The reborn medical concubine and her baby stun the whole capital

The village chief said: "The great master once said that twins have the same mind and blood, and can become a medium connecting the yin and yang worlds, making the connection between the underworld and the yang world closer..."

Lan Zhi asked: "When will the sacrifice be made?"

The village chief sighed and said: "Originally, the messenger in white told me that when most of the people in the village are dead and there are only a few dozen living people left, sacrifices can be made. But recently, a messenger in white told me that The message warned me not to go out at night, saying that the night is very dangerous and there are cyan ghosts running rampant..."

Lan Zhi:? ? ?

Okay, it seems that I didn't kill all the white cloaks. They actually gave her a nickname, and it was so ugly. What kind of cyan ghost...

The village chief seemed to have thought of something, and said with hope on his face: "Lord Holy Envoy, can you get rid of that blue ghost?"

"No."

The village chief looked disappointed, "Okay."

"Because the ghost you are talking about is me."

"Ah?" The village chief didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment and took a few steps back in horror. "Lord Holy Envoy, why did you kill the envoy in white..."

We are all our own people, how can we kill each other?

Lan Zhi grinned, her teeth were white, and her tone was sinister, "Because I'm happy."

Hearing this, the expression on the village chief's face stiffened. He wanted to hide away, but he didn't dare, for fear that his actions would make Lan Zhi unhappy and she would kill him.

Lan Zhi said: "No sacrifice is allowed without my order."

She didn't say anything like "I will take care of these twin brothers from now on." If she pays too much attention to the Lan brothers, Tiansheng Chihu may notice them. Now Zhutong is her nominal sister, Lan Jinyu He has become her "brother-in-law" again. In this way, it is not too much for Lan Zhi to casually mention "no sacrifices".

"Okay, okay, I understand." The village chief nodded repeatedly.

At this time, Zhutong had cooked the meal and shouted: "It's time to eat. You can eat as much as you want."

Lan Zhi turned around and asked, "Are you going to eat?"

The village chief nodded subconsciously, "Eat!"

Then, he saw the Holy Envoy narrowing his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The village chief immediately changed his mind and said, "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. I've already eaten in the morning and am very full, so I won't have any lunch."

Lan Zhi nodded with satisfaction, "Well, then you can go."

"Lord Holy Envoy, remember to tell me if you have anything to do. I will be there when you call." As for the eldest son Lan Yingxiong, just stay here. He is not his biological son anyway. The village chief looked back three times, seeming very reluctant to let go.

However, when he saw Lan Zhi entering the kitchen, the village chief immediately ran away, twisting and turning all the way, and ran a long way before stopping.

He stretched out his hand to hold on to the wall next to him, breathing heavily, "It's...fortunately, I'm...fateful...Huh, Holy Envoy...Master...is too cruel...violent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bit shaky where his hand was holding. The village chief turned around and found that what he was holding was not a wall at all, but a man in white cloak.

Under the cloak is a skeleton, which of course hurts the hands.

There was a "click" sound in the throat of the white cloak, and the village chief took back his hand and said: "Stop scolding, the cyan ghost is the Holy Envoy. If you dare to scold the Holy Envoy, be careful she will chop you into pieces and serve you as food."

"Crack..."

The village chief sneered and said: "The Holy Envoy is very fierce. No matter how hard your bones are, she can burn you to ashes and eat you without chewing."

"Crack..."

very scary……

The white cloak squatted down, stretched out his white knuckles, and drew circles on the ground boringly, "Ka ka ka..."

"Yeah, I don't understand what the Holy Envoy thinks... By the way, don't you only show up at night? It's still daylight, why did you come to see me?"

"Kakaka."

……

……

Lan Zhi finished her lunch and said, "You guys stay in the room and don't move around. I'll go out."

Lan Jinyu said: "No, you can't go out after noon."

Lan Zhi smiled and said: "Don't worry, have you forgotten what the village chief called me just now? Monsters in the whole village will run away when they see me."

Lan Zheyu had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask, but she swallowed them back when she spoke them, and finally chose to believe in Tianmiao——

It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. They are a group of "ordinary people" who don't know any magic. It's fine if they don't cause trouble.

"Tianmiao..." Zhutong pulled his younger brother into his room and whispered: "Is it in danger for you to go out this time?"

Lan Zhi smiled and said, "No."

Zhutong said: "But I feel like you are a little different today than you were in the past. I can't tell you exactly what is different."

