Zhang Yang nervously asked, "Your face is scratched?" Who hurt you? His eyebrows furrowed, and his tone changed, "I'll help you kill him!" As he spoke, he was really murderous.

Zhishu touched his face, smiled slightly, shook his head, and said softly: "I accidentally scratched it myself, and now it's all healed." ”

Zhang Yang looked at her face, and sure enough, there were no scars at all, white and soft, like flower petals, faintly exuding a warm fragrance, Zhang Yang couldn't help but look stupid.

Zhishu was thinking about the falling child in the delivery room, and he didn't find the slightest flamboyant gaze.

From time to time in the delivery room, there was an anxious roar of the cloth, and the people outside were startled, and after a while, the cloth was blasted out by Luo'er's palm, and he was unwilling to rush in again, and was blasted out by a gust of palm wind.

"Publicity!" Luo'er's cold call came from inside the room, Zhang Yang pursed his lips and blocked the door.

He had seen this young man's kung fu in Baishi Gorge, and he didn't dare to break in, so he was so anxious that he turned around outside the door.

When the two brothers returned, there were two more people who circled the door.

After another two hours or so, it was completely dark.

Suddenly, a mountain in the southeast direction seemed to be in full bloom in an instant, and it seemed to be full of sunshine, and even the foot of the mountain was reflected as if it was daylight, and even the cloth was so shocked that it stopped.

Zhang Yang was about to go out to have a look, but at this moment, the baby's cry finally came from the delivery room, small but clear, the cloth couldn't wait any longer, rushed in, and this time it was not blasted out again.

"Shall we go out and have a look?" Zhang Yang was about to suggest to Zhishu, Zhishu's mind was all on Luo'er, although he was attracted by the firelight, but it didn't arouse too much curiosity, and he refused without thinking about it: "You go by yourself, the girl only let me wait here!" "A perfect maid should not be superfluously curious.

Zhang Yang was still hesitating, and the light on the mountain disappeared.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yang was surprised and remorseful.

The affairs of the Xiluo tribe are rarely spread out, and neither Lin Yuan nor Zhishu can answer.

"It's the fire of Zhurong!" "The Holy Maiden is born!" Outside the house, the shouts of surprise from the Xiluo people came and went.

The three people in the room looked at each other.

"What saint?"

The three of them turned their heads to look in the direction of the delivery room, Luo'er seemed to have just come out, with a faint smell of blood on her body, but her clothes were still white and clean, and her face was calm and not tired, as if she had just gone in to visit for a while.

"Are you all right?" Lin Yuan asked with concern.

Luo'er shook her head: "The child is just a little weaker, but the adults have already run out of oil, I barely protected her heart with internal strength, and gave her my homemade Seven Ginseng Pills, which is just a continuation of seven more days!" Thinking of the woman who fought for her life to give birth to a child, Luo'er was inevitably sad in her heart.

He looked up and asked, "What did you just say about the Holy Maiden?" ”

Zhang Yang pointed outside and said, "What the people of the Xiluo tribe said, just now there was a burst of light outside, and the nearby Xiluo people all ran out, shouting 'Zhurong Fire', 'Holy Maiden' or something!" ”

"Zhurong Fire?" Luo'er looked very surprised.

Zhishu and Lin Yuan also nodded.

Lin Yuan asked Luo'er: "Miss Luo'er knows about the fire of Zhurong?" ”

Luo'er nodded and said: "I heard Jiehuan say that the Suiren clan got the fire, and the Zhu Xiang clan left the seeds, so the three generations of the Zhu Xiang clan were the Yan Emperor, set up the Xia official Zhu Rong, and ruled the fire government, and the unquenchable fire left at that time was called the fire of Zhurong, but later it was convenient to take the fire, and there was no need to keep the fire of Zhurong." ”

"The Zhurong clan has two branches, the Yan Emperor Zhurong clan and the Yellow Emperor Zhurong clan, the Xiluo clan was called the Xiluo clan in ancient times, and the Luo clan in Zhijiang City, Panxi County, Yuguo is now the descendants of the Zhurong clan, the fifth grandson of the Yellow Emperor-" It's a long story, Luo'er didn't want to say much, so he looked at Lin Yuan, he should also know this.

