With Zuo Ci's agreement, the group quickly came to the carriage outside the watch under the light, "Immortal, my son is in the car、、、" Jiang Fang took the lead and lifted the curtain and said respectfully.

"Madam, wait a moment for a while."

Zuo Ci didn't say politely and took the lantern and stepped into the carriage gently, but before everyone could react, Zuo Ci came out again in a breath and asked eagerly: "Madam, how old is Ling Lang today?" ”

"Immortal, what's wrong with my son being six years old this year?" Regarding Zuo Ci's words, Jiang Fang asked suspiciously.

"Six years old, six years old, that is the first year of Jianning was born!" Zuo Ci muttered.

"Yes, my son was born at noon on the first day of the first month of Wushen in the first year of Jianning." Jiang Fang replied nervously.

"Really, providential, providential! Haha, I didn't expect that Lao Dao had been looking for so long, and it didn't take any effort to get it, it really has its own providence in the dark! After listening to Jiang Fang's answer, Zuo Ci actually laughed like a child and almost didn't jump up.

Facing Zuo Ci's instant madness, Jiang Fang couldn't help but feel a little that he had met a divine stick, and hurriedly asked timidly: "Zuo Immortal, are you okay?" ”

was questioned by Jiang Fang, and then Zuo Ci felt his gaffe, and said continuously: "Rude、、、、、"

But it's no wonder that Zuo Ci suddenly lost his temper, if it is something that you have been looking for for a long time, just when you are about to give up, this thing suddenly appears in front of you, who will be calm.

Just now, when Zuo Ci jumped into the carriage and lifted the thin quilt covering Jiang Qi's body, he glanced at the child's face by the way, but he couldn't move it away when he saw it.

Although Jiang Qi's face in the eyes is tender and pale, his full heavenly court, square and round pavilion, straight nose bridge, and upturned sword eyebrows can be said to be perfect.

But it was just the beginning, when he opened Jiang Qi's closed eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that still had gods below, it made Zuo Ci feel calm, and in an instant Zuo Ci felt that this son must be the person he was looking for.

"Madam, rest assured, the poor road is to do everything he has learned in his life will save Ling Lang, quickly help the child in, and wait for the poor road to heal the good life、、、、" Zuo Ci put away his mood, he also knew that the young man in front of him was not lightly injured, and he didn't dare to delay any longer and assured Jiang Fang at the moment.

"Thank you to the immortals for rescuing 、、、"

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In a clean room in the Taoist temple, Jiang Qi was lying motionless on the low couch, and there were still a few trembling silver needles inserted in his open chest.

Soon, a prescription appeared on the white white silk, put down the pen case, Zuo Ci picked up the white silk and gently dried the ink, stood up and handed it to Jiang Da at the same time, and said: "According to the amount of the prescription, grab ten doses first, and 、、、、 quickly."

"But now that the city gate is closed, how should it be," Jiang Da took the white silk and carefully put it into his arms, and then worried.

"Okay, there are some common medicinal herbs in the formula, you can buy them in the small town outside the city, there is a fast horse in the stable, this horse can travel thousands of miles a day, you take the dust of the poor road in front of this horse's head and caress it, you can ride, when go back quickly" Zuo Ci said and handed the dust to Jiang Da.

Jiang Da also took the dust and left quickly, waiting for the medicine to be confirmed, and then Zuo Ci said to the Qingyun Guan Master: "Brother Dao, please prepare a small wooden vessel that the donor can sit on, and bother to build a small pot in the courtyard for boiling water、、、、、

"Just go to the poor road," Qingyun Guan said without pretentiousness, so he went down to prepare.

As soon as the people left, only Zuo Cihe and Jiang Fang, his mother who was wiping Jiang Qi's forehead, were left in the room, so Jiang Fang immediately asked.

"Immortal, my son can save 、、、、"

"Madame Ling Lang is hurting the heart, if it weren't for the fact that someone had treated Ling Lang and Ling Lang was in good health, I'm afraid he would have died long ago、、、," Zuo Ci sighed when he returned to the couch.

"Then according to the words of the immortals, my son has a chance of survival" Jiang Fang was also a little prepared in the face of ups and downs in one day, and then looked at Zuo Ci's ruthless appearance, and then said: "Immortals, the little woman has been prepared, immortals, please tell us directly、、、、、"

"Since Madame has said so, then Poor Dao will tell her bluntly, although Ling Lang took the Soul Rejuvenation Elixir refined by Poor Dao and temporarily kept his heart, fortunately, the sharp blade that entered the body at that time was half a point, otherwise Poor Dao would not be able to do anything, but even so, I am afraid that the chance of saving life is less than thirty percent、、、" Zuo Ci gave birth to three fingers and said, in fact, it was Zuo Ci's most optimistic expectation.

