"Okay! Remember what you said today..."

Wang Yong paused for a moment, suddenly shook his head and turned into a terrible demon. He bit Shui Miao's neck hard...

Suddenly, the pain was so great that Shui Miao's body was shocked and he suddenly opened his eyes!

"Um?"

"What's going on?"

When Shui Miao opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the bed. She touched her neck and felt some blood, as well as the body of a mosquito...

"What's the situation? Are those just dreams?" Shui Miao sat up in disbelief, recalling that he did not turn off the lights when he was sleeping, and the door was covered with insurance. It's now closed properly. How could there be any female ghost Shen Hui?

Is it a dream in a dream?

Shui Miao opened the door with some concern and gently pushed open the door of the next room. The lights in the room were on. At this time, Wang Yong was sleeping soundly, and his grandfather was practicing qi. Everything was normal! Shui Miao remembered that his grandfather was hit on the wall by Wang Yong, so that all the antique shelves in the room were in a mess, but now the room was neatly arranged and there was no sign of any fighting.

"It seems that I'm too tired and thinking too much." Shui Miao shook his head and gently closed the door of Wang Yong's room. When he was about to go back to the room to sleep... he suddenly heard a "bang" downstairs, as if the door was being closed with force!

This villa was lived alone by Wang Yong, and there was no one else.

There were no cats and dogs in the villa, and the door suddenly made a sound. There were only two possibilities: one was that the front door was not closed properly and the wind was blowing. The other was that a thief came in the villa, and the thief accidentally closed the door. But if you think about it carefully, Shui Miao felt that the second possibility was not realistic. There was no such stupid thief who made such a loud noise. Isn’t this asking for death? For safety reasons, Shui Miao hurriedly tiptoed into the room and could see the door from the window of the room. If a thief came, the door must be open, because the wall was very high and there were many glass fragments inserted on the wall, so the thief couldn’t get up at all.

The door was closed tightly, and the outside was quiet and there was nothing unusual.

Shui Miao grabbed an ashtray, turned on the lights in the stairs, and walked down carefully. After going down, he saw that the door of the main building was open. Shui Miao did not dare to be careless, so he quickly touched the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife and grabbed it in his hand. He carefully searched every corner, but he didn't find anyone... The door was open, and there was no wind in the yard, which made Shui Miao very strange. Where did the sound come from?

Shui Miao even suspected that he was still dreaming and pinched his thigh, which hurt very much.

With doubts, Shui Miao returned to the upper floor.

I tossed and turned in the room for a long time but didn't fall asleep. Today's dream was so strange that Shui Miao was a little afraid to sleep anymore.

It was finally time to wait until after four o'clock in the morning that Shui Miao fell asleep.

But who knew that Shui Miao was just asleep and was woken up by his grandfather. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was not bright yet! And grandfather sat gently beside the bed with his chest protecting his hands, his face full of pain...

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Shui Miao quickly rubbed his eyes. He was not sleeping enough and his eyes were so hot that he felt so hot.

Xiong Ying shook her head and said softly: "Maybe the Yin Spirit is too heavy, and I can't stand this old bone..."

As he spoke, Xiong Ying slowly lay on the bed.

Seeing that grandpa was like this, Shui Miao hurriedly helped grandpa lie down and covered his quilt with him: "Grandpa, what should I do? Should I go to the hospital?"

"No need..." Xiong Ying waved his hand gently and sneered, "I am tangled with the yin spirit, how can the hospital be cured? But you don't have to worry, it will be cured tomorrow morning. But today I can't go to Sun Jijun's house to see the feng shui. You go and help me push it, which means I will definitely go at noon tomorrow. Also, I want to regulate the yin spirit in my body in this room today. It's nothing big. Don't let someone come in my room, and I don't need to eat."

After saying this, Xiong Ying waved to Shui Miao and signaled that he could go out.

Shui Miao blinked, but there was nothing to say, so she had to wear clothes and leave.

As soon as Shui Miao left the room, he heard Wang Yong yawning sounds in the next room. The door was not closed. Shui Miao leaned his head in: "Uncle, are you okay?"

Wang Yong was sitting on the bed. Because of the evil spirit, his wine had already woken up, but he felt cold all over. Seeing Shui Miao, he waved his hand quickly: "It's okay, you go out and wait for me first, I'll change my clothes and come out immediately."

"oh……"

Seeing that Wang Yong was fine, Shui Miao was very puzzled, how could this happen? Grandpa is a person who has cultivated the yin and yang and the five elements of the qi. He was suffering from the yin spirit, but Wang Yong didn't seem to have much problem. Why is this?

