The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 562 [V417] Recognition (two more)

   The saint was awakened by a nightmare. She dreamed that she was seen through by the ancestor Sikong. The ancestor grabbed her throat and stabbed her in the heart with a dagger.

   She exclaimed and sat up suddenly!

She was born a saint, and received training that was different from ordinary people. She had already developed a temperament to deal with things without fear, but she still had a nightmare that scared her into a cold sweat. It can be seen that the strength of the ancestor last night was left in her heart. What a terrible shadow.

   Soon, however, the saint found herself in an unfamiliar room, and the golden morning light came in through the window lattice, and shone on the tables and chairs that exuded a strong simple atmosphere.

   The furnishings of the house are not complicated, but they are all made of high-quality golden nanmu, which is rumored to be immortal for thousands of years, so it is a style from many years ago, and at first glance, it is still not worn out.

   There was obviously no one in the room, but the Holy Maiden had an illusion that she did not dare to make mistakes.

   "Where is this place?"

   The Holy Maiden whispered.

   As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door.

   Immediately afterwards, a young disciple asked, "Miss, are you awake?"

   A look of vigilance appeared in the eyes of the saint: "I'm awake."

   "Then I'll bring the ginseng soup to the girl." The little disciple said, waiting quietly outside the door for the saint's instructions.

   The saintess' eyes flashed, and she lowered the curtain and said, "Okay."

   crunch——

  The door was pushed open.

   The younger disciple walked in with a bowl of steaming ginseng soup, and a tempting aroma filled the room immediately.

The younger disciple put the ginseng soup on the table, and said without looking sideways, "Miss, please drink some ginseng soup first. This soup is made with bamboo chicken and snow ginseng from our Mingshan Mountain. It is nourishing and delicious. You can't drink outside!"

  The Holy Maiden stroked the veil with her hand and was about to pull it away. She paused, then pulled her hand back and asked through the veil, "You just said...this is Mingshan? Where is Mingshan?"

   "Chaoyang Hall!" said the little disciple.

   The pupils of the Holy Maiden shrank!

  Chaoyang Hall, the site of Ancestor Sikong, she came here by accident?

   No, it wasn't a mistake. She vaguely remembered that she was severely injured by the pressure of Ancestor Sikong.

  Why are you in Chaoyang Hall as soon as you wake up?

   Listening to this little disciple's tone, he seems to be very respectful to himself.

   Could it be that... Ancestor Sikong saw the portrait of Saintess Lanyi and already guessed that she was the descendant of Saintess Lanyi?

   In order to confirm her guess, the saint slowly lifted the curtain, looked at the little disciple standing by the table, and said softly, "Who brought me here?"

   "It's the ancestor." The younger disciple said.

   When referring to the ancestor, the younger disciple's expression was more respectful than before, and at the same time, a trace of doubts that could not be suppressed appeared on his face.

  The Holy Maiden understands what he is wondering. The ancestor never allowed outsiders to enter the mountain, but now he has brought a girl back, and he has made people wait for him. Everyone here is going to be shocked, right?

  The Holy Maiden doesn't care if they are stupid or not, as long as the ancestor recognizes himself, it is enough.

   The little disciple did not lie to her. The taste of this bamboo chicken and ginseng soup is extremely delicious. It has nothing to do with cooking skills.

   Then she remembered that she had broken many bones in her body, but now there was no pain at all.

   "Who healed my wounds?" she asked the little disciple beside her.

   The younger disciple thought about it and said, "It should be the ancestor, right? We have never healed the girl."

   Now, the saint is almost certain that the ancestor recognized her.

  I thought I would die, but unexpectedly... I put it to death and came back to life.

   The Holy Maiden pressed down the corners of her lips raised in pride, took a few more sips of ginseng soup, and then calmly looked at the little disciple who looked at the nose and the heart: "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

   The younger disciple replied, "My name is Jinghong, and I am fourteen this year."

  The Holy Maiden squeezed out a gentle and harmless tone and said, "Then I...will I call you Jinghong in the future?"

   Young disciple Jinghong scratched his head and said with a naive smile, "Okay."

   "How long have you been in Mingshan?" asked the saint.

   The younger disciple said, "It's been five years."

   Five years, so he is very familiar with the ancestors.

The Holy Maiden stirred the ginseng soup in the bowl with her spoon, and didn't ask about the news of the ancestor. Although she didn't think this little disciple would hide herself, she couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Picture it.

