After a trip to Qingzhou, Qin Liuxi gained a few followers. He finally calmed down a bit from the bad mood that was affected by the physical damage of the Chi Yuan Dao, and the smile returned to his face.
But she was happy, but Qihuang was resentful, blaming her for not seeing anyone after leaving for several days.
"Next time you have to go for such a long time, I have to follow you." Qihuang said angrily.
Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "Follow me. You, the housekeeper, are not allowed to look at the size of this house."
Qi Huang said: "No one on the left or right dares to come here and act wild. Nowhere in the house is as safe as your small courtyard."
In Mingli, Qin Liuxi had set up a formation at the most important medicine studio. He barged in randomly and couldn't get through the door, so he would just wander around in front of the door.
In the dark, there are two guardian ghosts lying on the wall. If anyone comes to cause trouble or steal things, the male and female ghosts will not eat or work.
Now I have added a little ginseng spirit. Although it is just buried in the soil and pretending to be dead, Qin Liuxi is not here. It is all over the yard. It was almost discovered by Qin Mingchun yesterday, and he pretended to be a tree bear and got away.
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Qin Liuxi said that she had put a lot of effort into decorating this courtyard, and it was guarded by ghost generals, so it would definitely not be disturbed.
She glanced out of the corner of her eye and coughed: "Come out."
The little ginseng jingshen froze, and cautiously poked its head out from the corner of the wall. Is that what you call it?
"Um?"
Shen shook his body and ran over, clasping his hands together and saying, "Young man, I've seen you before."
Qin Liuxi bent down and pulled up one of its whiskers, hung it upside down, and took a look at it: "Why haven't the ginseng fruits grown yet? What use do you have?"
The little ginseng spirit struggled for a moment: "Sir, Xiao Shen has worked very hard. Your land is rich in aura, and Xiao Shen practices diligently every day. Just wait. I will bear fruit within three months. I don't believe you will do it by then."
I."
Ahhhhh, I haven’t seen the Evil God for a few days, and the days are going by so fast. I just went out for a walk early in the morning, and then I bumped into him head-on!
Bad luck!
Qin Liuxi swung the fibrous roots around and said: "I don't want March, I want January. October is over and you haven't grown any red fruits yet. I won't kill you. I'll just pound them into medicine. You
It's up to you."
The little ginseng spirit began to cry.
Is there still hope for ginseng?
Qihuang saw that it was so frightened that its fibrous roots were rolled up, so he took it from Qin Liuxi's hand, held it in his hand, and asked: "Miss, do you want ginseng fruit? Although the fruit is good, this little ginseng cannot be more essence.
If you want to use it, a small piece should be enough, right?"
The fruit is the essence, but the ginseng itself, after thousands of years of cultivation, may have better medicinal effects.
"It's useful." Qin Liuxi looked at the small ginseng essence and said, "Its properties are so powerful that it can even kill your life. You really need to prepare a piece when the time comes, but the fruit is milder than it. It is used as a ginseng to strengthen the body and replenish qi."
The pill is good and can also prevent aging. I just want to use it as medicine."
She had no idea how to undo Si Lengyue's blood curse, but she thought of the crudest option, which was to steal heaven and earth in exchange for life.
The black witch's blood curse curses the death of the Si family. If the blood of the Si family is extinct, the curse will be lifted.
Therefore, Si Lengyue may have to die once before he can be reborn.
Of course, this was a worst-case scenario, and she would not use it until she had to, but even if she was planning for the worst, she had to make preparations in advance before she could bring Si Lengyue back to life, or really beat him to death.
Who can bear the debt of life?
Hot potato.
Si Lengyue is right, the blood curse of their Si family is indeed a hot potato, and if it doesn't work well, it will be backlashed.
She just wanted to learn more about the Wu Clan, and she had yet to fight against the top experts in it.
Qihuang said to the little ginseng spirit: "Did you hear that the young lady wants to make medicine? She also wants to save people. You have to work harder, and the fruit will really come out and you can use it as medicine for the young lady. You can save people. This merit will not be counted."
What about you?"
When the little ginseng spirit thought about it, it seemed to be the truth. All living things in this world have spirits. Anyone who has cultivated spiritual wisdom knows that merit is a good thing. The more the better.
Thinking of this, the little leaves on its head shook happily: "Yes, can you divide it?"
Qin Liuxi looked at it: "It's all something you raised. You have contributed to this, and of course you have to take credit for it. With the blessing of merit and virtue, you can practice it, and you will be able to transform into another shape in the future."
Already."
"Hey, then I will definitely practice harder day and night. Sir, do you want to use me to make medicine now?" The little ginseng essence stretched out its slightly thicker arm: "Come on, you can kill me, I'm not afraid of pain!"
All for merit.
Oh, see reality, see innocence!
Qin Liuxi picked it up and threw it away: "Bian'er is going to practice."
Qihuang pursed his lips and chuckled.
The little ginseng spirit bowed his hands and returned to his mound to bury the ginseng fruit as soon as possible.
Qihuang asked: "What kind of illness did you receive that requires ginseng fruit to be so expensive?"
"It's a bit more troublesome than ordinary patients." Qin Liuxi tapped his hand hanging by his leg, but stopped saying these words. He just looked at the door of the courtyard and said in a slightly high voice: "Why are you so weak when you walk?
Night."
Qihuang looked over and saw that as soon as Qin Liuxi finished speaking, a small bun appeared in his sight.
Qin Mingchun ran in carrying his small schoolbag, rushed to Qin Liuxi and cupped his hands: "Sister, you are back."
"Well." Qin Liuxi looked at his sapphire blue schoolbag and asked, "How have you been studying these past few days? How is your handwriting?"
Qin Mingchun quickly took out a few small copybooks from his schoolbag and handed them over: "Please take a look."
Qin Liuxi took it, glanced at it, and said, "Not bad, a little progress."
Qin Mingchun puffed up her small chest.
"Where's your aunt's?"
Qin Mingchun's proud aura suddenly leaked, and he raised his eyelids and said: "Sister, my aunt is too stupid. She can forget the characters she learned yesterday. I can even write them backwards. She can't write well. I really can't teach her anymore."
. Otherwise, forget it?"
Teaching my aunt to read and write feels a bit more difficult than memorizing books.
Qin Liuxi's eyes twitched and he said expressionlessly: "That's just right. She helped you review it, which just deepens your impression. You are so eager to learn. I will contact a school for you and study there."
She had been so busy these days that she had forgotten about this incident. She had to go to school to find two degrees, and she also had to find a way to find the coffin shop that the old man had given her before.
Gee, there are so many things.
Qin Mingchun's eyes lit up slightly: "Really?"
Qin Liuxi saw that he was a little happy and said: "After entering the school, you will have to study harder than now. If you don't learn well, the teacher will be very cunning."
Qin Mingchun shrank his hand and said softly: "I know."
"Go in and study." Qin Liuxi pursed his lips.
"Hey." Qin Mingchun quickly agreed. After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "Sister, I came from my grandmother's yard. Someone came to the house to talk to the old lady and the second aunt. I looked at it.
