My Lady's Fairy

A gust of wind blew past the wind chimes hanging on the upper floor of Li's house, tinkling and ringing non-stop.

It was only then that Shen Yue began to look at this house, which was somewhat familiar to him, but also unfamiliar:

It seems that there are indeed people living here. Although there are wild flowers growing on the doorway, there are indeed traces of cleaning.

A few pieces of bamboo are hung under the wind chimes, and a few pieces of yellow paper are attached, exuding a faint medicinal smell.

It's just that it has rained heavily in the past few days, and the yellow paper looks crumpled and not beautiful.

The plaque of Li's mansion, which was originally so big that it could be carved in seal script, has long since disappeared, but it has been replaced by a signboard made of rough wood, with three big characters "Runmutang" written on it.

In the past ten years, this place has also changed its owner.

The white fox didn't move anymore, maybe its soul returned to the sky, maybe it was knocked out of its wits by Shen Yue's palm, and together with the six reincarnations, it couldn't enter.

But at this moment, he has no way to care.

The grief-stricken young man couldn't stop crying, and kept saying that "the old and the dead don't communicate with each other". Under the appearance, there is still a glimmer of hope in the face of a fragmented family.

Suddenly, there was a "creak", Shen Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly opened a door from the gatehouse.

Something in the hand of the person inside suddenly slipped down.

It fell to the ground with a loud noise.

"Third...young master." An old voice sounded.

A hunchbacked figure came out from behind the door.

His complexion is very pale, with many wrinkles on his face, he is wearing tattered clothes, but Shen Yue is somewhat familiar: these are the clothes of the servants of the Li family.

It's just that the corners are turned up with raw edges, and the patches have been sewn and sewn, and I don't know how many years they have been worn.

"Hey..." a long sigh.

The old man walked up to the corpse. The old man was so old that he had to use a lot of strength every time he moved.

He looked at the broken body of the fox extremely disgusted but complicatedly, finally picked it up lightly, and then placed it flat beside the corpse.

Afterwards, he straightened his clothes for the corpse that had been so decayed that no face could be seen.

As if he had finished what he should do in his life, he sat on the ground slumped.

A pair of cloudy eyes slowly moved to the two uninvited guests. He coughed and coughed up some black blood. He spit it on the ground casually, and said to Shen Yue in a hoarse voice: "Master Dao."

He looked at Shen Yue again, as if he understood something, and suddenly smiled: "Who am I, Shen Yue? Daoist Shen? The old man hid in the cellar ten years ago, and what he saw was Daoist Shen. Rivers of blood flowed from top to bottom of Li's house, it's so majestic."

Shen Yue's eyes were empty, and he seemed to have thought of something, and said with a cold face: "The evil servant and evil master of the Li family should be punished."

The old man smiled and said: "Naturally, it is only right and proper to kill people to pay for their lives, they poisoned so many people in the village, and they deserved their death, but why did Daoist Shen not let the third young master off?

Do you still want to condescend to Jianggui, not far away, to cut off the last single seedling of the Li family? "

The old man had no grudges or grudges in his eyes, and even felt relieved and relieved.

Shen Yue remained silent. The Li family had more than 130 servants. Ten years ago, in the First World War, all of them were killed or injured.

But he never thought that there would be fish that slipped through the net,

What's more, he didn't expect that the last bloodline would be severed in his own hands.

It's so funny that good fortune tricks people.

"Daoist Shen, you don't even know the third young master?" the old man said suddenly.

Shen Yue searched his memories, but he couldn't remember anything.He only knew that there were five sons under the members of the Li family, and the mastermind involved was Li Yuanwai himself, and the other was the eldest son, Li Jingming.

As for the third son...

Shen Yue shook his head.

The old man looked at the corpse beside him, his eyes softened.

"Third Young Master, good people are blessed, but Daoist Shen has never even seen him."

"I see that this corpse has been decomposing for at least three years, old man." Shen Yue asked tentatively.

He had smelled the stench of the corpse early in the morning, and he also knew that this corpse, which could not be seen at all, had not blinded his five senses with the white fox's magic.

Even a three-year-old child can see the mystery in him.

The old man raised his head, gave him a weak look, and nodded.

"If the old man is not wrong, the third son passed away four years ago." The old man said.

"Old man, Li's mansion has already become a story. Ten years have passed since the Li family, but what happened after that?" Shen Yue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

He has no enmity with the Li family. Ten years ago, upholding the so-called justice, he killed the whole family, and now he went to kill the only seedling of the Li family.