Shui Miao didn't walk far away, but just waited at the entrance of the stairs.

Wang Yong quickly got up. He first closed the door, and then quickly checked the valuable things in the room, as well as the safe, and the safe key on his neck. Seeing that everything was normal, Wang Yong breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed his clothes and went out. With a "click", Wang Yong opened the door. Shui Miao turned around and said in a low voice: "Uncle, my master is a little uncomfortable. He can't go to Sun Jijun's house to see Feng Shui today. He said he wanted to take a day off, and it would be fine tomorrow. It will be noon tomorrow."

"The master is sick?"

A surprised expression suddenly appeared on Wang Yong's face. He quickly opened the door next door and saw Xiong Ying sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating. At this time, Xiong Ying had not yet entered the state. When he heard Wang Yong's voice, he opened his eyes: "Hey! Old man, it's useless..."

"What's going on, Master?"

Wang Yong sat next to Xiong Ying, touched her hands, and suddenly screamed in surprise: "Why is it so cold?"

Wang Yong naturally would not have thought that Xiong Ying would breathe a lot of Yin spirit energy.

"Isn't it because of my little apprentice Shui Miao?" Xiong Ying glanced at Shui Miao and shook her head depressedly, "This kid snores when he sleeps like a pig. There is no way, I will go to your room to meditate and rest. Who knows, it's only half the night that I almost froze me to death."

At this point, Xiong Ying had no choice but to say so, otherwise she would be exposed.

Shui Miao was stunned. Unexpectedly, his grandfather's ability to adapt was quite fast. If Wang Yong asked him, he really didn't know what to say.

Hearing this, Wang Yong suddenly realized it. He slapped his thigh and said, "Oh! It's all for wine, so you must not drink it like this in the future. But Master, don't worry, I'll cook the medicine for you later. I have a prescription for treating this disease."

"Brother, don't rush to decoct medicine first. Tell me what the disease is?" Xiong Ying pretended to be nervous and pulled Wang Yong's arm and refused to let go.

Wang Yong paused, a little embarrassed and inconvenient to say, but considering that things have come to this point, it would not be possible to say it, so he made up a story and fooled him: "That's right, I was a strange disease that was afraid of heat when I was young, and I liked coldness. In order to cure this disease, my parents found me something that was the most yin and evil. This thing can emit yin and cold energy, which is not harmful to me at all, but for normal people, it is very dangerous. I put that thing under the bed. You don't know the situation and I am drunk again, so this happens. But Master, you really don't have to worry. I know a prescription, and there is one at home. You can rest for a while, and I will go to decoct the medicine now."

“…”

Xiong Ying let go of her hand in a daze, but she felt relieved and finally hid it.

Wang Yong quickly went downstairs. He didn't want Shui Miao to see the prescription, so he gave Shui Miao a hundred yuan to buy breakfast. After Shui Miao left, he immediately took down the ancient vase with dry mud on the surface and poured out a black cloth ball from it. Wang Yong ran into the kitchen with the cloth ball. Unlocked the cloth wrapped outside the cloth ball and saw an oval iron box. The surface of the iron box was as bumpy as a toad skin. Wang Yong pressed the box on the box and opened it and saw a fiery red stone-shaped thing. Wang Yong quickly took a knife and scraped it off the stone-shaped thing, scraped off some red powder and put it in the pot, then mixed it with water, and then started to fire and cook it.

After doing this, Wang Yong quickly put the fiery red stone-shaped things into the box, wrapped them in a cloth and put them in an ancient vase.

Looking back, Wang Yong found some herbs and put them in the pot, boiled a large bowl of dark red medicine and prepared to take it upstairs...

"I'm back!" It happened that Shui Miao was also back at this time. He was carrying a convenient bag in his hand, and there were ten sesame cakes in the bag. Seeing Wang Yong going upstairs with medicine, Shui Miao said casually: "Uncle, have you cooked porridge? If not, I'll go to make porridge."

"Okay! You can watch it yourself." Wang Yong had no time to pay attention to Shui Miao. Besides, a 20-year-old man would definitely be able to cook porridge or something.

When Shui Miao came to the kitchen, she smelled a dry and spicy smell. After looking at the pot, she found that the pot was red and the same color as blood...

"Huh? Uncle Wang Yong is what medicine he has boiled for my grandfather? Why is this color not blood, right?"

Shui Miao approached and sniffed it again, and licked it with his tongue, but found that it was not spicy at all. His tongue was warm and comfortable.

"It's weird, what kind of medicine is this? No, I have to go upstairs and take a look."

The strong curiosity drove Shui Miao to put down the pot and ran upstairs. When he entered the room, his grandfather was drinking with a bowl of medicine.

