Suzhou Mengchang

Early the next morning, after being notified by Namen Ding last night, the master and wife of the Murong Mansion prepared a light meal for the morning and waited for Mo Yizhi outside the guest room.

Zixun developed a high fever several times during the night, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were tightly closed, his teeth were clenched, and he seemed to be asleep.When Mo Yizhi entered this private courtyard, he found that there was another room with a strong smell of medicine. It turned out that the second son of Murong had been seeking medical advice all year round.

Mo Yizhi took a few herbs that were suitable for the disease, boiled it up and swallowed it for Zixun, and held Zixun's hand without sleep all night.As daylight approached, Zixun's fever gradually subsided and he slept soundly.

Murong Manor's master Murong Bai and his wife Fang Yinshu waited outside the door for two or three hours, then Mrs. Murong knocked on the door and asked inside, "Doctor, are you awake?"

"En." Mo Yizhi replied.

"Is it convenient to see you?"

"Please come in."

Murong Bai and his wife opened the door one after the other and came in, Murong Bai saw a man in black sitting beside the bed.Even though they met for the first time, they believed that this man would be able to cure their youngest son, Hen'er.Because the man in front of him seemed to have a sense of immortality, although he did not smile or speak to hide his sharpness, but he also had a sense of warmth.

Murong Bai asked: "What's your address, Doctor?"

"My surname is Mo."

Mrs. Murong saw the man in black holding a person lying on the bed, and then looked at the person on the bed, with red lips and eyebrows, if he was awake, he would be so alluring.But he also felt that the man looked tired even though he seemed to be asleep, coupled with the smell of medicine in the room, he knew something.

"Doctor Mo, I'm sorry, but the girl on your bed is sick?" Mrs. Murong asked.

"Thank you both for taking care of at the Murong Mansion." Mo Yizhi thanked you directly, leaving no room for Jiao'e to recuperate here for a long time.Or, Jiao'e is used to living here, so she simply lives for the rest of her life.

"Doctor Mo is polite, but the child's illness can't be delayed any longer, the doctor needs to treat it as soon as possible." Murong Bai spoke earnestly, feeling very sorry for his youngest son who is lingering on the sick bed.Mrs. Murong echoed from the side.

It was then that Mo Yizhi remembered what the doorman said last night, since he wanted to live here for a long time, he might as well take a look, if he saved the second son, Jiao'e would live more comfortably in this house.

It's just that Jiao'e still held his hand tightly, Mo Yizhi really didn't want to part with it.

"When Jiao'e wakes up, I'll go see Second Young Master Murong."

Mrs. Murong understood immediately, looked at the person on the bed and said: "Okay, okay, there are servants waiting outside the door, if there is anything Doctor Mo needs to tell, we will wait for Miss Jiao'e to wake up."

Mo Yizhi nodded, and Murong Bai and his wife left.

At noon the next day, Zixun woke up.Mo Yizhi ordered his servants to bring the porridge, and he coaxed Zixun to drink it spoonful by spoonful. After Zixun fell asleep again, he asked his servants to lead the way to see the second young master.

Murong Bai and his wife couldn't wait in their youngest son's room for a long time. They paced up and down looking out, and they were filled with joy when they saw Doctor Mo coming.

Mo Yizhi looked at the young man on the bed, he looked handsome, because he had been bedridden for many years, he didn't have the vigor of a young man, his lips were pale, and his skin was also bloodless and pale.Everything was normal, the only strange thing was the dozen or so red moles on the young man's neck.

"When did Second Young Master get sick? Do you know the cause?"

"My family, Hen'er, has been naughty since he was a child. He often sneaked away to play in the deep mountains by himself. In the early summer five years ago, we couldn't find him everywhere. Later, a man who gathered firewood came back with him on his back, saying that he had seen him pass out in the mountains. Hen'er recuperated at home for half a month and was alive and kicking again, but he didn't know that in the spring of the following year, he fell ill." Mrs. Murong was about to cry, and continued: "We have invited several Taoist priests, and they all said that Hen'er was haunted by the monsters in the mountains. I tried many methods but it didn't work, and gradually, many red moles appeared on He'er's neck." At this point, Mrs. Murong wiped her tears with Juanzi.

Murong Bai went on to say: "Hen'er is bedridden, unconscious every day, often shouting words like 'big snake'. Doctor Mo, you must save us, Hen'er!"

After hearing this, Mo Yizhi lifted the second young master's sleeves, and there were also two red moles on his wrists, Mo Yizhi knew it in his heart.

"Within half a month, Second Young Master will be healthy."

Surprised and delighted, Murong Bai and his wife thanked Mo Yizhi with tears in their eyes.He asked again, "What else does Doctor Mo need?"

"Some clean and tidy clothes. Softer colors, he likes that."

"Doctor Mo prepared it for Miss Jiao'e?"

"En. Also, it seems convenient for me to ask the second son to live in my other courtyard."

"Okay, okay, I'll send someone to prepare, including Dr. Laumer."

As night fell, Zixun lay on the bed still half asleep, his wounds had been treated, and the healing time would probably take a year and a half.Mo Yizhi recalled that he had taken the spirit-returning pill, so there should be some remnants of the medicinal power of the white nettle in his blood, maybe he would feed Zixun to drink some of his own blood to heal faster.It's just that the flesh and blood wounds will heal slowly, and I'm afraid it's caused by inner demons and haunted by nightmares.

