He had used the golden wound medicine before, but no matter how good it was, it couldn't be this effective.
It's truly miraculous that the Qin King's granddaughter-in-law could make such a good medicine for wounds.
Without the poisonous insect, Xu Zhizhou felt a lot more relaxed.
Far away in a cave of the Hasa tribe, a woman dressed in black, sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, and the hatred in her eyes was cold and sinister.
"Xu Zhizhou! You are so lucky to be saved. I, Ha Yinuo, will not let you go, and I will not let go of anyone who ruins my plan. Humph! If you want to live, you must ask me first."
Ha Yinuo closed his eyes again and muttered something. A voice came from the darkness: "Master, what do you want?"
"Go to Raozhou, bring back the people who killed the poisonous insects, and kill Xu Zhizhou."
"yes!"
The voice in the darkness agreed, turned into a puff of smoke, and quickly rushed towards Raozhou City.
After a busy day, Naituanzi was tired. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. Jinglan picked her up and put her on the bed that had been prepared long ago.
She fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. Grandma Wuxu glanced at her and lay down beside her.
Raozhou City was silent at night, and an unusual cloud of black smoke rose quietly, breaking the peace of the night.
It did not rise like ordinary smoke, but was thick and heavy, carrying an indescribable evil and weirdness.
The black smoke seemed to have life, swirling and twisting in the air, gradually gathering into a huge, blurry figure, like a monster walking out of the depths of the underworld.
Its outline was vaguely visible in the faint moonlight, and its eyes were flashing with a faint green light, like two burning will-o'-the-wisp fires, staring straight at every corner of Raozhou City, revealing endless greed and desire.
The air around seemed to be distorted by this force; even the wind stopped breathing. The entire city fell into an unprecedented depression and fear.
Most of the people had fallen asleep and were unaware of all this. Only a few who were returning home at night or keeping watch were frightened by the sudden vision and turned pale and trembled, but they dared not make any sound for fear of attracting the attention of the black smoke monster.
After circling around the top of the city several times, the black smoke monster found its target and slowly floated towards somewhere in the city.
Wherever it passed, all the grass and trees were startled, and even the night was trembling.
Before the black smoke got closer, Grandma Wuxu had already realized it. Just as she was about to get up, the quick-eyed and quick-handed Naituanzi pushed her away, and she fell down again and continued to sleep.
[I finally got a fun thing, you can’t snatch it from me, I want to play with it. ]
The little kid got out of bed, stretched out his hand, and tried to reach the shirt. His trembling little hands grabbed the corner of the shirt and tried to lift it up. He was a little confused about the weight and shape of the clothes, and a serious expression appeared on his little face.
He tried to put the clothes on, but it got stuck on his arms in a twisted way, and his little face turned red, which made him look both cute and a little funny.
Realizing that something was wrong, his little hands clumsily adjusted the position of the clothes, pulling it down little by little, and finally getting the top on his body correctly.
I looked down at the tiny pair of socks and tried to put them on my feet.
The first time, the socks slid to the ankles and stopped. The little boy frowned and pulled hard with his little hands, but it only made the socks stick tighter to his calves, making it look like he was wearing a pair of "high socks".
He raised his head and looked around. The thing was still some distance away, so he lowered his head and continued his "battle".
After several attempts, I finally found the trick. I carefully pinched the sock opening, gently put it on the toes, and then pulled it up little by little until the sock snugly wrapped around the little feet.
Squatting down, the little kid grabbed a shoe in each hand and tried hard to align them with his little feet.
On my first try, my shoe was nearly flattened, so I quickly pulled it out and readjusted the direction.
The second time, she was more careful and put on the shoes one foot at a time. Although the shoes almost slipped off several times, she finally managed to put them on firmly.
After completing all this, the little boy stood up with satisfaction, his little face filled with a sense of accomplishment, as if he had just accomplished an amazing feat.
The short legs "da da da" ran to the black charcoal head, waved his hand and put him into the Qiankun bag. Then he went to Jinglan's room and threw her and Xiaojin in together.
They are her helpers and must be carried with her at all times.
I came to where the Xu family and the old Duke lived in the dark and set up a barrier. Grandma Wuxu would be able to dissolve this little magic, so there was no need to worry about them not being able to come out during the day.
Naituanzi stood alone at the gate of the prefectural government, looking up at the black fog in the sky. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The black fog suddenly stopped and transformed into a human figure, falling from the sky to the ground with a ferocious look.
He looked at the cute baby fiercely and said, "Why are you holding on to me?"
"If you take me, I'll go." Naihuhu's voice was full of stubbornness, "If you don't take me, you can't go either."
"I'm here to kill people. My master has ordered me to kill the prefect." The human figure transformed by the black mist gradually solidified, and it turned out to be an evil spirit.
He looks like Wei Tuo in the temple, but unfortunately he doesn't have much intelligence.
"I can't kill you." The little boy stretched out a fat, white and tender finger, raised it high and shook it vigorously, "Take me back and report back."
The evil spirit looked at her and insisted: "No, I want to kill someone."
"Okay, you go."
Naituanzi raised his chubby little hand and slapped the evil spirit. He flew into the air and fell in a parabola directly towards the yard where Xu Zhizhou lived.
"Bang!"
As soon as it touched the barrier, it was bounced back.
With a plop, it fell at the feet of the little boy, and the evil spirit grimaced in pain.
"Take me away!" The little boy crossed his arms and ordered fiercely, "Go to see your master."
The evil spirit was confused for a while before he seemed to understand. He looked at the little baby in front of him and said, "Who are you? Why do you want to see my master?"
"You, don't ask." The milk ball climbed onto the back of the evil spirit and patted it hard with his chubby hand, "Get up and go."
"oh!"
The evil spirit stood up, carried Chu Xiaoxiao on his back, and flew away.
Everyone in the room was sleeping soundly, and no one knew that Milk Ball had been taken away.
The next day, Grandma Wuxu woke up and found that Chu Xiaoxiao was missing. She did not panic, but sat down to calm her mind and recalled what happened last night.
She noticed an evil spirit approaching, so she got up to deal with it, but was slapped by Milk Ball and fell asleep.
I got up and walked out, but Heitantou and Jinglan were gone. It must be Xiaoxiao who took them away.
This child is really naughty. She was not allowed to participate and left with her own people.
When the old duke's soldiers heard about this, they were all very anxious. Granny Wuxu comforted them: "It's okay. The evil spirit is not as powerful as the black charcoal head. He will protect the state teacher."
Li Sizu stood dejectedly aside, staring at the door in a daze.
Sister Xiaoxiao took the black-haired girl away, why didn’t she take him with her?
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