CHAPTER 2 112 Don't dare to speak out

###112 Don't dare to speak up

Thinking of this, I was amazed, and hurriedly adjusted my breath, feeling that the whole pranayama process was much easier than before, and it seemed to be as natural as when I was underwater.

Could it be the function of the Soul Embroidery Needle? The two needles of the Soul Embroidery Needle - the two gods are mixed. Master, have you passed on your skills to Xiaoyu? What kind of stupidity are you committing, you are obviously the one who wants to be saved, why am I full of energy and clear vitality now?

Xiaoyu was already fully conscious, and her body was gently held by Ye Xiaolou, and she didn't dare to move. But she paid attention to the voices of the two people in the room, and she could hear every word clearly.

One of them is An Zhuyan, and the other person, his voice is deeply hidden, and he thinks he is a person with profound skills. I just listened to the man: "Originally, I came here for nothing. I just accompanied the princess to deliver medicine, but then I happened to be trapped in a bamboo forest for a while, and I had nothing to do, so I rested in the bamboo forest for more than an hour.

The sound of the flute is faint, the rhyme is abrupt, and the bamboo forest surrounds. This Qixia Mountain is also a place of water beauty, although there is no deep pool of streams, but after nightfall, there is something on this mountain, and nothing can escape my eyes. ”

Although An Zhuyan already knew who the person who came, he still didn't expect that such a person who had lived for nearly a hundred years in his father's mouth would not look much older than himself. If it weren't for the fact that he was too old, this man was indeed dressed in white, like an immortal.

"In that case, why did you fly here again?" An Zhuyan sneered.

"Because of your voice, let me see her. ”

An Zhuyan couldn't help but say, "You're talking about my mother?"

"It's your mother, hey, why is she your mother?"

Xiao Yu could hear the words clearly, but she couldn't understand the meaning of the words at all, so she could only continue to pretend to be asleep, but for some reason, there was a burst of heat in her heart, and she could barely breathe.

"Master", Xiaoyu didn't dare to move, but she called Ye Xiaolou again and again in her heart.

Listening to the tone of the two of them again, it seemed to be very different from before, and he only heard that there was no ghost and said: "Don't worry, I just came to see, and I don't have any other plans, but the two people on this bed, you are helpless, I'm afraid it's useless to embroider the soul needle, and you also use Haiyun Lian." ”

"Yes, it depends on the creation of both of them. "Don't say dark words in front of the Ming people, An Zhuyan said calmly.

"Creation. Xiao Yu's heart tightened, and her face was bloodless. "Isn't the master still awake?"

I heard the man say again, "Even if you wake up, you haven't completely saved him." ”

"Yes. An Zhuyan lowered his head. This person knows everything, his father said that Wu Guisheng, Yu Wensheng and An Jia were originally the three closest families, but Yu Wensheng later became a general, and Wu Guisheng left gloomily because he liked the same person as his father.

He went to the palace willingly, and locked himself in the palace. In order to never think of the woman you love again.

Now that I think about it, my father has been depressed all the time, maybe because he married his mother. The two of them never quarreled, but it was clear that the father loved his mother, but he could never enter her heart.

Could it be that there is another person in my mother's heart?

"Your mother is the brightest woman in the world, but it's a pity that she died too early. You have excellent medical skills, but you don't understand people's hearts. ”

"What don't you understand people's hearts? You are as thin as a cold star, and you hide in the palace all day long, how can you talk about people's hearts?"

"I don't understand, but you people from the An family don't understand either, An Shiyuan is not worthy of her at all. ”

"I don't need you to talk about my parents. ”

Hearing that the two were about to quarrel, Xiaoyu's body became hotter and hotter.

"Master, did the Soul Embroidery Needle pass on my coldness to you, and then pass on all your yang and heat to me, Xiaoyu is so hot, Xiaoyu is really hot, you wake up, master, you wake up. ”

Both of them noticed the change in the tent, but neither moved.

"Are you getting to the second stitch now?"

An Zhuyan nodded. "The Soul Embroidery Needle is the unique acupuncture method of the An family, why do you know it so well?"

"Coincidentally, your father also saved your mother with an embroidered soul needle. ”

An Zhuyan's face was red and hot, and his mouth was suddenly dry. Wu Ghost Sheng sighed and said: "At that time, your father was the needle for me and your mother, and it was also such a half-warm and half-humid room, and it was also such a night, with a bright moon and bright stars. ”

"And then?"

"Later...... If your mother died, there would be no you. She naturally came back to life, and naturally she had to thank the only person in the world who could save her for saving her life. ”

"But it's you who Mother likes, right?"

An Zhuyan asked, and no ghost was dumbfounded. Over the years, he has asked himself this question countless times, did she ever love him? After she married An Shiyuan, when she slept next to An Shiyuan, would she think of him, and think of the person who could sacrifice her own life for her sake and give up becoming an immortal?

She thought that she had no ghosts, and her youth would last forever, and she would never grow old. But he didn't know that this had become his biggest curse, in the endless cold night, the brighter the moonlight, the more his heart hurt.

The more the stars shined, the more silent his heart became.

"Did you know that after the second stitch, the person who wakes up first can return to normal, and the person who wakes up later may only have less than a month to live? ”

"How can this be?" said Xiao Yuxin. "Master, how can this be?"

"I know that one of them will get younger and younger day by day, from adulthood to teenager, to baby, and finally to a drop of water. ”

"Do you want to know who woke up first, me or your mother?"

"Could it be ......"

Wu Ghost Sheng sneered: "It would be great if you were my son, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

"Did my father use that secret recipe back then?"

An Zhuyan knew that it was risky to ask like this, but he had no way out, since Hai Yunlian could find it, they had a chance to live, at least Hai Yunlian could keep him awake, and his memory would not completely disappear with the years of regression.

"I've only glanced at the formula, but it's incomplete. As far as I know, my father didn't fully use the medicine on the prescription, and he would rather force himself to death than open the secret behind the prescription. ”

Wu Ghost Sheng said helplessly: "That's why the Liuji Hall is divided into twelve divisions, and the twelve divisions each keep a secret about the Liuji Hall, and the part of your settlement is neither martial arts nor the art of war, but a secret about the demon mixing order that has been passed down from generation to generation." ”

An Zhuyan was silent.

Wu Ghost Sheng sneered, "I also know that among the twelve servants, only the Wujia, An Jia, and Yuwen families know that the secret of the Liuji Hall is the secret related to the Ballad of the Sea. ”

"Why do you know everything?"

"You just think I've lived longer, so I naturally know more things. ”