"Sister Qingxue, hand over your brother-in-law to me! he has lost too much blood and needs to recuperate. Fang Shiyu squatted down.

He was also in turmoil now, the divine stone was still shining with a little light at the moment, the sound of frogs in the rice field was still loud, and the withered spiritual rice was rejuvenated, obviously this catastrophe had passed.

The production of spiritual rice is a foregone conclusion.

And the sixth master of the Fang family, who planted and cultivated spiritual rice, would have a great chance to gain the right to speak in the Fang family.

Zhao Dongru stood up and said: "Give it to the old man, his literary skills have not been opened for a long time, and now he is carrying out poetry and blood sacrifices, I am worried that he will leave sequelae in the Wen Palace or Qi Mansion, I will take him back to Fang's house overnight, and let the pharmacists of the Elixir Hall take action." ”

"I'll go back with Master Zhao......"

Fang Qingxue handed Lin Yu over to Zhao Dongru, but her gaze never took off Lin Yu, as if she wanted to carve him into the depths of her soul.

"Good ......"

Zhao Dongru was so talented that he left his body, and carried Lin Yu off the prayer platform as if he had nothing, and Xiao Taozi went to arrange for the coachman to drive.

Fang Qingxue followed closely behind Zhao Dongru, her beautiful eyes were red, she looked down at the black chess pieces on her palm, which were still stained with blood, and then clenched them, a pair of beautiful eyes were extremely firm.

Under the coachman's hard work, the carriage carried Fang Qingxue, Zhao Dongru, and Lin Yu out of Yongle Township in a hurry.

And Xiao Taozi, Fang Xiaonian, and Fang Shiming took another carriage and rushed to Yichuan Town, and went directly back to Fang's house in Wuling City.

Fang Shiming, who stayed in Yongle Township, instructed the villagers not to divulge anything about Lingdao, and at the same time sat down in person.

And wrote a letter, which was sent back to Wuling City by carrier pigeons.

In the early morning of the next day, the two carriages returned to the outer courtyard of Fang's house one after the other, and when time was pressing, Fang Qingxue took out a small bamboo tube from his arms and pulled the hemp rope at the bottom.

Shout!

Suddenly, a ray of light shot straight into the sky.

"Miss Fang, do you need to alarm the inner courtyard, I'm afraid that the secrets on your body will be exposed because of this......" Zhao Dongru frowned slightly.

"I'm not worried about the pharmacist in the outer hospital. ”

Fang Qingxue looked at Lin Yu, who was pale, with a thick tiredness between her eyebrows, but her eyes were extremely firm.

"Go to the inner courtyard!"

Zhao Dongru instructed the coachman, and then the carriage turned around directly and galloped away from the other direction, at the same time, the solemn inner courtyard gate had been opened at this moment, and a tall and thin man stood in front of the door, waiting for something.

Law!

The carriage stopped, and Zhao Dongru jumped out of the carriage with Lin Yu in his arms.

"Lin Yu, Zhao Dongru?"

The tall and thin man frowned slightly, the signal just now was obviously sent by Fang Qingxue, but it was Zhao Dongru, the coach of the Wentang of the Outer Courtyard, and his son-in-law Lin Yu who got out of the carriage.

Moreover, Lin Yu is still in a comatose state, could it be that he drank last night?

"Dad, the situation is urgent, immediately arrange for the Tang Pharmacist in the inner courtyard to let him come to our mansion to save people, and bring more elixirs to stabilize the Cai Palace and Qi Mansion. ”

Fang Qingxue's figure then also walked out of the carriage, and the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to ask about the situation over there in Yichuan.

But he found that Fang Qingxue's eyes had been on Lin Yu all the time, which couldn't help but make him slightly stunned.

"Well, you take Lin Yu and Master Zhao to the mansion first, and I'll arrange the pharmacist. ”

The middle-aged man then turned around and left, while Zhao Dongru took Lin Yu and went directly into the inner courtyard, and under the guidance of Fang Qingxue, he went to Fang Qingxue's house in the inner courtyard......

