Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Xuanxu was injured, so the matter of extradition of the dead souls was shelved.

There is no cure for this common medicine stone, and it requires a lot of unorthodox medicinal materials to combine into a strange prescription.

Take the medicine according to the prescription and drink it for more than a month before you can recover.

The medicinal materials used in the prescription are expensive such as ambergris, and some are rare such as the three-fingered snow lotus in Tibet.

These, Xia Jingsheng can entrust someone to find them.

Only the leech was used as medicine, which made Xuanxu unable to bear it.

Leeches are living things, and using them as medicine is equivalent to killing.As a monk, Xuanxu absolutely cannot take it.

Xia Jingsheng knew very well that Longhu Mountain had strict disciplines, but he couldn't find suitable alternative medicinal materials for a while.

Xuanxu's illness dragged on like this, his body became thinner and thinner day by day, and he seemed to be exhausted.

Others were very worried about Xuanxu's condition, but he himself was quite open.

He even smiled and said to Xia Jingsheng: "It is said that the younger brother is a fortune teller, maybe he really answered your saying, 'When the flag is raised, people live, but when the flag falls, people die.'"

Xuanxu's words were originally a joke, but to Xia Jingsheng's ears, there was a faint sense of fate.

Xia Jingsheng was in a gloomy mood, and Sun Wenxi slept with him every day, so he naturally noticed it.

That day, when Xia Jingsheng opened his eyes, he saw Sun Wenxi leaning on the head of the bed.

The moment their eyes met, Xia Jingsheng blushed immediately, recalling the crazy indulgence last night.

Seeing him shy, Sun Wenxi smiled and said, "Jing Sheng hasn't gotten used to it after so many days of marriage?"

"Since that's the case, why don't we review it again..." Seeing that Sun Wenxi's conversation became more and more unrestrained, Xia Jingsheng hurriedly changed the subject: "Are you not going to work today?"

Sun Wenxi sighed: "Today is on vacation, I will take you to a place."

Xia Jingsheng didn't know until he arrived at the place that Sun Wenxi led him to a nursery in Jiangcheng. Most of the children in the courtyard were orphans, and there were also a few poor families who sent their children here for foster care.

As soon as Sun Wenxi entered, the director of the sales home smiled and said, "Young Master Sun, you are here."

Sun Wenxi walked into the inner courtyard familiarly: "It's been fine recently."

"Thanks to you, everything is fine."

It was time for free activities. When the children in the courtyard saw Sun Wenxi, they immediately ran over and surrounded him.

Xia Jingsheng stood aside with surprise in his eyes.

The person in charge explained: "Every time Young Master Sun comes back, he will bring a lot of food and new gadgets. The children are all looking forward to his coming."

Xia Jingsheng noticed that the manager had been staring at him, so he raised his hand and wiped his face: "Is there something on my face?"

"Oh... no, no." The manager waved his hands, "I was being abrupt, but I just felt that Mr.'s face was very similar to the person in the painting."

"The person in the painting?" Xia Jingsheng had just finished speaking, and then he heard the "Monkey King" who was being chased and intercepted by monkey children say: "Who can make the gentleman over there laugh, I will give him a gift."

Xia Jingsheng instantly became a new target for the children to chase and intercept.

The clever kid tried his best to make funny faces and tell jokes, which made Xia Jingsheng couldn't help laughing.

"Laughed, Mr. laughed!" A sharp-eyed child saw it, and happily ran to Sun Wenxi to ask for a reward.

When all the children received their presents, Xia Jingsheng laughed until his cheeks were sore.

Sun Wenxi, who got off his body, walked over with a smile, and put his arms around Xia Jingsheng's waist: "I finally laughed."

Xia Jingsheng glared at him, "You did a good job."

"Who told you to keep a stern face these days? In ancient times, there was King You of Zhou's Fenghuo opera and the feudal princes and beauties who smiled, but now Sun Wenxi rewards the naughty boy Bo Jingsheng with a good gift." Sun Wenxi said.

Sun Wenxi's words made the manager laugh.

Xia Jingsheng remembered the unfinished words just now: "That painting..."

The manager smiled and said, "Sir, please come with me."

Sun Wenxi and Xia Jingsheng entered the inner room together. As soon as the door opened, Xia Jingsheng saw the picture scroll hanging on the wall.

The woman in the painting is riding a tall horse with a heroic posture.

His face was indeed very similar to Xia Jingsheng.

"That's the one." The manager said.

Xia Jingsheng took a closer look, and found that the woman in the painting was not dressed like a Han, but more like a Miao.

"Could it be that the person in this painting is... my mother..." Xia Jingsheng was surprised, but what surprised him even more was that Sun Wenxi asked the manager, "Who ordered this painting to be hung?"

"Sun Shao, this is what Madam Sun ordered to hang up, and it has been hanging up for more than ten years." The simple words of the manager set off a storm in the hearts of Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi.

Previously, Sun Wenxi was in the North, so he naturally didn't know that there was a portrait of Xia Jingsheng's mother hanging in the inner room of the Jiangcheng Kindergarten.

"Could it be that my mother and your mother are old acquaintances?" Xia Jingsheng hesitated.

Sun Wenxi was no less surprised than Xia Jingsheng. He never knew that his mother had a relationship with Xia Jingsheng's mother.

But now that the two ladies have passed away, there is no way to know the truth.

Sun Wenxi smiled and said: "Jing Sheng, maybe this is fate, we are destined."

Just at this time, a child came running out of breath, shouting: "It's not good, it's not good, the second baby is sick."

