stage, if you continue to use it until now, Daluo Immortal can't save it!" As the abbot spoke, he asked someone to take a medicine bottle and bring water.

"Take this pill three times a day, take one pill at a time, take it for three days, and then show it to the donor, during this period, the donor will live in Guoqing Temple!"

Zhu Xiao snorted and said, "Master, I have a terrible headache, and every time I fall asleep, I will have nightmares, can you tell me about it!" ”

The presiding abbot glanced at Zhu Xiao, "Then the old man will first give the donor a needle, and then read a scripture to the donor!" ”

"Thank you, Master!"

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The presiding abbot filled Zhu Xiao's head with silver needles, and there was agarwood in the meditation room, and he knocked on the wooden fish and read the scriptures.

Zhu Xiao closed his eyes and finally slept peacefully after leaving Xun Muyang these days......

------Off topic------

The clouds are falling, the divine doctor.

No cliffs, god sticks

Presiding over the abbot, pretending to be forced

See you at 6 p.m