The twenty-second round: Cultivation is a great progress and rejuvenation of the skillful hands

The three halls are located in the innermost part of the county office, and the flower halls on the left and right sides are the places where the county order and his family live.

Although this place is small, it can be seen that the county office is in the front hall on weekdays, and the daily chores are in charge of the front soap shift, and the third shift lives behind the Yin Hotel, opposite to the prison, and does not occupy the back place.

There are two flower halls in the back house, and a garden in the back, if An Bihuai has no color and courage to marry several concubines in a row, the husband and wife and a few children, in fact, the residence is quite spacious.

The outer wall of the county government can't be smashed, and since the third wife, it can actually be regarded as crowded.

And then the fourth...... If you don't fight, you won't even have a place to live.

The East Flower Hall is leaning on the small kitchen, and the corner is originally a firewood room, which is very clean inside, and there is only a small bed, which is An Linger's boudoir.

On the edge of the bed sat a half-blind woman, fumbling to pour tea.

The things in the house are simple, she is used to living again, and the actions are quite neat, but her hands tremble badly when she pours tea, and most of the tea soup is spilled.

Brother Zhuang snatched the tea bowl with his hand: "Are those people outside dead?" How to let the lady do it herself! ”

He beckoned Zhen Ying to enter the door, strode to the window, lifted the window bar and shouted: "The next person is dead?" Let the eldest lady personally serve tea and pour water? Or are they all more expensive than the young lady, so they can't be called? ”

said and took two steps back, with some apology on his face: "Let Miss Zhen smile." ”

But even if he roared like this, the people in the backyard of the county government were still like rats in Maodong, and they couldn't hide.

Zhen Ying has mixed feelings in her heart, An Ling'er is the daughter of the county order, and now she is living like this, but she is not much better than her eight years.

If the basket on her wrist weighs a thousand pounds, she is a little gift that she bought casually, except for the color head, only taking advantage of the "cheap", but now it seems that she can't take it.

But he didn't expect the blind man to have a keen sense, and the tip of the eldest lady's nose moved, revealing a shy smile: "Zhuang Tou'er brought fruit again?" Your daughter-in-law is still pregnant, don't see the heavens and send things here. We orphans and widows can't speak in front of our husbands, but we are tired and worried. ”

Zhen Ying's nose was sour, and she was very sad in her heart: "Big lady, I was sent by the Zhen family and wanted to see Miss." ”

Hearing that she was from the Zhen family, the eldest lady did not show the slightest displeasure, but beckoned her to sit down: "It's good if the girl has a heart." ”

Zhen Ying is young, and Brother Zhuang is not afraid that she will be unfavorable to the mother and daughter of the An family.

After all, he is a Chengding, if he stays in the county master's house for a long time, I don't know what kind of tongue those people will chew.

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the house, Zhen Ying sat down in front of An Ling'er's bed, stroked her forehead with her hand, and injected spiritual power into her skull along the Baihui acupoint.

"Has the girl woken up? Have you ever been fed liquids? ”

An Ling'er is thin and small, if she never wakes up and eats something, she can starve to death just by being so hungry.

"Not yet." The half-blind woman put a small dustpan of beans on her lap and fumbled to pick them: "The doctor of the Rejuvenation Hall has seen it, and said that there is a blood clot in the brain, so it is good to find a monk and rush away." ”

Zhen Ying thought of the system of Zhongzhou Immortal Cultivation Examination and Compilation: "Then, the county master didn't make a move?" ”

The eldest lady's expression was visibly lonely: "There are so many things up and down in the county, the husband ...... him"

Zhen Ying hated it so much, she understood that Ambihuai's beast, her own daughter's life was gone, and she was ready to blackmail the Zhen family!

The spring cold is steep, this house was originally an old firewood house, and several gaps have not been blocked, Zhen Ying touched An Ling'er's skull, and vaguely returned to that snowy night.

Her teeth were clenched, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"You can't die, wake up quickly."

"Your mother is all up to you."

"If you don't wake up, my eldest sister and they will be offended......"

That snowy night, the mysterious monk rushed through Zhen Ying's whole body.

In a similar scene, that person can lift a weight as lightly and mobilize spiritual power as an arm command.

Zhen Ying was tired and sweating profusely.

She didn't know that that person was a well-known Ancestor of the Primordial Infant, but he had completed the cause and effect of Hongchen, and he was a Mahayana monk, and he was only one step away from crossing the tribulation and ascending.

And Zhen Ying, although she has spiritual power to assist in forging her body, after all, she is not a skill that she has learned from real swords and guns, and her foundation is a little weak.

In addition, when she broke through the Qi cultivation barrier, she heard about the Zhen family's secrets, and her heart was agitated and went crazy, and her mood was weaker.

Measuring oneself by the strength of the mysterious monk is tantamount to the light of fireflies competing with the bright moon.

An Ling'er had blood congestion in her brain, and it didn't matter in front of a serious foundation building monk. But Zhen Ying is far away from building a foundation, and there are still two great realms of condensation and Bigu!

Zhen Ying held her breath and concentrated, and "Pure Heart Jue" was running at full speed.

At this moment, the voice of the mysterious monk suddenly appeared in my ears.

"The qi pulse has been cleared, and the concentration is settled."

Zhen Ying did so, and at the same time asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" Can you hear me? ”

"God does not depart from the air, and the spirit does not depart from the spirit; Breathe and neutralize. ”

The man didn't respond to her question, but it was as if a pair of hands were pressed on Zhen Ying's shoulders.

"The extreme of silence, there is no self."

In the dark, there seems to be a force guiding the flow of spiritual power. Zhen Ying felt that the dantian had true qi reborn, and it slowly flowed into the body in front of him with the meridians.

But she didn't see that the qi of heaven and earth also began to gather, and the national fortune was wrapped in purple clouds, rising above the small dilapidated house.

For no reason, under the shroud of purple clouds, everyone felt refreshed. Those who read books can never forget the ten lines at a glance, and those who chop wood become infinitely powerful and strong.

Zhen Ying ran the exercises with all her might, and her heart was clear, and she suddenly seemed to feel something......

Looking down, An Ling'er opened a pair of wonderful eyes, facing her mother from a distance.

"Mother, your eyes, okay?