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi looked at each other, and went to check with the manager.

When I got there, I saw the boy named Erwa foaming at the mouth, and he saw that he was exhaling more air and taking in less air.

Xia Jingsheng stepped forward to feel his pulse, then pressed the child's abdominal cavity, and said suspiciously: "There is something in his stomach."

As he said that, Xia Jingsheng prescribed a prescription to induce vomiting, and asked someone to take it to grab the medicine.

Soon, the medicine was cooked, and some naughty children rushed to taste the medicine.

The smell of the soup was pungent, the child took a sip and stuck out his tongue, "Bah, bah, this medicine is bitter!"

When Xia Jingsheng heard this, he frowned and said, "What did you say? Is this medicine bitter?"

He took a sip of the soup, his complexion changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "The ingredients are wrong, who caught the medicine just now?"

A staff member of the sales home stood up tremblingly: "It is...it is me."

"Did you take the medicine according to the prescription?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

"It's absolutely true. I took the prescription and went to Duan's pharmacy to get the medicine. If you don't believe it, you can go and verify it!" The staff spoke with convincing words.

"Could it be that the guy grabbing the medicine was negligent and grabbed the wrong medicine?" The manager asked tentatively.

Xia Jingsheng frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

The effect of this bowl of medicine is contrary to the prescription he prescribed. Not only can it not induce vomiting, but it can also promote digestion and absorption.

If Erwa really drank the medicine in a muddleheaded way, I'm afraid the situation will be bad.

Xia Jingsheng picked up a pen and marked the prescription: "Go grab the medicine again."

Fortunately, this time, the medicine I got back was correct.

After Erwa took the medicine, he didn't respond at first. After about half an hour, he suddenly sat up from the bed, leaned on the edge of the couch and retched.

The vomit turned out to be alive and kicking toads.

"Ah—it's a toad, a live toad!" The onlookers ran away in all directions, and the headmaster was completely stunned. After a long while, he tremblingly said: "This...what the hell is...what's going on?"

Xia Jingsheng lowered his head and counted the number of toads/toads, there were as many as eight, and he didn't know how Erwa swallowed them.

After spitting out the toad/toad, Erwa fell into a coma.

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary toad. If the skin of the toad was stained with toxin, Erwa would have died long ago.

When Erwa opened her eyes, there was a crowd of people around the bed.

He was usually a bully, but now he was so cowardly, he kept yelling: "It's A Chuan, it's A Chuan who hurt me!"

Xia Jingsheng asked the person in charge, "Who is Ah Chuan?"

"It's a young man in the courtyard, who has always had a quarrel with Erwa." The person in charge said in a deep voice, "Go and call Achuan."

Unexpectedly, Achuan is a fair, thin, silent boy, wearing a long gown with patches, unremarkable.

"Are you A Chuan?" Xia Jingsheng asked.

A Chuan looked at Xia Jingsheng cautiously, and nodded slightly.

"A Chuan, my stomach hurts because I ate the candy you gave me. You deliberately hurt me!" Erwa accused angrily.

"I didn't." A Chuan said softly.

"It's the candy you gave me. That candy is delicious. I ate a lot, but you still want to deny it!" Erwa was full of indignation.

"I really haven't." A Chuan raised his eyes, looking timidly at the group of people in front of him.

The manager said in a deep voice, "A Chuan, tell the truth, what exactly did you add to the sugar?"

A Chuan argued helplessly: "I have never treated him to candy."

"You're still stubborn!" The person in charge lost his patience, "Do you want to be punished if you don't tell the truth?"

No matter how the boss questioned, Achuan always insisted on defending.

"I really didn't invite him to eat candy. If you don't believe me, look at it." He checked the pockets of his clothes, but there was nothing.

"That's because you ate the candy." Erwa refused to accept, "It's clearly you, I can't mistake the person."

The two sides were arguing endlessly, and the person in charge looked at Xia Jingsheng in embarrassment: "Mr. Xia, look at this..."

"You don't have to ask, A Chuan really didn't do this." Xia Jingsheng said, "Let me chat with him alone."

After everyone left, Xia Jingsheng sat down and quietly looked at the thin boy in front of him.

"Tell me, why did you do this?" Xia Jingsheng sipped his tea leisurely.

"Like I said, I didn't treat Erwa to eat candy." A Chuan said with a cold face, expressionless.

"I'm not asking you, I'm asking him." Xia Jingsheng raised his finger and pointed to Achuan's side.

"Who?" Achuan turned his head to look, but there was no one beside him.

But at this moment, from Xia Jingsheng's point of view, there was a young boy standing beside Achuan.

He was wearing red clothes, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of A Chuan.

Hearing Xia Jingsheng's question, he twitched his lips and said with a sneer, "He deserves it."

Xia Jingsheng asked: "How do you say that?"

The boy in red said angrily, "Who told him to bully my younger brother?"

"So you just tricked him into eating the toad?" Xia Jingsheng understood.

"It's just to teach him a lesson. The toad/toad is not poisonous this time, so it might not be the case next time. If he hadn't met you, he would have been in pain for quite a while." The boy in red said proudly.

"You should be thankful that the toad/toad is not poisonous, otherwise it would not be as simple as a prank, hurting people's lives, and you will not be able to reincarnate from now on." Xia Jingsheng warned.

"I don't care." The young man in red didn't care, "I don't want to see others bully my brother."

However, at this moment, his younger brother A Chuan looked at Xia Jingsheng blankly.

"who are you talking to?"