Old Master Xu looked at Xu Zhizhou and said, "Your parents never treated you as an outsider. They raised you as their son. You are also very hardworking. You have been very good at reading and writing since you were young. You can study and become an official without your parents having to worry about you.
The Xu family is what it is today, all thanks to you. My parents can enjoy happiness together, all thanks to you too."
Being praised in front of so many people, Xu Zhizhou looked a little uncomfortable: "Dad! This is because you have raised me well."
Huo Zhenyao stood up and bowed to Old Master Xu: "Thank you, Brother Xu, for saving this child's life."
Old Master Xu stood up and returned the greeting: "You're welcome. Defu is my son, so I naturally love him wholeheartedly. He is very hardworking and makes me proud. I'm very glad to have picked him up."
"Don't worry, Brother Xu! He will still be the prefect of Raozhou in the future. As the son of the Xu family, I will be satisfied as long as I know where the child is and whether he is living well." Huo Zhenyao's face was filled with a happy smile. His eldest son was really found.
The recognition ceremony was very pleasant and no one cried, mainly because Xu Zhizhou would not follow Huo Zhenyao, and the old couple of the Xu family felt relieved.
Naituanzi watched Xu Zhizhou bringing all the family members, big and small, to meet Huo Zhenyao, who was grinning from ear to ear.
Everyone sat together and had a reunion dinner. Not long after the meal, Xu Zhizhou suddenly coughed a few times with a painful look on his face, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then his face turned pale, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
Mrs. Xu and Old Mrs. Xu were both terrified and cried while hugging the person.
Grandma Wuxu walked over, took out the exorcism talisman from her arms, and stuck it on Xu Zhizhou's chest with a "snap".
He took out three very short incense sticks from his bosom, lit them, and placed them under Xu Zhizhou's nostrils, shaking them back and forth.
[Xu Zhizhou was too upright and was easily harmed. After the Hasa man was killed, his sister came to collect his body and took the opportunity to put a curse on Xu Zhizhou.
Poor Xu Zhizhou was so stupid that he didn't know anything and thought he was sick. Grandma Wuxu's soul-calling incense can even draw out the souls of demons and ghosts. I wonder if it can draw out that little poisonous insect. If not, I will take action. 】
The old Duke wanted to say: "Hurry up and do it!" Your Grandpa Huo was so scared that he was at a loss.
Li Sizu was thinking about the Hasha tribe. He remembered that the virtuous concubine in the palace who could spit out centipedes was from the Nanyun Hasha tribe. Could they be from the same tribe?
He remembered that he had seen on the map of Nanyun Kingdom that the Hasha tribe lived in a remote mountainous area and was a relatively small tribe.
Led by the chieftain Hamezhang, he is good at making poisons and other poisons. All the poisons that Prince Duan used to have were bought from him.
In order to confuse her father, she also sent Hamerzhan's daughter to the palace and made her a virtuous concubine. Fortunately, there was Xiaoxiao, otherwise my father would have died in the hands of the virtuous concubine instead of the empress dowager.
Who would have thought that she actually had a poisonous centipede hidden in her mouth? Her lover was even more powerful and could summon poisonous snakes. If the emperor was not careful, he would definitely be killed by the two of them.
The people of the Hasha tribe are very vicious and scary. From now on, Sister Xiaoxiao should stay away from them. It would be terrible if they were ambushed.
Unexpectedly, his wild imagination actually came true.
At this moment, Granny Wuxu, dressed in a plain robe, held three incense sticks with smoke rising up, emitting a strange and tempting fragrance, and moved them under Xu Zhizhou's nose.
This is the legendary soul-guiding incense.
Xu Zhizhou lay on the bed with a pale face and a furrowed brow, as if he was being tortured by invisible pain.
His breathing was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. It was obvious that the poisonous insect hidden in his body was stirring.
Granny Wuxu looked at Xu Zhizhou with gentle and deep eyes, and whispered softly: "Master Zhizhou, don't be afraid, I will get rid of this evil thing for you."
After saying this, Grandma Wuxu closed her eyes and concentrated, muttering something. It was an ancient and mysterious spell that seemed to be able to communicate between heaven and earth and summon the power of the underworld.
As the spell echoed, the smell of the cigarette in her hand became stronger and stronger, turning into thin threads that slowly wrapped around Xu Zhizhou's body, forming a light smoke barrier.
Suddenly, Xu Zhizhou's body trembled violently, his face became paler, and veins on his forehead bulged, as if something was struggling violently inside him.
Upon seeing this, Grandma Wuxu's eyes narrowed, she quickly formed seals with her hands, and the incantation she chanted became more rapid and powerful.
At this moment, a strange lump suddenly appeared on Xu Zhizhou's chest, and something seemed to be wriggling under his skin.
As Grandma Wuxu's spell reached its climax, the bag suddenly burst, and a pitch-black, distorted poisonous insect, accompanied by a foul smell, struggled out of the wound and soared into the sky.
The poisonous insect circled in the air for a few times, as if trying to find a place to return to, but it was ultimately unable to resist the effect of the soul-guiding incense and slowly flew towards Grandma Wuxu.
He grabbed the talisman that had been stuck on Xu Zhizhou's chest and threw it at the poisonous insect, and the talisman burned itself without fire.
boom!
The poisonous insect was wrapped in flames, struggled for a few times, and turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
As the poisonous insect left, Xu Zhizhou's face gradually regained its color and his breathing became steady.
He slowly opened his eyes, with a glimmer of life in them. He looked at Granny Wuxu with gratitude, and said in a weak but respectful voice: "Thank you for saving my life."
Granny Wuxu smiled slightly and shook her head gently: "You are too polite, Lord Zhizhou. Exorcising evil spirits is my job."
The old couple of the Xu family, Huo Zhenyao and other members of the Xu family all hurried forward to express their gratitude.
Everyone said the same thing very sincerely: "Thank you, grandma!"
No matter who they are, Xu Zhizhou is the sky above their heads.
The sky was falling and they really didn't know what to do next.
Especially the old couple of the Xu family, their son became thinner and thinner after he got sick, and they were more anxious than anyone else. With gray hair, they didn't want to see their son leave.
If anyone is to leave, they will be the first to leave. It is so cruel for the elderly to send off the young.
Huo Zhenyao took out the best wound medicine from the cloth bag he carried with him and handed it to Madam Xu: "Hurry up and apply this to him. This is the wound medicine made by the granddaughter-in-law of the King of Qin. It is very effective."
"Yes! Thank you, father-in-law!"
Madam Xu addressed Huo Zhenyao generously. She already knew that this was her husband's biological father, a personal soldier of the King of Qin in Dongsheng. What he brought must be excellent.
The wound medicine was indeed produced by Su Qingran's pharmacy, and one of the herbs in it was provided by Chu Xiaoxiao. After this batch of wound medicine was made, not a single bottle was sold, and all were supplied to the Chu family army.
The effect is really amazing.
When Mrs. Xu applied it, the bleeding stopped. It is truly a miracle drug for stopping bleeding.
Xu Zhizhou also felt a cool and warm breath spreading throughout his body, which made his originally exhausted body suddenly feel much more energetic.
Is this a golden medicine? Could it be made by a god?
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