The old man stood up tremblingly, went into the room and took a bamboo mat, and covered the smelly corpse.

Then he said, "Master Daoist, come with me."

Shen Yue glanced at it, and was still leaning against the wall behind him. He didn't say a word for a long time, only caring about the weeping young master, sighed, and followed the old man into the house.

……

"What the Taoist priest wants to ask is about that fox." The old man sat down and looked at Shen Yue in the dark.

Shen Yue took a look at the furnishings in the room, except for a few dilapidated benches and an old chair, there was a small bed, simple and narrow.

He nodded and said softly: "This matter is very strange, old man Wanwang enlighten me."

The old man said: "Mr. Shen, I heard in the past that you have a close relationship with Lord Long and you are his closed disciple. Do you know that there are still people in the world who are disciples of the Yaozu?"

Shen Yue nodded: "Yue has traveled all over the world, and there are indeed a few people who worship monsters as their teachers and learn some low-level demon techniques."

The old man shook his head and said, "The Taoist priest knows that some people come to the gate of the demon clan not to learn witchcraft, but to learn medical skills?"

The old man coughed, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

……

The Li family has five sons, three of whom are named Li Jinghe.

24 years old, never married, never involved in the family business, for 24 years, completely living in the four corners of the Li family mansion.

Just because Li Jinghe was weak and sick, what he got was a terminal illness brought out from his mother's womb, it was called the imbalance of the three energizers, also known as the three yin's dead veins, and it was an incurable disease.

Although he was sick and troubled, Li Jinghe was much more optimistic than ordinary people. His elder brother liked to do business and plan, the second brother and the fourth brother were good at dancing and writing, and the fifth brother was famous for being a playboy.

But he specializes in the way of Qi and Huang, and suffers from the disease, which makes him empathize with the patient, according to his words.

"In this life, if you go through a life in the world, you will have no hope of longevity. If you save a few more people, you will have something to think about in your next life."

Although he is optimistic, he mentions the next life or the next life from time to time.

The servants in Li's residence all liked this unassuming young master very much, they were willing to talk to him, and if they had a headache, they would look to him.

He is intelligent by nature, and his minor illnesses and difficulties are cured by medicine.

All of a sudden, more people liked him.

Seeing him growing up was Uncle Zhong, an old servant of Li's mansion, who always nagged him, "Young Master, a lucky man has his own appearance, and he will surely turn bad luck into good luck, and live a long life."

Young people always smile, looking at the trees outside the window, sprouting new shoots, and the birds flying above make their nests, and life goes round and round, constantly flowing.

If there were no accidents, Li Jinghe's whole life would be spent in this Li residence reading medical books and acquainting with herbs, and then burning to the ground.

It wasn't until the age of 24 that things took a turn for the better.

Ten years ago, the Li family colluded with Taipingdao and made a big move in private, so the few young masters who had always been dandy and elegant were ordered to behave with their tails between their tails.

Even if you pretend, you have to pretend to be kind.

It was only then that Li Yuanwai remembered that in his deep house, there was such a gentle and gentle third son.

Thinking that his days are numbered, but he looks good, so he was allowed to leave the house to win people's hearts.

Because of this, Li Jinghe also got a chance, like a dragon entering the sea.

He went to the city to treat and consult the common people, because he held the heart of hanging the pot to help the world, and the consultation fees were extremely low.

If you meet a poor family, you don't even get a penny.

A year later, he opened his own small clinic in the west of the city. He named the clinic "Run Mu Tang", and the name of Li Xiao's miracle doctor gradually spread.

Li Jinghe knew that his time was short, so he devoted himself to treating people with acupuncture, but as he saw more patients, he felt more and more powerless.

There are too many diseases in this world, and he doesn't know how to cure them.

There are also too many medicines, which exist in famous mountains and rivers, and are difficult to obtain. Too many patients have lost their lives in vain because of the delay in the time of treatment due to medicines and medicinal techniques.

He watched as everyone knelt down and begged him to save their families.

But he was helpless.

There were more and more such things, no matter how he explained, the patients and their family members put on a look of sloppy rolling.

Finally, one day, he went from Li's Mansion to "Run Mutang" and arrived at the clinic.

When he saw the plaque, he didn't know who lifted it down.

Lying on the floor desolately, the people around seemed to be watching the excitement, and surrounded the clinic with water tight.

"quack."

"You can't cure your own illness, why do you want to heal others?"

