Wang Xiyan pointed to the source of the voice and asked Zhou Hao with his mouth: "What should I do?"
” "What to do, look and go."
Zhou Hao put down his two mobile phones and got up and said.
Wang Xiyan was a little afraid, the tone of the song dragged on, and he sang in the hospital at night, which was not a psychiatric department.
"That, what about that game."
Zhou Hao stuffed Wang Xiyan's mobile phone into the pocket of her white coat and said, "It's all golden, what else do you want?"
My master can say, young people, too ambitious, easy to make mistakes!
” People who are destined to be at the silver level, what about helping you go up?
"Then you go, I'll continue to play."
Wang Xiyan took out his mobile phone and sat down on the stool.
Zhou Hao deliberately said in a terrifying tone: "Okay, then you can stay here alone, you have to be careful~~~" Wang Xiyan shuddered and glared at him.
"Slut, let's go."
Then he pushed Zhou Hao's body to the corridor.
The lights in the hallway don't illuminate all the darkness, and each tube seems to light up only one circle around it.
"The maple leaves are thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the twilight sails.
Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east day and night......"
An ancient poem came, and the two finally locked on the source of the sound - No. 1709.
That is, the ward where Mrs.
Jiang lived.
Zhou Hao knocked lightly on the door twice, and Wang Xiyan hid behind him.
"Come in."
The hoarse voice belonging to Mrs.
Jiang remembered, and the two pushed the door in.
Zhou Hao walked in and found a night light on the bedside.
Wang Xiyan walked out from behind and said, "Grandma Jiang hasn't slept yet?"
” "People are old and feel less, don't stand, sit."
Mrs.
Jiang turned on the light switch at the head of the bed and said.
Both of them felt strange, especially Zhou Hao, how did he change sex at this time?
So you're welcome?
In addition to the hospital bed and accompanying chair, there are square stools in the ward, and Zhou Hao moved two, one for each person.
"Grandma Jiang, can I ask you something?"
Zhou Hao said.
"Speak."
Yes, it's genetic.
"It's just that your body didn't seem to be very good before, why did you suddenly get better?
I have a master, and my health is very poor, I don't know if there is any home remedies?
Zhou Hao asked tentatively, while also noticing the changes in her facial expressions.
The old lady asked, "You are a Taoist disciple, what are your skills?"
” Zhou Hao couldn't help frowning secretly, this old lady was very good at chatting, so she changed the topic without moving.
Wang Xiyan was also very curious, after all, he didn't know Zhou Hao's origin until now, he only knew that he had a powerful master.
"Mountain, medicine, physiognomy."
Zhou Hao replied simply.
Mrs.
Jiang smiled slightly and said, "At a young age, my cultivation is very good, but compared to killing the sky, it is still a little worse." ” Zhou Hao is unhappy, his own cultivation is open, is there anyone more dick than his own adventure?
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"I don't know who you're talking about?"
He didn't bother to ask about stealing life, people didn't say what he could do?
Call the police?
Mrs.
Jiang snorted coldly and said, "You still claim to be a disciple of the Taoist family, and you don't even know about Zhang Jitian, didn't your master tell you about his deeds?"
” I'll go to your mother's murder, I only know Ye Liangchen, and I haven't heard anyone mention it.
I don't know if you have ever felt this way, you have achieved success in some way, and when others report a name and say that they are better than you, you will not be convinced.
Zhou Hao thought so in his heart, he couldn't say that, he laughed dryly, and said: "No, my master is also a little-known little person, by the way, you haven't said how good your body is." ” Wang Xiyan saw Zhou Hao being scolded, and his heart was inexplicably happy.
Should!
Mrs.
Jiang lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, slowly stretched, and said, "This is a story a long time ago, do you want to listen to it?"
” "Listen up."
"What about you, little girl."
Wang Xiyan nodded.
"It happened in the twenty-eighth year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, located on the Kunlun Mountain, there is a sect, called Wanshoumen, they mainly practice mountain art and medical skills, the master of the door is called Jiang Dingkun, and the masters of the past generations have a set of secret skills - picking longevity."
Zhou Hao cheered up, at best, it was called Caishou, but it was ugly.
Isn't it fucking stealing life?
"Because the master of the door was seriously injured when he was young, he couldn't cultivate this secret skill, and he had a daughter under his knees, just twenty-eight years old, so he wanted to recruit a son-in-law and pass on the longevity decision in advance, but looking at the cultivation world, there is no outstanding youth, so Jiang Dingkun thought of a way to know people with Taoism and recruit relatives through martial arts."
