Fairy Sword

hazy.She took his arm and closed her eyes.

After Ling'er fell asleep, Li Xiaoyao carefully put Ling'er on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and put Li Yiru beside her. "Be good, follow your mother and have a good rest." He lowered his eyes and looked at the baby in the swaddle.Li Yiru moved in her swaddling baby, squeezed her little hands, and hummed twice.

"Yiru be good, don't wake your mother up." Li Xiaoyao lowered his voice and pampered Li Yiru's small nose, and Li Yiruo obediently stopped making noise.He looked at Zhao Ling'er who was sleeping peacefully, looked at her who was like a fairy, he sat quietly by the bed, reluctant to leave.

"Brother Xiaoyao..." Zhao Linger's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and a crystal tear fell from the corner of her eye and dripped on the pillow. "Brother Xiaoyao..." she murmured in her dream.

Li Xiaoyao frowned, he lifted his slender fingers to help her wipe away the tears, wondering in his heart, what happened to Linger?

Just like his life for more than ten years, Li Xiaoyao went downstairs to the kitchen to clean up all the dishes and chopsticks, and quickly cleaned the guest room, tables and chairs.Although he kept cleaning, his heart was always tight and he couldn't let go of anything.

"Wow, it's different after being married!" The Raksha hag came back from the market with a large basket of vegetables, Li Xiaoyao quickly took the heavy things from her hands and sent them to the kitchen.

"When did I not work hard?" Li Xiaoyao said lazily.

The Raksha hag thumped her shoulders and sat at the table, looking at the brand-new inn, she couldn't help admiring: "It's different when people come back, even the inn has become clean and beautiful, and it won't be long before there will be more guests. of."

Li Xiaoyao straddled the chair with one leg, lowered his head slightly and thought for a while, then turned around and squeezed into a chair with the Raksha hag.

"What are you doing, miss Kai old lady?" The Raksha hag looked at him puzzled.

"Beauty, what do you think girls are thinking?" Li Xiaoyao thought of Zhao Linger's moaning and crying in her sleep, and her heart became heavy.

"What's the matter?" Rakshasa hag poked him: "Is something wrong with Linger?"

Li Xiaoyao shook his head blankly: "I don't know, she didn't say anything, but I feel that she seems very sad."

"Ling'er, she loves you so much!" The Raksha hag straightened the chopsticks on the table: "You were slapped by Xiang Lan for no reason, Ling'er is so kind and innocent, of course she thinks it's her who let you suffer." This grievance still makes you caught in the middle and it’s not easy to be a human being." She raised her hand and nodded her head: "Little monkey head, although you are already a father, you are still only 20 years old. Man. Some things need not only to be seen with the eyes, but also to be thought with the brain and felt with the heart."

"Of course I know that." Li Xiaoyao nodded: "But... I always feel that Ling'er seems to be hiding something from me. It seems that she is sad not only because of this matter."

"Hey—" the Raksha hag roared, and a rag flew towards Li Xiaoyao from the air, and Li Xiaoyao grabbed it firmly without raising his head.

"Hey, my kung fu has improved a lot." The Raksha hag walked up to Li Xiaoyao and pushed him: "What are you thinking about, don't think so much. There are some things that the more you think about it, the more you don't understand, especially for women. Things. Even if you are already a husband and wife, you should give each other some time and space. Besides, how can a simple girl like Linger hide such a big thing from you? You don’t have to think about it so much, you can Don't ask her, don't put pressure on her, she will tell when the time is up. I have so much time to worry about it, go, and wash all the dishes in the kitchen." She ordered as usual With Li Xiaoyao as the waiter in the shop.

Li Xiaoyao stood up and responded, "Yes, boss, the little one will go right away~"

Inexplicable poisonous epidemic

More than a month later, under the careful management of Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Linger, the business of Yunlaiyunqu Inn is getting better and better.Although Yuhang is only a small town, it has rich products, beautiful scenery, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and simple folk customs. In addition, it is an important river fortress leading to the south of the Yangtze River, so there are naturally many merchants coming and going.Yun Lai Yun Qu is the largest inn in the town, plus the Raksha hag cooks good dishes, and Zhao Linger enthusiastically recommends dishes for everyone, and more and more guests come in every day.Li Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and glanced at the chatting and laughing guests, and he quickly handed the bowl of rice porridge in his hand to Zhao Linger.Zhao Ling'er clearly took the porridge and went upstairs to take care of Li Yiru.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyao was so busy, Xiaohu also came to help.But Xianglan and Xiulan still felt that the knot in their hearts was not untied, they had no way to face Li Xiaoyao, and they didn't want to see Zhao Linger and Li Xiaoyao together.So even though they knew that Yunlaiyun needed help to go to the inn, they didn't come.However, no one would have thought that a series of strange things would happen next in the harmonious Yuhang Town.