"Where is this?"

When Lin Yu woke up, it was already noon the next day, but the unfamiliar environment made him slightly stunned.

The room was spacious, the bedding was also very good, and looking at the furniture displayed in the room, as well as the calligraphy and paintings on the walls, he was sure that this was not an outer courtyard.

"Shhh

After feeling the pain coming from the center of his eyebrows, Lin Yu also frowned slightly, and after looking inside, he found that the Cai Palace did not collapse after the blood sacrifice as described in the ancient books.

And there is nothing unusual about Qifu.

The only difference is that the talent in the Qi Mansion is empty, and the talent in the Talent Palace is also exhausted.

Lin Yu then walked a few steps from getting out of bed, and everything was intact, except that there was a faint scar on the index finger of his left hand.

"The aftermath of the blood sacrifice isn't as terrifying as described......"

Lin Yu muttered, he was still a little hesitant at first, but when he thought of blowing in front of Fang Qingxue, he had to grit his teeth and go on.

Fortunately, the blood sacrifice did not have serious consequences for him.

But...... He also knew very well that if it weren't for the liquefaction of the talent in his Qi Mansion and the strong talent in the Talent Palace, it was really possible for the Talent Palace to collapse and the Qi Mansion to burst.

"This is the Tao Te Ching that saved me......"

Lin Yu secretly rejoiced that if he hadn't comprehended the Tao Te Ching Heart Method, the talents in the Qi Mansion and the Talent Palace would definitely not be able to withstand the sequelae caused by the blood sacrifice.

"I'm going to take it easy in the future. ”

Lin Yu chuckled, then opened the door, and suddenly a figure turned upside down, Lin Yu was startled, and hurriedly stood up and dragged the fallen figure at the same time.

"Little Peach?"

Lin Yu frowned, and only then did he see clearly that this figure was Fang Qingxue's personal maid Little Peach.

"Brother-in-law, you woke up, Miss asked me to guard you here, and then I fell asleep somehow......"

Little Peach said in a panic, worried that she had just bumped into Lin Yu, after all, Lin Yu was still a patient, and then she suddenly woke up and said, "I'll go tell Miss that my uncle is awake ......"

"Hey ......"

Lin Yugang was about to call the little peach and ask about something, but the little peach actually ran away like a gust of wind.

However, judging from the material of the courtyard wall, this obviously belongs to the inner courtyard of the Fang family, if you guess correctly, it should be the house of your father-in-law in the inner courtyard.

There was a stone table and stone bench in the courtyard, on which a chessboard was placed, Lin Yu stepped forward to look at it, and his expression suddenly became weird.

Wasn't this the first game of chess he played with Fang Qingxue?

Could it be that my father-in-law is also proficient in chess?

Thinking of this, Lin Yu was also slightly surprised, he was ugly, ugly!

At the same time, in a study in this mansion, when Fang Qingxue told her father Fang Rusong what happened in Yongle Township, Fang Rusong's expression changed countless times in just a few minutes.

From the first time I heard Fang Qingxue say that Fang Shiming prayed for rain successfully, but the spiritual rice was still withering, and then to the loneliness after Fang Qingxue told the spiritual rice secret, everyone was lonely.

Then I heard Fang Qingxue tell about the shock of Lin Yu's poetry and blood sacrifice, and finally heard Fang Qingxue say that when his twenty years of hard work, three thousand acres of spiritual rice, were all recovered, the whole person suddenly bounced up from the chair.

The whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

"How, how is it possible? You, are you comforting Dad?" After Fang Rusong calmed down, he smiled bitterly, he felt that this could not be true.

As early as after the news came from Yichuan, he knew about this result.

It was useless to pray for rain.

Because this is not ordinary rice.

Now Fang Qingxue said that Lin Yu, the son-in-law who had not yet opened his knowledge, actually revived all the spiritual rice through poetry and blood sacrifices, and he felt that this was a fantasy.

(End of chapter)