Saintess don't eat meaty meat. It's because the chicken soup is so delicious. After eating a few more bites, she feels her stomach tumbling. The chicken soup is finished.

   The little disciple was very obedient and quietly guarded by the side. When she asked questions, he answered, never asking her.

   Saintess joked: "Aren't you curious about who I am?"

   The little disciple scratched his head and smirked.

  Curiosity is sure, but they didn't have the guts to ask about the ancestors.

  The Holy Maiden is more and more certain that she is holding the right thigh, and with the support of her ancestors, is she afraid that she will not be able to deal with the mere "Saint Maiden" and the "Second Young Master" of Sikong's family? Even now, when the current Patriarch Sikong arrives in front of his ancestor, he has to obediently call out his uncle and grandfather!

   The little disciple said, "Girl, do you have any other orders here? If you don't order, I'll go to the kitchen to see if breakfast is ready?"

  The Holy Maiden returned to the cage and shook her head politely at him: "No, you go."

   "Hey!" The little disciple brought the bowl and was about to leave. Just as he reached the door, he was stopped by the Holy Maiden.

   The saint asked softly, "Jinghong, do you know where the ancestor is?"

The younger disciple turned his head and said, "The old man is practicing martial arts, if the girl feels that the room is stuffy, you can go for a walk in the garden, but don't leave the garden, there are many Gu worms in Mingshan, and the girl does not know martial arts, so she may be bitten by the worms. ."

   "Thank you." The saint nodded approachably. After the little disciple went out, she also stood up and walked around the courtyard.

   Naturally, she would not listen to the little disciple obediently, so she left the yard unintentionally without taking a walk twice.

  Chaoyang Hall is very big, she chose a direction at will, and dared to hang out.

  This is Patriarch's site, she didn't believe that she was injured on his site, and he could not notice it.

   She wanted to see how much weight her great-great-granddaughter held in the minds of the ancestors.

While thinking about it, the Holy Maiden walked towards the dangerous Gu Garden, where the lowest-level Gu insects are kept, but it is also full of insects and snakes. She walked in cautiously, and suddenly, a huge poisonous snake flew towards her. jumped over.

"what--"

   She screamed and fell to the ground.

The imaginary heavy damage did not come. The moment the poisonous snake bit her, it was shaken away by an invisible force. Then, the insects and snakes around seemed to feel a fatal threat and fled back to their lair. .

  The Holy Maiden slowly removed the sleeves that blocked her eyes and looked at the man who fell in front of her.

   That is a burly master, dressed in black, with white hair like snow, and a powerful aura.

   But it is also because it is so powerful that people dare not look directly at his face.

The    saintess' eyes went from bottom to top, and when they landed on his tight neckline, they didn't dare to go up again.

   She looked away and looked timidly at the side of the hillside.

   She was like a little girl who was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She didn't ask who he was, and she didn't say thank you. She just shrank back, and when she shrank, it happened to reveal her sprained foot from a fall.

   Sikong Ye glanced at her swollen ankles, bent over, and stretched out his arms towards her.

   The saint's body trembled in fear.

   His hand stopped, as if hesitating.

   The Holy Maiden bit her lip and leaned towards him.

   Sikong Ye hugged her lovingly.

   Saintess felt his love for her, and her dangling heart gradually returned to reality. She leaned on the other side's arms obediently, and let the other side carry her back to Chaoyang Hall.

   "What's it called?" Sikong Ye asked.

   "Lan, Lan Yu." She whispered.

   That girl seems to be talking about this name, don't care if it's true or not, let's talk about it after using it!

   "Who are you, Lan Yi?" Sikong Ye asked again.

   "Great-grandmother," said the saint.

   Sikong Ye took a step.

The saint blinked. At this point, she was not worried that the ancestor would doubt herself, so she dared to ask: "You... Are you my great-grandfather? Before my great-grandmother died, let me come to Mingdu to find you. , I...I don't know if I've found the right one."

   Sikong Ye didn't answer her question directly, but said, "What's the matter with the injury on your body?"

The saint would not think that he was referring to the injury caused by his coercion last night. She fought against Yan Jiuchao a few days ago and suffered a lot, and even the old injury still hasn't healed. The ancestor must have healed her injury. It was noticed, and she simply healed her injuries.

   "Being beaten," she whispered.

   "Who?" A strong murderous aura burst out from Sikong Ye's body.

   Saintess pursed her lips, lowered her head and said, "Saints."

   (end of this chapter)