Chapter Seventy-Three: It's Hard to Tell the Truth from the False

In the world, the warm-hearted inn, the red candle is half dim, the wine is drunk, and the smile is before speaking:

"Yunsheng, thank you for saving me!"

Yun Sheng nodded crampedly, but thought secretly in his heart:

When did she come after her? Why did you find out so late?

And also... Did the master know when he left? And in the end, the words that warned myself were clearly predicting what would happen to me in the future, so why didn't I say it?

Thinking of this, he stood up and bowed to the county lord, and said:

"It's getting late, it's time for the county lord to rest, Yunsheng takes his leave."

"Hey, hey!"

The county lord shouted urgently:

"You're gone, what should I do if I want to wash up and go to the toilet? My legs are still numb, you see. Ouch.. ”

She seemed to be barely able to stand up, but she fell to the ground with a thud, crying out in pain.

Yun Sheng was helpless, so he had to come close and help him, and the county lord took the opportunity to hold his hand tightly:

"Yunsheng, I'm not feeling well, I have a headache to death, it's cold!"

Yun Sheng covered her wrist with his sleeve, took a pulse, felt abnormal, and then touched her forehead with his hand, it was also hot, not because of the heat of the wine, I am afraid that it was really infected with the wind and cold. But how can this be good?

"Uhhhh You wait.. ”

As he spoke, he was about to break free and leave, but Lord Ying grabbed his wrist tightly, and there was a kind of despair in his big eyes:

"Where are you going? Are you going to leave me alone? ”

Yun Sheng had to explain:

"I'll go find you a doctor and get you some medicine."

"Nope! No, I won't let you go! ”

"If I don't leave, how can I go to see a doctor for you? Obedient, I'll go back when I go. ”

Yun Sheng didn't understand, how could he speak to her so softly? Looking at the eyes full of pleading, I somehow remembered the night I was separated from Lan Yi, and Lan Yi lay on the hospital bed looking at his weak but determined look.

His heart trembled a little, and he whispered more softly:

"You have a fever, you think you have to see a doctor, you have to take medicine immediately, otherwise it will be fatal if you don't pay attention after getting cold, understand? Well, I promise you, I'll definitely be back, okay? ”

Lord Ying looked at Yun Sheng's face in a daze:

"It's the first time you've spoken to me like this, and I'm content even if I'm burned to death."

The tears in the corners of his eyes finally flowed, his hand was still clenched, Yun Sheng was helpless, so he had to pick her up again and walk to the door, calling to the counter:

"The hostess! Madame! ”

The proprietress was sipping melon seeds and laughing with the little two next to her, and when she heard the call, she hurriedly ran in, and when she saw this scene, she was amused:

Really, a person who can't leave his arms for a moment, where can he stand the distance between two rooms!

Thinking about it, I came to ask what was going on, and I heard that I was looking for a doctor to see a doctor, so I hurriedly shouted at Xiao Er to find it.

After a short time, the doctor came, and after the diagnosis, he saw that the wind and cold were fierce, and he instructed him to take care of it carefully, and carefully prescribed the prescription.

After Yun Sheng served the county lord and drank the medicine, because his hand was always grabbed by the county lord, he could only sit on the edge of the bed and watch the county lord drowsy, and couldn't help but think:

In this way, the county lord can't return to the mansion for a while, but he stays or not?

Seeing that the county lord gradually closed his eyes under the effect of the medicine, and his hand slowly loosened, he gently pulled it out, hid the county lord's hand in the quilt, quietly opened the door and walked out.

Heavy snow had already fallen in the sky, and goose feathers were fluttering one after another, and Yun Sheng spread out his palm to catch one:

"Yunsheng, is there snow where we are going? I like snow the most. ”

Two years ago in the Western Regions, in the snow, the light and elegant figure in blue clothes seemed to be still in front of him, but the smile was extremely light and shallow, as the fluttering snowflakes gradually drifted away, and finally turned into clouds and smoke in the sky, the clouds and smoke did not dissipate, but gathered around him and gradually formed white wings, flickering, and turned back to his eyes, and smiled softly:

"Yunsheng!"

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In the underworld, in the space of the afterlife, the quarrel is even stronger.

Xue Jun took the notes taken by the ghost on duty and pointed them out to Yan Jun of the First Hall one by one:

"Look, this Zhang San, reincarnated yesterday and came back today, Li Si was reincarnated the day before yesterday but floated back with Zhang San today. There is also Wang Wu, who was reincarnated today, and within two hours, he was floating in the world, may I ask my uncle, is the path of these souls normal? Why are there so many souls reborn as ghost fetuses?

It is not uncommon for a soul to be reincarnated as a ghost fetus, but with such a large area, it has to make people wonder if it is the wrong name of the life and death book? Please check it out, uncle! ”

Yan Jun of the First Hall said angrily:

"Since you know that ghost fetuses are not uncommon, but are an inevitable product of the time difference between the human world and the netherworld, how can you expect how many there are? This situation has also appeared many times in the history of the past generations, how can you rely on the number of people to slander the treasure of my palace town store is wrong. ”

Xue Jun disagreed:

"Since my uncle said that there is no mistake between life and death and reincarnation, please check them one by one, isn't it clear? Why do you have to delay and delay in every way? ”

The First Hall Yan Jun snorted coldly:

"What is the function of my first hall, how can you test it if you are the young hall master of the tenth hall? Even if there is a problem, it is the head of the palace Yan Jun who has determined it, what right do you have to question and shout?! ”

He snorted angrily and turned his head to look at the Ten Halls Yan Jun, who was rubbing his hands on the side, but did not say a word, and nodded in praise:

"Ling Lang is really quite a good worker! Think boldly and discerningly! Well, blessed is my brother. However, since Ling Lang loves him so much, then all the bizarre phenomena that have occurred in your afterlife space over the past 10,000 years, please let Ling Lang worry more and give an explanation to the hall masters, and it will not be in vain that everyone has carried the black cauldron for you for many years! The snow in front of his door is still high, and he doesn't care whether the frost on the tiles of others is heavy or not, hehe! ”

Ten Hall Yan Jun was coldly surprised by his words, glared at him and gasped, but he was speechless to refute.

Xue Jun was suspicious:

"My Ten Halls are acting above board, what my uncle said about the bizarre phenomenon, where does the evidence come from, please make it clear!"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and his angry face gradually replaced the previous respectful color, one hall Yan Jun looked at him, and then looked at ten hall Yan Jun, the latter's face became more and more serious, and he sighed secretly and said:

"Alas, virtuous nephew, the so-called said, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, each temple has its own due diligence style that it thinks is appropriate, and many things are not as single as they seem on the surface, simple. I have been friends with your father for hundreds of thousands of years, and I know each other well and our natures, how can I mess with them? There are always some regrets, and it must be a helpless move, and I hope that the virtuous nephew will listen to his uncle's advice, everything is difficult to complete, although the iron mask is good, it is not close to human feelings, and the underworld manages the soul, if you only talk about the law and ignore the world, I am afraid that you will not be able to manage the world well, the underworld."

What he said was sincere, and Xue Jun stood on the spot for a while.