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[003] The art of life therapy

The second day.

When Ren Xiu'er, who was secretly climbing the mountain, revisited the old place, she saw a "little hungry monster".

"You won't hunt yourself?" the little girl asked curiously.

"I...is still young!"

Yan Xiaoyi chewed a small piece of bread brought by the little girl a few times, swallowed it into her stomach, and then looked at her pitifully, hoping that there would be a few more breads to fill her stomach.

"This is left over from breakfast, and there is no more." The little girl felt sad when she remembered the situation at home, "After eating this meal, I don't know what to do tomorrow!"

"What's wrong?"

"My father suffered a disaster..." The little girl who was worried about no one complained, poured out the depression in her heart. Finally, she said, "It would be great if I were a man. Hunting, chopping wood, and even a forkfish could be sold for a few cents, and at least she could supplement her household income."

"It's a pity that you are not."

"Little King, can you help me?" Now, it was the other way around. The little girl looked at the "King Yan, who should have great powers" in her mind with expectant eyes.

"Help you? Oh..." Yan Xiaoyi frowned and thought about the time he had asked for a cup of tea, and said uncertainly, "I just learned a spell. I don't know if it can play a role in your father's injury."

[Military General Technique·Life Healing], which can restore the physical strength of civil servants and generals in the game, but whether it can be helpful to Ren Xiuer's father's broken leg, Yan Xiaoyi really dares not guarantee that he can't try it in advance.

First, because there is no ready-made "broken leg test piece" for testing; second, because he has no wasted mana.

Previously, when he focused on the "physical strength, skill" on the virtual "attribute panel", he saw more detailed information - [physical strength 20/20, reply 1/day], [technical strength 20/20, reply 1/day].

Physical strength and skill can only be restored by 1 point a day, and the [Fate Rape] used once is 17 points. If he tried [Fate Rape] first, even if it worked, he would have to wait 14 days before using Ren Xiu'er's father.

"Is it a very powerful witchcraft?" The little girl blinked and continued to look at Yan Xiaoyi with expectant eyes.

In modern times, witches are mostly associated with words such as Miaojiang, Nanyang, and insects, which are mysterious and terrifying. However, during the Han Dynasty, although witches were mysterious, they were spread throughout people's lives.

During the Han Dynasty, "there were witches on the streets and alleys, and there were blessings in the neighborhoods." In the minds of people at that time, witches had the ability to communicate with gods and people, representing that gods brought blessings to the world, eliminate disasters, and protecting people.

In the palace in Luoyang City, there were "witch officials" such as the God-Shouling Alchemist and Wood and Grass Attendant on duty, and were on duty (a commercial area in the city), in the inner area (a general residential area), in the house (a guest house), there were witches, divines, and prayers who were in the city were managing and making money. Some witches even left their own business and learned classics and became Confucians. For example, Gao Feng, a hermit in the Eastern Han Dynasty, studied classics when he was young, and his family was engaged in agriculture. However, when the prefect summoned him to be an official, Gao Feng said that he was the witch family.

Sacrifices, funerals, praying for wind and rain, talismans that cure diseases, and witchcraft that harms people are inseparable from the figure of the witchcraft, and the witchcraft who also led the group to organize peasant uprisings. For example, Zhang Xiu, who was in Hanzhong at the end of the Han Dynasty. "Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Lingdi Ji" says: "In the first year of Zhongping (184), Zhang Xiu, the witch of Ba County, rebelled and attacked the county." Liu Ai said: "At that time, Zhang Xiu, a witch, was cured, hired five dou of rice, and was called the Five Dou of Rice Teacher."

In short, in short, regardless of whether these witchcraft and witchcraft are really capable or whether they use other means to deceive the public, the word "witch" is still very important in the hearts of ordinary people.

"That's right." In order to increase his confidence in himself and the little girl, Yan Xiaoyi had to say this.

"Okay, let's go down the mountain now and sneak into my house. When you arrive, you can perform your witchcraft." The little girl clenched her fists and arranged this way.

"Why do you want to sneak into the village?" Yan Xiaoyi really didn't understand why he had to sneak into doing good deeds.

"Uh, you don't know, my parents are afraid of you now." The little girl told me about what happened at home yesterday, and even said that his father Ren Ang had not missed the establishment of the "Yan Ace" at home.

Only then did Yan Xiaoyi understand the reason for the activation of the "faith system".

"What about you, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Not afraid, you don't look like a bad guy!"

I'm sorry, are you sending a good person card?!

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The two went down the mountain. Perhaps they were just about to catch up with the busy farming and the children were studying in the school, they successfully "sneaky" into Ren Xiu'er's house.

The Ren family's house was the most common layout of "one house, two houses, each with a house" in the Han Dynasty. That is, one main hall, two inner rooms, with doors outside and households inside.

The whole house is rectangular, with two bungalows in front and back. The gate is on the right side of the front house, passing through the room and entering the small courtyard in the middle. The left side of the courtyard is a circle of low walls, which the little girl said is "风". The most common combination of toilets and pigpens in the Han Dynasty. On the right side is a side house with a slope top, which seems to be a kitchen.

The back part of the yard is the main room, and the room is divided into two parts: the front and back parts by "separating the mountain", making it a hall and a room.

Ren Xiu'er's father was resting and recuperating alone in the bed in the back room, and his mother seemed to have gone out.

"Who?" Ren Ang from the inner room asked when Ren Xiuer pushed open the door of the main room.

