Just as Dragon Boat Festival stared at the tall wooden house and was full of doubt, the door of the wooden house slowly opened. An old man wearing a colorful robe and complex silver jewelry walked out slowly with a crutch carved with ancient totems.

The Dragon Boat Festival speculates that this old man is probably Grandma Zuma as Huo Feng mentioned.

The Dragon Boat Festival was inevitably looking at it a few times, but I saw Grandma Zuma, full of silver wire, tied up with a wooden hairpin carved with a phoenix pattern.

A few strands of silver threads swayed lightly in the wind, adding a bit of vicissitudes to her.

Wearing a wide black and brown robe, the robe embroidered with complex totem patterns.

As she walked, the pattern shone brightly in the moonlight, and was woven from golden silk and silver thread.

A wide-edged brocade belt was tied around her waist, covered with various small ornaments, swaying gently with her pace, making a pleasant silver ringtone.

She had a cane made of willow trees in her hand, and she made a steady and rhythmic sound on the ground.

Huo Feng reminded at this time: "Captain Qi, this is Grandma Zuma."

When Dragon Boat Festival came to his senses, he quickly stepped forward a few steps, bowed respectfully, and said, "Grandma Zuma, the younger generation Qi Dabian has been polite. This time, it is really an urgent matter. I beg my grandma to help."

Grandma Zuma sighed slightly, not very happy, but she did not deliberately put on a stern face.

It gives people a feeling of helplessness.

She raised her hand gently, indicating that there was no need to be polite to the Dragon Boat Festival, and then said, "Child, I already know your purpose. I can't help you in this disaster."

The Dragon Boat Festival looked surprised and looked at the fire phoenix beside him.

Because he hadn't said what was going on, the other party refused. What was going on?

Seeing this, Huo Feng stepped forward respectfully and bowed: "Grandma Zuma, it's just that some people have been poisoned. If you can save them, you will have great merits!"

Grandma Zuma looked at Huofeng softly and smiled: "Silly child,"

He said 'silly child', then sighed again, looked at Dragon Boat Festival and said, "She likes you, you kid is too stubborn."

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The Dragon Boat Festival was speechless and thought to himself: Why did you talk about me again? Could it be that because I did not accept the Fire Phoenix, Grandma Zuma was unwilling to help?

So Dragon Boat Festival hurriedly said, "Grandma Zuma, I already have a wife."

Huo Feng also said: "Grandma Zuma, you don't have to worry about my affairs. Captain Qi and I are good friends now."

Grandma Zuma waved her hand and said, "It's not this."

Huo Feng said anxiously: "What the hell is that? Captain Qi saved our Phoenix City several times. Don't you also say, will Captain Qi be the guide to our Phoenix City? But now, what's wrong with you?"

Grandma Zuma looked up at the north and murmured: "Maybe this is a disaster."

Speaking of this, Grandma Zuma suddenly said seriously: "Child, I can go to save people, but you must promise grandma one thing: You will protect Phoenix City in the future. I will not ask you to keep the people in this city, but you must keep the roots of Phoenix City."

Although the Dragon Boat Festival is not clear about the meaning of Grandma Zuma's words, he immediately said: "I, Qi Dabing, promise that as long as I have a breath, I will protect Phoenix City and ask my grandma to help me."

As he said that, Dragon Boat Festival saluted Grandma Zuma again.

Grandma Zuma nodded, then signaled Huofeng and Dragon Boat Festival to lead the way.

The Dragon Boat Festival was very happy and hurriedly led the way in front.

Grandma Zuma and Huo Feng sat in the eight-person carriage of Huo Feng, while Dragon Boat Festival led the way in front.

On the way, Grandma Zuma gently stroked Huofeng's hand and said, "You silly child, kind-hearted. I have just reminded you that as long as you nod, I will have a way to let that kid marry you."

Huo Feng smiled and said, "Grandma, this forced melon is not sweet."

Grandma Zuma sneered: "Is this melon sweet or not? I will only know if it is turned down. That Qi Dabing is not his real name. There are many secrets on this child. However, he is a good child worth entrusting his life."

"grandmother!"

Huo Feng looked shy.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Huo Feng quickly changed the topic and said, "Grandma, you once told me that this catastrophe is far from over. I don't understand this, why is this happening?"

Grandma Zuma laughed and said, "Human hearts are not old, evil demons enter the orifices, and natural disasters come. Take Phoenix City as an example. Life is a strange intention, and this is the root of the disaster."

Huo Feng asked back: "Where is the Anti-Japanese Brigade? What about the people who are backed by Shantun?"

Grandma Zuma shook her head and said, "When the disaster comes, good people will suffer. Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I want to take a break and see what poison it is!"

"Well, grandma, please rest!"

Huofeng held grandma and let her head rest on her shoulders.

Huo Feng looked at Grandma Zuma's old silver hair, and felt a little sad. Grandma Zuma is old, and she should have enjoyed her old age. But she is still busy with the matter in Phoenix City.

There was nothing to say along the way, and since Huofeng and Grandma Zuma were sitting in sedan chairs, the speed was much slower. It took them more than 40 minutes before they arrived at the anti-Japanese brigade station.

At this time, many soldiers and people who were seriously poisoned had a very weak breath of life.

Military doctor Han Ling was so anxious that she was sweating all over her head. Although she was a doctor, she was powerless.

There was a busy and depressing scene in the hospital at the resident.

On the simple hospital bed, pale-faced soldiers and the people were lying.

Their breathing was weak and rapid, as if every breath was fighting against death.

The air was filled with a strong smell of medicine, but it could not hide the palpitations of despair.

Han Ling stood in the middle of the ward, holding a bottle of unopened medicine in her hands, but her eyes were filled with helplessness and self-blame.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down her cheeks, dripped onto the dusty ground, and disappeared in an instant.

She looked around and saw that every bed was filled with people. Some family members were sobbing in a low voice, while others were holding their relatives' hands tightly, with unwillingness and praying in their eyes.

"Why? Why am I so incompetent?"

Han Ling shouted in her heart, but she was helpless in the face of this sudden toxin.

She tried to make the antidote with various herbs, but every attempt ended in failure.

Those originally fresh lives disappeared little by little before her eyes, like candlelight swallowed by darkness, which made her heart very sad.

In a corner of the hospital, several nurses were busy changing bandages to clean up the rotten meat for the wounded who had their wounds beginning to ulcerate.
Chapter completed!