Chapter 947 Try another way

When Zhan Yi saw Fengling's attitude, he hesitated to speak. In the end, he said nothing. The herbs were prepared and given to him for three days.

Luo Bi was still awake when Fengling returned, so she walked out of the bedroom softly, brewed herbs, and started making dinner.

Zhong Yan was also making dinner. Tong Yiting was sitting at the table and yelling for a drink of water. The pregnant woman was the oldest. Zhong Yan ran out of the kitchen after hearing the sound, poured a glass of warm water into her hand, turned around and ran back to the kitchen.

Luo Bi couldn't smell the smell of herbs, so she leaned against Fengling's arms and drank it in small sips. When she lay on the bed, the quilt smelled of herbs. After drinking it for two days, Luo Bi was still in low spirits. Fengling felt that this was not possible. Drinking the herbs still had no effect.

, you can’t be careless.

The crescent moon was in the sky and stars were twinkling all over the sky. Fengling looked out the window and said, "Tomorrow we will go to Shuiyue Bamboo Garden and let Zhan Yi give you a closer look."

Luo Bi hugged the quilt and moved lazily, not wanting to say anything. After a while, she said: "No, I'm not sick, I'm just frightened. I'll be fine if I get enough sleep."

"You've been sleeping for several days." Fengling shook her head, walked to the closet, took a quilt and put it on the bedside, letting Luo Bi lean on it: "We can't delay it any longer, we have to go to Shuiyue Bamboo Garden tomorrow.

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The man's attitude was unquestionable, but Luo Bi hesitated: "Actually, you don't need to drink medicinal herbs. You can try other methods."

Fengling tilted her head to look at her: "Let's talk and listen."

Luo Bi took a breath and didn't know where to start. After careful consideration of the words, she said half truthfully and half falsely: "I'm so scared that I lost my soul. Just use the method of calling the soul from the ancient earth period. Drinking medicinal herbs may not be effective."

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Feng Ling's pupils suddenly widened. This weird idea was so ridiculous that he couldn't help but become worried. He quickly sat on the bedside and took Luo Bi into his arms. He carefully observed Luo Bi's expression, but he couldn't see anything.

"What's wrong with you?" Fengling asked.

You see, interstellar humans in the future don’t believe in calling souls at all. Luo Bi sighed, and in order to convince Fengling, she had to move her parents’ family out: “I was frightened when I was a child and lost my energy. My father would take away the clothes I wore that day.

He took his clothes into the yard, drew a circle with a knife, and called my name."

Fengling's expression remained motionless as if listening to heavenly scriptures. Luo Bi's brain suddenly twitched and she said, "Just say something to my father, and I will say yes. Take a nap and things will get better slowly. If you don't believe me, you can ask my father or my mother."

She also called my soul once."

Finally, Luo Bi stared at the man's handsome face and added: "It's pretty cool."

Fengling was speechless for a moment. He had never heard of this method proposed by Luo Bi, and it was probably not very reliable. But Luo Bi had already moved his father-in-law's family out, so he always wanted to ask. Thinking of this, Fengling dialed Luo Hang

Got a communication.

When Luo Hang picked up the message, he was a little worried about his daughter: "Why are you so scared? She has been very courageous since she was a child."

Fengling's expression paused, and Luo Hang continued: "It works quite well. Tonight before Abi goes to bed, take a piece of her clothes, use a chopstick to make it in the yard, turn it three times to the left, and turn it three times to the right.

Okay, just three nights in a row."

Fengling felt bad all over. She hung up the phone and was silent for a long time. Then she brought a basin of warm water, threw a clean towel in and soaked it, wring it dry, and gently wiped Luo Bi's face and hands.

Fengling didn't say a word during this period. It was too strange for him to say anything about his soul. He needed time to accept it.

Luo Bi could imagine Fengling's tangled mood. She was obviously lacking in energy at the moment, but she still tilted her head to observe the man's expression. It had no other meaning, it was just a bad taste. No matter what time, her inner character could not be changed.
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