Chapter 142: Tsk, still worse than the wild ones

Ning Qinghe was full of doubts. He stood up as he was told and walked slowly out of the house.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he took a breath of cool air. The familiar courtyard of the old house seemed to have a completely different appearance.

The air was filled with wisps of gray mist, like an invisible net covering the surroundings.

The gray air seemed to have life, flowing and swirling slowly, faintly exuding a strange aura.

"This...this, how could this happen?" Ning Qinghe retreated back to the room in disbelief.

"I've lived here for so long and haven't found any problems. How could this happen?" Ning Qinghe's voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion.

Seeing this, Jia Luo hurried over, patted his thigh with her little hand, and comforted him softly: "Third Brother, this is not your fault. Someone deliberately covered these things. It's normal that you didn't notice. However, this must have been done intentionally. Grandpa Ning got sick because he lived here for a long time."

"Don't worry, we'll go check at night to see where all this dirt came from!"

Ning Qinghe nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner turmoil: "Luo Luo, thanks to you, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark. But this old house was passed down from our ancestors, and such a weird thing has never happened before. Who is so bold as to act wildly in the Ning family?"

Jia Luo frowned, his face full of seriousness, and after a moment's hesitation he spoke: "Third Brother, you should send someone to keep an eye on that beautiful aunt!"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with her?"

Jia Luo tilted his head slightly, thought for a moment and said, "She was surrounded by a layer of black mist, and in that mist, there was a faint smell of blood. I'm afraid she has killed someone on her hands."

Ning Qinghe heard this and uttered a few words through his teeth: "If this is true, I will make her spend the rest of her life in prison!"

Wen Lingyue also came forward, took Jialuo's hand and asked seriously: "Luluo, are you sure?"

Jia Luo nodded and said seriously: "Dad, you are right!"

Wan Yan agreed, "Uncle Wen, since Jia Luo said so, it shouldn't be wrong. Third Brother, it seems that your stepmother is not an easy person to deal with."

"What is a stepmother? Can it be eaten like an egg? Why should we save fuel?" Jia Luo asked curiously.

When everyone heard Jia Luo's innocent question, they were stunned at first, and then Wen Lingyue smiled and explained: "Luo Luo, stepmother is not something that can be eaten. It refers to the wife that father marries after mother, just like the beautiful aunt that third brother's father married later. This 'fuel-saving lamp' is a metaphor, which means that this person is not simple, will cause a lot of trouble, and is not easy to deal with."

Jia Luo nodded, not quite understanding, blinked his eyes and said, "Oh, I understand!"

"Third Senior Brother, please find someone reliable to look after Grandpa Ning. When the herbs are delivered later, I will make some medicine for Grandpa Ning. Let Dahua stay with Grandpa Ning for the next few days!"

Ning Qinghe touched Jialuo's little head and said lovingly, "Okay, thank you, Luoluo. I have already asked someone to arrange a room for you. I will ask someone to take you there to rest!"

Everyone followed the servant to the arranged room. The room was elegantly decorated and fully equipped, and it was obvious that a lot of thought had gone into its design.

As soon as Jialuo entered the house, he threw the small bag on the table, then skipped to the window and looked curiously at the courtyard outside.

"Wow, Dad, Fourth Brother, we can see the big osmanthus tree in the yard from here. It will definitely smell fragrant in the autumn." Jia Luo said with a smile.

Wan Yan also came over and said, "Yes, and look at this courtyard, the layout is exquisite, and the flowers and plants are arranged in an orderly manner. I believe it is also a good place to cultivate one's body and mind on weekdays. It's a pity that it is now shrouded by this gloomy aura, which makes it seem a bit gloomy!"

Jia Luo blinked his big eyes and said in a baby voice, "That's fine. If we find any bad things at night, we'll let Da Hua eat up the negative energy so that we can replenish Da Hua!"

Wen Lingyue also came over and looked at Jialuo's lively appearance with eyes full of doting: "Luolu, take a rest for a while, we still have to make medicine for Grandpa Ning later!"

Jia Luo nodded obediently, skipped to the bed, kicked off his shoes, and lay down. After a while, his eyelids began to droop and he fell asleep in a daze.

Seeing this, Wen Lingyue smiled slightly and gently pulled the quilt over her.

After an unknown amount of time, a slight knock on the door woke Jia Luo up from his sleep.

Jia Luo sat up with a start, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and asked softly, "Dad, what's wrong?"

"It's okay. The herbs have been delivered. I asked them to be placed in the room next door. Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Wen Lingyue walked over and sat beside the bed, asking with concern.

Jia Luo shook his head, leaned on him, and whispered, "No need to sleep, go to work!"

Then he stretched and jumped out of bed.

Jia Luo walked towards the room where the medicinal herbs were kept in his slippers, and Wen Lingyue followed closely behind him.

As soon as he entered the room, Jia Luo saw the table piled with all kinds of rare medicinal herbs. He was instantly perked up, and the sleepiness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by full concentration.

She first paced around the house, carefully checking the color and quality of the herbs, muttering from time to time: "Hey, the color of these herbs looks good, but the quality... Tsk, it's still far worse than the wild ones, I'll just have to make do with it!"

After confirming that everything was correct, Jialuo nodded with satisfaction and sat on the ground to divide the herbs.

Wen Lingyue was squatting beside him, fanning her constantly.

After she sorted the herbs, she ran back to the room and got her small bag.

He took out a small and exquisite alchemy furnace and placed it on the ground.

Wen Lingyue stood aside, watching her busy quietly.

Jia Luo threw the herbs into the alchemy furnace, formed seals with his hands, and rays of light shone into the alchemy furnace. A faint blue flame instantly ignited under the furnace. The herbs gradually melted and fused under the flame, emitting bursts of strange aroma.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Jia Luo's forehead, and her face flushed slightly due to concentration. She used her spiritual power to constantly sense the formation of the elixir in the furnace, and adjusted the temperature and the injection of spiritual power in a timely manner.

An hour passed, Jia Luo suddenly opened her eyes, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she quickly opened the furnace lid with both hands. Five round and glowing pills flew into the air and were firmly grasped in her hands.

"It's done!"

Jia Luo shouted excitedly, with a proud smile on his face.

"This is a pill for Master Ning to take. It can strengthen his body and will be of great benefit to his recovery. But this herb can only be refined into five pills. It would be better if it was a wild herb!"

As he spoke, he put the pill into a small porcelain bottle and started the next round of alchemy.

This time, Jialuo was more adept at refining the medicine, and spiritual power was continuously injected into the alchemy furnace.

The dark blue flame danced happily, wrapping the herbs inside and allowing them to fully blend and transform.

Wen Lingyue watched his daughter's serious look from the side, his heart filled with satisfaction and pride. Although he did not understand the art of alchemy, he could feel how difficult it was. The fan in his hand never stopped, just to bring a touch of coolness to Jia Luo.

After a long time, a dazzling light flashed and a buzzing sound came from the furnace again. Jia Luo showed joy on his face: "It's done!"

This time, eight pills actually flew into the air, each one round and full, emitting bursts of medicinal fragrance.

"Lolo, you are so awesome." Wen Lingyue couldn't help but praise.

Jia Luo put the pills into the bottle with a smile, blinked his eyes and said, "I haven't made medicine for a long time, I'm not good at it."

“Let’s go, let’s go…”