Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 873 No Pulse
After Tan Xiangzi finished speaking, he turned around and continued walking.

Yan Yan sighed, followed behind: "I checked your meridians just now, and you suddenly lost your cultivation, how can I not be suspicious?"

When talking, the two had already walked out of the dense forest.

The bright sun rose from the east, reflecting the whole town of Huntun full of vitality.

With his back to Yanyan, facing the bustling pedestrians on the street, Tan Xiangzi said in a low voice: "Of course there are other reasons why the old man has lost his spiritual energy at this moment."

He paused when he spoke, and finally said in a serious tone: "Since Mr. Yumei persuaded you, you should listen to him and leave. This little girl is beyond your control."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yan Yan and walked towards the main street with big strides.

Yanyan suddenly asked: "Master, I have something to ask."

Although Tan Xiangzi didn't look back, his pace was obviously slower than before.

Yan Yan hurriedly asked: "Is there another mother-in-law in the Chen family who can't speak?"

After she finished speaking, Tan Xiangzi's straight back visibly froze, and then impatiently waved his hands vigorously, and strode away.

Yanyan frowned.

What does waving mean?
In the end do not know or there is no such person ah?
But when she raised her head again, Tan Xiangzi's thin and withered figure had almost disappeared from the passing pedestrians.

Yanyan suddenly sent a voice transmission to the old man's spiritual power: "An old saying goes that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You said that if I saved so many people, wouldn't it be equivalent to building tens of thousands of buildings, hehe~"

Tan Xiangzi's hurried footsteps stopped suddenly, and he turned around sharply.

But where he cast his gaze, that exquisite and slender girl was no longer there.

Although Yanyan didn't say it clearly, Tan Xiangzi naturally heard that she refused to leave.

Tan Xiangzi turned around and walked towards the thatched cottage with his head down.

The originally cold and inhuman expression gradually revealed a kind and smiling expression.

But then I remembered what Mr. Yumei said about Yanyan's cultivation base...

The smile that floated on the corner of Tan Xiangzi's mouth disappeared immediately, and he sighed again.

The girl is a good girl, but it's a pity that her skills are too low...

Yanyan went back to the inn alone, when she passed by Bo Chengxian's door, she saw several people inside, so she went in.

"what happened?"

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Bo Chengxian and He Ji standing beside the bed.

Hearing her voice, the two standing by the bed turned back at the same time.

As soon as they moved, Yan Yan saw the person sitting on the bed.

"Chen Zhen? Why are you here?"

Yanyan was a little surprised.

Chen Zhen scratched his head, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I'm here to bring you snacks. Seeing that your door is closed and it's still early, I guess you haven't woken up yet, so I'm waiting at your door, but I'm waiting in the corridor Fell asleep."

Yanyan looked sideways, and sure enough, she saw the big food box that Chen Zhen carried when he delivered chestnut candy bags last time on the square table in the room.

Bo Chengxian also helped to explain: "Chen Shi's disciple was practicing in the room, when He Ji knocked on the door suddenly, the disciple went to open the door and saw He Ji holding the child in his arms. He thought the child had fainted at that time. He Ji didn't dare Alarmed the master, and sent it to the disciples."

Yan Yan didn't say anything, she walked to the bed, looked at the child's face carefully, and asked with concern: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

During the questioning, Yanyan pressed Chen Zhen's wrist pulse by the way.

Then Yanyan's expression froze, she suddenly lowered her head to check Chen Zhen's wrist carefully...

When Yanyan checked Chen Zhen's wrist, she didn't notice that Chen Zhen looked at her differently from usual.

Chen Zhen's eyes were also full of concern when he looked at Yanyan, but soon he breathed a sigh of relief.

My sister seems to be fine.

He saw her walking into the huge black skull in his dream last night, and it was because of this that he came to see her early in the morning.

He just wanted to make sure she was okay.

Although Chen Zhen didn't know if what he saw in his dream was real, but because he saw those things in his dream every now and then, he could even hear the sound of his master knocking on the cloud board in his dream.

Gradually, he began to feel that the things that appeared in the dream were real.It's just that those things that really exist only exist in his dreams.

But this time, the sister in front of him actually appeared in that dream, which made Chen Zhen's guess even more certain.

But seeing Yanyan standing in front of him in good condition, Chen Zhen's heart that had been hanging around finally relaxed.

Yan Yan didn't pay attention to the change of Chen Zhen's expression, she lowered her head and pressed her fingers on Chen Zhen's wrist.

After a while, turning around abruptly as if a little annoyed, Yan Yan looked at Bo Chengxian beside him: "Come and show him his pulse!"

"Yes, Master!"

Yanyan's tone of voice was obviously tempered, and Bo Chengxian didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly took Chen Zhen's wrist and began to diagnose the child's pulse.

But I couldn't help but slander in my heart: I suddenly lost my temper, the suzerain didn't rest last night, okay?The suzerain is usually not such a violent person, why did he wake up so angry this morning?
Chen Zhen kept his eyes on Yan Yan.

He wanted to ask her if she stayed in the room last night, or if she had any strange dreams.

But when Chen Zhen rolled his eyes, he saw a man standing in the corridor outside the open door, also looking into the room.

Chen Zhen silently withdrew his gaze, and didn't ask what he originally wanted to ask.

Regarding his dream, the master once told him not to mention it to others.

Chen Zhen also vaguely felt that his dream was not good, and it involved the sister in front of him. He thought it would be better to find an opportunity to ask Yanyan in private.

At this moment, Yan Yan's attention was all on Chen Zhen's pulse, she frowned and stared at Bo Chengxian and asked, "Have you found the child's pulse?"

Bo Chengxian gave Yanyan a strange look: "Look, I found it."

Sovereign, is it a bit too contemptuous for her to ask this question?

After all, he is also a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he is not a doctor who specializes in treating patients, it is not a problem to take the pulse of others and cure dizziness, brain fever and stomach pain.

The suzerain, she actually asked him if he found his pulse, which is a bit too much.

Yan Yan completely ignored Bo Chengxian's aggrieved expression. Seeing him nodding, she immediately took Chen Zhen's wrist and put two fingers on it again...

Still haven't found it!

Yanyan ground her molars.

This time, Bo Chengxian clearly saw the shock and anger in Yanyan's expression, which was also mixed with obvious unwillingness.

Unwilling?

Bo Chengxian suddenly understood something, suddenly widened his eyes, and stared at Yanyan in disbelief.

Could it be that the suzerain couldn't find the pulse?
Bo Chengxian suddenly felt that his three views had been completely subverted, and his face was bewildered.

At this moment, Yanyan could no longer care about the annoyance in her heart, grabbed Chen Zhen's other hand, and pressed her finger on the child's wrist again...

Chen Zhen was also a little confused.

What is this sister doing?

Can you find his wrist pulse?
He can find this by himself...

　Gossip on Lantern Festival:

　　The custom of celebrating the Lantern Festival has a long history, and there were special holidays in ancient times.One day off in the Han Dynasty, three days off in the Tang Dynasty, and five days off in the Song Dynasty. "Hundred Opera" festivals such as walking on stilts and twisting Yangko have become more flavorful.

　　
　
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