The group pet villain is three years old

Chapter 350 I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost
"Old man, what is this?" Dugu Xiaoming yelled stiffly and awkwardly.

He wanted to call Master, but he was afraid it would be too abrupt, so he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Chu Xing carefully stared at the talisman on the ground, and said with a sullen face: "This is a long-lost stunt of the Taoist school, the ghost-suppressing talisman. This talisman is made by Zhang Tianshi. This talisman has exhausted Zhang Tianshi's life. It is extremely precious. Taoism has been extinct for hundreds of years."

"This…………"

After Dugu Xiaoming listened, he looked up again at the place where the black shadow disappeared just now.

Is it true that there are so-called Yin soldiers to make excuses?

That's why such a powerful spell is needed to suppress it?
But it was different from what he had seen before, and the aura was also different.

Dugu Xiaoming didn't understand what was going on, so he simply stopped talking.

Lingyuan was very puzzled, and looked at Chu Xing without knowing why, "Master, does this spell of Zhang Tianshi need to be combined with any medicine to achieve the effect?"

Chu Xing: "?????"

I've never heard of spells and drugs. What kind of magical theory is this?

"Baby, did you find something?"

Ling Yuan gave Chu Xing the feeling that he has always been very calm, except for his unconditional trust in Nan Xiyin, in other respects, everything he does is perfect and cannot be faulted.

So this question, Chu Xing instinctively felt that he had discovered something else.

"En." Ling Yuan nodded slightly, walked to Chu Xing and squatted down, touched the silver-white isolation line with his fingers.

The nails dug some soil out of the bumps that depict the lines of the spell, and put it on the tip of the nose to smell it carefully.

"This is strange." Lingyuan said to himself.

Since it is a spell to suppress ghosts, why is there such a strong smell of medicine underneath?
This medicine does not look simple, but it is rare in the world.

Lingyuan seemed to remember reading a record of the smell of medicine in some manuscript, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Lingyuan made a bold decision.

"Master, can you dig this line?"

"What?" Feng Lan jumped up almost immediately.

It was not only Feng Lan who exclaimed, but also everyone else.

Their continent believes in gods, and naturally they also believe in the existence of ghosts and gods.

It also includes South Mexico City.

The only true atheists are Nan Xiyin and Nan Wanyan.

As soon as Lingyuan said this, everyone looked at him vigilantly, moved silently, and stood on the edge to protect the life-saving silver-white line.

"Boy, I'm warning you! Don't act foolishly, or don't blame me for being rude." Dugu Xiaoming pointed at Lingyuan and said viciously.

Dugu Xiaoming is not an atheist, because he has seen it and experienced it in the fast travel world.

So he was basically certain at the moment that it was the Yin Soldier.

Once this spell is destroyed, they cannot escape.

Nanmo City also wanted to stop it, but it was more than enough.

Can this group of people hurry up, he is almost unable to hold on.

Feng Lan's eyes were deep, she couldn't see the attitude of her daughter's family at all, and her eyes were full of guard when she stared at Ling Yuan.

"Boy, you'd better not act rashly. If I die here, even a ghost will not let you go."

Duan Qing also shook his head, "No, don't open it."

She was scared, very scared.

I am afraid that I will not be able to get rid of the psychological shadow of intruding alone countless times.

After finally finding a so-called backer, how could Duan Qing tolerate being ruined by others?
Only Nan Xiyin knew Lingyuan best.

"Brother, do you have any other discoveries?"

The corners of Lingyuan's lips gently curved into a perfect and impeccable arc, and the eyes looking at Nan Xiyin were full of doting and tenderness.

He knew that the little guy was a big kid, and he understood his mind best.

Lingyuan didn't answer Nan Xiyin, but took two steps to pick her up, leaned close to Nan Xiyin and whispered something in Nan Xiyin's ear.

The volume of the voice was just right, and no one else could hear it except the two of them.

Nan Wanyan was smooth, her fair and plump forehead wrinkled into the shape of Sichuan.

How long are they going to delay?
"Xiao Yi, let's go." Nan Wanyan patted Xiao Yi's back, not wanting to turn around and ask.

Let them study slowly!She wants to save Nanmo City.

Nan Wanyan had already seen the terrain here.

On the thorny path and the edge of the forest, there are many herbs that can treat trauma.

But she dared not use it, and there was no place to make medicine for her.

They said there was a village ahead, so go to a safe place.

Everyone: "..."

They looked at the backs of Nan Wanyan and his wife as they went away, but their daughter was still here!Leave without saying hello.

"Oh." Nan Xiyin patted herself on the forehead heavily, blaming herself extremely.

