Lu Jingyuan knows the bloated and fat young man in front of him very well, this person has infinite strength since he was a child, he worshipped the famous martial artist of Yan Kingdom, and practiced a good martial arts.

As the folk saying goes, one force will drop ten times, but it is not nonsense.

"It's hard to be afraid of you. Lu Jingyuan's eyes gathered, without the slightest timidity, since the last time in Wuyi Slope a battle of life and death, he has more and more understanding of the martial arts, and now the six realms of martial arts seem to be within reach.

"Childe, I don't want this anymore, it doesn't feel good, let's go over there and have a look, I think it's so lively over there!" Ziling suddenly tugged at Lu Jingyuan's cuffs, and then sold a cheerful expression and walked towards the crowded place in front of him.

"Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't fight with anyone. Lu Jingyuan understood what Ziling meant, so he didn't make a senseless confrontation with Zheng Yunxiao, put his hands behind his back, and followed with a leisurely face.

Zheng Yunxiao squinted at him, and didn't say anything more, the atmosphere here changed so skillfully, it can be called smooth, and the tense scene disappeared in an instant, and the two left separately.

An hour later, the master and servant had already played in the market, and at this time, a servant in the house hurriedly came to talk to Lu Jingyuan, Lu Jingyuan's face changed, and he immediately returned to the mansion.

Ziling slowly followed behind him and did not speak, but according to the construction of the Lufu attic courtyard and the ten years of familiarity with his son's thoughts, Ziling guessed a rough idea.

"Is it Mrs. Gan?" her voice was like a jewel, and her ears were crisp.

"Exactly. Lu Jingyuan was silent for a moment and finally spoke, and sure enough, he couldn't hide anything from the woman behind him.

"I'm afraid that Mrs. Gan will be sick again, how can this be good, the holy hand and famous doctor have also been invited, and there are a lot of Taoist masters, even Buddhist monks have no problem, and the son is ......"

"I only hope that Mrs. Gan can live well in the world, and the rest dare not force it, and I can't afford to ask for it. Lu Jingyuan's expression was a little gloomy, although his biological mother was not Mrs. Gan, but Mrs. Gan loved him like a relative.

When Lu Jingyuan was seven years old, her mother, the second lady of Lu Fu, was assassinated and killed in distress during an outing.

Who would have thought that the mother of the house, Ka Lanyu, would inherit him to his own name, and receive him in his own house to treat him as his own flesh and blood, which caused an uproar in the year, and the houses and courtyards secretly talked about it and did not dare to make a noise, and over time, no one mentioned it and no one touched it, it seemed to be a matter of course, probably Mrs. Gan had experienced the grief of her beloved son's frail and early death, and everything was such a coincidence, so she pinned all her hopes on Lu Jingyuan.

For Lu Jingyuan, if there is anyone in this world who can rank first in his heart, it is Mrs. Gan.

Approaching a spacious courtyard, there was a burst of babbling and strange words from inside the door, Lu Jingyuan pushed open the door and saw three Taoist priests casting spells and praying for blessings in the open space outside the wing, all three of them were yellow robes and purple crowns were extremely serious, one stood in front of the table and waved a sword and chanted a spell, the peach wood sword pierced seven or eight red talismans floating in the air, and the two of them threw yellow paper on both sides of the incense burner towards the blue sky.

"Bold demon! Taishang Laojun's pardon is here, and if you don't tie your hands, if you are stubborn, you will be wiped out!"

"It's too up-and-coming star, and the strain doesn't stop. Exorcise evil spirits and protect your life. Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace. The three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul. Haste as a law. ”

"Pardon!" A bunch of red mangs were thrown into the chamber by the peachwood sword, and under the surprised eyes of a servant in the mansion, the man was sweating profusely and finally stopped moving, his face was pale and he was out of breath.

"I temporarily sealed the evil things in my wife's body, and then every morning and evening, I put a good musk on it and put it in the living room, and find some more people to take care of her, and it will be no big problem. ”

"Madame's body is a little weaker than ordinary people, so you must pay attention to rest and avoid the cold, and you must not overwork. ”

"There is a chief of the road, go and order the housekeeper to allocate thirty taels of silver to the chief of the road, so that he can send the chief out of the house. Lu Jingyuan's face was not good-looking, he was upset and only gave a word to the next person, and then walked straight into the house.

"Mother, can you hear me? I was fine a few days ago, why is this all of a sudden?" He half-knelt on the side of the bed, held Mrs. Gan's hand with his left hand, and touched her forehead with his right hand, Mrs. Gan's hair was a little dizzy, a face without any blood, cheekbones stood up slightly, and his expression sometimes seemed to be awake and sometimes fell into a coma, seeing Mrs. Gan's haggard appearance, Lu Jingyuan's eyes were red, and tears wanted to burst out of his eyes, Ziling waited quietly behind him and slowly handed him a handkerchief.

"It's okay, I can bear it, what kind of body does a dignified seven-foot man cry and cry, and the eldest husband should shed blood without tears. ”

"Last night on a whim, Mrs. wanted to visit the garden at night, and after walking a few laps, she somehow felt unwell, so she hurried back to the house, thinking that she would be fine with a good night's sleep, but she suddenly fell ill at noon today. ”

"Oh, what a sin. Lu Jingyuan looked at Mrs. Gan's appearance, and felt very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but think of the past.