"Ahon, it's me." Ren Xiu'er answered and asked again, "Where is my mother?"

"Go out." Although Ren Ang answered, he didn't say what his wife was going to do, and said, "Girls, don't run wildly."

Ren Xiu'er responded casually and waved her hand behind her.

Yan Xiaoyi rushed in quietly. When he looked at it, he saw several tablets standing on the sacrificial table placed next to the "cross the mountain" on one side of the main hall - "The position of the seventh generation ancestor of the Ren family", "The position of the god of Tai Yi" and "The position of the Yan king of Baihu Mountain".

It felt really strange to look at his own tablet. Before Yan Xiaoyi could sigh, he was pulled over by Ren Xiuer.

Bypassing the "cross the mountain", I saw the bed in the inner room collapsed, and a man lying with his clothes, with his back facing the two of them.

Needless to say, this is Ren Xiuer's father Ren Ang. So, without saying a word, the illusory "attribute interface" was opened in the little girl's eyes.

"Use [Military General Techniques·Life-Healing Techniques]."

Then the two saw a ball of light, drunken and slightly bright, first formed on Yan Xiaoyi's fingertips, and then jumped into the sky three feet above Ren Ang's head. Then, like a plum blossom, mercury suddenly broke, forming a waterfall, swaying and falling on Ren Ang's body.

"Ahhhhh!" A sudden burst of pain and itch came from his legs. Even Ren Ang, who could be called strong on weekdays, could not resist it. He shouted, and at the same time curled up and rolled back and forth on the bed.

"Aweng! What's wrong with you?!" The little girl was startled and hurriedly ran over, helping her sweaty father in a hurry.

"It hurts so much!!" Ren Ang wailed.

The little girl looked at it and felt very distressed. When she broke her legs, her father didn't say a word and smiled to comfort the mother and mother. Now she was yelling in pain. How painful it should be!

"Little monster!!" Ren Xiu'er suddenly came to her senses, remembered the culprit, and glared at Yan Xiaoyi angrily, "What's going on? Is your witchcraft good?"

Yan Xiaoyi suddenly laughed. The little girl was furious and waved her fist to hit him, but saw the "hapless little monster" pointing to her father.

The little girl turned around and saw that her father seemed to be in pain even more. She stomped her legs and collapsed on the bed, and finally jumped off the collapse.

The little girl was so distressed that she burst into tears. She was about to blame Yan Xiaoyi for a few more words, but when she looked at her father's legs that were so painful that she jumped, she was suddenly stunned. Then she was overjoyed and jumped over and grabbed her father's arm tightly, shaking and shouting: "Aweng, Aweng, your legs are well!"

As Ren Xiuer's words came to an end, Ren Ang felt the pain and itchy feeling swept away. He tried to shake his legs, stepped on the ground, and stomped his feet. He felt that he had never been so good. His legs were even more flexible and stronger than before he was injured.

"Haha, I'm fine, okay! Hahaha!" Ren Ang laughed happily, and Xiu'er on the side was also accompanying him, crying and laughing.

The depression and boredom in her heart were gone. As long as her father got better, the Ren family's difficulties would naturally disappear. Ren Xiu'er no longer had the helplessness to be forced to get married.

It was not until the two of them slowly calmed down that the little girl remembered to thank Yan Xiaoyi, but turned to search for him but disappeared.

"Little monster? Little king?" He shouted a few words, no one answered, and Ren Xiu'er muttered, "Is it because he has returned to the mountain?"

At this moment, when the neighbors who heard the noise pushed the door and saw Ren Ang's intact legs, they were extremely surprised and asked. Ren Ang, who was also confused, did not understand what was happening to him. However, in the extremely itchy memory just now, there was a white and tender child smiling happily at him.

Contacting Ren Ang, who had a vague answer in his heart, asked Ren Xiuer, "Is it that King Yan?"

"It's him." Unable to resist the repeated inquiries from everyone, the little girl finally gave her a briefing.

When Ren Xiuer explained to her neighbors who was the "King of Yan", Ren Ang and his wife, Song, who was so excited that they burst into tears, bowed to the tablet of "The King of Yan in Baihu Mountain", with great tribute and great devotion.

Linzeli is very lively today, and what happened in the Ren family quickly spread throughout the world.

Ren Ang's injured leg healed in one day. It was magical, but it happened in reality. Many people stepped into the Ren family's door to confirm the matter, and even Li Zheng and Wu Zhu from Linzeli came.

When everyone saw Ren Ang, who was originally ill in bed, was really steadily walking like a flying person, everyone had different thoughts.

Li Zheng Du Zhong walked with a frown, while Wu Zhu was a little dazed when walking, not knowing what he was thinking.

Others, some people who are close to the Ren family on weekdays, laughed loudly and congratulated each other.

Some people who have never dealt with the Ren family have muttered "lucky" in their hearts, but they dare not be disrespectful to the powerful "King Yan".

Nowadays, the power of ghosts and gods is not something that ordinary people can say. Although "King Yan", a young monster who just left the cave, only showed his ability to save people, no one dared to underestimate "it". No one dared to go up the mountain to disturb "it" because of the curiosity in his heart. The most common thing people in Linzeli did was that after returning home, they also learned from the Ren family to erect the tablets of "King Yan" and worshipped them respectfully.

After all, there are many people in Linze who make a living by fishing and hunting, and they will inevitably be bumpy. If they really suffer from a disaster like Ren Ang, will "King Yan" help you with the extra money for his sacrificing sacrifice?
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