After sunset, Cheng Yufang flew down from Qingluo Mountain.
When he was still a few feet away from Que Niang Temple, he quietly landed on a branch and observed. It was not until he confirmed that Que Niang and Erya had returned to their nests that he quietly landed on the roof of Que Niang Temple.
Jia Fei was on the roof, staring at the setting sun and once again in a daze. Seeing the sparrows flying back cautiously, he remembered what happened during the day and opened his mouth, but did not ask.
I saw the little sparrow flying into the hall as usual, and after landing on the beam, its eyes became dull, and a young gentleman in white clothes floated out of the sparrow's body.
He took off the jade gourd from his waist and took a sip of General's Drunk by himself first, which made Jia Fei next to him couldn't help but pout his lips. Unfortunately, he had not reached the Yuanshen realm and could not drink such spiritual wine.
Seeing three cyclones flying out of Cheng Yu's body, the three little guys were greedy for wine again.
Cheng Yu smiled knowingly, formed sword fingers with his hands, drew three streams of wine from the jade gourd, and threw three arcs in the air.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Three spirit spirits rose into the sky, chasing the wine in the air under the afterglow of the setting sun.
After a while, Zuo'er and Sleepyhead burped their way back into Cheng Yu's body, while Right's son was floating around casually in the air, seemingly playing aimlessly, but he was drifting closer and closer to Jia Fei.
Jia Fei closed her eyes and was quietly gathering Qi. She felt that You'er was slowly approaching her with her mind. She smiled in her heart and no longer introduced Qi into her body. Instead, she condensed and purified the gathered spiritual Qi.<
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At this moment, You'er is getting farther and farther away from Cheng Yu, but getting closer and closer to Jia Fei.
It was already dusk at this time, and I was still comfortable absorbing the cat demon's feminine spiritual energy. Dad's spiritual energy was too overbearing and I couldn't get used to it.
The more you suck, the more comfortable you feel. At this moment, you are almost flying around Jia Fei.
Well...just think of it as your reward for robbing me of thunder.
Thinking of this, Youer suddenly felt at ease.
Jia Fei suppressed his laughter, secretly opened his right eye, squinted and looked at the "swish" of a cyclone surrounding him outside.
Seeing You'er flying farther and farther until he began to fly around Jia Fei, and seeing Jia Fei seeming to be smiling and squinting to peek, Cheng Yu couldn't help but smile knowingly again, and the two of them finally put aside their old feud.
.
Even on the surface.
Cheng Yu was in a good mood at this time. He picked up the jade gourd and drank another sip of General's Drunkenness. His soul felt refreshed. Recently, the General's drunkenness had become faster. He would have time to go to Wujun Palace to visit Wujun another day. p>
With this thought in mind, Cheng Yu raised the jade gourd again. Before the wine was in his mouth, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamations coming from the village, and the sound of a house collapsing.
Directions near Zhuangtou's house!
"Youer! Come back quickly!"
He shouted softly at You'er. You'er, who was flying beside Jia Fei, heard the urgent tone of "Daddy" and immediately gave up the rich spiritual energy and quickly flew back to Cheng Yu's body.
Then bursts of shouts began to be heard in the village, and every household went out to look around, and some went directly in the direction of the sound of collapse.
At this time, a village man ran from the village, shouting:
"The pavilion has collapsed! The pavilion has collapsed!"
Then he turned around and seemed to go to report to a certain house.
The Royal Stele Pavilion collapsed?
If it's just the pavilion that collapsed, then that's fine. I think Que Lao Niang and Hei Tan Tou should be fine.
Although Cheng Yu was thinking this, his soul still returned to his position immediately, spread his wings and flew towards the village.
At this time, Feiyan was behind the Queniang Temple and had already heard that something had happened in the village. He immediately ended his week, took a breath and ran towards the Imperial Stele Pavilion.
As soon as the old man returned to the house and lay down for a while, he felt the warm kang tremble slightly, followed by a loud "bang" sound, as if the house next door collapsed. He hurriedly grabbed the kang-tang Lingjie Sword and ran out of the house, only to see the surrounding houses.
Everyone was there, and Qiu Luo was already standing at the door of the courtyard, looking out.
"What's the sound?"
"The stele pavilion next to it was under renovation, and suddenly it completely collapsed."
When Qiu Luo saw the old Taoist asking, he turned around to report. The old Taoist felt relieved after hearing this.
"Ouch! It hurts me so much!"
A person's cry of pain was heard outside the hospital.
"Don't worry! My legs are trapped. We need to move the top of the pavilion first before we can move the monument. Let's move together. One! Two! Three! Hi!"
When Lao Dao and Qiu Luo rushed to the scene of the accident, there were already seven or eight Zhuang Han and craftsmen working together to move the collapsed wooden beams.
