Peng Songlai and his wife had never seen such a scene before, so they just stayed there. Fortunately, they also knew that Mu Yi would not do anything to his daughter. On the contrary, under the white light, his daughter's spirit improved obviously and quickly.
The white light disappeared in an instant, and looking at Peng Songlai's little daughter, except that her face was still a little pale and her hair was messy, she looked like a completely different person.
"Immortal magic." Peng Songlai couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Apart from magic, he couldn't think of any other way to make his daughter better instantly. He couldn't help but feel more in awe of Mu Yi. At the same time, he also understood why Su Chongshan valued Mu Yi so much. Obviously, he had real abilities.
Yes, this has nothing to do with age.
Peng Songlai's wife was even more ecstatic. She was a woman and didn't know any magic about immortals. She only knew that her daughter was saved.
Now her daughter is not alone. She is still pregnant. If she is not careful, it may be a tragedy that kills two people. Her son-in-law has just died, and she does not want to see her daughter follow in the same footsteps.
"On behalf of my little daughter, I would like to thank Taoist Priest for saving his life. This kind of kindness will never be forgotten by our Peng family." Peng Songlai immediately woke up and solemnly thanked Mu Yi.
You can't blame him for being too realistic, it's just human nature.
"If you want to thank Mr. Peng, let's thank Mr. Su." Mu Yi smiled faintly, and then looked at the woman on the bed.
The woman looked to be no more than 28 years old. Even though she looked a little embarrassed at the moment, she still couldn't hide her beauty. Although she was not as good as Su Yingying, the difference was not too big. It could even be said that both parties had their own strengths.
At this moment, she looked as if she had had a nightmare and finally woke up.
She first saw her worried mother beside the bed, and then burst into tears.
Seeing this, Mu Yi and Peng Song went outside to wait.
Strictly speaking, the other party was not possessed by evil spirits or invaded by Yin Qi. She was overly frightened and was temporarily addicted to nightmares that she could not extricate herself from.
The exorcism talisman is actually useful whether it is used to deal with the negative energy of ghosts or to stimulate the spirit. Even nightmares can be eliminated. This is the benefit of the exorcism talisman. Fortunately, Mu Yi has now reached the third step of his heart, drawing this kind of talisman.
Talisman is easy to use, so I always have some with me.
Now it is just in use. This thing is very precious in the eyes of outsiders, but in Mu Yi's eyes, it is just a matter of doing something.
Even so, Mu Yi would not use it indiscriminately. After all, things are rare and valuable, and Mu Yi didn't value Peng Songlai's favor very much. If it weren't for Su Chongshan's face, he wouldn't even go down the mountain. He now needs to concentrate on cultivation instead of
To meddle rashly in such a matter.
Although he has not seen the murderer yet, Mu Yi already knows that the other party must also be a practitioner, and his state is not weak. Enemies who are not weak in this state and have cruel methods are the most difficult to deal with.
Mu Yi might even have left if it wasn't for Su Chongshan's sake.
After all, he grew up in the world. He will insist on some things, but he will not make fun of his own life for no reason. Otherwise, others will not appreciate you, and may even laugh at you.
Mu Yi was not born like this. The old wound on his chest still hurts when he thinks about it. It was that experience that made him understand that good things do not necessarily happen to good people.
That was when Mu Yi was ten years old. He saw a beggar who was about to faint from hunger, so he gave his warm steamed buns to the beggar. Unexpectedly, the beggar actually wanted to rob him after eating his steamed buns.
When he resisted, the beggar wanted to kill him.
If the old man hadn't arrived in time, he might have turned into a withered skeleton.
So from then on, Mu Yi would never show kindness for no reason. His heart was not cold, only the outer shell was cold.
After waiting in the living room for a while, Peng Songlai's little daughter came out with her mother. After a while, the other party had obviously carefully groomed herself and even changed her clothes. Although she was dressed in plain white, she still had a flower tied on her head.
The little white flower makes her more charming and charming.
"The widow Peng Mi met the Taoist priest and thanked the Taoist priest for saving his life." Peng Songlai's youngest daughter came to the living room, bowed to Mu Yi Yingying and gave her a great gift. The title she gave her also pointed out her identity at the moment.
At this time, widows usually refer to widows whose husbands have just died.
"That doesn't have to be the case. You just need to answer a few questions for me." Mu Yi went straight to the point.
"Excuse me, Taoist Master." Peng Mi said immediately.
"Is there anything special about your husband?" Mu Yi asked directly.
"What's special? What is the Taoist priest referring to?" Peng Mi looked at Mu Yi with some confusion.
"It means things that are different from ordinary people, such as whether the behavior is weird? Is there any physical illness?" Mu Yi explained.
Hearing Mu Yi's words, Peng Mi's expression changed slightly. Her changes were not hidden from Mu Yi, and they were all seen by Mu Yi. However, he did not rush her, but patiently waited for Peng Mi's answer.
Peng Mi's face looked uncertain for a while, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and showed a bit of determination between her brows.
"To be fair, Taoist Master, the widow's husband was indeed different from ordinary people in some ways during his lifetime." Peng Mi said.
"What's the difference?" Mu Yi asked directly.
"My husband hated the sun when he was alive, especially when it was hot at noon. He almost never appeared under the sun, so he didn't go out much during the day. Even if he went out, he would choose cloudy days or days without the sun." Peng Mi slowly said
narrating.
"Then have you asked him? And have you seen a doctor?" Mu Yi asked.
"The widow did ask her husband, but he said that due to his health since childhood, his skin is relatively sensitive. Apart from not being able to stay in the sun for a long time, it is almost the same as ordinary people. As for the doctor, it is probably because my husband is more repulsive, so he did not invite me."
Peng Mi said, in fact, this problem was nothing to her, but now Mu Yi asked this question urgently, could it be that her husband's murder was related to this?
"Since you got married, has your husband been out and where has he been?" Mu Yi continued to ask. He felt that the truth was not far away. The body cannot be exposed to the sun for a long time and skinned. The two were vaguely connected.
Together.
"I have gone out a few times. Once I accompanied the widow to choose a gift for my father's birthday, and a few times I went out to buy some paper and ink." Peng Mi thought for a while and said.
"Buying paper and ink? Doesn't the Peng family have a dedicated servant responsible for purchasing?" Mu Yi couldn't help but asked strangely.
"Yes, yes, but my husband prefers the paper and ink he chose, saying it is comfortable to use." Peng Mi said.
"Do you know where the store where I can buy paper and ink is?" Mu Yi finally asked.
"I know." Peng Mi nodded directly.
(Because of the new book period, we have to control the pace and keep a minimum of two updates every day, but we will also add more updates based on the rewards. After they are on the shelves, there will be absolutely fierce updates.) (To be continued)