"When I came, the doctor said that my son has no power to return to heaven, since the immortal said so, what else can the woman expect, although the immortal heals, if it is true, it is also my son's own life、、、、、" Jiang Fang looked at the lifeless son on the couch and said.

"Madam, don't worry, Poor Dao will save Ling Lang even if he doesn't sleep, but whether it can be done depends on the will of God、、、、" Zuo Ci looked at Jiang Qi, who was dying on the couch, and sighed again.

Over the years, he and his old friend Nanhua have walked through thousands of mountains and rivers to find this person in the four states of Hebei, Hebei, Qingdao, and Youzhou, and he doesn't want to find it today, how can he not be sad.

After sighing, Zuo Ci took out the silver needle in his arms again, and then began to further rescue, just looking at the lifeless Jiang Qi on the couch, Zuo Ci was sighing again if God was testing him, otherwise why would he find Jiang Qi at this moment.

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Sleepless, day and night, Zuo Ci also fulfilled his promise very well, and now he has not officially rested for three days, and in these three days, he has been studying how to save Jiang Qi.

But it's strange to say, these days the medicine is not less, but Jiang Qi in a coma just doesn't get better, not only that, even the high fever on Jiang Qi's body has not been solved, if he hadn't been soaking Jiang Qi in a boiled medicine basin for treatment, maybe Jiang Qi has been burned by high fever and turned into a fool at this time.

Of course, after three busy days, Zuo Ci did not work in vain, at least Jiang Qi's pulse was a little stronger, and this slight change also made Zuo Ci more confident.

"Left Immortal 、、、"

With a series of hurried footsteps woke up Zuo Ci, who was resting, the footsteps stopped at the door of Zuo Ci's wing, and then Jiang Fang's voice came.

"But Mrs. Jiang is here, please come in 、、、、," Zuo Ci replied after tidying up his appearance slightly.

Jiang Fang, who waits for his son every day, is now a lot haggard, Zuo Ci looked at it and couldn't help reminding: "Madam, you have to pay attention to your body, 、、、", after speaking, he took out a brocade box from his sleeve and said: "Madam, there are two poor Dao refining pills in the box, you take one every other day, you can nourish qi and nourish blood." ”

"No! The immortals thought that my son had been working hard for a few days, how could the little woman still covet the elixir of the Dao elixir! Jiang Fang was moved by the kindness at first, but reason still let Jean quickly push back the brocade box.

"Just a few pills, Madame must not refuse, besides, if Madame falls ill and the poor Dao has to bother to take care of it, it will be bad, Madame will accept it、、、、、" Seeing that Jiang Fang refused to accept it, Zuo Ci smiled lightly and handed the box over again.

"In this way, the little woman is ashamed, thank you to the immortals!" Jiang Fang looked at Zuo Ci with a sincere face, and after a moment of thought, he accepted the brocade box, although he was not deeply involved in the WTO, Jiang Fang seemed to have guessed that there might be some changes today.

"That's very good, Madame, do you know why Pingdao is looking for it?" Watching Jiang Fang accept the brocade box, Zuo Ci continued.

"The immortal summoned the little woman to come, but my son's business?" Jiang Fang asked vigilantly.

"Of course, there is one thing that I don't know if I should talk about for a long time?"

"Can the immortals tell them bluntly, and the little woman has long been prepared?" Although he was on guard, as soon as he mentioned his son Jiang Fang, he immediately became confused, and looked at Zuo Ci with a worried face and asked.

"Ling Lang is himself with a sharp blade to hurt the heart vein, resulting in damage to the heart and blood blockage, recently Poor Dao has been soaking his body in medicinal soup, so that the medicine slowly promotes the normal operation of the body, and then help the pill, now with the initial results, but Ling Lang has been talking nonsense and accompanied by high fever, Poor Dao rummaged through the medical books, and it is really ashamed to find the cause of Ling Lang!"

"Poor Dao is worried that if it goes on for a long time, I am afraid that if he saves his son, he will become stupid." Zuo Ci slowly talked about Jiang Qi's illness and said worriedly.

"Is there a way for the immortals to be saved?" Jiang Fang asked with a solemn face.

"Not yet, the only way now is to wipe your body with spirits to prevent the temperature from rising again." Zuo Ci shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Fang looked at Zuo Ci, who shook his head and sighed, as if he still had something to say, so he asked, "Is there anything else that the Taoist chief is difficult to say?" ”

"Poor Dao has traveled all over his life, collecting countless books, including a lot of medical books, but in addition to reading in his spare time, Poor Dao spends most of his time developing pills, and now the only way is to wait for Poor Dao to return to the place where he cultivates and slowly look for it to see if there is a way to cure Ling Lang."

