In a hidden courtyard behind the Nameless Temple.

In a spacious quiet room,

The Valley of the Wind walked anxiously around the room, time slowly moving forward.

Weaver Niang accompanied him, comforting and persuading from time to time, her heart was actually the same as the Valley of the Wind. She sat down for a moment, stood up for a moment, and now, standing at the window again, her brows furrowed, and muttered to herself:

"This old monk, doing things slowly, a few hours have passed, and it is time to have a letter."

"No! I've got to go check it out"!

The Valley of the Wind turned around and walked out the door.

"Amitabha!"

The pumpkin monk walked in unaware.

"How are Han'er and the other two?"

Weaver Niang greeted and couldn't wait to ask.

"Female donor, don't be impatient, how about letting the old monk drink saliva first?"

The pumpkin monk looked unhurried or impatient, but there was a faint trace of worry between his eyebrows.

The Valley of the Wind hurriedly poured water for him and delivered it to him.

"Don't sell it, that's my son, the only son!"

"So what?"

The pumpkin monk glanced at the weaver girl and muttered in a low voice:

"It's not that it can't be regenerated"!

Hurry up and bow your head and drink tea.

The weaver slapped her face and gritted her teeth with hatred. also scolded in a low voice:

"You old bald donkey, six unclean!"

Drinking tea, blowing hot air, he sighed again and again:

"It's terrible, these are your son and daughter-in-law, they are clearly a pair of "unknown objects"!

"Fart! What is an unidentified object?

The Valley of the Wind snatched the old monk's teacup and placed it on the table, and the teacup "clanged".

The old monk jumped up,

"Eight hundred years of skill, eight hundred years of cultivation! I can't resist the essence in that kid's body, my God! The old monk really hasn't seen it yet,"

He pointed to the Valley of the Wind, and nodded to the weaver,

sat on the chair again, reached out and grabbed the teacup and drank it all, and then spit it out suddenly, scolding the Valley of the Wind angrily:

"If you want to burn the old monk to death, can't you?"

Seeing that he was verbose, Weaver Niang patiently asked again:

"What is Han'er's situation, you just say it?"

These two people are a pair of "alien creatures", which is different from us, with their own "medical institutions" in their bodies, and they forced the ancient strange poison out of the liver and gallbladder blood veins and coagulated into lumps. “

The pumpkin monk took the case, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

The Valley of the Wind and the Weaver Niang face each other. I was nervous and wanted to ask, but I didn't dare, for fear that the bad news would come. The two could not accept it.

Zhiniang couldn't bear it, so she asked timidly:

"Is it in the way?"

"Nonsense!"

The Valley of the Wind also took the case, and some of the broken jars made up their minds:

"Tell me, can you save it? Give it a good time,"

Only then did the old monk lament and come to a conclusion:

"Less than the two of them, this poisonous stone has been trapped in the bladders of the two, which is what we often call "urine bubbles". Although there was no major problem for a while, it restricted the operation of their true qi, and the essence qi of the empty body was difficult to volatilize to the extreme. Moreover, from time to time, there will be sudden severe pain, which is very painful.

What's even worse is that this poison stone is like a "time bomb", inadvertently, the toxin spreads, and the consequences are unimaginable---"

After the pumpkin monk finished speaking, his face was worried and uneasy.

"Is there no way to take out the poison stone?"

Weaver Niang asked the old monk with little hope.

The old monk shook his head and sighed:

"Maybe it will be possible in the future, but nothing can be done now,"

He told the two with an infinitely heavy heart:

"There is also an unacceptable consequence for you, that is, the two of them can no longer marry anyone, and once they touch the affairs of men and women, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This conclusion may not be very scientific, maybe miracles will happen, perhaps, the two of them are different from ordinary people,

Perhaps, one day, this poisonous stone will disappear without a trace due to their strange internal force.

But one thing is for sure,

Because of the existence of this poisonous stone, they can only be ordinary people,

The Valley of the Wind was silent for a long time, and then laughed:

"If you are an old monk, there will always be a time when you are not right. My son, he will get through this calamity and will be fine."

said this on his lips, but he was full of guilt in his heart, Han'er damn it, the Valley of the Wind is sorry for you, and I didn't give you a good son. “

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When Feng Han woke up, the first thing he saw was Hongyun lying at the head of his bed, sleeping soundly. A warm feeling welled up in my heart,

He thought, it's good to have such a sister. I'm afraid that in this world, there is no second sister who cares so much and loves him so much.

Thinking like this, I can't help but feel a little sorry and uneasy.

At this time, the Valley of the Wind and Weaver Niang pushed the door in. Only then did Hongyun wake up.

Weaver Niang looked at Hongyun and was stunned.

"Yun'er, you haven't slept all night?"

"How can it? The autumn was cool and solemn at night, and I was afraid that my brother would catch a cold, so I fell asleep unconsciously."

Hongyun had some unnatural explanations, and hurriedly found a stool for the two to sit on.

Wind chill turned over and got out of bed,

"Don't be like this!"

When Weaver Niang saw that the wind was cold, she was surprised and worried.

"Dad, auntie, so you live here?"

Feng Han patted his chest, kept looking at the two of them left and right, and smiled unnaturally,

"Son, what can be the matter? It's sturdy. ”

Hongyun covered his mouth and smiled, reaching out and twisting it on Feng Han's back.