"At that time, as soon as the people in the rivers and lakes heard the news from Wanshoumen, the masters of the younger generation from all walks of life came one after another, including Maoshan Taoist, Miao Jiang Gu Master, Xiangxi corpse chaser, Northeast Ma Xian, and even the monks of Tibetan Tantra came, a total of one hundred and thirty-two people, it was really a lively one."
"The contest was carried out for seven days, but in the end it was a corpse chaser who was not famous and won, his name is Chong Ai, thirty years old, dealing with walking corpses all year round, even zombies are there, in order to ensure that the corpse does not rot, you have to boil all kinds of medicinal materials, the smell on the body is really unpleasant, and the kind of Ai has pitted faces, and looks very ugly,."
Speaking of this, Mrs.
Jiang showed a disgusted expression, as if the person was standing in front of him.
Wang Xiyan urged: "And then?
” Then Jiang Dingkun didn't like to plant wormwood, so he asked on the spot, who else wants to come up and try it?
In fact, this practice was not allowed, because he had already won, but he was arrogant, and he also said this, as if he wanted to show his strength, the scene was very quiet, and no one responded, because anyone who fought with Chong Ai ended up miserable, and there was a death. ” Speaking of this, Wang Xiyan gasped and asked, "Then the government at that time didn't care?"
” Mrs.
Jiang smiled kindly and continued: "Silly girl, at that time, everyone signed the certificate of life and death, even if they didn't sign it, no one would stab the affairs of the rivers and lakes to the government. ” "Well, it's good that I was born in peacetime."
Wang Xiyan rejoiced.
Mrs.
Jiang snorted coldly and said, "Although it is now the era of the end of the law, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. ” This old lady's temper is really weird.
Then Jiang Dingkun sighed, and her daughter also shed unwilling tears, thinking that the one who could overwhelm the crowd must be a dashing Langjun, but unexpectedly it was this figure who looked like an animal, just as Jiang Dingkun was about to announce the results, a loud but childish voice came.
"Why don't you let me try?"
Everyone turned around one after another, and found that the person who spoke was a young man dressed in shabby, with his hair tied in a bun, and carrying a copper coin sword.
When he saw it, he thought it was very interesting, so he let him up, and asked him to sign a life and death certificate when he came on the field, and asked him his name, but he only said the title of an immortal naughty boy. ” "At that time, many people couldn't figure it out, he looked like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was sent to death when he came up, and when he asked him where he was studying, he only said one thing."
At that time, Zhengyi's name resounded for a while, he just wanted to represent Zhengyi, to join in the fun, but he heard others say how good the seed Ai on the stage was, he himself also felt that the seed Ai was arrogant and domineering, and he was not convinced, and he didn't care that this was a martial arts competition, so he rushed to the stage.
"After going up, I realized that there were some means to plant Ai, and in the end, he didn't know what kind of spell he used, and instantly exploded all his thirteen years of cultivation, and Chong Ai died, and he himself was seriously injured."
"In the end, Miss Jiang was still married to the immortal naughty boy, he was in Wanshoumen to recuperate, not much will be fine, that time, it is really the happiest time in the life of Miss Jiang Family, the two of them practiced martial arts, the moon before the flower, the wine as a song, near the Kunlun Mountains, sighing the great mountains and rivers of China, unwilling to bow in front of the carriage and horses, only willing to stay together for a piece of the sky."
Speaking of this, Mrs.
Jiang showed a yearning look, and Wang Xiyan did the same.
The old lady changed her words, sighed, and said, "It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the news that the immortal naughty boy killed Chong Ai still spread."
The division of Chong Ai can't afford to lose, so he finds Longhu Mountain and asks Zhengyi to ask for someone, otherwise he will swear to slaughter Zhengyi with the strength of the sect. ” Wang Xiyan's heart tightened and asked, "What should I do then?"
” "The immortal naughty boy rushed back from Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Dingkun wanted to help him but was refused, saying that he was one person to do things and one person to do, before he left, he and Miss Jiang had not yet finished marrying, so he made a hundred-year covenant with her, saying that if anyone crossed to ninety-seven, he waited on the bridge for three years, and he never came back......
Zhou Hao was also fascinated by the listen, and asked: "Is this immortal naughty boy Zhang Jitian?"
” Mrs.
Jiang looked at the ceiling and muttered: "Yes, the surname is Zhang, the name is killing the sky, the word, Shanyuan, the number, the naughty boy." ”