She forgot in a hurry, and even ignored her father's injury.

"Brother, follow up." Nan Xiyin directed Lingyuan very smoothly.

Lingyuan is also used to it, and won't argue with her, just a child.

Lingyuan and Nan Xiyin followed Nanmocheng and the others.

As for what Lingyuan said, Nan Xiyin was the same as Lingyuan, as long as Lingyuan wanted to do it, she would support it.

Looks like I'll have to come back sometime when no one is around.

Just... don't know why?
As soon as that little boy Nan Xiyin left, the adults instantly felt that they had lost their backbone, and that they had no choice but to leave.

The search for the exit had to be delayed again, at least until Nanmo City recovered.

Several people returned to the "Prince's Mansion" again.

Nan Xiyin stood at the door and did not go in for a long time.

This is the eternal pain in her heart, as long as she thinks about it, she will beat her chest and stamp her feet.

Nan Mocheng leaned on Nan Wanyan's shoulder drowsily, not knowing where he was.

cold.

So cold.

Apart from the cold feeling, Nanmocheng didn't even respond to pain.

His face was purple, and the corners of his lips were black. At first glance, he looked like a dying person who had been poisoned.

Nan Wanyan was so anxious that she took off her coat and put it on for Nan Mocheng.

The cold wind poured into the back, Nanwan shivered from the cold.

"Qing'er." Nan Mocheng was half asleep and half awake, still trying to stop her.

"Don't talk, we're here, we'll get better soon." Nan Wanyan comforted Nanmocheng.

The most powerful genius doctor and most powerful agent in country Z, the existence that countless people look up to and worship are all here.

Naturally, there is no need to worry about Nanmo City's injury.

Nan Xiyin would not let him die, and neither would she.

She was just worried that he was cold, nothing else.

"Yeah." Nan Mocheng whispered softly, "I will get better, I still have a wife and children, I want to accompany you until your old age, and the family will never be separated."

Nan Wanyan's tears suddenly couldn't be held back, and she, who had always been strong, was deeply moved.

Take a closer look, the Dog Emperor is fine except for being domineering.

Nan Xiyin was also in tears, blaming herself, how could she ignore the emperor's father!

"Father, don't worry, Wo is a child prodigy, otherwise, Wo invites the dragon girl boy down to earth."

Nan Wanyan's tears stopped suddenly, Nan Xiyin's serious look made her want to laugh, but she couldn't cry.

Dugu Xiaoming hit her unceremoniously, "I lost your color contact lenses."

Then she can't play tricks.

Nan Xiyin turned back with bright eyes: "It doesn't matter, there are many ophthalmologists, and I will give you a pair sometime."

Dugu Xiaoming: "..."

Well, space is power.

I miss Sikong so much. Compared with this elementary system, Sikong's space is many times stronger.

Just as Dugu Xiaoming was thinking, Duan Qing walked out from the palace.

"Okay, pack it up, come in."

This place is really dilapidated and uninhabitable, not to mention that this group of people are all masters.

According to the original appearance, even Duan Qing himself couldn't stand it.

So I went in early and rearranged the blindfold.

Even if it is fake, it will look a lot more comfortable.

Nan Wanyan helped Nan Mocheng into the house, and Nan Xiyin went to the kitchen.

Nan Wanyan's medical skills are no worse than hers, and with her aunt around, she doesn't need to worry at all.

What she needs to do now is to let Nanmo City feel the warmth of her family, which is undoubtedly a good bowl of porridge.

Nan Xiyin dragged Dugu Xiaoming to go together, she was not tall enough in the kitchen, so she could only think about it, if she really wanted to do it herself, there was nothing she could do.

Lingyuan has always followed wherever Nan Xiyin went.

After entering the kitchen, Nan Xiyin glanced at the shelf meaningfully.

There were fewer vegetables and meat on the shelves, not particularly obvious, but she just noticed it.

Because she paid special attention when she left.

How much is left and where it is, she remembers it clearly.

Even, a lot of ingredients are added to the food, just waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Nan Xiyin's white and tender mouth evoked a treacherous smile, and the expression on her face looked as ferocious as Shura crawling out of hell.

There is still half of the immaturity and innocence of a three-year-old child.

Dugu Xiaoming turned around and wanted to ask Nan Xiyin whether he was making preserved egg porridge or lean meat porridge, but he happened to catch this expression, and his little heart was beating wildly in fright.

"Fuck, what are you doing? It's so scary, it scared me to death."

Nan Xiyin restrained her expression, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Blinking his big innocent eyes, he asked Dugu Xiaoming: "What's the matter?"

