"Qibao, don't scare your third uncle." Yun Jiyun's kind reminder made Yun Mingkun roll his eyes.

Hey! Why has Xiao Qibao's paranoia become more apparent since he lived with this guy?

…

Coming out of the room, Qibao was jumping up and down, ready to go to Yunbeitian to see him again.

Compared to Yun Mingkun, he is much better.

It was just a little bruise on the flesh, so I forced myself to go back to the yard to recuperate.

"Qibao, how is your third uncle?" As soon as he arrived outside the door, a familiar voice sounded behind Qibao.

"Grandpa?!" Qibao looked at him with confusion.

Hey! It turned out that Old Man Yun, who had been here for a long time, saw the bustle inside them, but he still didn't open the door and go in.

He held a bottle of trauma medicine tightly in his hand and handed it to Qibao. This was something he had treasured for a long time. Only when Yun Tinghao went to the battlefield, he secretly gave him a bottle.

"You can give this to your sixth uncle later and say it was brought by the housekeeper."

Although the old Duke Yun was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, he really cared about his sons.

Since the death of the old lady, he has become both a father and a mother.

Although his sons are all grown up and have families and careers.

But there are always a few special ones that make the old prince particularly troubled.

"Grandpa, why don't you take it yourself?" Qibao asked curiously.

After touching Qibao's little head, Old Duke Yun let out a long sigh.

Although Yun Mingkun is sometimes naughty and not very receptive to discipline.

But the old man, a father, understands that sometimes he is too loyal and that's why he behaves like this.

People say that Yun Mingkun's Mingkun Medicine Hall sells fake medicines.

He used expired branches soaked in water and rotten leaves, pretending to be good wild ginseng or herbal medicine, but he had never heard of him giving such medicine to any poor people, so he still understood his son in his heart.

He is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and is prone to being petty.

But even so, he still refused to admit defeat.

"Qibao, be good, grandpa won't go. Your third uncle was just beaten by me, and he lost his temper and didn't want to see me. I went to the front hall to deal with the matter just now. Grandma Liu, I also want to let you know

I'd better prepare some gifts and send them to her."

"Oh!" Qibao looked at Old Duke Yun obediently, feeling heartbroken.

Such a grandpa really supports everything on his own. She really wants to grow up quickly and help him share some of the pressure.

…

"Hey! I just said that there are many things going on in the Duke of Yun Kingdom. My little disciple, why don't you believe it?" After returning from Yun Beitian, Xiao Qibao told everything that happened today.

Seven ancient times.

Qi Gu shook his head——

After all, this family matter has nothing to do with him, but seeing Qibao's distressed and sad face, as a master, he still felt a little bit guilty.

"How about I find a grandma for you?"

Qibao looked at him with a strange expression.

Qi Gu snapped his fingers, and Fu Chen transformed into a slim, shy woman. However, the white hair on her head looked very similar to that of Fu Chen who had become a spirit.

"No! No! Grandpa and grandma have been in love for nine generations. We can't change it for anyone." Qibao pouted, his eyes full of annoyance.

In fact, when she first came here, she had already shown it to everyone in the house.

Old Duke Yun was supposed to be a happy and healthy old man with a family full of children, but why he lost his wife so early was puzzling to her.

It wasn't until she counted her mother that Qibao had the answer in her heart.

My mother's fate coincided with that of the family, so my mother's appearance changed the fate of the family to some extent.

"Then? How about I open the underground door and go to the underworld to help Xie find Grandma Xie?" Qigu asked tentatively.

Qibao took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a hint of expectation.

Opening the gate of the earth means that a Taoist cultivator wants to go to the underworld to extradite a certain spirit back to the Yang.

Because Mrs. Yun Lao Guogong passed away a long time ago, so even if her body is still alive, there is really no container to carry her.

"Humans have a yang lifespan, and ghosts have a yin lifespan. Master, Qibao calculated it for grandma. Her yin lifespan should be at least... at least three hundred years."

While Qi Bao was talking to Qi Gu, the room suddenly became filled with yin energy.

Ah Wu was floating on the roof, being blown around. Where could such powerful Yin Qi appear? It could blow everything in the house everywhere even in the clear sky and in broad daylight.

"Fat ghost, be careful!"

Qibao shouted, and Ah Wu immediately turned into a belt and tied it around Qi Gu's waist.

Hmm! To say that the largest one in this room is probably impossible to find except Qi Gu.

…………

The night breeze picks up, giving it a light chill.

After arranging all the trivial matters related to the back of the Liu family, Mr. Yun could finally sit in the yard and rest at night.

He looked at the moon above his head and stared at the porcelain in his hand in a daze.

In the afternoon, Xiao Qibao had just helped him deliver the medicine to Yun Mingkun. Yun Mingkun turned around and asked someone to help him deliver the medicine back.

Old Duke Yun was angry and sad, but thinking of his long-lost wife, he could only swallow the tears in his stomach.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

A sweet little voice called Old Duke Yun softly from behind.

He slowly turned around——

After all, the only one who could come to see him at this time was Qibao, a little girl with a soft heart but not much words.

"What's the matter? Are you coming to my grandpa's study to study when you're up late at night?" Old Master Yun picked her up in one step.

Qibao obediently rubbed his beard with her little head and handed him a small bamboo tube.

"You can meet me here."

The old man was confused, but thinking about the little guy's hidden expression, he still took the bamboo tube.

"What is it? Is it the treasure that grandpa wants?" Old Duke Yun joked.

Qibao touched his head, feeling heartbroken.

At this time, Mr. Yun was still unwilling to show the most uncomfortable side of himself to them.

She knew how difficult it was for her grandfather to support all this, so Qibao must help him achieve his dream, even if he tried his best, he would do it.

"Yes! Qibao knows what grandpa wants most than anyone else."

"oh?"

The little guy looked so showy, which really made the old man full of curiosity about what was in the bamboo tube.

Qibao smeared the medicine powder on the eyes of the old man. The moment he opened the bamboo tube, he saw a familiar face, which made the old man burst into tears.

"My lord, thank you for your hard work."


Chapter completed!