When he reached the realm of the Mold Sage, Li Xian thought that he would no longer be easily threatened, and he would not be embarrassed by a little bad luck. However, the reality told him that it was still far from it.

For example, the invisible responsibility of this barbarian country has been shackling Li Xian, and he has been passive all the time.

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Almost arrived in Xilin, Li Xian said goodbye to the old woodcutter who had kindly pointed out the way for him, put away the map and looked at the lush greenery of the jungle in the west, only to feel a burst of high spirits.

Then, before Li Xian set off again, he saw the tall old woodcutter who looked like a barbarian with a strong physique, returning with a group of young and menacing people, just like a group of bandits who robbed houses.

With this rabble, Li Xian believed that he would be able to solve the battle in less than half an hour with full firepower. It's completely crushed, and it's not a threat at all.

However, what Li Xian didn't expect was that these people came menacingly not to ask for trouble, but to stare at Li Xian's bald head vigorously, and after confirming that he was a monk from the Central Plains, they all knelt down.

Do you want to be so spineless? You must know that there are many of you, and you are still strong.

Li Xian put away the bad luck that was about to be released, and when his face was puzzled, the ashamed old woodcutter knelt and moved a few steps forward, muttering something in a dry and incomprehensible language.

Seeing that Li Xian was puzzled, he couldn't understand what he meant, and he was in a hurry to make comparisons.

When Li Xian asked the old woodcutter about the road with the map before, he didn't speak, just pointed to the southwest, and then compared the lines on the map to show that there was not much way.

And if this old woodcutter opened his mouth to speak, Li Xian would definitely be able to analyze from his words that he was speaking barbarian language and was from a barbarian country.

There are many tribes in the barbarian country, and there are many languages, but the general idea is the same. Just like what Yun Guichuan said, the accent of each place is a little different, and the words spoken by an item are also a little different, but as soon as you listen to it, you will realize that the person speaking is from this region.

Although Li Xian could tell that they were speaking barbarian language, he was embarrassed that he couldn't understand what he meant.

Especially the old woodcutter spoke quickly because he was in a hurry, and the gesture that no one could guess the meaning except himself made Li Xian even more confused.

is still kneeling in front of him at such an old age, and it is necessary for the sky to thunder.

Don't care what he means, people help them up first. However, Li Xian stepped forward, and the old woodcutter realized what was going on and stepped back, letting Li Xianfu not help him, which was extremely embarrassing.

When he was embarrassed, a young man came out of the tribesmen kneeling on the ground, his appearance was very different from those tall and dark-skinned barbarians, with bronze skin and a height of about six feet (more than 1.8), which was more similar to the people of the Central Plains.

"Master, you are a monk from the Central Plains, right?"

Seeing Li Xian nodded, the young man didn't ask much, and knelt down again: "Master, you have great powers and can save the people of the world." Now my daughter-in-law is staying in the house and has a difficult birth, and I hope the master can save her life. ”

There were more than a dozen people kneeling in front of Li Xian, and there were many yellow-skinned Central Plains people with pure blood, who were estimated to be the blood brothers of this Qingzhuang and his daughter-in-law. Seeing the young man kowtowing, the others also kowtowed together.

Li Xian is not an all-round monk, and the delivery is very different from the usual treatment and saving people. His life was at stake, so he had to groan.

Barbarians are more realistic, they will never deceive when doing things, and kowtow is also real. The sound of "bang" kowtow continued to sound, but after a while, blood was on the ground.

Seeing that the old woodcutter's arm trembled, he was dizzy and crumbling, but he still had no intention of stopping, as if Li Xian would die here if he didn't agree.

In addition, the woman's difficult birth will endanger her life, and there is not much time for Li Xian to hesitate in the race against time.

You can't see death and not save it, right? It doesn't matter, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, if it really doesn't work, you can find a bad god, and some bad luck is worth exchanging a human life.

After thinking about it clearly, Li Xian no longer hesitated, and immediately stepped forward to help the old woodcutter up, and then let the young man who could understand the Central Plains dialect lead the way to their village.

After inquiring on the way, Li Xian also knew that this young man was named Batu, and the village where they were located was called Tianyou Village. Formerly known as a remote side branch of the ancient tribe of the barbarian country, it migrated here decades ago due to the war on the border.

