The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

   Chapter 582 [V437] The Forbidden Land of the Sang Family (two more)

  In the afternoon, it rained on Mingshan.

   The rain was not heavy or long, but the sun was shining brightly within half an hour.

  After the rain, the Mingshan Mountain has a hint of soil, with lush vegetation and beautiful bells.

   Yu Wan was basking in the sun in the yard with her little nephew who had hiccups in her arms. Little Treasure ran over, pulled Yu Wan's hand, waved her hand and pointed to the sky: "Mother, what is that?"

  Yu Wan glanced at the situation, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "It's a rainbow."

   "It's so beautiful!" said Xiaobao, tilting his head.

   "As beautiful as your mother!" Erbao came over and said cutely.

  Yu Wan was amused by him and couldn't help laughing.

   Xiaobao, who lost after speaking, glared at his brother resentfully, and went to find Dabao with a dark face.

   "I'm going too!" Erbao stalked after him.

  Yu Wan looked at her son who ran far away with a funny look, and then looked at her little nephew with a cute face in her arms, and said, "When you grow up, you can play with your brothers too."

   The little nephew spit out a milk bubble.

  The wet nurse came over and said to Yu Wan, "Madam, let me come, the young master is going to sleep."

This is the wet nurse that the head of Sikong asked the housekeeper to find. She has an innocent family background and is loyal. Yu Wan put the child in her hands with confidence. People worry.

  The wet nurse hugged the little boy down.

Yu Wan was sitting on a rattan chair, basking in the sun comfortably, she couldn't help stretching, and suddenly, a thought flashed in her mind: "Grandpa gave me a longevity formula, but I forgot to give it to Yan. Nine dynasties! Yan nine dynasties also practiced the longevity art, which should be useful to him..."

  Yu Wan said, stood up with the rattan chair, just took a step and paused, wondering, "The one who practiced the longevity art is the ghost king, and now he is no longer the ghost king, would he still be willing to practice?"

   In the clear blue sky, a flock of swallows flew by.

  Yu Wan touched her chin: "Don't worry, give it to him first!"

Yu Wan went back to her room and took out the longevity formula that was perfected by Sikong Ye from the drawer. She had heard Yan Jiuchao mention that the ghost clan's longevity formula was a broken copy, only at the sixth level. However, there are eight levels of the ninth level, because the grandfather himself has not practiced, so he has not yet commented, whether it can be practiced and how to practice, it is up to Yan Jiuchao to figure it out.

   "Huh? Where's Yan Jiuchao?" Yu Wan took the longevity formula and left the house, intending to look around. When she just passed the small garden, a familiar figure crossed the threshold and walked over.

   "Awan." Sikong Changfeng stopped her.

   Yu Wan's eyes flashed with surprise, and she greeted politely: "Are you awake? How are you feeling? Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

  Sikong Changfeng was recovering from a serious injury, and his face was still pale, but he shook his head and said indifferently: "I'm fine, I'm from..."

   He considered the title and said, "Young Master Yan thanked me. I heard from my father. If it wasn't for him this time, I might have caused irreversible consequences."

  Yu Wan thought he would say, "If it wasn't for him this time, I might be dead", but at this moment, he was not thinking of himself.

   This man, why can't he take care of himself more? How can he understand that no one is more important than his own life?

   "I was still too impulsive, I almost killed you all together." Sikong Changfeng said reproachfully.

   Yu Wan said with relief: "Don't mention the past. Besides, the situation was critical at the time. If you didn't do that, someone might have died at the hands of the Sang family's masters."

   Sikong Changfeng smiled bitterly, looked around and said, "By the way, why didn't you see Young Master Yan?"

   Yu Wan spread her hands: "I'm looking for him too."

   "Is this the secret of longevity?" Sikong Changfeng's gaze fell on the secret revealed by Yu Wan's hand spread.

  Yu Wan nodded: "Well, do you want to see it?"

   "No, I can't just look at something so important." Sikong Changfeng refused.

  Yu Wan handed the secret book forward: "Grandpa has already passed it to me, it's mine, I'll show it to you, it doesn't matter!"

  Sikong Changfeng lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I have practiced the longevity art, but...it didn't work."

That was many years ago. He raised Gu well. Ancestor Sikong was happy and taught him a few words of the longevity art. Unfortunately, he couldn't understand it, and his hard work was fruitless. At that time, the ancestor would I told him that the longevity formula also pays attention to fate. Although it is a spiritual method passed down by the Sikong family, it is not necessarily that the descendants of the Sikong family can practice it, and it is not necessarily that only the descendants of the Sikong family can practice it well.

   "Actually... Yan Jiuchao's longevity formula..." Yu Wan pursed her lips, and didn't say what she said later.

