Ji Si looked around and made sure that she was in the Ling Mansion, right, that autumn leaves...... Could it be the autumn leaves that were not married fifteen years ago? Her heart was full of doubts, and she immediately floated after the autumn leaves who had just run out.

She followed Akiba to the delivery room with hot water, where she saw a man pacing anxiously back and forth outside the delivery room, and the man was obviously a much younger father.

The door of the delivery room was suddenly opened, and an old woman with her sleeves covered in sweat looked like she was about to cry: "Master, it's not good, Madame, she has a difficult birth, I'm afraid the child can't be saved." ”

"Where's Madame, is Madame okay?" the mausoleum staff kept probing into the delivery room, almost pushing the midwife inside.

The midwife's face was embarrassed for a long time and she said: "Madame, she ......"

Hearing this, the Lingyuan directly pushed the midwife aside and almost ran into the delivery room, and Sisi also floated in, and there was a woman on the bed who was sweating profusely and lying on the bed, even her hair was soaked, and she was clinging to her forehead and cheeks, it was Mrs. Ling when she was young.

When Mrs. Ling saw the mausoleum outside, she tried to stretch out a hand to hold the mausoleum outside, but because she was too weak, her hand could only barely be lifted into the air, and the mausoleum clerk hurriedly stepped forward to hold Mrs. Ling's hand:

"Madam......" The mausoleum member put Mrs. Ling's hand on his face, and the mausoleum member choked up, and he had already expected the current situation with the tone and expression of the midwife's voice.

"I'm sorry. ”

Ling Yuanwai hurriedly shook his head, and his tears dripped onto Mrs. Ling's hand and slowly slid down Mrs. Ling's hand.

"It's because I'm incompetent, I haven't been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter for my husband, and after I go, my husband can ......" Mrs. Ling didn't even have the strength to speak, her voice became smaller and smaller, and the mausoleum shook her head vigorously, not wanting her to continue.

"Master, a Taoist priest came from outside, saying that he could save Madame!" was Akiba's voice.

Qiu Ye said that the Taoist priest had followed her in, the Taoist priest was wearing a gray Taoist robe, holding a white whisk in his hand, only to see the Taoist priest throw the dust in his right hand to his left arm, "Human life is at stake, where can I wait for the report!" He walked straight to the bed and took out a talisman and pasted it on Mrs. Ling's forehead, and Mrs. Ling had completely fainted at this time.

"This talisman can temporarily cover the aura on the lady's body, and the ghost who hooks the soul is almost impossible to find for a while. It seems that in order to convince the mausoleum outside, the white-bearded Taoist priest did not give the mausoleum a chance to speak, so he said it to himself, and after pasting the talisman, the white-bearded Taoist priest strode out of the door, and the mausoleum member quickly put down Mrs. Ling's hand and followed out.

The white-bearded Taoist priest did not go far, but stood in the courtyard and watched the rolling red clouds, and after waiting for a while, the white-bearded Taoist priest dusted his hands, and the rolling red clouds began to make a rumbling sound, and then the red clouds showed signs of being split, to be precise, something broke out of the red clouds.

There was a golden light in the red clouds, and after more and more golden light appeared, the red clouds began to disperse, and a bead with golden light came from the clouds, and the golden bead turned around in the air a few times as if looking for something, and finally fell on the hand raised by the white-bearded Taoist priest.

She only felt that the bead was a little familiar, like the one that her mother had been wearing around her neck, and later she knew that this bead was called the Avoiding Immortal Pearl.

After the white-bearded Taoist priest got the bead, he returned to the house again, and when the bead approached Mrs. Ling, two firefly-like points of light entered Mrs. Ling's body, and Mrs. Ling's eyes began to open slowly.

"Where is the midwife, come in!" said the white-bearded Taoist priest as he walked out, and the midwife stumbled in after hearing the voice, and the mausoleum member went out after the Taoist priest.

"It's important to save people just now, there are many offenses, and I hope that the people outside the tomb can understand. The Taoist priest bowed his hand slightly towards the outside of the mausoleum, and the mausoleum outside did not care about this, but asked:

"Dao Chief, is my wife really saved?"

The Taoist priest did not reply immediately, but looked up at the sky, the rolling red clouds had dispersed, the sky had returned to the appearance of the night again, the stars were still twinkling, and the Taoist priest sighed deeply: "Madame's soul is already very weak and needs to be recuperated. I wonder if the staff can let the poor Dao come and name the child?"

The mausoleum member nodded without the slightest consideration, "The Taoist is the life-saving benefactor of my Ling family, not to mention naming the child, even if the Taoist wants all the family wealth, he will not hesitate." ”

It seems that she can guess that the next child will be born is herself and Jiayu, and her mother said that she was able to come to this world thanks to the help of the Xuankong Daoist, and this Taoist priest may be the Xuankong Daoist.

The sound of a baby crying could be heard inside the house.

"Master, Mrs. is born, she is a daughter!"

The voice of the maid in the delivery room came, and the mausoleum staff couldn't wait to enter the house, but the Taoist chief stretched out a hand to stop him, "Slow." Wait. ”

Sure enough, the midwife's surprised voice came from the delivery room: "Twins!

