Group favorite Xiao Fubao: My father is nine thousand years old in Dongchang

Chapter 122
Grandpa Gourd floated out, circled in the sky, and sighed, "You've committed your own crimes!"

Mianmian asked in a low voice, "Why can't you live by yourself?"

Mr. Mo was taken aback by Mianmian's reaction, "Mianmian, what's wrong with you?"

Mianmian lowered her head, and heard Grandpa Hulu say, "Everyone in the house is surrounded by black air, they must have taken something they shouldn't have, and committed their own crimes!"

Mianmian's eyes widened, but she didn't see the black air that Grandpa Gourd mentioned. Thinking that Grandpa Calabash was different from her, she didn't worry about the black air anymore.

"Grandpa Gourd, the black air is entangled, does it mean that they are dying?"

Grandpa Gourd nodded and floated to the backyard again.

Mianmian's gaze followed suit.

Mr. Mo's eyes did not leave Mianmian's body. Along the way, Mianmian often talked to himself. Could it be that there is something wrong with his mind?
He had heard of one body with two souls, that is, two souls lived in one body, one good and one evil, and the two communicated by themselves through the body. Normally, there would be no problems. Once there was danger, the evil one would come out.

Is it the same for cotton?

Mr. Mo was taken aback by his guess. How is this possible?

Soon, Grandpa Hulu came back, and said to Mianmian with a serious face, "Mianmian, let your master take you out of here as soon as possible."

"But we are here to see a doctor. If we don't see a doctor, we won't be allowed to leave. Besides, I still want to earn 1000 taels of silver."

Grandpa Gourd pinched his fingers to make the final calculation, and muttered to himself for a long time.

Mianmian thought about her toes and pricked up her ears, wondering what Grandpa Gourd was doing?
Mr. Mo was even more strange, "Mianmian, what are you doing?"

Mianmian shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm eavesdropping."

Overhear what?
There is no one else nearby, so what can you overhear?
When he has time, he has to communicate with Si Chenye, how can Mianmian be like this.

After a while, Grandpa Hulu let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there is no danger."

Mianmian didn't understand even more, "What are you talking about? Grandpa Hulu, why can't I understand what you are talking about."

Grandpa Gourd smiled inscrutablely, "It's nothing, I'll tell you later."

"Ok."

She is still young, and when she learns more skills in the future, Grandpa Calabash will tell her, but she wants to know what to do now?
Tell Grandpa Calabash?

No, Grandpa Hulu won't say it.

"Grandpa Calabash, are we still in danger?"

Mr. Mo: "..."

What is going on in this little girl's head? Why is there such a rich expression?

At this moment, Grandpa Hulu's complexion suddenly changed, "Mianmian, you have to get out of here quickly, someone is staring at you in the backyard, and the other party has appeared in the palace before, and it is likely that he came for you."

Mianmian immediately widened her eyes wide in shock, "Why are you staring at me? Did they find me?"

Even if we found her, it wouldn't hurt her!
"Grandpa Gourd, are you sure they are coming after me?"

Grandpa Gourd shook his head.

"Maybe it wasn't for me. If it was really for me, they should have found out when I came in. Isn't there nothing now?"

Grandpa Hulu felt very uncomfortable here, and he asked, "Mianmian, do you think there is anything unusual here?"

"No, I just feel a little cold."

cold?
Grandpa Hulu pinched his fingers and made the final calculation, "Mianmian, there is a bloody disaster here today, you'd better leave as soon as possible."

Mianmian was confident that she didn't think there would be any danger, "If I just told the master like this, he wouldn't believe me, and besides, I asked the master to come here, wouldn't it be a backlash? Grandpa Calabash, didn't you say that I Is it a blessed person, maybe I can stop it?"

Grandpa Gourd: "..."

"Is it a blessing if I stop the bloody disaster?"

Grandpa Gourd: "... count?"

Mianmian became more confident, "Then I won't leave, my father is still waiting for me to save, we need to accumulate more blessings."

Grandpa Hulu patted Mianmian's head, "You are too obsessed with blessings now, you will lose yourself if you continue like this."

can you?

Grandpa Gourd shook his head and disappeared.

Mianmian finally raised her head to look at Mr. Mo, and tugged at Mr. Mo's sleeve, "Master is in danger. Let's get out of here quickly after seeing a doctor, okay? There are people staring at us in the backyard."

backyard?

Mr. Mo took a look and only saw the bricks and tiles of the house. How did she know that the backyard was dangerous?

Mr. Mo looked at Mianmian, "Mianmian, tell the master honestly, how did you see it?"

Mianmian blinked her innocent eyes, and pointed to the passers-by, "Master, you can see that their faces are so dark that they seem to be sick, should we be more careful?"

Mr. Mo frowned and stared at Mianmian for a while.

Just now he found that all the servants in Hu County Magistrate's Mansion were listless and haggard, like walking corpses. He had traveled the rivers and lakes for many years but had never seen such a scene. It might have something to do with the ancient tombs.

The county government also gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as if someone was staring at them in the dark.

If he was the only one who had such a reaction, maybe he was thinking too much, but even Mian Mian thought this way, which meant that there was something wrong.

But the crux of the problem is how Mianmian knew.

"Mianmian, aren't you?"

"Is it what?"

Mr. Mo opened his mouth, "Forget it, it's nothing, maybe I'm thinking too much."

At this moment, the steward came out and respectfully invited the two of them in.

After opening the bed curtain, both Mr. Mo and Mian Mian couldn't help but take two steps back. The boy's limbs on the bed were like dead branches, his eye sockets were sunken, his face was colorless, and his skin was dark, as if he had been coated with a layer of black wax. .

Mianmian swallowed, "Is he still alive?"

Mr. Mo calmed down and told Mianmian to back off. He caught the boy's pulse and heaved a sigh of relief, "I still have a pulse? But this body..."

It is too empty, even medicine may not be able to absorb much, acupuncture may be able to have some effect, but the effect is not great.

How could a well-behaved child suddenly become so dilapidated? Is it really because of dirty things?

That's not right, if there is a problem with the underground things, it doesn't make sense that only the family of County Magistrate Hu had an accident.

At this time, magistrate Hu strode in from outside.

Mianmian turned around, and a wave of air came over her face. It smelled terrible, the same as the sixth uncle's smell before. It seemed that he was a big villain.

Sure enough, the big villain was not good-looking, he was vicious, and there was a black air lingering around his body.

Mianmian blinked, why is there red gas, it seems to be red and black.

(End of this chapter)