There are many secrets in this world, and Li Xian doesn't have to know them one by one. So when Batu stopped talking about why the village had moved, Li Xian directly diverted the topic and asked his daughter-in-law to learn some information.

Batu's mother is a Central Plains woman, so his appearance is so similar to that of the Central Plains. Because of this relationship, he naturally has a special affection for the Central Plains people.

Therefore, the daughter-in-law who married was also from the next village, and her relative body was not as strong as that of the barbarians.

As he spoke, he was almost at the place, and the village built on the forest was already in sight.

The houses in the village are all made of wood, and in order to prevent moisture from the ground from entering the houses, the foundation is separated from the floor by three or four feet, which is very similar to the bamboo building of the Miao family.

A clear stream runs through the village, and flowers bloom along the riverbank. Listening to the roosters and dogs barking, smelling the fresh and elegant air, I feel very comfortable, and it is a good place to retire.

Walking in a hurry, Li Xian didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery before he was taken to a courtyard by Batu.

The yard is neatly groomed with green grass, and there are many chickens, ducks and geese in the fence. The breeze blows through the rows of cured bacon hanging under the eaves, showing the virtuous and capable hostess everywhere.

There were still many people in the courtyard, and most of the older women in the village came, but no one spoke, except for the cry of the house, which was already weakened to the extreme, still ringing.

Pregnant women have dystocia, which is very dangerous. After trying hard for so long without results, it is usually time to make a choice.

Either keep it big or keep it small, and if you hesitate, you may have two lives.

Even if the woman survives in the end, her vitality will be greatly damaged, and if she is not taken care of, she may bleed profusely.

The midwife who was in the house came out shaking her head and put the most difficult choice in front of Batu.

Batu bit his lip and turned pale, he glanced at Li Xian with hopeful eyes, and was about to rush into the house with him.

However, the experienced midwife stopped him, and after a fierce barbarian conversation, the midwife glanced at Li Xian suspiciously, but still shook her head.

Batu insisted, and at this time, the old woodcutter, who was his father, also spoke to stop him. This made him look depressed, and finally let go of the palm that was holding Li Xian's arm.

When is this happening, human life is at stake! Still suspicion comes and goes, and time is wasted in vain.

Li Xian has always been plagued by bad luck, although he is also afraid that his bad luck will affect the mother and make the result worse. But it can't be helped, you have to give it a try.

Perhaps, there is a good way to do it?

Li Xian was ready to rush, but Batu turned around and explained, only to realize that he was wrong.

"Don't get me wrong, master, it's actually like this. It is rumored in the village that the place where women give birth to children is a bad place, and if a man goes in, he will be unlucky for a few years. ”

Unlucky? Li Xian, who was worried that his realm could not be improved, his eyes lit up.

But when he heard him say that a woman giving birth to a child was characterized as bad luck, his brows were furrowed.

Li Xian is a good boy who grew up under the red flag, and the concept of equality between men and women has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Compared with others, women are more unlucky to give birth to children, and they are unwilling to help. Li Xian thinks that this is his honor, after all, who didn't come out of his mother's womb?

Even if there is no such thing as mold, Li Xian will still think so, and step forward to help without any hesitation.

"Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong. How can a woman give birth to a child because it is bad luck? This is the transmission of life from Heaven to the mortal world, the creation of angels.

The process of mother's birth is a process of transmission, not only will there be no bad luck, but it will also bring good luck to the whole family!"

Seeing Li Xian's righteous words, there were faint signs of anger, Batu smiled bitterly and hurriedly explained to the midwife in front of him in barbarian language.

In fact, bad luck is just a rhetoric. Pregnant women need to pay full attention when they give birth, and their own men are fine, but they are inevitably a little embarrassed if they have other men.

And the man in the house can't help much, so anxious to go around, it may also distract the mother's attention and cause signs of dystocia.

The midwife finally approved Li Xian to go in, and Batu, who couldn't help anything, definitely wanted to stay outside.

Li Xian couldn't understand the barbarian language, but he didn't have the time to stay in the courtyard and watch them continue to fight. Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he pushed the two people who were blocking in front of him aside and walked in by himself.

Entering the dimly lit room, a strange smell came to his nose, and Li Xian frowned, but it was not unbearable.

At this time, the mother's voice was already very weak, and her breathing was very frequent. And under her crotch, there was a bloody little foot sticking out, and the other was stuck in her stomach.

