Tang Ling was not used to the audience kneeling down, and only after coughing did he say: "The dead fat man is right, you really didn't offend me, and I just came to seek medical treatment, so you better get up." ”

Everyone bowed to Tang Ling a few more times, and then got up according to his words, and the purple-robed Taoist, as the leader, asked respectfully: "Sage, I just heard that you came to seek medical treatment, Xiaodao knows a little about medical skills, maybe he can solve your worries?"

"It's not necessary, as a mortal, it is more suitable for the mortal doctor to prescribe medicine. Speaking of Yun'er, Tang Ling became distracted.

An old man who was already over the age walked out at this time: "Returning to the Holy Age, the old man has some attainments in medical science, please move to the cold house and let the old man diagnose Mrs. Venerable." ”

Tang Ling glanced at the old man, and saw that his clothes were not only a little brighter than others, but also much higher than the ordinary old man. ”

The old man smiled, obviously proud that his medical skills had been recognized by Tang Ling: "The little old man's surname is Sun Cunmiao, and his ancestor is Sun Simiao, who is known as the 'King of Medicine'. It is said that Xiao Lao'er and the Sage are also related, after all, the carriage that Mrs. Zun is riding in now is also owned by Xiao Lao'er's family. ”

Tang Ling was overjoyed when she heard this. Originally, he just planned to bring Yun'er here to prepare some medicinal materials for fetal recuperation, but he didn't expect to meet the queen of medicine, and he immediately thanked him again. And Cheng Yanjin, who was beside him, glanced at Sun Cunmiao a few times, and said to Tang Ling: "Stinky boy, you can also meet such a medical master in such a poor country, is this the so-called luck?"

Tang Ling replied: "What is this Sun Cunmiao's medical skills?"

"Since his name is 'Cunmiao', his medical skills naturally have some skills from the Medicine King back then, and I heard that most of the imperial doctors in the court were his protégés, how do you say his medical skills?" With him here, you don't even have to look for those elders in the Blood Sea who claim to be skilled in medicine to treat your younger siblings. ”

"Hmm...... The preface was withdrawn," Tang Ling groaned, and only after a long time did he transmit again: "Dead fat man, tonight, I will go with you to investigate the beast chaos, which can be regarded as a favor for Sun Cunmiao." ”

Only in terms of medical skills, Sun Cunmiao is indeed worthy of the name of "Holy Hand", just a simple observation of words and expressions, he has seen the general situation of the fetus in Yun'er's womb, and after the pulse consultation, Yun'er prescribes two prescriptions, one of which is mainly for fetal safety, and the other is used to regulate the body.

Compared with the amazing people of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Tang Ling's medical skills have only been roughly contacted, not proficient, fortunately he also understands the pharmacology of medicinal materials, and after seeing the prescription prescribed by Sun Cunmiao, he also had to be amazed, and marveled at the ingenuity of the dosage of medicinal materials.

After seeking medical treatment, Cheng Yanjin immediately took the second prescription and went back to the Blood Sea General Hall to find his great-grandson Cheng Youlu to prepare medicinal materials, and promised Tang Ling that he would definitely come back before Zi Shi to investigate the cause of the beast chaos with him. Tang Ling only slightly agreed to this and gave up, after all, he had already made calculations, and was ready to stay here until Yun'er gave birth to the fetus smoothly, and after Cheng Yanjin left, he found a secluded open space on the outskirts of the town, and in the blink of an eye, a chic house sat out of thin air in the stunned eyes of everyone, so that the residents of the town did not dare to despise this seemingly young "sage".

At night, after seeing off the last wave of squires who came to visit, Tang Ling sat in front of the door of his new house, and rarely put on a relaxed appearance. In front of the residents, he did not reveal his identity as the "King of the Storm", but despite this, the respectful appearance of several Taoist scholars still made the residents of the town very awe of him. At the end of the day, as a Creation Sage, he once again felt the inexplicable fanaticism of mortals. Considering that he planned to stay here with Yun'er for a while, Tang Ling had an impulse in his heart at this time, to completely erase a certain memory in everyone's hearts, so as to keep himself quiet in the future.

"Ling. ”

With a call, Yun'er walked out of the house. Since learning that she was pregnant, this aunt has become much quieter in just one day, and the appearance of punching and kicking Tang Ling if she disagrees with her in the past has never appeared again. I saw her take Yingying's steps, snuggle into Tang Ling's arms, and asked softly, "Why are you sitting outside?"

For Yun'er's sensitivity, Tang Ling has long been surprised. But after all, his aunt and grandmother were only half right this time, which made him feel a little funny in his heart, raised his hand to hug Yun'er, and after feeling the body temperature from his wife, he said: "I really have something to think about, but I am not annoying." ”

"And what are you thinking?"

The pretty face was attached to Tang Ling's left chest, Yun'er unconsciously remembered that not long after she first arrived in Luoyang, Tang Ling had told her the story of Rue flowers, and she had closed her eyes and meditated, and the unique fragrance seemed to surround her.

Tang Ling's hands gradually tightened.

"I'm thinking that I, who should have been alone forever, would have entered the worldly strife a hundred years ago, traveled the world with a little girl more than ten years ago, and married her half a year ago......," a thin palm reached into Yun'er's lower abdomen and gently stroked it, "and half a year later, my child will be born." For decades to come, I will experience with you the joy of a mortal's life, and this experience will probably have a far greater impact on me than I have spent countless years in the past. ”

"Do you feel like you're a mortal now?"

"I just wish I was mortal. Tang Ling smiled tangledly, "No, maybe it's better not to be mortals." ”

"Why?" Yun'er was still curious.

Holding the hand of the son, growing old with it, is the unique right of mortals between this heaven and earth, Tang Ling has also expressed his yearning for this many times, but he didn't expect that today he actually overturned the long-cherished wish that he had repeated countless times in the past.

"Hmph. The thin face showed smugness, "Because you are not an ordinary person, even if you reach the end, I can find you again after you are reincarnated." What mortals say, 'holding the hand of the son and growing old with it', after all, is only a lifetime thing, and I want you to stay by my side for the rest of your life. ”

Such a direct confession did not move my aunt and grandmother to tears, but a hard sentence: "Good meat." ”

Tang Ling was immediately stunned.

"But when you think about it, there's nothing wrong with that. Yun'er continued to joke, "When the time comes, you must bring our children to me." ”

"Of course, if he dares to lose his temper, I will drag him in front of you. ”

"You dare?"

Hearing that Tang Ling was "about to" inflict violence on her unborn child, the gentleness that Yun'er had been showing before suddenly dissipated, her jade fingers stretched out, and naturally twisted Tang Ling's ears, and her aunt's exclusive momentum broke out again: "The old lady warns you, even if I am reincarnated, the child is still my child, if you dare to bully him, I will dare to bully you!"