Lan Zhi lowered her head and looked at her body. She didn't feel anything different about herself. Could it be that she went on a killing spree last night and had more murderous intent in her body?

Lan Zhi joked: "Maybe I am a little more handsome today?"

"Zhu Tianmiao's" facial features are very ordinary. After looking at them for a long time, they will make people feel very friendly and comfortable, and have nothing to do with the word "handsome". But Zhu Tong likes her brother's face very much, and she can't help but pinch it. He pinched his brother's cheek and said: "Don't worry, go out, I will help you take care of your health..."

Lan Zhi said: "Sister, I want to leave with my body this time."

"why?"

Zhutong doesn't want to lose her pillow...

No, it’s not a pillow, it’s a baby brother.

If the younger brother's body is still there, Zhutong will feel at ease, because it means that the younger brother will definitely come back, and Zhutong can also judge the safety of the younger brother through the physical condition.

But if the younger brother leaves with his soul and body, this will make Zhutong feel very insecure, fearing that his younger brother will never come back.

"Because many people can't see the soul, I need to communicate with people when I go out to do errands, so I have to go with my body."

Lan Zhi took the time to comfort Zhu Tong for a while, and then gave her another hug.

"It would be great if I could hold you like this all the time." Zhutong murmured.

Lan Zhi looked helpless, "When we are out of danger, I will hold you as long as you want, until you get tired of it."

"I won't be bored. I can sleep for decades and hug you every day!" After saying that, Zhutong was stunned for a moment, "How many decades can I sleep?"

Can she sleep so well?

She said this sentence without much thinking, and she never thought that she would say such words as sleeping for decades...

Lan Zhi smiled and said: "That won't work, I can't sleep for that long."

"I don't sleep that long either."

Zhutong reluctantly left his brother's arms, grabbed a strand of his lake green hair with his right hand, wrapped it around his white index finger, and said thoughtfully: "I think I will be able to recover my memory soon, and then I can help you. ."

Lan Zhi looked at her deeply and said, "I hope so."

Most ferocious beasts are difficult to get along with. If Zhutong remembers the past, maybe this short-lived sister-sister relationship will end.

Lan Zhi doesn't know what Zhu Tong's personality was in the past. When Zhu Tong recovers his memory, the relationship between the two will definitely not be the same as it is now. When the time comes, Lan Zhi doesn't expect Zhu Tong to help, she just hopes that Zhu Tong will not follow her. As long as they become enemies, it's okay for us to be brothers and sisters, so that we can get together and part ways.

Ji Chengcheng stood on Lan Zhi's shoulder and behaved very quietly. It wasn't until Lan Zhi's body dived into the underground world that Ji Chengcheng spoke out: "My beautiful lady, I'm dying of panic. Can you please help me?" Take a look at how my master's body is doing? Wasn't he buried as a corpse?"

Lan Zhi consoled him: "Probably not. After the soul leaves the body, the body will breathe on its own."

Ji Chengcheng said: "But I'm just worried."

"Okay, let me take a look at it for you." Lan Zhi herself also wanted to take a look at Ji Zifeng's body. After all, the other party was an "absolutely pure person" who was very rare. Rare things are more valuable, and Ji Zifeng petted her soul. They were all sent to protect Lan Zhi. Although Lan Zhi did not need the protection of the little fox, she accepted the offer.

The underground roads are flat and there are no mountains or rivers, making walking quick and easy.

However, Lan Zhi does not need to walk on her own.

She is a holy messenger, superior to all monsters in the secret realm. Wherever she wants to go, monsters will naturally send her there.

The spirit can travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired. After all, walking is a bit difficult for the body, especially when the cultivation level is sealed, walking even slower. However, there is a scarlet long insect responsible for carrying Lan Zhi, and the scarlet long insect can fly. , Lan Zhi rode on it, and soon saw a door.

The scarlet worm stopped in front of the door, and Lan Zhi walked through the door alone. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was already standing on the ground.

Several wealthy families in the town are easy to find, especially the Ji family. If you stop anyone on the roadside and ask, you can find the location of the Ji family. The servants posted notices everywhere seeking famous doctors, which means the two young masters of the Ji family. They are all sick, and the cousin in the house is also sick. The disease is that she has been sleeping and cannot wake up no matter how she screams. If someone can cure the young masters and ladies of the Ji family, there will be a generous reward.