If you delay for a while, even if the adult is fine, the child will definitely suffocate to death.

Li Xian carefully removed the bad luck emanating from his body, stepped forward to pretend to investigate, pinched here and where he pinched, and nodded and shook his head from time to time, as if he was very professional, but in fact, he was using his consciousness to talk to the summoned moldy god.

"Amitabha. One corpse and two lives, master, do you have any way?"

"Ahem, mortal affairs are generally not under the control of the heavenly realm, and it is against the laws of heaven to mix them up like this. The god frowned, as if he was really afraid of the punishment of the heavenly realm.

Those who eat unlucky food are not afraid of heaven and earth, and how to improve the realm of twisting and pinching and cowering?

The moldy god was afraid of heavenly punishment, Li Xian absolutely did not believe it, so he had to say: "Amitabha, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Fortunately, since the poor monk happened to catch up, he must have to save him.

After paying off the two million unlucky points that the master had paid earlier, the poor monk saved some more. There are about 50,000 of them, even if they are all used to save people. ”

Two million are pitted, and 50,000 are still in your eyes?

The face of the moldy god remained unchanged, and he thought about it for a while before saying, "Saving people and crossing people is to affect cause and effect." This medium-level divine realm thing is no more cautious than the low-level divine objects that were traded before. ”

It is as if the artifacts traded before and the hundreds of thousands of barbarians accumulated in the barbarian city will not affect the cause and effect of others.

Li Xian rolled his eyes, thinking that someone in the heavenly realm might have put pressure on the moldy god, otherwise how could this profiteer, who knew that he was unlucky, but not everyone, say so many words?

nodded, indicating that he had listened to what the moldy god said.

Seeing that Li Xian could speak and knew how to speak, he said about the exchange: "Pregnant women and babies are weak, and there are two vitality pills to restore vitality, which can be eaten by mortals, but the poor monks have worked hard to scrap from the Tushi Palace... Ahem, begging.

If the child is held in the mother's womb for too long, it may affect his wisdom and physical fitness, and Qihui Dan will also have one.

You can't just watch your child have no talent and grow up to be useless, right?

And the woman also has some old diseases that need to be regulated......

A total of 53,000 unlucky values, read in the master and apprentice, you do good deeds and poor monks naturally have merit. Just take 50,000 yuan directly, and the delivery fee will be waived for you. ”

Just now, I kept saying that I couldn't affect the cause and effect of mortals, but for the sake of bad luck, I changed my face so quickly. Can you still get a face?

A profiteer is a profiteer, and he has already calculated the only 50,000 unlucky value left on his body, and he will not be willing if he does not squeeze it dry.

After such a delay, the time is running out more and more. What can Li Xianneng say? He could only nod his head quickly.

The moldy god collected the bad luck value and flew back to heaven, and there was a tremor from the mold meridian on Li Xian's body, indicating that the money and goods had been cleared.

Then under the surprised gaze of the surrounding women, Li Xian took out a large number of pills from his arms expressionlessly.

First give the Yuan Qi Pill to the weak woman, and constantly repair her body, until she has enough strength to give birth to the child. All the pills, Li Xian gave them all to the woman and the child.

This elixir is a product of the Heavenly Court, and it melts in the mouth, so there is no need to worry about the problem that the child will not be able to eat when he is born.

Waiting for Li Xian to feed all the pills, the baby, who was thought by the women to be born and would not live long, cried out loudly with a "wow".

Hearing the loud cry of the child, Batu and the old woodcutter who were waiting in the courtyard wept with joy.

Batu hurriedly walked into the house, not caring about the strange smell in the air, picking up the child, who didn't know it was a son or daughter, and grinning vigorously.

In the end, the old woodcutter gave him a slap, and when he saw the child's low finch, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Looking at Batu to express his gratitude to his daughter-in-law with a ruddy face, Li Xian did not bother them to enjoy the happy moment of their children and grandchildren in the same house, and quietly withdrew from the crowded house.

And there was no joy in the house for long.

The old woodcutter drove everyone out of the house on the grounds that the mother and child needed to be quiet.

But after giving birth to a son, he was not stingy. Immediately let all the relatives together, kill half of the yard's chickens, ducks and a pig, and decide to feast the guests.