Seven or eight years ago, Mrs. Gan was still an elegant and gentle middle-aged beauty, and in just a few years, her face was yellow and thin, and the good years of the woman's family were wasted to him.

Since the death of his biological mother, the owner of the family who runs around the business in the mall all day has become more and more alienated from him, and the only reliance of the lonely young man is the cabbage language, whenever Lu Jingyuan is punished by Mr. Shuyuan for copying the classics without studying, a copy is a whole night, and Mrs. Gan will accompany him to write, light a white candle with an oil core, silently guard him beside him, and talk to him to relieve his boredom.

In early spring, the grass grew and the warbler flew, and Mrs. Gan took the young Lu Jingyuan to the suburbs to release paper kites. In the middle of summer, the blue lake is surging, the lotus leaves are stretched, and the boat is carrying the smiling mother and son. In the golden autumn, Mrs. Gan watched him practice swords and martial arts under the red locust tree, and sometimes boasted a few times and gave a thumbs up. In the harsh winter, every time Lu Jingyuan returns from a trip, she is bound to serve a cup of hot soup to warm his stomach.

It is a pity that these scenes did not last long, and Mrs. Gan contracted a cold on a northward journey, and the journey was tiring, and the injury was fundamentally ill, and the disease would occur every winter, and it was not serious in the early years, until she crossed the gate of forty years old, and her condition deteriorated, and never improved.

The medicine didn't seem to be working, so Lu Fu began to frequently hire Taoist monks and monks to pray for her blessings and eliminate disasters, but he encountered many extremely high mediocre rice buckets with little ability and shelves, which made Lu Jingyuan hate the pain.

"I don't know who angered the sacred, to torture my mother like this, if only I could bear some pain for her, even if it was just a little. Lu Jingyuan stared at the middle-aged woman on the soft couch and muttered to herself.

"Don't worry too much about the second son, although this disease cannot be eradicated, but Mrs. Gan is tenacious and has survived every time, and she will definitely not make a mistake this time. ”

"I hope so. ”

"The tricks of those Taoist priests just now seem to have really played a big role, and Mrs. Gan's face has improved, and there is a little blood. Ziling's eyes softened, and she gently patted the stunned Lu Jingyuan.

"It doesn't seem to be the previous swaggering magic sticks, who didn't spend that unjust money. Lu Jingyuan was a little surprised, and suddenly raised his interest.

"Hurry up and send Aunt Chen to bring a silver basin to get a small amount of hot water and wipe the sweat on her mother's face. ”

"All right, slave and maid, go now. ”

Suddenly, the one-year-old woman entered the house with a basin, sat on the edge of the bed and wrung out the towel full of hot water, gently wiped the sweat for Mrs. Gan, and fed a bowl of decoction, Mrs. Gan's face was much ruddy, and her expression gradually calmed down.

"Second son, my wife's condition has improved, and I will wake up within two days of taking the decoction twice a day in the future, so I don't need to worry too much. Although she is old, the old woman in the house who is still full of spirit has a calm face.

"That's a lot of trouble Aunt Chen, my mother will be left to your care. Lu Jingyuan looked respectful, the old lady in front of her had a high prestige in the mansion, and she was the housekeeper who had followed Mrs. Gan for decades.

"The second son doesn't have to be polite, this is what the old slave should do. The old woman surnamed Chen smiled slightly.

"My mother has been depressed for five years, and in the past five years, I have searched all over the world for famous doctors to no avail, if this trend continues, I am afraid that my mother will not last for a few years. At the end of the words, his voice was like a long smoke cut off, powerless in the air.

"Childe has done his best, and the future is only up to Madame herself. ”

"Aunt Chen, my mother-in-law really fell for witchcraft, and was soaked in body and mind by demonic things, so there is no cure?"

"But the old slave has never found anything suspicious in his life with his wife, there are many martial arts masters in the house, and every time he travels, he is escorted by a guest, and those evil ghosts and gods are most afraid of people with murderous blood, and they should not dare to provoke Mrs. easily. The old woman frowned and thought carefully.

"Was there any chance or accident that happened?" Lu Jingyuan refused to give up at all.

"Accident ......"

"By the way, one year in the harsh winter, Mrs. went north to the capital, because she traveled to the barren mountains and mountains within a radius of thirty miles and was uninhabited, so she stayed in a ruined temple, and accidentally overturned the crumbling wall in the middle of the night and crushed a nest of wild fox cubs to death, for which Mrs. was sad all night. ”

Soon after, Madame contracted a cold. ”

"Kitsune. Monster. Are there really these existences in this world?" Lu Jingyuan fell into deep thought, there is a saying among the people, foxes, poisonous snakes, and white wolves, these three things, it is best not to provoke them, even if they encounter it, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and they are all right, otherwise there will be ominous signs.

Lu Jingyuan was silent for a moment, he had grown up in the heyday of his family since he was a child, and he had not encountered those bizarre and strange things, nor had he heard others talk about it, so he quickly denied his inner thoughts.

Ziling waited behind him for most of the time without moving, and when he saw Mrs. Gan's face slightly improved, his lips moved.

"Second son, when I left the house, the Taoist priest said that Mrs. Gan lived in a quiet and quiet place in the forest, and it was too bustling and noisy here, which would disturb the mind and not conducive to recovery. The Taoist priest instructed before leaving, and Ziling reminded lightly when he remembered it.

"Okay, then move me to the deserted house behind the rockery!"

This was an ordinary sentence, but after Lu Jingyuan said it, the maids behind him looked frightened.