There are many literate people in the town, and the content written in the notice soon spread. The Ji family is a kind family in the town. The head of the family will organize people to go to the street to collect the bodies of the dead, so the people speak from the bottom of their hearts. Wanting to help, the doctors hurried to Ji's house with medicine boxes. Lan Zhi blended in and followed them to the gate of Ji's house.

"Master, where is your medicine box?" The servant at the door stopped her.

Most of the "doctors" were in their 30s or [-]s, but Lan Zhi was the only one with nothing.

Lan Zhi smiled slightly and said: "I am good at fingering and prescribing medicine, so I don't need to bring a medicine box."

The servant was doubtful and let her in, but told the companions who were leading the way to be more careful, fearing that Lan Zhi was sent by hostile forces to cause sabotage.

Lan Zhi followed more than a dozen doctors to the living room of Ji's family. There was a bed in the living room, and a terminally ill old woman was lying on the bed. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and all the doctors could not help but Dare to say anything, thinking, aren't you treating young masters and ladies?Why is there an old lady lying in the house?

At this time, the servant who led the way explained: "This is an old lady of our family who has been paralyzed in bed for more than ten years. I hope that all the doctors will diagnose her and prescribe medicine first."

In fact, the Ji family has two doctors with excellent medical skills. This morning, after discovering that the young masters and ladies could not wake up, the doctors in the family tried to find ways to save them. The treatment lasted all morning, but it still didn't work. There was no other way. Notices were written and posted, seeking famous doctors, but there were so many doctors who came, and their treatment skills must be uneven. In order to screen out some people, they asked the doctors to prescribe medicine to the old lady first to test everyone's skills.

"Please come forward one by one to diagnose the old lady's pulse and write the prescription on the paper."

"I'm not good at prescribing medicine, I only know acupuncture." One of the doctors said with a confused look on his face.

"Wait a moment." The servant couldn't make up his mind either.

After a while, the steward walked in with an apologetic smile on his face. As soon as he walked in, he said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm late."

Behind the steward were several maids. The maids were holding tea and snacks in their hands. The steward said with a smile on his face: "Please those miraculous doctors who cannot prescribe medicine please stand on the left. Those who can prescribe medicine please stand on the right."

He spoke in a very polite tone, and he also addressed him as "miraculous doctors." Some of the doctors' faces turned red, feeling that they were not worthy of these two words, but the other doctors looked as usual and looked very confident.

The steward silently took everyone's reaction to heart.

The doctors stood separately on the left and right. Lan Zhi hesitated for a few seconds and stood on the left.

The steward added: "Please the miraculous doctors on the right sit down first. If you are thirsty or hungry, feel free to ask. If there is any lack of hospitality, please be patient. The miraculous doctors on the left will follow me first."

The gentlemen on the right sat down, and the maids presented them with tea and snacks.

Lan Zhi and the other nine doctors followed the steward, passing through several side doors and going around and around. When everyone was about to be stunned, the steward said: "We're here."

This is a woman's boudoir. The room is lit with incense. There are two maids standing beside the bed, and a young girl is lying on the bed.

The manager said: "This is our cousin from Ji's Mansion, her name is Xihong. Miss Xihong is unconscious and cannot be woken up no matter what method is used. I hope all the miracle doctors can wake her up. If this happens, Ji The government will definitely thank you greatly."

"it is good."

Several doctors nodded in response, and the two maids carefully took out Miss Xihong's hand from the quilt. Initially, the doctors' expressions were very confident, but when everyone stepped forward to check their pulse, they all fell silent, and some of the doctors even looked sad. Shaking his head.

The smile on the steward's face faded and he asked, "What's wrong? Miss Xihong's situation is not optimistic?"

"No..." One of the doctors looked embarrassed and said, "Miss Xihong's pulse is smooth and steady. According to the pulse, she is in good health and has no disease..."

Lan Zhi was the last doctor to feel the pulse. She put her hand on Xihong's pulse, feeling the rhythm of his life while listening to the other doctors' opinions.

"I'm good at acupuncture. Can you let me put a few needles on Miss Xihong's head?"

"I'm good at applying plasters. Let's put two plasters on Miss Xihong for free."

"I know how to do cupping and scraping. Let me do cupping and scraping on Miss's back. Maybe it will be useful."

Hearing this, the manager twitched his lips and said, "Can you ensure that the lady will wake up after scraping?"