"And wasn't it the night of the full moon a month ago?" Pan Hao probably understood what was going on when he thought of this.

"Brother Yao, I have a method that may have some effect on your disease!" Pan Hao came back to his senses and said to Yao Chuqiao.

"Really?" Yao Chuqiao's voice trembled slightly, and his heart was excited. But at the same time, I was confused. After all, this doctor can't be cured, and Pan Hao in front of him is more like a rich son. And what means are there to cure the disease?

"Come with me!" Pan Hao didn't have much to explain, and when the time came, he would see the effect.

Everyone followed behind Pan Hao curiously, only to see Pan Hao leading everyone through the front yard to the back study. Everyone began to be surprised, how to go to the study for this treatment?

"Little girl, grind inkstone!" Pan Hao greeted the girl Xiwen. I saw the little girl smile and answer. When he came to Pan Hao's side, he picked up a delicate ink ingot, added a small amount of water to the inkstone, and grinded it lightly and slowly.

Pan Hao spread out a piece of white and flawless paper and pressed it with a ballast ruler. In a moment, the ink has been grinded. Pan Hao picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. Everyone suddenly realized that it was a prescription!

But when they saw the next scene, everyone was stunned!

I saw Pan Hao's pen walking the dragon and snake, like walking with the clouds and flowing water, and the brush wrote a big town character on the white paper! This town word is full of charm, which makes people look at it, and the distracting thoughts in their hearts seem to have been suppressed, and their hearts are clear.

"Brother Pan, this?" Yao Chuqiao hesitated. Although the handwriting is very good, what does this have to do with curing?

"You believe me, and stick this letter on your bedside, and you will naturally see it when the time comes!" Pan Hao handed him the paper and said indifferently.

Yao Chuqiao took the paper, and suddenly he was in good spirits. He could feel the warmth of the paper emanating from it. The somewhat drowsy head was instantly awakened by this breath. Thinking has never been clearer and brighter. Yao Chuqiao suddenly realized that this ordinary white paper had become extraordinary after being written by Pan Hao.

"Brother Pan, this is really too precious!" Yao Chuqiao said solemnly.

"Just one word, Brother Yao is too solemn!" Pan Hao shook his head and smiled lightly.

"Although there is only one word, it is a daughter on duty! Regardless of whether it works or not, thank you Brother Pan in advance!" Yao Chuqiao solemnly arched his hand to Pan Hao with a serious face.

Pan Hao waved his hand. Everyone looked at it inexplicably, why is just one word so important? Next, Yao Chuqiao left Song Zhi and asked the little ones to go back and explain to their parents. Then he talked with Pan Hao for a whole afternoon, and Yao Chuqiao kept sighing at Pan Hao's knowledge and insight. Many wonderful thoughts couldn't help but make Yao Chuqiao's mind flash.

Pan Hao also learned a lot of strange things from Yao Chuqiao's mouth, as well as the regional features of this world!

"Brother Pan, it's not early, it's time to say goodbye!" Yao Chuqiao stood up on the seat and said to Pan Hao.

"Brother Yao, go all the way slowly!" Pan Hao also stood up and replied with a salute.

After saying goodbye, Yao Chuqiao took Song Zhi out of the gate and gradually walked away.

Yao Mansion in Jishui County, Yao Chuqiao returned with Song Zhi. In the hall, an elegant middle-aged man sat on it, this man had handsome facial features, and he was somewhat similar to Yao Chuqiao. After years of tempering, there is a faint white dew between the sideburns, but the temperament is calm and calm, exuding a mature atmosphere unique to men.

"Father!" Yao Chuqiao entered the hall and saluted Yao's father.

"Wen'er, is it true that you sent someone back to say that someone has a way to cure Lu's madness?" Yao Chuqiao's font name is Yunwen, so there is a Wen'er said.

"Father, this is the cure given by Brother Pan!" Yao Chuqiao nodded and took out the words given by Pan Hao.

Yao's father took the paper suspiciously and unfolded it. A big town character appears. This word is like a dragon and a phoenix dancing, the book is chic and domineering, and there is a faint will to suppress the world.

"Good words!" although Yao's father was not able to go to high school. However, years of skill and experience are enough to identify the level of level.

"Is it just a picture?" Father Yao asked suspiciously, holding the paper.

"Father, don't you have any special feelings?" Yao Chuqiao was also puzzled, didn't Father Yao feel that breath?

"Huh, huh, how could it be?" Yao Lin was about to ask what special feeling it was, when suddenly a warm breath came from the paper, warming his whole body through his arms. The head became inexplicably clear. The worries and chaos have been suppressed one after another, and the thinking has become a lot quicker.

"Is this just a single word?" Father Yao was shocked in his heart, suppressed his thoughts, and asked Yao Chuqiao.

"Yes, just one word, and we all saw Brother Pan write it with our own eyes!" Yao Chuqiao rarely had his father's shocked expression, but it made sense in this matter. This is really incredible!

"Could this be the legendary words that have charm and can be used by ghosts and gods?" Yao's father kept tumbling in his mind, in doubt.

The night is as cool as water, and Pan's house is silent, in the bedroom.

"Brother Hao, what kind of character do you have?" Xiwen asked suspiciously, lying on Pan Hao's chest, staring at Shui Lingling's big eyes.

"With a little divine power, it should be enough to deal with the crisis on Brother Yao's body!" Pan Hao naturally didn't expect the speculation of Yao's father and son to stop. There is the charm of the word, after all, Pan Hao was also a martial arts master in his previous life, but he has also ascended to the throne in this life.

This accumulation is enough to promote the promotion of pen power. However, whether the words of mortals can pass through the ghosts and gods Pan Hao is unknown, but with the words blessed with divine power, Pan Hao is confident that he can suppress the dead and yin qi on Yao Chuqiao's body.

This character can also be used as a family heirloom and the foundation of the world among mortals. Because the divine power is attached, as long as it is worshiped every day. Absorbing enough incense will naturally calm the luck of the family, making it difficult for ghosts and ghosts to haunt them. A family of good fortune is at the head of the gods, this is the favor of the gods! And Pan Hao didn't just leave divine power!

Pan Hao rubbed the back of the little girl's obscene clothes with his big hand and gently kissed the little girl's cheek. Holding the little girl and closing her eyes!

"Hmm~" The little girl seems to understand whether she understands or not, she has been by Pan Hao's side for so long, and naturally she knows a little about the magic of Pan Hao's body. Seeing Pan Hao kissing herself, the little girl suddenly smiled sweetly. The little head arched into Pan Hao's arms one by one, and fell asleep heavily.

Yaofu, Jishui County, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and it is the night of the full moon on the fifteenth month. The disc-sized moon is pouring its brilliance uncontrollably. Yao's Mansion was also silent, only the two lanterns left in front of the door emitted a faint yellowish glow.

In a quaintly decorated bedroom, Yao Chuqiao closed his eyes tightly and breathed deeply. Apparently already asleep. And above the head of the bed, a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, chic and domineering town character hung at the head of the bed, exuding a soothing breath between the dark.