"Sister, what are you screwing me for?"

Feng Han bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, and turned back to complain about the red cloud.

Zhiniang saw it in her eyes, knew Hongyun's thoughts, and thought, this girl must have called my aunt too smooth because of the wind and cold

Or maybe it's because I think I'm the same age as theirs. And make fun of the wind chill.

It seems that Han'er doesn't have any prejudices against me, but this girl is scheming, so she said:

"Yun'er, how old is this year?"

"Nineteen,"

Do you know how old your Weaver Aunt is this year? ”

"Aunt Zhiniang is young and beautiful, she shouldn't be a few years old with Hongyun"

Red Cloud guessed and replied.

"No, I'm at least a thousand years older than your Uncle Feng! Your Uncle Feng thinks I'm old! ”

"Nonsense!"

The Valley of the Wind scolded with a smile and walked over to check on his son's injuries, a wave of surprise on his face.

"This old pumpkin is really a miracle doctor, the wound scabbed over so quickly, does it still hurt? Son? “

Feng Han shook his head and looked at his father.

"Dad, you're thin and old! You and your aunt have suffered a lot, haven't we? “

The Valley of the Wind patted him on the shoulder and sighed:

"I'm sorry, son, Dad didn't give you a good look at your mother, you don't blame Daddy, right?"

"Why not blame? There is even some hatred,"

Feng Han looked at the Valley of the Wind lightly and said lightly. Then he turned his eyes to Weaver Niang.

"And you, I really thought my dad was hooked on the vixen, almost -----"

Feng Han deliberately didn't say anything, his eyes sparkled, and his face was cold.

The Valley of the Wind and the Weaver Lady looked at each other. The state of mind that was relieved just now immediately became cloudy.

Valley of the Wind asked, "Silly boy, what do you know?" Have you ever seen a vixen? You say, what almost happened to you"? ”、

Feng Han clenched his fists and put on a posture of avenging his mother,

"What's the matter, do you still need to ask?"

Hongyun saw that Feng Han's attitude towards the two of them had changed sharply, and he persuaded him worriedly:

"Han'er, don't mess around, if it weren't for Aunt Zhiniang who saved her uncle, how could there be today?"

"It's not certain who saves whom, but my mother told me when she was alive that someone has a thunderous nickname in the rivers and lakes. What's it called? ”

Feng Han looked at his father.

The Valley of the Wind looked at his son, blinked, and asked:

"What did your mother tell you?"

"If someone dances with a knife and sticks to his son, he resolutely does not say it.

Wind chill opened up the stance, ready to retreat at any time.

The Valley of the Wind then rolled up his sleeves and warned Feng Han: "Good boy, dare to be bad with your father, see that I don't beat you," he said, and he wanted to do it.

Weaving grabbed the hand of the Valley of the Wind and comforted him softly: "Okay, Han'er has just recovered from a serious illness and has not recovered yet, so don't force him so much,

persuaded Feng Han again: "Han'er, just tell your father, you see that your father is in a hurry"

Feng Han looked at the Valley of the Wind, so he approached Zhiniang's ears and told her in a low voice, "My mother said, my father, the people in the rivers and lakes call the "hero saves the beauty" professional household. You can be careful, "That's how my mother was gotten by my father."

Then he smiled, took Hongyun's hand, and greeted the Valley of the Wind:

"Dad, I have already told my aunt what my mother said, you two have nothing to think about slowly! My sister and I went to see Shetana!"

"Shetana is here"!

Shetana answered and stooped through the door. The head was still touched by the door frame. She covered her head, and when she saw the Valley of the Wind and the Weaver Niang, she said:

"I've seen my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and my daughter-in-law Shetana is so polite!"

Shetana said as she hurried to greet the two of them.

Weaver Niang hurriedly took out the money purse from her pocket, sealed the gift for Xuetana, and carried the Valley of the Wind with her elbow:

"Hurry up, the daughter-in-law meets for the first time, "opening fee"!

The Valley of the Wind hurriedly fumbled for his pocket, which seemed to be empty, and hurriedly accompanied the smiling face to deal with Shetana"

"Nier, does your father approve of this family business?"

After speaking, he glared at Feng Han fiercely and pointed at him again. Meaning, "Good boy, there is really yours, cut first and then play,"

Cher replied, "My father and mother are dead, and Shetana loves Feng Han very much, and we are in love, so I decided to marry him and be his daughter-in-law."

Hongyun saw that Xuetana was learning the customs of the Han people, visiting her in-laws, and learning decently, she thought that Feng Han intended to teach her, and she had already recognized Xuetana in her heart, and she didn't feel cold in her heart, and she felt a little lost, but her face was smiling and bright.

asked Feng Han: "Han'er, which one is Shetana singing?" How did I not know? ”

Feng Han's face gradually revealed a thick sadness.

"Sister, this journey, it was Xuetana who accompanied me through the bloody storm, if there was no Xuetana, your brother would have been buried in the sea of snow, without him, Feng Han would have been killed by the demonic beasts such as hatred I don't know how many times."

"Sister, I think about it, I must marry Cetana, I can't be sorry for her, no matter which way you look at it, Cetana deserves to be my wife,"