Sikong Changfeng smiled knowingly: "I know, it came from the ghost king, my father told me, but my father also said that the longevity formula can't be given just by giving it, the old ancestor also tried it. I have taught the descendants of the Sikong family skills, but no one can bear the longevity formula, so it is not that Young Master Yan got the longevity formula, but the longevity formula chose him."

Yu Wan rested her elbows on the back of her hands and pinched her chin: "It seems reasonable to say that, but he was poisoned since he was a child and his muscles and veins were eroded by toxins, which is different from ordinary people. The power of the ghost king."

   Sikong Changfeng smiled warmly: "So, there is a destiny in the dark, and it's not a blessing to lose a horse, isn't it?"

   Yu Wan nodded thoughtfully.

Yu Wan told Patriarch Sikong about the saintess, their identities, and the purpose of coming to Mingdu. This time, Patriarch Sikong did not hide anything from Sikong Changfeng. Since he talked about the situation of Yan Jiuchao, Sikong Changfeng remembered it. Another thing: "Father said, you are still short of Yaoyin, and I don't know how I can help you. Sikong's family has a lot of books, and I don't know if I can find some useful things. I'll take you to the library to look at it later. Look."

   "Thank you." Yu Wan said sincerely.

Sikong Changfeng came to thank him, but unexpectedly Yu Wan thanked him, Sikong Changfeng couldn't help laughing, and said, "Then... I won't bother you, Young Master Yan, thank him for me. ."

   "Eldest son." Yu Wan stopped him.

   "Huh?" Sikong Changfeng stopped and turned around.

  Yu Wan hesitated for a moment, then said, "You just talked to me, and you mentioned Patriarch Sikong several times. You...you care about him, right?"

  Do you care...is it important?

   He was not a son that his father liked from birth. No matter how good he was, in his father's heart, he always loved Sikong Yun the most.

   In Sikong's house, he was just a superfluous person.

   "I'll go first," he said.

Yu Wan watched him leave, and the bell had to be tied to the bell. For so many years, the father and son couldn't solve it in a day or two. Besides, the Patriarch Sikong really loved his eldest son too little, and he had never experienced Sikong Changfeng. What he has experienced is not qualified to ask him to let go and accept it.

   Of course, on the other hand, the Sang family is so sinister, they must not see Sikong Changfeng favored. The indifference of the Sikong family to him happened to be his life-saving charm.

  Yu Wan looked at the back of Sikong Changfeng leaving, curved her lips, and said, "There is indeed a destiny in the dark, how can Sai Weng lose his horse and know that it is not a blessing?"

  Yu Wan found out that Yan Jiuchao had gone down the mountain after a full circle of Chaoyang Hall.

   Until sunset, Yan Jiuchao returned to Chaoyang Hall, and with him were grandma, old Cuitou, Yuegou and Qingyan.

   The big stone in Yu Wan's heart fell, and she was afraid that this guy would become a ghost king again and get lost again.

   In fact, it was Grandma's group who got lost, not Yan Jiuchao who found them. They probably didn't know which caravan they followed to leave the Underworld.

   Yu Wan asked curiously, "Why did you get lost? Aren't you with the second grandma?"

  The second grandma is very familiar with Ming, and the second grandma is not a Lu idiot.

Qingyan said: "We met a few clan elders of the Lan clan on the way. Grandma Lan and Zi Yan were taken away by them. Don't worry, the clan elders didn't want to lock them up, they wanted to re-examine Lan Jiao and Uncle Qin back then. thing."

   "Enter the room and talk." Yu Wan led a few people into the packed room.

   On the way here, they had a general understanding of the situation of Mingshan, the relationship between Yu Wan and Sikong Patriarch, and the fact that Sikong's family was at stake. As for the restoration of memory, Yan Jiuchao didn't need to say it, everyone could guess it.

   After all, the ghost king will get lost!

  Yu Wan poured tea for a few people: "Drink some water first, I'm still worried about whether you have been captured by the Sang family for the past few days."

  Qingyan took a big gulp of tea, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "Don't say it, we really went to Sang's house!"

   Yu Wan was stunned: "You...going to Sang's house?"

   Qingyan's eyes flashed: "Cough, just that... accidentally passing by..."

  Yu Wan ruthlessly dismantled it and said, "You got lost and lost in the past!"

   From this point of view, it is considered light for Awei to get lost and get lost in the Mingshan Mountain, but these few... turned out to be lost in the Sang family!

  Qingyan cleared his throat: "I... we don't know about the Sang family. If we just walk around, we... go to the forbidden area of ​​the Sang family."

   Yu Wanxing's eyes widened: "You guys are still in the forbidden area of ​​Sang's house? Then how did you come out alive?!"

   "It doesn't matter anymore." Qingyan said, glanced at Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao, her expression suddenly solemn, "Do you know what Yuegou and I saw in the forbidden area of ​​Sang's house?"

   "What?" Yu Wan said.

   (end of this chapter)