Li Jinghe's brain suddenly buzzed loudly.He opened it without a word.

But for some reason, today's business is so deserted.

Not a single patient came to the door.

On that day, Li Jinghe closed the store and took the medicine basket to Fengyue Mountain, thirty miles away.

From the local chronicles, Li Jinghe once saw that on Fengyue Mountain, there were several 500-year-old elixir plants, which were born on cliffs, and the risk of picking them was extremely high.

But Li Jinghe has long put his own life and death out of the question.

He went into the mountain, several times, and passed by empty-handed.

until once.

His body had deteriorated rapidly. On this day, when he reached the mountain, suddenly, a fluffy ball rolled down from the top of the mountain, and with a "plop", it fell into the mountain stream beside him.

Regardless of his physical weakness, he couldn't help his curiosity, so he hurried into the water. Fortunately, the mountain stream was not deep, and it was clear to the bottom. He rescued the hairball into the water.

It turned out to be a snow-white fox.

It's just that for some reason, the fox seemed to be seriously injured and dying.

Li Jinghe took him back to his hut and took good care of him.

He was originally a rich man who was ignorant of the world, more or less innocent, he saved the fox, but he only had kind thoughts, but he didn't want to form a relationship with it.

Li Jinghe didn't have many friends since he was a child, but when he had a living being, he often whispered and chatted with him.

He was talking about his childhood past, envious of his elder brothers and younger brothers, who could play non-stop in the courtyard.

He was talking about how many people he met during the year he opened the clinic.

Said why he came up the mountain, and turned back several times.

……

The fox's wound healed quickly, and one day Li Jinghe woke up as usual.

But it was found that the white fox had disappeared, only one piece of animal skin and two or three herbs were left.

It was the hundred-year-old medicine that he couldn't ask for.

And what was recorded on the animal skins were some folk remedies that he had never heard of, and the medicines were unimaginable, far beyond human imagination.

Li Jinghe bowed to Fengyue Mountain three times, and immediately set off for Ganzhou City.

With these folk remedies and elixir, Li Jinghe helped many villagers again.

But at this moment, Li Jinghe's terminal illness finally broke out, and he immediately fell ill in the clinic, with his life hanging by a thread.

When Uncle Zhong rushed to the clinic from Li's house, he found that the villagers had already left.

Only Li Jinghe was left lying on the table. He wanted to call a doctor, but it would take half an hour to go to another medical center in the city.

Moreover, since the opening of "Run Mutang", the barefoot doctors in that medical clinic have long hated him to the bone.

Just when he was like an ant on a frying pan, a man dressed in white fox fur came from outside the medical center. He told Uncle Zhong that he was a wandering pharmacist who passed by here and heard about it. Come here for treatment.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pick up Li Jinghe and walked out of the medical hall.

……

"Six years later, when I saw the third son again, the catastrophe of the Li family was over, but he seemed to be a different person. He was in good health and soft-spoken, but I knew that he was no longer that third son." The old man said. He let out a long sigh.

"He practiced medicine in the city for a year and won applause from all the halls, but then he moved the sign of Runmutang to Lijiashan and lived in seclusion here.

Occasionally, someone inquired about his residence and asked him to give acupuncture to save lives, and he readily accepted it.

Nothing like the previous mishaps ever happened again. "

Shen Yue was silent, he looked behind him, the young man was standing by the door, his tears had stopped, he looked inside the door without saying a word, as if he had lost his soul.

Shen Yue said softly: "Old man, do you know the background of that white fox."

The old man said: "I once heard that the third young master said that the fox should be a spiritual creature born and raised in Fengyue Mountain. If I insist, it is not the same as what is said in the rumors."

Shen Yue nodded to the young man behind him and asked, "Old man, is the man in white similar to him?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, took a sized look at Li Lian'er, and finally shook his head.

"This matter has been going on for six years. I don't remember the face of the white-clothed man. It's just that he is not as beautiful as this young man. But since Daoist Shen is here,

There is indeed a strange thing in Li's mansion, can the Taoist priest help to check it out one or two. "

Shen Yue looked at the old man in front of him, there were a few crows and wings flapping outside the door, and when he turned his head, there was no movement at all.

The author has something to say:

The first chapter is taken from "Juan Er": Picking Juan Er is not enough to fill a basket.Sigh, I cherish people, and set them around.It can be regarded as Long Ling's secret miss.The second chapter is taken from "Cai Zhou": My heart is a rock, and I can't turn it around.It's..., hey, guess what!