The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

"Thank you, sir!"

When Miao Su asked Liang Yan agreeing to treat his mother, there was a hint of joy on his face, and he hurriedly reached out to wipe away the tears, and turned to lead the way.

Liang Yan followed Miao Su, and soon saw an elegant small courtyard with a vermilion attic in the courtyard, and several maids and housekeepers stood outside the door of the attic.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a wide nose and square face was pushing the door and coming out of the attic. Next to him was a hunched-back, white-robed old man who was almost old.

This middle-aged man was indeed Taichang Temple Qing, Miao Yue, a member of the third rank of the imperial court.

At this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, with a deep worry on his face, and he had another conversation with the white-robed old man beside him, but his sadness did not diminish in the slightest.

"father!"

Miao Su asked, his eyes were already red. She usually has a strong temperament. Even if she was scolded by her father for secretly learning martial arts, she never said a word. She had never cried like this before. It was just a matter of her mother's life, and finally let this arrogant girl soften. Down.

Miao Yue raised his head and glanced at her, nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Liang Yan next to him again, showing some doubts, and asked: "If I remember correctly, this should be the new accountant from the house, right? ? I don't know why?"

Liang Yan arched his hands and said: "Tang has learned a little medicine before and has some unique secret recipes. I heard that your lady is in a ill health, so I came here to take a look."

Miao Yue nodded and said, "It's hard for you to have this heart. It's just that my wife is in a weird condition. Many famous doctors and national players can't help it. Please come back."

Liang Yan knew that even though Miao Yue spoke politely, he still didn't trust his medical skills, not to mention that there was a doctor next to him, and he obviously didn't want to save this person's face.

He wanted to say something more, but when Miao Su asked stepped forward, he said softly: "Father, let your husband go and take a look. Mr. He has great magical powers, and he might be able to cure his mother's condition."

"Naughty!"

Miao Yue scolded, and said angrily: "You don't want to learn to be a female red needle and thread at home, and then sneak out to mess around by yourself. I haven't taught you yet, you have the confidence?"

Miao Su asked when he saw his father get angry, but he didn't take a step back, his face was stubborn, and he still said: "Father, you have hired those famous doctors, but I haven't seen my mother cured, why don't you let Mr. Tang try?"

"you!"

Miao Yue's face was already gloomy, and at this moment, he was blue with anger by Miao Su's question, and he shouted angrily: "Really... Niu! I am angry, and I am angry!"

The white-robed old man next to him saw that the father-daughter needlepoints were arguing with Maimang, and felt boring, so he arched his hands and said, "Master Miao, Mrs. Noble's condition is really weird. Please forgive Lu for being helpless, sick and dead. It's the normal state of human beings. If you ask Master Miao to look a little bit away, Lu will leave first!"

He didn't wait for Miao Yue to ask to stay, he brushed his sleeves, and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Liang Yan, quite disdainful.

Liang Yan naturally wouldn’t be frustrated with a 60-year-old doctor. He also understands the truth that walking with him is an enemy since ancient times, but he came here to prove something, not to steal his job or ruin his reputation. A grievance?

Miao Su asked when he saw his father’s antique temper, he suddenly softened his voice and said softly, “Father, have you forgotten the moon cakes my mother made for you this year? Just a few days ago, when you I also said I want to eat it for a lifetime..."

Today was the cold dew. Seven days ago it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. After hearing what his daughter said, Miao Yue suddenly remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the family was still harmonious and Meimei. I did not expect such a huge change in just seven days. !

Thinking of his beloved wife's past, Miao Yue couldn't help but feel softened. A trace of sorrow appeared on his face. He waved his hand and said very tiredly:

"It's up to you!"

Miao Suwen smiled with joy and hurriedly pulled up Liang Yan, and said respectfully: "If you have been so much time, please let me see and treat my mother soon!"

As she spoke, someone had already carried a pair of silver needles and a medicine box. Liang Yan had to pretend to take it, and then turned around and said: "When I go in for treatment, outsiders are not allowed to disturb me."

"Mr. Don't worry! Suwen stood by the door." Miao Suwen said solemnly.

Liang Yan nodded and walked directly into the vermilion attic, then closed the door with his backhand, and left the silver needle and medicine box aside.

There is a big bed in the middle of the attic. On the bed lies a middle-aged beautiful woman who is about 35 or 6 years old, with clouded heads and fair skin, but her lips are black, and her hands and nails are also dark in color.

These are just the sights in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Liang Yan’s eyes, you can clearly see that a black air is circling above the head of this middle-aged beautiful woman, and is in the eyes of Liang Yan. Shuttle back and forth among them.

"Sure enough!"

The light blue brilliance in Liang Yan's eyes flashed by, and he suddenly said: "This Miao family lady is not suffering from some strange disease, but was hurt by evil methods!"

He walked to the bed~www.ltnovel.com~ and pressed one hand on the top of the beautiful woman's head, a sense of spirit came out, and he got a general idea of ​​the person's meridians.

"Please spirituality?" Liang Yan said to himself.

This "please spirit technique" is a low-level spell, which belongs to the side door and does not belong to the four major unifications. The caster can control the spiritual sense of some low-level spirits, let them be used for their own use, and help themselves defend against enemies.

Liang Yan's right index finger lightly tapped, and there was a blue spiritual power injected into the beautiful woman's eyebrows, the corners of the beautiful woman's lips moved slightly, and her face suddenly twisted.

A puff of black air writhed between her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, sometimes piercing in, sometimes piercing out, as if she was disturbed by something, and she was struggling constantly.

Liang Yan's eyes condensed, and he scratched with one hand, the beautiful woman's mouth opened immediately, and a dark thing burst out of her mouth!

This thing was grasped by Liang Yan's probing hand, and he saw a small six-inch snake, black all over, with some leaf-like patterns on the snake's body. The mouth of the snake was wide open, hissing at him.

"It turned out to be a black leaf snake spirit!"

Liang Yan smiled slightly, exerted a little force in his hand, and a blue spiritual force penetrated into the belly of the black snake, and then his figure shook, and the whole person disappeared in the room.

Just as Liang Yan punched his spiritual power into the belly of the black snake, a room in the Miao Mansion suddenly uttered a scream!

A handsome middle-aged man in white clothes was covering his abdomen with his hands at the moment, leaving two bright red blood stains at the corners of his mouth!

"No! There are still masters in this Miao Mansion!"

The middle-aged man sweated on his forehead, and he almost jumped out of the room without even thinking about it. He turned over the high wall and was about to pat the horse and walk away. However, he saw a handsome scholar in a Tsing Yi Confucian robe standing on the roof, smiling and groaning. Staring at myself...