Lin Yuan nodded, and continued: "When the Yellow Emperor Zhurong clan moved south, I don't know why one of them went to the west and lived in seclusion in the snowy mountains, known as the Xiluo clan, until the former Yuan Dynasty, the world knew that the Xiluo clan was a descendant of the Zhurong clan, but I also heard of the fact that the Xiluo clan kept the fire of Zhurong. ”

"The Xiluo clan respects the saint and is supplemented by the great wizard, and it is said that they choose the heiress of the saint by miracle, it seems that this miracle is probably related to the fire of Zhurong!"

"Could it be that what we just saw was the light of the Zhurong Fire?" Zhishu, who has always been quiet and self-controlled, couldn't help but ask, these sound a little unbelievable.

I don't know, Luo'er and Lin Yuan shook their heads one after another, the fire of Zhurong is a legend after all.

Luo'er's heart suddenly moved, and she asked uncertainly: "Zhurong miracles, could it be that the saintess in their mouths is the daughter of the cloth?" ”

Actually, it is.

That night, the newborn baby girl was taken away by the people of Zhurong Temple.

Luo'er originally thought that there was nothing to do with herself, and she was going to say goodbye, but her wife, who was poured, begged Luo'er to see her congenitally weak daughter with teary eyes, and Luo'er remembered the weight of the baby girl when she was in her hands, and the thin and small cry, and decided to go to the temple to take a look at it more, and told her to go again.

But when he arrived at the door of the temple, he was stopped, and since it was the temple of the Xiluo tribe, there was no reason to let outsiders in.

Zhang Yang is a character who wants to do something if he doesn't agree with him, Luo'er and Zhishu hurriedly stopped him, at this time, he heard someone walking out of the hall quickly, and then he paused, and called out in surprise: "Fairy? ”

Luo'er sounded familiar, and turned her head to look.

The wide robe is slowly belted, the hair is draped barefoot, the face is handsome and simple, and the demeanor is self-admiring.

Luo'er couldn't help but smile slightly: "Mr. Qinbei! ”

Also calling in unison with Luo'er was Lin Yuan.

Shi Qinbei was even more surprised when he saw Lin Yuan: "Mr. Lin, why did you come here together?" ”

Lin Yuan said with a smile: "This matter is a long story, I don't know if Mr. Qinbei can take us to visit the new saintess, the new saint is born insufficient, this Luo'er girl is proficient in medical skills, and she was entrusted by the family to come for diagnosis and treatment." ”

Shi Qinbei was shocked when he heard this, and his tone was anxiously urged: "That baby girl has some problems, I am about to look for a witch doctor, you come in with me quickly!" ”

The baby girl who was born last night and has been named Xueyin is really not good, she stayed up too long during childbirth, and she didn't even have the strength to cry when she was born, and she was carried up the mountain overnight, and her pulse was so weak that she could barely touch it.

Such a small baby, it is also inconvenient to take medicine, Luo'er had to slowly warm her with her own internal strength, and prescribed medicine to grind it into powder, and after frying it in a copper pot, wrap it in gauze and apply it to Xueyin's navel.

After such a busy day, it was only in the evening that Xueyin's pulse gradually stabilized.

During this period, Zhang Yang ran out to play, Shi Qinbei left for a while and came back, talking to Lin Yuan for a long time.

It turned out that after Shi Qinbei escaped from Chengtian Palace that night, he went all the way to the south, and when he arrived in the Jin Kingdom, there were still people chasing after him at first, but after he arrived in the Yinshan area, there was no one.

It coincided with the time when the autumn leaves in the north of Yin Mountain were gorgeous, Shi Qinbei stayed for more than a month, and later heard that it was snowing in Xiluo Snow Mountain, so he rushed to Xiluo Snow Mountain, but was sealed by the heavy snow in the settlement of the Xiluo people.

Because of his unparalleled piano skills, he won the blue eyes of the current saint of the Xiluo tribe, and left him to teach piano skills.

When Luo'er heard this, she couldn't help but glance at Shi Qinbei strangely.

How do you remember when Helian Luan'er wanted to keep you, he swore that he couldn't be restrained?

Lin Yuan also briefly explained the situation on their side.

Luo'er had just finished her busy work and was relieved, and the current saintess came.