Yipinhong looked at Nan Baoyi, remained silent for a moment, and finally suppressed her temper: "This is the only way. If Ayan doesn't believe it, then I have no choice!"

Jiang Suihan looked left and right and carefully advised: "I also hope that Nan Xiaowu will wake up soon. Brother Xiao family, there is no other doctor in the world, he is better than the national teacher. If you don't believe him, who else can you believe? Since he said it is the only way, we have to try it no matter what..."

Xiao Yi held Nan Baoyi and didn't speak.

A little dark light flashed through the dark Danfeng's eyes, and he suddenly whispered: "No, there is another person whose medical skills are no worse than him... or even better than him."

Jiang Suihan was curious: "Who?"

Xiao Yi paused word by word: "The old Taoist priest from Jinguan City and Nan Jiaojiao's master."

When Jianmen Pass was rampant, the problem was solved entirely by the secret recipe left by the old Taoist priest.

He swept away the gloom and irritability that had been around for several days and laughed: "I am actually confused. I don't need to let Hua Tuo reborn, but I actually attracted those incompetent barefoot doctors!"

Jiang Suihan pursed her lips.

How do you feel like you are connotated?

Xiao Yi didn't care about dressing and shoes, so he hurried out to the hall: "Transfer my order and prepare for the convoy to return to Jinguan City immediately! Tianshu set out to sweep the snow immediately. I will arrive in the southwest within half a month!"

"Go back to Jinguan City..." Jiang Suihan sighed, "I haven't been back for many years, and I also want to take A Lou over and have a look. National Master, do you want to go with me?"

Poinsettia fiddled with the whisk, and his face was unpredictable.

The light and shadow of the inner hall were dim, and his facial features were shrouded in confusion. Jiang Suihan looked at him and somehow felt that he was like a colorful clay statue in the Taoist temple, which was inexplicably scary.

...

This time I returned to Jinguan City, the Nan family also followed the Shengdao.

Because the wind and snow melted, the more you walked southwest, the more smooth and open the official road was. I rushed to the starry night and actually arrived at Jinguan City during the Lantern Festival.

The carriage is spacious and warm.

Xiao Yi held Nan Baoyi and opened the curtains to look at the scenery outside the city.

Before the first month of the year came, there was white snow left between the mountains and rivers, and a few tender green buds quietly grew from the dead grass branches beside the official road.

It's the beginning of spring.

His cold expression finally became a little softer.

He looked at the little girl in his arms and whispered: "Nan Jiaojiao, we're home."

Nan Baorong and Song Shining packed their ancestral house early in the morning and went out of the city to greet them with joy.

When I returned to Nanfu lively, Nanguang was already crying. Looking around the familiar scenery of the mansion, I sighed: "It's better to go home. No matter how rich Chang'an is, it's better to be happy at home!"

After a little greeting, Nan Baorong looked towards the Wenyuan with scruples, pulled Nan Baozhu to the side, and whispered: "Your letter says that something happened to Jiaojiao... I heard that Jiaojiao also returned to Jinguan City this time, but I only saw the emperor's carriage, but I couldn't see Jiaojiao... What happened to her?"

Nan Baozhu has a hard time speaking.

She said, "It's a long story. When I settle down, I will talk to my sister in detail."

While everyone was busy packing their luggage, Xiao Yi was not idle.

He settled Nan Baoyi and broke into the guest room where Poinsettia lived alone: ​​"Which Taoist Priest is in now?"

The veins on the forehead of the poinsettia leaped straight, and he said angrily: "What 'Old Taoist Master'? That's your master!"

Xiao Yi had no expression on his face: "Take me to see him."

Poinsettia pinched his eyebrows.

This evil person is disobedient and unfilial, and he may not be well trained in this life.

He picked up the whisk as if he had accepted the situation: "Come with me."

One of them rode a horse and the other rode a green cow, heading straight towards Qingcheng Mountain.

The scenery of Qingcheng Mountain is still the same as yesterday.

Xiao Yi was impatient to see the old Taoist priest, but somehow, when he saw the large mulberry fields and farmland, his anxious heart was inexplicably calmed down.

Nan Jiaojiao was still young at that time, and they lived together on a farm near Qingcheng Mountain.

The little girl was so cute, but she imitated the appearance of a peasant woman, wore a flower turban and a sleeved trouser, revealing her two tender and white thin arms, and went to check out Mangtian as if she was in charge.

At that time, she wanted to marry Jiang Suihan.

When racing dragon boats on the Dragon Boat Festival, he was jealous, so he deliberately shook her off the dragon boat when she and Jiang Sui were cold and cold, but she didn't notice his intentions. She didn't know how her brother-in-law had a twisted and dark possessiveness towards her, and she continued to please him foolishly...

And he enjoyed the pleasing until he could not help himself.

He, Xiao Yi, is really not a good person.

Xiao Yi held the reins tightly and raised his head to stare at the distant peak of Qingcheng Mountain.

There was a faint expectation in Danfeng's eyes.

When the little girl woke up, he wanted to take her to Qingcheng Mountain again and take her on a dragon boat again, and talk to her all the secret thoughts she had never told her back then, and double the doting that she had not given her back then.

Xiao Yi bent his thin lips.

With a horse's belly he grabbed, Zhao Yeyu lion, who was sitting down, ran faster.

Yipinhong followed behind with the green bull, so anxious that she didn't look like a fairy-like man. She chased and scolded: "Damn bastard, can you not see the master riding a bull?! Can you run slower? Dog Xiao Daoyan, wait for the master!"

Let him urge the reins hard, but the green cow sat down and just mooed a long time, still wandering in the fields.

Xiao Yi rushed to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

He tied his mount to the tree, looked up at the bluestone steps leading to Laojun Pavilion on the top of the mountain, and stepped on it without hesitation.

Nan Jiaojiao was alone and climbed to Laojun Pavilion at night to pray for him.

He knew she was doing a show on purpose, but whenever he thought of it, his heart was still hot.

Now, he is willing to put down his emperor's arrogance for Nan Jiaojiao, come to the tens of millions of steps, and ask for the Taoist priests he looked down upon in the past.

It was the Spring Festival that the people were reunited at home. Qingcheng Mountain was deserted and no one went into the mountain to pray for blessings. The pine and cypress were lush on both sides of the steps, and there was some tiny snow piled up under the trees. He walked along the way, thinking about the scene of going down the mountain with Nan Jiaojiao.

At that time, she was walking in front of her with an orange lantern.

But in his heart, the flames of the lanterns could not beat her, and her figure was the only light all over the mountains and fields. In his eyes, it was really like a galaxy.

"Nan Jiaojiao..."

He murmured the name of his beloved person and looked up at the Taoist temple directly in front of him.

Laojun Pavilion is magnificent and magnificent, and incense candles are inserted into the three-legged copper tripod in front of the view, and several Taoist children are playing and playing.

He bowed slightly to Laojun Pavilion and walked straight inside.

The Taoist priest in charge of Laojun Pavilion heard Xiao Yi tell him the purpose of his visit and said honestly: "Master has been transformed before the New Year, you are late."

Xiao Yi's face was instantly gloomy: "What did you say?!"

The Taoist priest was shocked.

He took two steps back tremblingly, remembering something, and asked as if he had caught a life-saving straw, "You, are your surname Xiao?"

"How do you know?"

"That's it!" The Taoist priest immediately smiled, "Before the master passed away, he said that a donor surnamed Xiao would come to him. He specially prepared something and asked me to hand it over to you."

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Chapter completed!