Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

"Ahem." The house of the head of the Wei family was completely covered. If it hadn't been for the candles, it would have been hard to see.

Along with the old man's coughing, there was also a strong medicinal smell that came intermittently.

Wang Xuanzhi's nose was pretty good, and he could smell several precious medicinal materials inside.

Come to think of it, if Wei Qingchou and others hadn't worked hard, the old man would have been out of money for the medicinal materials.

Dao Yi used the dim light to quietly look at the room and the hazy figures dancing with the light and shadow behind the screen, giving him a dreamlike feeling.

She felt as if she had seen such a scene in a dream.

Daoyi shook his head slightly, "Wei Silangjun, the old man of the Wei family, has this disease always been like this, can't he see the light of day?"

Wei Qingchou was about to walk around the screen when he heard this and had to stop. He turned back to look at her and nodded lightly.

He opened his mouth and said silently: "I haven't seen anyone for a long time. Please forgive me for my slightness."

The two of them shook their heads silently, indicating that they wouldn't mind.

At the same time, I also made preparations in my heart.

But when I saw the head of the Wei family, I was still shocked by his appearance.

In the dim light, the old man was lying in a dark brown quilt.

His exposed skin was covered with snow, and there were protruding blue veins on his face, neck, and back of his hands. If you looked carefully, you could see blood flowing slowly inside.

In order for the two of them to see clearly the situation of the Wei family leader, Wei Qingchou held up a small lamp and illuminated the situation on the bed more clearly.

"Third brother, you should go back and rest first." The head of the Wei family said to the person who moved to the end of the bed.

"Ah Fu, take good care of Ah Ye." The person sitting on the corner of the bed, in the light and shadow of the main room of the Wei family, said with a slight tiredness, while tucking the quilt for the old man, and then stood up.

Wei Qingchou hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "Third uncle, don't worry!"

Is this the third uncle Wei Qingchou mentioned?
Dao Yi hurriedly looked away from the head of the Wei family, and just looked at the flowers behind the screen like in a mirror. At this moment, the person who was facing each other bowed down because of the salute, and he could not see her. She withdrew her gaze with a sense of loss.

Wang Xuanzhi also looked at the head of the Wei family, but in an unfamiliar environment, he could not completely relax. When he noticed that there was someone else in the room, he focused on this person.

This person is much older than Yang Yuanyuan, but his aura is somewhat similar.

But the subtleties are different.

After Yang Yuanyuan was hit emotionally, instead of letting go of all his emotions, he closed his heart and couldn't feel any freshness and beauty. This was why when he first found him, he looked like he was about to soar. , but always trapped in the bamboo forest.

As for this man, there was no trace of weather on his face, only the fatigue from taking care of the old man.

After experiencing family changes, I can still have this state of mind.

This person is either heartless and unable to feel suffering, or, like Yang Yuanyuan, he is overstimulated and closes himself off. There is also a possibility that after going through all the world, he still has a clear heart.

After the glass-like heart has gone through the wind and frost, its thoughts are open-minded.

When the head of the Wei family ordered him to go back, he did not get up immediately, but first tucked the old man into bed. His proficiency was no less than that of the servants in the family.The true feelings revealed during this period made him believe that this person was a sensible person.

It was learned that this person was the third uncle mentioned by Wei Qingchou.Wang Xuanzhi's eyes narrowed slightly. He dared to let his nephew do such half-truths and half-false things. His affection for Uncle Wei increased even more.

"I've seen Mr. Wei!" The two of them stepped forward and saluted.

Wang Xuanzhong is so good that no one can find a single fault.

Dao was all smiles, and it was impossible to tell that she was regretting not seeing Uncle Wei just now.

The head of the Wei family saw her approaching happily, and seemed to be in a better mood, "Young lady is so blessed. I wish I didn't frighten you all with my monstrous appearance - the young man is also blessed."

Oh, who has never been young!

As people grow older, he can't tell that Wang Xuanzhi seems to be stable, but in fact he looks like he is protecting his food.

Hey, it's a pity. If such a good-looking young lady doesn't have a master, she can find one for her own house.

"Aweng, don't scare me...!" Wei Qingchou saw that he suddenly became energetic, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, crying with runny nose and tears, "Ah Fu, listen to you and look for it carefully." This family will definitely let you see me get married—oh, Aweng, why did you hit me?"

Before he could say 'that day', Wei Qingchou felt a stick on his head.

It doesn't hurt, but I feel a little nervous, and there are outsiders around, so my face is a little unbearable.

However, seeing the old man's hand slowly withdrawing, he stepped forward again and tucked the old man into the bed.

The head of the Wei family was both pleased and annoyed at the same time: "You have survived all these years. At what point can you stop seeing me?"

It was a rare moment for him to regain his energy. What had this kid misunderstood?
A few days ago, I heard faint cries, and occasionally I saw white flags flashing in the air through the cracks in doors and windows.

Could it be that these brats cried in advance behind his back, and even hung up the soul-calling flags, just waiting for him to ascend to heaven?
"Aweng, what are you talking about? You will be fine." Wei Qingchou said something that he didn't even believe, but he glared in an attempt to convince the old man on the bed to believe it.

The head of the Wei family twitched his hand, but did not pull it out, and the corners of his dry mouth twitched.

"A'weng, how old are you? You have a destiny. Even if you go now, it's also Awen's fate. There are still guests here. What do you think you look like?" He said helplessly.

"How dare I, the younger generation, make my grandson filial and the old lady be kind? I really envy others." Wang Xuanzhi praised.

As he spoke, his hand seemed to touch the bone flute on his waist inadvertently.

Wang Xuanzhi suddenly remembered that on his birthday, Aweng gave him a birthday gift, as if he had said something.

When he wanted to think about it carefully, his mind was attracted by Dao Yi's words.

"Mr. Wei, there's something I don't know whether to say or not." He said with a smile a moment ago, but now his face turned into a serious expression, "You must have been sick for six or seven years. At the beginning, It's like a simple cold. After the doctor saw it and took medicine, it didn't feel better, but became more and more serious."

You've already said it, what are you still asking me for?
The head of the Wei family has really been sick for a long time, and it was difficult to even roll his eyes, so he could only sigh helplessly, "Young lady, you have such good eyesight!"

"Thank you, madam, do you have a way to cure Aweng's illness?" Wei Qingchou became excited.

He had seen Dao Yi catch a strange fish and some of her weird things, such as the invisibility charm. After Qi An got it, he disappeared for a quarter of an hour in front of everyone. It was hard not to believe that she had nothing to do.

"To cure a disease, you must trace it to its source. I have one more thing to ask Mr. Wei."

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