"How could this be?" Li Xiaoyao squatted down, checking Uncle Yang's condition.Uncle Yang was sleeping on the corner of the street in a state of embarrassment. There were very few people on the street. Ever since people in the town suffered from this strange disease one after another, everyone closed their doors and only went out when there were urgent matters.

Now three people have suffered from this disease. At the beginning, everyone didn't pay attention to it, thinking it was just an ordinary physical discomfort, and the doctor said it was nothing.When Uncle Yang went to get the medicine, the pharmacist He Daniu also said that he would be fine after taking two doses of the medicine, but it was just a common illness.

"But... Who knew it took only three days... I became like this... Now my son not only ignores me, but also kicks me out of the house." Uncle Yang said with sobs.His face was dry, with many red and swollen blisters, and his hands and feet were chapped and bloodshot.His clothes were torn, and he was lying here all day long. No one gave him food. It is said that this disease is contagious, so even though Uncle Yang treats everyone like a relative on weekdays, no one dares to approach him now.Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er were so busy in the inn before that they didn't have time to go out and have a look. These things were heard from Xiaohu.

"Brother Xiaoyao." Zhao Ling'er wanted to come forward to check, but Li Xiaoyao blocked him.

"Linger, don't come here." He didn't let Zhao Linger take a step closer.

"Brother Xiaoyao, let Ling'er take a look, maybe Ling'er can find a way." Seeing an old man become like this, Zhao Ling'er felt a faint distress in her heart.

Zhao Ling'er walked to Li Xiaoyao's side and looked at Uncle Yang with chapped skin and red blisters. She lightly twisted her ten fingers and recited the immortal formula to detoxify Uncle Yang.A series of light pink halos lingered around Uncle Yang, and everyone around him stopped in unison, watching from a place not far from them.

Spirit power slowly flowed out from Zhao Linger's fingertips, she closed her eyes, and concentrated all her energy.Li Xiaoyao stood beside Zhao Ling'er, guarding her vigilantly in case someone suddenly rushed up and disturbed her spellcasting.

"Wow……"

"How could this be?"

"Look, look, Uncle Yang's wound!" The people around them all sighed, staring at the changes in Uncle Yang's skin with wide eyes in surprise.

Uncle Yang's chapped wounds slowly healed under the healing of the immortal method, and slowly returned to normal.The red, swollen blisters on his face also disappeared, and his lips were no longer dry.

Uncle Yang felt the changes in his body, he raised his hand to caress his face, his mouth widened in joy.Zhao Ling'er opened her eyes and put away her spells.

"Ling'er, how are you?" Li Xiaoyao stepped forward and asked.

"Ling'er has cast a spell to dissolve the poison in Uncle Yang's body, and he is fine now." Ling'er felt a little tired.

"Then I'll take Uncle Yang home first, Linger, go back and rest quickly." Li Xiaoyao helped Uncle Yang who was sitting on the ground.

"God, god!" Aunt Shen next to her yelled and knelt on the ground: "Xiaoyao, please save my child!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.

"What?" Li Xiaoyao asked in surprise, "Has Xiaohui also contracted this disease?"

Zhao Linger helped Aunt Shen to get up, and comforted: "Don't worry, Aunt Shen, Linger will definitely try her best to help you."

Aunt Shen nodded her head in thanks: "Xiaoyao, Linger, if you can save my Xiaohui, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

"We are all folks and elders, you don't need to talk about this, Mrs. Shen," Zhao Linger said.

"Ling'er, I'll take Uncle Yang home first, and then immediately go to Aunt Shen's house to see how Xiaohui is doing." Li Xiaoyao said.

"En." Zhao Linger nodded.

After a while, the news that Zhao Ling'er was able to cast spells to save people quickly spread in Yuhang Town, and everyone crowded into Aunt Shen's house one after another, some out of curiosity, and some really asked for something.Xiaohui is a seven-year-old girl. She is lying on a small wicker chair.Her eyes were slightly closed, and in just two or three days, the illness tortured her unbearably.The pain all surfaced on her little face, which made people feel very distressed.Aunt Shen hugged her daughter regardless of the danger, and begged: "Miss Ling'er, you must cure my daughter, she is still so young, she can't be like this forever..." Her tears fell down.

"Aunt Shen, please get out of the way first." Li Xiaoyao motioned for Aunt Shen to step back: "Ling'er is my wife, she is from Yuhang Town, let her try, Xiaohui will be fine."

Aunt Shen brushed Xiaohui's hair and stepped back.Zhao Ling'er stepped forward to cast a spell, Li Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "Ling'er, if we can't hold on, we will have another