Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 25

"Cold girl? Cold girl?"

Aunt Liu led Mistress Wang into the yard, let her sit for a while, then turned around and began to knock on the door and call Leng Ran's name.

In the room in the east room, Leng Ran curled up in the corner of the wall, his sweat-drenched clothes had already dried, and they were piece by piece, hard and uncomfortable to stick to the body.

Leng Ran frowned, sneezed loudly, and woke up slowly from the dream.

His head was groggy, his eyes were blurred, and he had no strength in his body.

Leng Ran shuddered, feeling very cold.

Subconsciously touched his forehead, it was so hot...he had a fever, and the fever was still severe.

Leng Ran shook her dizzy head and tried to stand up, but just as she raised her strength, she collapsed on the ground, unable to exert any strength at all.

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"Leng girl, are you there?"

Outside the door, Aunt Liu looked around, but knocked on the door of the east room when she saw no one.

"Ma'am... I'm here."

Leng Ran replied with all her strength, and then she had no more strength and passed out.

After these two nights of tossing her body, and facing such horrific things every time, her body was already dehydrated.

In addition, he was infected with the wind and cold and was too weak.

Aunt Liu outside the door obviously waited for Leng Ran's answer, but she didn't respond for a long time. She always felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly started to push the door.

But I can't push it away.

She was in a hurry, could something have happened?

Thinking in this way, she pushed hard with all her strength.

There was only a bang, and it seemed that something had been pushed.

When Aunt Liu entered the room, she saw Leng Ran huddled in the corner, and she had already fainted.

……

It was noon when Leng Ran woke up again.

Feeling that her body was not so heavy, Leng Ran slowly opened her eyes.

The fine and curly eyelashes cast a silhouette on the pale face, when those clear and dark eyes saw Mrs. Liu sitting on the edge of the kang changing her sweat towel.

Suddenly a long-lost warmth rose from the bottom of my heart, Leng Ran smiled faintly, and her pale cheeks were a little more beautiful because of this faint smile.

"Excuse me, ma'am."

"You girl, what are you talking about? You're all burnt like this, and you don't know how to take good care of yourself. You almost drank the medicine."

After speaking, Aunt Liu brought the sea bowl on the kang head.

When Leng Ran saw the black thing in the sea bowl, she couldn't help frowning.

If she reads it correctly, this is wormwood plus talisman paper ashes...

"Ma'am, this is..."

Leng Ran couldn't help asking, she was suffering from the cold, why did she drink this?
Unexpectedly, before Aunt Liu opened her mouth, an old woman in a Taoist robe stepped in from the door. The old woman looked like a god, holding a bell and a sea bowl in her hand, and her cloudy eyes His eyes were shining brightly, with a shrewd look.

"You are haunted by ghosts. It's no wonder that drinking those soups will make you feel better."

Goddess Wang cast a glance at Leng Ran, then sat on a chair beside her, drinking tea with her legs crossed.

"Haunted by ghosts?" Leng Ran was startled, and then repeated this sentence, her complexion getting paler and paler.

Sure enough, the horrific things that happened these days are true. What unclean thing did she really get on?
Goddess Wang looked at Leng Ran's dim eyes, with a lifeless look, and the light in her eyes flashed past.

"Don't worry, drink this, and this immortal will help you get rid of it."

As he spoke, he patted his chest confidently.

Seeing that Mistress Wang's expression didn't seem to be fake, Leng Ran took the bowl, gulped it down, then got off the kang completely ignoring Mrs. Liu's stop, and knelt down in front of Mistress Wang with a plop.

(End of this chapter)