"Ah?" Dugu Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then said dully: "No, I just want to ask if you cook preserved egg porridge or lean meat porridge?"

Nan Xiyin rolled her eyes, "Is there any conflict between preserved egg porridge and lean meat porridge? You don't know how to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

Dugu Xiaoming: "?????"

What can he say?Can't argue with that, damn it makes sense, there really isn't a conflict.

Dugu Xiaoming was going to make his preserved egg porridge, and Nan Xiyin and Lingyuan came out to wait at the door.

Jin Cancan's style came into view, and Nan Xiyin still liked it.

Even if you can only look at it, it can be a feast for your eyes.

It's just a pity, a fake is a fake, and you can't take it away.

Lingyuan has no idea about money, he is just curious, Dugu Xiaoming is not the only one who caught Nan Xiyin's face just now.

"Xiyin, what happened to you just now?"

Dugu Xiaoming was peeling the preserved eggs, when he suddenly heard Lingyuan's question, he stretched his neck and listened.

However...

There is no text.

He heard nothing.

because………

Nan Xiyin said it in Lingyuan's ear.

Her plan has not been carried out yet, so Dugu Xiaoming cannot let her know.

She was afraid that Dugu Xiaoming's violent temper would spoil her affairs.

"Ah?" Lingyuan looked at Nan Xiyin after listening, as if examining another soul.

He no longer wants to ask about how old she is, as long as she is her, she is his friend, regardless of her status.

"Yes." Lingyuan nodded, expressing that she would support her.

Nan Xiyin also didn't know what Lingyuan was thinking, otherwise she would be so angry that she vomited blood for three liters.

She raised him as her boyfriend, and Lingyuan treated her as a child.

"Xiyin, remember this lesson, after you get out from here, you must not be willful again." Lingyuan taught with painstaking efforts.

Nan Xiyin always does things her own way, but she doesn't have the ability to protect herself.

"Understood, the porridge takes a long time to cook, let's go to the yard to see if there is any medicine to treat trauma!"

About this question, Lingyuan asked Duan Qing.

The luxury of a house can be a trick, but what about herbs?

Especially Jiu Xinghua, who has met only a handful of people, Lingyuan didn't think Duan Qinghui was one of the very few people, so he asked.

Duan Qing's answer was that the flowers, plants and vegetation in the yard were all real, but they were messy and not as neat as they were seen today, presenting the appearance of a hundred flowers blooming.

Nan Xiyin searched around the yard, and found a lot of medicinal herbs that could be used.

It grows very well and is very fresh.

Nan Xiyin pulled a lot, and ran to Nanmo City's room with it.

"Xiyin, you came just in time." Nan Wanyan was about to find Nan Xiyin when she came by herself.

"Gu... Concubine mother, are you looking for me?" Nan Xiyin's aunt stopped in time when she saw Feng Lan, Duan Qing, and Chu Xing.

She would only call Aunt Nan Wanyan when there was no one around.

"En." Nan Wanyan nodded, and looked at Feng Lan, Duan Qing, and Chu Xing.

"Master, I want to heal Mocheng, it's inconvenient to be disturbed by outsiders, do you think you can go out first?"

Nan Wanyan asked politely, the master of Nanmo City was naturally her master.

Chu Xing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't say anything.

"it is good."

Chu Xing walked to the door, and Feng Lan's mother and daughter followed.

Chu Xing originally wanted to say that his medical skills were acceptable, and that Nanmocheng was not seriously injured, but he lost too much blood, so he could save him.

But seeing Nan Wanyan's confident expression, he decided not to bother them.

The idlers, including Lingyuan, also went out.

He knew that the mother and daughter had many secrets that were not known to the public, so he tactfully withdrew without their invitation.

Nan Xiyin laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, she just liked Ling Yuan's intelligence and handsomeness.

Be decisive when it is time to be decisive, and never drag your feet.

"Xiyin, I need to use the hospital."

"Ah."

Nan Xiyin sent Nanmocheng and Nan Wanyan to the space hospital, and climbed into the bed to sleep soundly.

It's not that she has no conscience, it's that she has nothing to do with her aunt.

Nanmocheng needs a blood transfusion to allow the body to recover as soon as possible, and also needs a tetanus to prevent infection.

As long as there is a little accident, they will not let the accident happen.

Dugu Xiaoming came over with porridge, but was stopped by Chu Xing.

He knew that healing should not be interrupted, so as not to be distracted.

Dugu Xiaoming listened intently, the only sound in the room was Nan Xiyin's weak and even breathing.

With a little thought, Dugu Xiaoming knew why they were there.

The same kind of people, there is no secret between them.

(End of this chapter)