Sure enough, just as she thought, she didn't know why she saw the scene when she was born fifteen years ago.

After a while, the maid came over and said that the mausoleum staff could go in to see the lady and the child, and the Xuankong Daoist no longer stopped him, and the mausoleum member did not enter the house to see the children first, but went straight to the direction of Mrs. Ling, and saw that Mrs. Ling was okay and was still smiling at him, so he turned around to look at the situation of the two children with confidence.

I saw that the Xuankong Daoist was holding one of the children and seemed to be casting a spell, and a floating pillar of flowing light kept entering the child's body from the child's forehead, and the child cried.

"Dao Chief, what is this?" asked the mausoleum outside, looking at the child with some distress.

"This child is born with a lot of adventures, and only in this way can he grow up healthy. After a long time, the Dao Chief stopped casting the spell, perhaps because the spell consumed too much physical strength, and the Dao Chief's forehead actually oozed fine beads of sweat, and the Dao Chief said with some relief: "This child is called Ji Si." The other is called Jiayu. ”

"Dao Chief, this Jiayu, the beauty is like a treasure, I can understand, but what does this silk mean?"

"Some names are born in the world, and some chances are in this name, and the heavenly machine cannot be revealed, and these are the only things that the poor Tao can say. Can the outsider avoid it for a moment? Poor Dao has something to explain to his wife. Daoist Xuankong said and handed the child in his arms to the mausoleum officer.

Hearing this, the mausoleum member nodded and took the child to another room.

Xuankong Daoist walked to the bed, Mrs. Ling had already sat up with the support of the maid, as if she wanted to say something to Xuankong Daoist immediately, Xuankong Daoist shook his head and said no, and handed the bead in his hand to Mrs. Ling: "Presumably Madame also knows the function of this immortal avoidance bead, and now Madame does not need to hide her mortal identity in the world, but the future is unpredictable. ”

Mrs. Ling took the beads with both hands, and her tears kept remaining, I don't know if it was because of the rest of her life after the catastrophe or for some other reason.

She followed the Xuankong Taoist to the door, it seemed that there was something very urgent, the Xuankong Taoist did not stop for a moment and walked forward, and the mausoleum staff chased outside and thanked him again and again, and asked how the Xuankong Taoist was called.

"The poor monk's name is Xuankong, and I hope that the outside will not blame the poor Tao. ”

After saying that, the Xuankong Dao Leader left, never looking back.

This night, she was used to being directly passed through her body, so when she turned around outside the mausoleum, she still stared blankly at the direction of the Xuankong Daoist's departure, and let the mausoleum outside hit her, but the mausoleum did not pass directly through the body of the mausoleum like others, and she only felt that she was hit and saw a burst of white light that made her close her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the bed, she closed her eyes and recalled everything she had just seen, and it took a long time to open her eyes again, "Is it a dream?" When she asked like this, she suddenly got up from the bed and looked around, she was in her room, maybe she heard her movement, Xiao Qi came in from outside the door and took the lamp.

"What's wrong with Miss? But you're having nightmares again?"

She shook her head and asked something that made Xiao Qi scratch her head, "Xiao Qi, if you have a beautiful dream, are you still willing to wake up?"

Xiao Qi, who was holding the lamp, paused obviously, although it was only for a moment, he was still noticed by Ji Si, Xiao Qi came over and covered the quilt with Ji Si, and said gently, "Miss, don't you forget that Xiao Qi is a flower demon, she has lived for hundreds of years, what kind of beautiful dream has not been done, but no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is a dream after all, it is an illusory thing, Xiao Qi can only play with the real Miss when she wakes up." Xiao Qi smiled and continued: "It's not dawn yet, Miss continue to sleep for a while." Tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, if you don't sleep well today, where will you get the strength to accompany Miss Jiayu to visit the lanterns tomorrow. ”

"Will I see you again when I wake up?"

"Yes, go to sleep. On weekdays, the young lady is used to being free and easy, how can she be like a child today. After Xiao Qi finished speaking, he closed the door and exited. She couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and kept thinking about what the Xuankong Dao Chief said, he said: "I hope that in the future, the outside will not blame the poor Dao." ”

Had he expected everything a long time ago, and did his father blame him in the end?

The next day is the Midyear Festival, the town is very lively, lanterns are hung everywhere, as soon as it gets dark, Jiayu will wrap her with her to put the river lanterns, and when they arrive at the river, there are already a lot of people gathered, there are thousands of river lanterns floating on the river, the river lanterns go down the stream, the light reflects the stream, and it is almost impossible to distinguish whether the light in the distance is the stars in the sky or the river lanterns in the river.

Jia Yu happily put the river lantern in the river, the river lantern is generally used to pray for peace and auspiciousness, and some people will write the name of the deceased on the river lantern to express their thoughts and hope that the deceased can bless themselves through the difficulties.

Jia Yu glanced at it curiously when she put the river lantern, and this glance made her usually gentle angry:

"Sister, you can only write the names of your deceased relatives on the river lantern, how can you write the names of your father and mother, your father and mother are still alive!"