Now that Jiang Qi's condition has not been found, Zuo Ci is also a little restrained, and speaking of this also makes Zuo Ci, who has always been obsessed with the development of pills, have the feeling that he hates less when he uses the book.

"Immortals, where do you practice, and how much time do you spend coming and going? Regarding Zuo Ci's words, Jiang Fang, who was worried, hurriedly asked, he didn't want his son to lose hope of his last life.

"Poor Dao Cultivation Office, in the Tianzhu Mountain, which is thousands of miles away from here, I can't say how long it will take, even if I go to find it at the earliest, it will take a few months, I'm afraid that Ling Lang's condition will change in time, then?"

"How's that for good? "Zuo Ci's worries undoubtedly made Jiang Fang lose her usual stability.

Seeing Jiang Fangzuoci, who was anxious, he hurriedly said his thoughts: "For today's plan, I'm afraid that only Ling Lang can go on the road with the poor road and return to the poor road grass house 、、、、for treatment."

"Huh?" Hearing Zuo Ci's words, Jiang Fang was stunned at first, and then hesitated, although he thanked Zuo Ci, but the two were not related, so how could she let go of her son and go thousands of miles away with someone like this.

Zuo Ci also saw Jiang Fang's hesitation, and said slowly: "If Madam thinks something is wrong, just treat it as if the poor road has no words, okay, let's talk about another thing now."

Jiang Fang's reaction Zuo Ci had already expected it, and now he started a roundabout plan, even if there were some dangers, he wanted to try his best, so that Jiang Fang agreed to cultivate himself after rescuing Jiang Qi, and said that Zuo Ci took out a few things.

Zuo Ci changed his words, Jiang Fang didn't expect it, but when he saw that Zuo Ci took out all the divination things, he was puzzled.

After the objects were put away, Zuo Ci continued: "Poor Dao doesn't want to hide from Madame, Poor Dao is not proficient in medical skills but Qimen Dunjia, and in the past three days, Poor Dao has also divined dozens of hexagrams for the son, and each hexagram is the same、、、、、"

"What do you say?" Although Jiang Fang didn't know why Zuo Ci suddenly talked about divination, she couldn't help but wonder when it came to her son, after all, for thousands of years, everyone from the royal family to the grass people was convinced by divination and astrology, and he also wanted to peek into his son's future.

"Poor Dao has divined countless times in his life, but he can't understand Ling Lang's life, and now he can only guess from the hexagram and Ling Lang's face, and finally came to the conclusion that Ling Lang was young and bumpy, and there was an early death, unless there is someone destined to help Ling Lang survive the disaster, otherwise Ling Lang will definitely not be able to grow up!" Looking at Jiang Fang's face full of expectations, Zuo Ci played his role very well and said seriously.

Even if he didn't believe in the old words, the word early death still pierced Jiang Fang's heart, and he couldn't help but ask with a shocked face: "Immortal, but it's a joke?" ”

"Madame!" Although he didn't understand the word flickering, Zuo Ci still mastered the essence of it, and immediately asked mysteriously.

"My son has been smart and clever since he was a child, and I still hope that the immortals will give me some advice、、、、" Seeing that Zuo Ci's rigorous appearance didn't look like a joke, and seeing his immortal style and bones didn't look like a magic stick, Jiang Fang immediately believed it, and quickly knelt on the ground and begged.

Zuo Ci was determined about Jiang Fang's actions, and hurriedly got up and continued: "Madam, please get up, since Poor Dao appears here, he will definitely not stand idly by!" ”

"Thank you to the immortals, if the immortals can help my son tide over the difficulties, the little woman will be a cow and horse in the next life, and she will definitely repay the immortals for their regeneration of my son."

"Madame's words are serious, Poor Dao should have left here a few days ago, but it is also our fate to meet Ling Lang today." Zuo Ci said more than committedly.

"That's definitely the case, the city medicine hall said that my son was not saved, but now he is safe and sound under the help of the immortals, the immortals must be my son's nobles, and I hope that the immortals will not hesitate to rescue、、、 Jiang Fang said with some excitement.

"Madame is not busy first, if the poor Dao can be saved, of course she will not be stingy, but before that, I want to ask Madame, did Ling Lang have a vision from heaven when he was born?" Zuo Ci said humbly.

"Don't hide it from the immortals, the little woman saw a silver-armored young man sitting in front of the collapse in a dream, and the unicorn lingering aside, and soon after Fang had a pair of children. When the siblings were born, there was a real vision in the sky, when the sky was dark and the wind was blowing, and there was a unicorn hovering on the top of the courtyard before Ananda was born. It is also the origin of the names of the little woman's two children, but what does it mean!? Jiang Fang also let go, reminiscing about the year and said.