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Chapter 986 The Mountain God Is Up 14
"Really?"

Daoist Lingyu was startled, and pulled a few beards off.

He thought he would continue to persuade, but the other party agreed so easily?It always feels unreal.

Xihe nodded: "Of course, but I also have requirements."

"Require?"

Daoist Lingyu was surprised. Seeing the woman across the street smiling and silent, he was immediately embarrassed: "Of course, of course, there should be requests. You can say anything about the Cheng Dong family, as long as I can do it, I, Luo Songguan, will try my best to satisfy it."

Suddenly, he said, how could such a busy person come to Luo Songguan suddenly?It turned out that there was something to ask for.

Xihe also breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Luo Songguan has a request, everything will be easy to handle.

She looked towards the Elder's Residence to the east: "I want to ask for something from Daoist Master Qingyu." Passing by the Elder's Residence just now, Fu Lu noticed that the breath of antlers came from the courtyard where Elder Qingyu lived.

Daoist Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he was a little embarrassed: "Brother Qingyu?"

When Xihe noticed it, she immediately felt bad: "But what's wrong?"

Daoist Lingyu didn't want to answer at first, but considering that there was indeed very little food left in the temple, it was not easy to meet someone as rich as Cheng Dong's family, so after thinking about it, he would explain the reasons in detail.

It turned out that Taoist priest Qingyu's Taoist partner was injured ten years ago and fell into a coma, so that he didn't want to see anyone except the doctor, and stayed with his wife all day long.

Daoist Lingyu was in a dilemma: "I'm afraid senior brother doesn't want to see you."

ten years ago?
Xihe immediately thought of the demon way and the fighting technique that Master Ziyang said, and he had a solid idea: "If this is the case, Daoist Qingyu must see me later."

Half an hour later, a group of people entered the residence of Daoist Qingyu.

Lingyu and Fuchen were all waiting in the courtyard, only Xihe, Fulu, and Daoist Qingyu with a gloomy face were in the room.

After Fu Lu checked, he said directly: "Can it be saved?"

Fu Lu nodded, Qingyu's gloomy face suddenly couldn't believe it, he had begged too many people, everyone's answer was the same, they couldn't be saved, even Nantang Wuqing Temple had a temple owner who fought for his life with the king of hell There is no way, now an old man with no spiritual power actually says he can be saved?Arabian Nights!
He opened his mouth to reprimand, but Xihe said first: "You should have listened to Daoist Lingyu, we have requirements."

Daoist Qingyu swallowed the words in his mouth, and looked at the two with heavy eyes.

Xihe and Fulu looked at each other, looked at the woman lying on the bed who didn't know whether she was dead or alive, their eyes fell on her hand, and they said, "I want what she has in her hand."

"no!"

Daoist Qingyu didn't even think about it.

Xihe's attitude is also very firm: "Then there is no need to talk about it."

Daoist Qingyu was furious: "How dare you!" He drew out the sword and placed it directly on Xihe's neck. As long as he pressed down, the soft neck would be separated from his body immediately, but Xihe was not afraid.

Fu Lu immediately stood up: "Cheng Ge!"

Xihe looked at Daoist Qingyu: "If you want your wife to live or want something, it's all up to you."

Daoist Qingyu's face was gloomy, and he stared at Xihe, but the sword in his hand couldn't go down. Maybe, maybe they could really save Ah Shuang, but... when he found his wife, she held her hand tightly. Holding that thing, no matter how much he breaks it, he can't break it, so it must be very important to her.

Daoist Qingyu hesitated, but everyone outside the window rushed in immediately when they heard the sound of weapons clashing:

"Brother!"

"Miss!"

The sword rested on Xihe's neck.

Everyone was startled instantly, Ah Lu screamed in fright: "What are you doing?"

Daoist Lingyu rushed forward and swept away the sword, Qingyu staggered back two steps.

Xihe wiped her neck casually, not caring at all: "Have you thought it through?"

Qingyu's chest heaved violently: "Okay!" However, she stared at them and gritted her teeth: "If you can't be rescued, I will never let you go."

The thing was in front of him, Xihe didn't care about his attitude, and said directly: "Okay."

After driving people out in a swarm, the room suddenly became quiet. Xihe looked at Fu Lu, and Fu Lu walked up to the person lying on the bed who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and gently placed his hand on her head an inch, gently reaching into her brain with gentle divine power. In... this person was attacked in the head, and his consciousness was damaged, so he has been in a coma.

Fu Lu's complexion gradually turned pale, Xihe stabbed himself, seeing that it was inconvenient to hold the bowl, he put his hand on his lips.

Fu Lu paused, looked at her, Xihe's lips were pale, and he smiled: "Come on."

Fu Lu didn't say anything, lowered his eyes and sucked gently.

The process was neither slow nor fast. After about an hour, Daoist Qingyu outside couldn't wait to rush in. Suddenly, the door creaked and opened from the inside. Xihe helped Fu Lu out: "Okay , you will wake up at noon tomorrow.”

Daoist Qingyu rushed in, and his wife's complexion regained a little bit of rosiness on the bed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

He subconsciously looked at her palm, and it was gone.

He gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

Back in the guest room, Xihe told Ah Lu casually and fell asleep on the bed. Ah Lu was so distressed that she hurriedly used Luo Songguan's kitchen to boil a pot of blood-enriching medicinal soup. I poured several bowls under pressure.

Xihe couldn't laugh or cry: "You are not afraid of my nosebleed."

Most people can't bear it if they eat too much.

Ah Lu tidied up the medicine jar, she burst into tears, "I don't know what you're doing, my servant? I just beg of you, nothing will happen!" Is it a joke to shed so much blood all day long?How long has this been out?Her young lady lost a lot of weight on her wrists.

It's a pity that she is just a maid, and she can't stop the young lady at all, so she can only make up for her young lady in different ways.

Xihe's heart suddenly softened: "Don't worry, I won't have an accident."

She was still very tired, so she yawned and lay down again: "Go, pour a few bowls for Mr. Fu, put more ginseng or something, don't feel bad."

Ah Lu was not happy: "You know how to miss him, and always miss yourself!"

In the end, according to her lady's wishes, she cut up a whole century-old ginseng and put it in the medicine jar.

She has long since discovered that her young lady and Mr. Fu are different from ordinary people. They eat ginseng in slices, and they are afraid of overdosing it, but the young lady and Mr. Fu often feel that there is not enough of a single ginseng.

Ah Lu sighed, fortunately her young lady's family has a big business, otherwise how could she afford it.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, Daoist Qing Yu's wife faintly woke up at noon, although it was only for a moment, and then fell asleep again, but it was enough to show how powerful the deer was, and this matter directly alarmed the temple master.

When Xihe woke up, the temple master was waiting in the courtyard.

She walked over with a smile: "My Lord."

The watcher looked behind her with curious eyes: "Mr. Fu?"

Xihe only said 'I'm not awake yet', and then talked to the host about the food, and gave them a token directly to ask them to go to Cheng's shop to get food... The host's eyes flashed: "Where does the Cheng family want to go next?" go?"

Xihe paused, slowly raised his head, and looked at the temple master.

(End of this chapter)