Second Young Master Murong slept in the room next door tonight, at midnight, there was a sound coming from the next door, an extremely faint sound of Xixishasha.

Mo Yi thought to himself: Here we are.

Pushing open the door of the Second Young Master's room, under the bright moonlight, Mo Yizhi saw a four to five meter long python baring its fangs and biting the neck of the person on the bed.The pattern on the giant python's body is black and silver, it is a snake with a lot of practice.Hearing the strange movement behind him, the giant python rushed over in an instant, opened its mouth, it was very frightening.Mo Yi's voice was the same, he took two steps forward and slapped the snake seven inches away.

Mo Yizhi was originally Mu Xi, and Lin Xianyu had an extraordinary spirituality. If he had fought disillusionment on the coffin platform that day, he would have lost. He had to endure seven or seven 49 lashes.By the time of No. 40 Jiubian that day, he had already lost most of his spiritual power, like a disabled person.Later, after consuming the soul-returning pill, which awakened the previous spiritual power, plus the 5-year nourishment of the world by the white nettle grass, if calculated, Mo Yizhi does not have many comparable opponents in the six realms.Therefore, the current palm hit the snake's seven inches, even though it only used [-]% of its power, it was enough for the giant python to obey.

He doesn't like to fight by nature, and he has never killed anything except the general of Tianmen and Tu Qiping, the subordinate of Huaishan.Mo Yizhi's slap was just a punishment, and the snake would be fine after raising it for half a year, and it didn't hurt the root.With one palm down, the giant python lay on the ground, quietly, not daring to move.

"Can you still transform into a human form?" Mo Yizhi asked looking at the snake on the ground.

The four- to five-meter-long giant python slowly turned into a teenager, dressed in black, with silver light around it.The boy looked very mischievous, frowning, it seemed that the palm hurt a little.

"Brother, thank you for your mercy."

It's a good brother, but it's kind of close to calling.

Mo Yizhi ignored what he said, lit a candle, walked to the bedside and checked the second young master's neck, it was not injured yet.The dozen or so red moles were still clearly visible.

"How many times did you bite him?"

"Six times on the neck and once on the wrist."

Mo Yizhi looked again, there were twelve red moles on his neck and two red moles on his wrists, his answer was true.

The giant python approached Mo Yizhi, stared at Mo Yizhi motionlessly, and said, "Brother, my name is Qingniao, and I practice in Wugui Mountain. Brother, this child..." Qingniao pointed to the bed that looked like him. The second young master who was about the same age said: "His name is Murong Wuhen, I actually know him, and he also knows me."

Mo Yizhi thought: blue bird.If Zixun were here, he would have teased and said, it's very strange that a snake should be named after a bird.

Qingniao looked at Mo Yizhi with a slight smile on his mouth, he was much gentler than before, and felt that Mo Yizhi was pretty, so he was infatuated by it.

"How long will it take you to cure him?" Mo Yizhi turned his head and saw Qingniao's infatuated eyes, almost crying.

"How long will it take you to cure him?" Mo Yi's voice became serious.

"Oh." Qingniao wiped the halazi that flowed out and said stupidly: "It's like this, at least three months."

"I'll give you seven days."

"At least one and a half months."

"Ten days."

"Half a month can't be less."

"it is good."

"..."

A quick battle, the second son Murong's illness is the person who needs to tie the bell to untie it.

Mo Yizhi was going out to take care of Zixun, Qingniao asked: "Don't you ask me the cause and effect of this matter?"

"Things happen for a reason, nothing more than greed and foolishness."

"Then why did I come to harm him in the spring of the second year after half a year five years ago?"

"Your nature is not bad, if you really have the heart, I'm afraid he would have died already."

Mo Yizhi remembers seeing it in Wuya Mountain. The book "Wugui Mountain Biography" records: Wugui Mountain practiced snakes, there are witch seekers, and they bite people and leave red moles.Snakes bite people's wrists to suck blood and make people unconscious for several days.Biting someone's neck is a practice, and the person is half dead.Biting people's hearts and blood, greatly increasing their cultivation, and killing people.Mo Yi first saw the red mole on the neck of Second Young Master Murong, and then found the red mole on his wrist, so he knew the cause and effect.He still has one breath, and the snake didn't kill him, so he can still be saved.

Things happen for a reason, nothing more than greed and idiocy.There is a limit to greed and ignorance, but it can still be saved.

"Brother, in fact five years ago in Wugui Mountain, Murong Wuhen saw that I was seriously injured deep in the mountain, and kindly saved me. It was I who avenged my kindness, greedy for my cultivation, and practiced sorcery." Qingniao lowered her brows, guiltily, and said: "There are so many monsters practicing in Mount Wugui, I really, really can't handle it."

"A good bird knows how to choose a tree to live in." Mo Yizhi paused and continued: "You cure him, and go to Yunqiu Mountain to practice. If there is a woman who stops you, you tell her that Wu Ya is lost. She doesn't have to hold on anymore."

"Thank you brother." Yuehua was quiet, and the blue bird knelt down behind Mo Yi.

The author has something to say:

Qingniao is a nympho, hey, stop the drool.