The pavilion was originally a hexagonal pavilion with double eaves, and the wooden beams on the top were all made of excellent nanmu. After more than three hundred years of wind, frost, rain and snow, the connection structure between the mortise and tenon joints has been deformed, restored, and deformed again many times.
, and then reply, they have completely integrated into one whole.
Therefore, after the collapse, the wooden beams on top did not fall apart. Those seven or eight people had to lift the entire roof together.
There are fewer people.
"Quick! Call someone again! I can't lift it!"
The stewards and servants of the two mansions were shouting and yelling two feet away, but they were unwilling to come forward to help.
Jia Fei hid on a rooftop in the distance and watched. The person being crushed was a repair craftsman. At this moment, one of his right legs was pressed by the fallen stone tablet, and the stone tablet was pressed by the entire roof of the pavilion. Blood was flowing on the ground.
Note, the person who was pressed looked pale.
Seeing that no one could move, she decided to show up in person to help.
"You go help save people, and I'll get the medicine!"
When she heard Lao Dao's words, she leaned down again.
With this old Taoist and the swordsman here, it should be fine.
I saw the great sparrow fairy from a distance again. After hovering over the Zhuangtou courtyard for a while, he flew quickly to the back village. The two sparrows behind him looked familiar. They seemed to be the ones who went to Que Niang Temple to look for him last time.
Two female finches.
At this time, the old Taoist ordered Qiu Luo, turned around and ran back into the house, grabbed the bundle from the kang and untied it. It turned out that there were two or three small bottles inside. The old Taoist identified it, took one out, and hurried out of the house.
Go.
When he came to the collapsed pavilion, he saw that Qiu Luo had lifted up the entire top of the pavilion with one person, and everyone around him was stunned.
The villagers only knew that he was the disciple of the old god. They had seen his miracle before with the sword coming out of his body, but they didn't know that this person had such great strength.
He is born with supernatural power. If he helps to go to the fields during spring plowing, all the cattle in the village will be able to rest!
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Qiu Luo gently placed the wooden beam structure and the bricks and tiles on it on one side, and then came to the fallen stone monument. He saw that the body of the monument and the stone carvings carrying the monument had collapsed together, pressing down on the craftsman's right leg.
Bloody and bloody.
Qiu Luo clasped the bottom of the stone tablet and struggled with his hands. He felt that the stone tablet was slightly heavier than the top of the pavilion just now, but he lifted it up without much effort.
The spectators nearby were immediately awakened by another burst of deafening wails, and they all stepped forward to drag the craftsman out. Qiu Luo easily moved the monument to one side.
The mother-in-law of this craftsman's family just knelt on the ground and kowtowed with tears. Seeing that spring plowing was about to happen, the head of the family broke his leg. Not to mention missing the farm work, he must be disabled in the future.
The old Taoist stepped forward to help him up, and then pushed away the spectators, asking everyone to hold down the man's limbs.
He ordered Qiu Luo to tear open the man's winter pants first, only to find that the calf bone had been broken. When he was wondering how to set the bone, Qiu Luo volunteered to set the man's bone.
Seeing someone doing it for him, the old man immediately handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Qiu Luo, and asked him to assemble the bone and then sprinkle a little powder on the wound. It should have a miraculous effect.
Qiu Luo took one look at the vial and immediately said yes.
"Crack!"
After a crisp sound, there was another howling like a killing pig. Qiu Luo did not even use a splint. He held the broken leg with one hand and fixed it. He took the vial with the other hand and poured some fine white powder evenly over the wound.
"Ah! Ah! Ah... hmm?"
In just a few breaths, the craftsman stopped wailing and looked at his broken leg in a daze.
"The boss!"
The craftsman's wife rushed over and wiped off the sweat on his face, but was comforted by her boss that he was fine. The pain was not much anymore, but it was a little itchy and unbearable.
"Carry it back and raise it. You will be able to work in the fields in two days."
Qiu Luo stood up and spoke.
Everyone didn't believe it, and they all marveled at it. After a hundred days of straining their muscles and bones, they saw that the flesh had been poked out from the half-broken bone. They must have become a cripple.
But just a little spray of the medicine, and the pain stopped instantly, and I was able to get off the ground in two days!
"The powers of the gods are boundless!"
At this time, every banker was here, and everyone knelt down and kowtowed together and shouted.
Even the two government officials, seeing the miracle with their own eyes, couldn't help but kneel down and worship.
Qiu Luo's hands were stained with blood, but he didn't dare to show too much disgust due to his uncle's presence. He just shook his hands, and the layer of blood on the surface fell off automatically like molting skin, and returned to his hands as white as jade.
The old Taoist asked everyone to get up and carry the injured home first. Then he pulled Feiyan, who was running back, and asked Qiu Luo to go back to the house together.
"Huh? There is something under this monument."
Just after they entered the courtyard, someone whispered from outside.