After drinking the medicine, my grandfather's eyes turned around and said nothing, and he quickly started meditating!

Seeing Xiong Ying practicing Qi, Wang Yong smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "Don't worry, this is my ancestral prescription. For ordinary rheumatoid arthritis, just take a few sips to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease."

Wang Yong picked up the medicine bowl and left the room.

Seeing that his grandfather started practicing qi, Shui Miao followed Wang Yong downstairs: "Uncle, what medicine is this? Is it really that amazing? A friend of mine has a very serious rheumatism. Can you give me some too?"

"That's it! OK! I'll give you some in the future." Wang Yong responded with great pleasure.

"Really! Thank you very much uncle!"

Shui Miao was immediately delighted. If it was really as good as Wang Yong said, and he would take the medicine back to Zhonghai and find a rich man with rheumatism, he would not make a big profit!

Shui Miao was happy, but in the room upstairs, Xiong Ying, who was meditating, suddenly opened her eyes...

"What's going on? What kind of medicine is this?"

Xiong Ying's face was extremely shocked and panic!

"Uncle, I'll go see grandpa first." Hearing grandpa's voice, Shui Miao stopped quickly, turned around and ran upstairs, and an idea came to his mind. There would be no problem with the medicine, right? "Okay! Remember what you said today..."

Wang Yong paused for a moment, suddenly shook his head and turned into a terrible demon. He bit Shui Miao's neck hard...

Suddenly, the pain was so great that Shui Miao's body was shocked and he suddenly opened his eyes!

"Um?"

"What's going on?"

When Shui Miao opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the bed. She touched her neck and felt some blood, as well as the body of a mosquito...

"What's the situation? Are those just dreams?" Shui Miao sat up in disbelief, recalling that he did not turn off the lights when he was sleeping, and the door was covered with insurance. It's now closed properly. How could there be any female ghost Shen Hui?

Is it a dream in a dream?

Shui Miao opened the door with some concern and gently pushed open the door of the next room. The lights in the room were on. At this time, Wang Yong was sleeping soundly, and his grandfather was practicing qi. Everything was normal! Shui Miao remembered that his grandfather was hit on the wall by Wang Yong, so that all the antique shelves in the room were in a mess, but now the room was neatly arranged and there was no sign of any fighting.

"It seems that I'm too tired and thinking too much." Shui Miao shook his head and gently closed the door of Wang Yong's room. When he was about to go back to the room to sleep... he suddenly heard a "bang" downstairs, as if the door was being closed with force!

This villa was lived alone by Wang Yong, and there was no one else.

There were no cats and dogs in the villa, and the door suddenly made a sound. There were only two possibilities: one was that the front door was not closed properly and the wind was blowing. The other was that a thief came in the villa, and the thief accidentally closed the door. But if you think about it carefully, Shui Miao felt that the second possibility was not realistic. There was no such stupid thief who made such a loud noise. Isn’t this asking for death? For safety reasons, Shui Miao hurriedly tiptoed into the room and could see the door from the window of the room. If a thief came, the door must be open, because the wall was very high and there were many glass fragments inserted on the wall, so the thief couldn’t get up at all.

The door was closed tightly, and the outside was quiet and there was nothing unusual.

Shui Miao grabbed an ashtray, turned on the lights in the stairs, and walked down carefully. After going down, he saw that the door of the main building was open. Shui Miao did not dare to be careless, so he quickly touched the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife and grabbed it in his hand. He carefully searched every corner, but he didn't find anyone... The door was open, and there was no wind in the yard, which made Shui Miao very strange. Where did the sound come from?

Shui Miao even suspected that he was still dreaming and pinched his thigh, which hurt very much.

With doubts, Shui Miao returned to the upper floor.

I tossed and turned in the room for a long time but didn't fall asleep. Today's dream was so strange that Shui Miao was a little afraid to sleep anymore.

It was finally time to wait until after four o'clock in the morning that Shui Miao fell asleep.

But who knew that Shui Miao was just asleep and was woken up by his grandfather. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was not bright yet! And grandfather sat gently beside the bed with his chest protecting his hands, his face full of pain...

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Shui Miao quickly rubbed his eyes. He was not sleeping enough and his eyes were so hot that he felt so hot.

Xiong Ying shook her head and said softly: "Maybe the Yin Spirit is too heavy, and I can't stand this old bone..."

As he spoke, Xiong Ying slowly lay on the bed.

Seeing that grandpa was like this, Shui Miao hurriedly helped grandpa lie down and covered his quilt with him: "Grandpa, what should I do? Should I go to the hospital?"
To be continued...