Shamanism kills the god

After turning around and closing the courtyard door, Mu Feng led Jing Wushuang to the door of his mother's room. .

Although it was noon, my mother was still lying on the bed, coughing from time to time.It seems that the condition is getting worse.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Mu Feng yelled outside the door first, waited for a while, and then walked in gently with Jing Wushuang.

"Well, there are still some sweet potatoes and brown rice in the kitchen, you can cook them yourself!"

In a somewhat dark wing room, Situ Qing lay quietly on the bed.Just as he was about to fall back into a deep sleep after giving an order, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and vaguely heard two different footsteps, one light and one heavy.Looking up slightly, he saw Jing Wushuang behind Mu Feng, struggling to sit up unexpectedly, "Feng'er, this is..."

Seeing his mother's ugly face, Mu Feng hurried forward and held her down, "Mother, lie down and don't move, this is a girl I met in the mountains, named Jing Wushuang. Her family has practiced medicine for generations, and is best at treating traumatic injuries, wind-cold, etc. Illness, let her take a good look at it for you."

"Oh, practicing medicine for generations?"

Hearing Mu Feng's words, Situ Qing no longer forced himself to lie on the bed and looked at the girl in white behind his son in surprise, "I'm sorry, but the humble house makes you laugh. This child Feng'er is really good, there are guests coming I don’t even say hello first, I’m so sorry that I haven’t prepared anything at home!”

"Auntie, you are too polite!"

Jing Wushuang bowed and saluted, "The Mu family is one of the best big families in Jianning. If this place is considered shabby, then our house in the mountains is even more shabby. Brother Mufeng is talented and upright. He is my brother's sworn brother. Auntie, From now on, you can just call me Shuang'er just like Brother Mufeng, stretch out your hand, and I'll help you feel the pulse first."

"it is good!"

Situ Qing nodded, stretched out his hand slowly, looked at his son Mu Feng who was standing beside him, and then at Jing Wushuang who was knowledgeable, polite, and understanding. ..”

"Thank you auntie!"

Jing Wushuang smiled, stretched out two pale and slender fingers, and lightly pressed on Situ Qing's wrist, feeling the latter's pulse with concentration.At the beginning, there was still a sweet smile on his face; slowly, his face became more and more serious, and gradually became dignified, "Auntie, besides coughing, do you often have dizziness, tinnitus, or even faint suddenly for no reason?" , feel tired after doing a little work?"

"Ok!"

Situ Qing was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Jing Wushuang, who looked weak and quiet, was really capable. "I'm old and my health is not good. Maybe I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Mu Feng, go out and pour me a glass of water and come in." .”

"Yes!"

Mu Feng turned and left without realizing it. Behind him, the mother who was lying on the bed suddenly gave Jing Wushuang a wink, telling her not to say any more.

After he closed the door and left, Situ Qing covered his mouth and coughed for a while, blood was dotted on the white handkerchief.After a moment of silence, after taking a few breaths, he opened his mouth and said, "Shuang'er, I know my illness best. As early as more than ten years ago, when I was pregnant with Mufeng, I suffered from an incurable disease. Tell me, How many days do I have?"

"Three years, up to three years, the shortest..., maybe..."

Jing Wushuang's eyes turned red, and he didn't continue speaking.

Originally, she thought that Mu Feng's mother was just suffering from a common cold; however, as soon as her finger touched her pulse, she suddenly felt something was wrong.The latter's pulse is disordered and weak, which is clearly a sign that he is already dying.

"Three years is enough. I am very happy and satisfied to be able to live to this day and see Mu Feng grow up. More than ten years ago, I should have died and went west with Mu Feng's father. "

Situ Qing's face was calm, the scene of heartbreak more than ten years ago came to mind again, he closed his eyes, unwilling to recall too much.After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his eyes and took out a jade pendant from under the pillow.Picking up Jing Wushuang's right hand, gently pressed the jade pendant on her palm, "Shuang'er, Auntie's time is running out, can I ask you something?"

"Aunt, please tell me!"

Jing Wushuang nodded hastily, her eyes became more and more red, and a drop of crystal tears swirled in the eye sockets, trying not to drop it.The small jade pendant has warm tentacles, and in the middle is engraved with two vigorous small characters of "Situ". It is meticulously carved, and it is a rare precious jade at a glance.

Mu Feng's life experience is already pitiful enough, he lost his father when he was born, and he has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world since he was a child.If one day, even his dependent mother leaves him, how painful and sad will he be?

In the days without his mother, when he was at a loss, who would show him the way forward?

When he is sad, who will comfort him?

When he is in pain, who will give him tenderness?

Jing Wushuang wanted to cry.

But I tried not to cry, my nose was sore.

"To meet Mu Feng's father, my life is enough. I have no complaints or regrets. The only thing I am worried about is Mu Feng. He is too impulsive, he is still too young..."

Situ Qing had a sore nose, and his eyes turned red as he spoke.After taking a deep breath, he tried his best to calm down, and then said: "If one day, Mu Feng encounters some disaster, you take this jade pendant to the Situ Clan of the Imperial Capital, and give it to an old man named Situ Buzhi for me."

"Don't worry, Auntie, Shuang'er will remember your advice."

Seeing Situ Qing with a haggard face, Jing Wushuang could no longer hold back the crystal clear tears rolling down his face.After wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he carefully hid the little jade pendant next to his body.

"Okay, okay, then I'm relieved. I used to have a wish, I hoped to wait until the day when Mu Feng grew up and started a family. Now it seems that I may not be able to wait for that day, cough...cough... cough……"

Situ Qing had another heart-wrenching cough, and more and more bloodshots were spit out.After wiping off the blood at the corners of his mouth, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and fell asleep on the bed, his face was calmer than ever, as if he had finally let go of the heavy burden in his heart.Seeing her pale face, Jing Wushuang who was standing by the bed couldn't help but burst into tears, and gently helped her pull up the quilt.

"Mom, here comes the boiling water!"

Mu Feng pushed the door in with a bowl of boiling water, looked at his mother who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, and hurriedly paused.

"Brother Mufeng, aunt has fallen asleep, let's go out first!"

Jing Wushuang turned around, not letting Mu Feng see the tears on her face, wiped away the tears, picked up the medicine box, turned and left, and walked out of the room first.

Behind him, Mu Feng came out with boiling water, "Shuang'er, my mother...what's wrong with her?"

"I'm sick from overwork and just caught a cold. I'll prescribe some medicine, drink a few more times, and pay attention to rest. It should be fine."

Jing Wushuang's eyes were red, tears almost fell down again.Go to the small pool in the yard, take a few handfuls of cold water to wash your red and swollen eyes, return to the hall after a while, write down a list of ordinary physical fitness and give it to Mu Feng.Then, on the pretext of having something to do at home, he took the medicine box and left in a hurry.After walking out of the gate of Mu Mansion, she couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.

God is jealous of talents!

God gave brother Mufeng extraordinary talent and perseverance, so that he can strive for self-improvement.However, it is cruel to ruthlessly take away his relatives one by one!

Jing Wushuang hid his face and walked away, returning to Jingjia Village deep in the mountains alone.Under the sadness, he didn't realize that along the way, a furtive figure followed him from a distance.