After another five or six days, I spent so peacefully and peacefully. It was not until the seventh night that the dim lights set off the quietness and mystery of the night. The old hunter walked in with a tall and straight figure, walked into the house with a smile on his face, and said to Zheng Lanyu: "Congratulations, girl, today I was out of trouble!"

Zheng Lanyu nodded gratefully, paused for a moment, adjusted her mood, and said in a calm voice: "Thank you, uncle!". The old hunter nodded, smiled kindly, and walked away.

After taking the medicine these days, Zheng Lanyu's body has improved day by day, and her heart is getting more and more comfortable every day. Unlike the previous few days, she always feels like a worm biting a fire. That night, she drank another bowl of porridge made from Polygonatum and Lingji, and she felt even more comfortable.

Seeing that this family was so kind to her, Yang Dazhuang was even more considerate and careful to her and meticulously, he was so grateful that Zheng Lanyu couldn't even say thank you. The sign of maturity was not that he could tell the big truth; but that you began to understand the small things around you. Zheng Lanyu seemed to have some enlightenment.

Zheng Lanyu's illness was cured very quickly and his cultivation improved a lot. Within half a month of recovery, when he was just able to walk around, the old woman suddenly went out to collect herbs by herself. For some reason, she fell from the cliff. When Yang Dazhuang went to Yiyang City to buy oil, salt, vegetables and rice, and when she rescued her, she had already damaged her meridians and had too much bleeding, and she seemed to be out of salvation.

Not only were the old hunter and his son very sad and anxious, but Zheng Lanyu was also in a state of great emotion. His hands tightened slightly, and his heart felt like he was stabbed by a needle, and a sharp pain flashed through him.

Thinking of the life-saving grace of this family, thinking of the old lady who is so old, she still does not avoid filth and is waiting for her day and night. Now she is just getting up and before she can repay her great kindness, she can't die when she watches the old lady? Zheng Lanyu looked sad and felt empty. The sad feeling seemed to be as if the whole world was dark. A person was sad and sad, and tears continued to stop.

But the blessings come unparalleled, and misfortunes never come at once. When the old woman was in danger, the old hunter and his wife were in love with each other, with a sad face and a sad expression. She smoked for a while, then stood up suddenly and told Yang Dazhuang to serve the old woman well at home. She took off her weapons and left the cave alone.

Zheng Lanyu was extremely moved to see all this and thought that it must be an old hunter, who wanted to find some spiritual medicine that could bring back the dead and save his wife's life. Yang Dazhuang looked up at the old hunter who was leaving, and then looked at his mother silently. Some stories will not be left except memories; some helplessness will not be able to say anything except silence; some things will not be understood except yourself.

After the old hunter left, Yang Dazhuang and Zheng Lanyu were also staying in front of the old lady's shop and serving with all their heart. They all hoped that the old hunter would go out and find the spiritual medicine and fairy grass back. Zheng Lanyu was so anxious that she knelt down on the ground, learning from the old lady to pray to the gods and Buddhas to make a wish that the good people could not stop. She would never guess where life would be, give you a hurdle, nor would she expect it to give you a hurdle at which stage it would give you. She only hoped to overcome this hurdle and cherish this hurdle.

The old woman looked at Zheng Lanyu with a weak look in a hurry and couldn't help but smile, called Zheng Lanyu in front of her, looked at her lovingly, and said softly: "Girl, it would be great if you can do this! If I had someone like you...ah!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Dazhuang, looking reluctant, and sighed deeply. Yang Dazhuang looked at his mother silently, holding his fists tightly, his body trembled, and his expression was sad.

Zheng Lanyu was worried, her expression was even a little dazed, and her already beautiful face was now more sad and beautiful. She still felt the deep meaning of the old lady's words. Until it was dark and the old hunter had not returned, Yang Dazhuang and the old lady began to get anxious.

The old lady seemed to feel something bad was about to happen, and she kept urging Yang Dazhuang to take a look. Yang Dazhuang was worried about leaving and was in a dilemma.

When the old lady saw that Yang Dazhuang was not leaving, she was really anxious and scolded: "An unfilial son! Do you only care about your mother but not your father? If you don't leave, I will hit you to death!" She said this firmly, but after she finished speaking, she felt unsure.

Yang Dazhuang didn't say anything. Such silence made Zheng Lanyu gradually uneasy. Seeing that the old lady was really angry, she advised Yang Dazhuang and said, "Brother, just go there. Your mother is my mother, and I will serve her wholeheartedly." Zheng Lanyu was sad and sad. During this period, she was haggard. These scenes made Zheng Lanyu's heart cut and she had more tears. While she was moved, she no longer regarded herself as an outsider.

Yang Dazhuang's eyes were filled with tears of pain, and even more bitter and sadness. He then said a few times: "Mom is very careful. I'll go to Dad now and come back soon." His voice was sad, so he took the weapon and walked out.

As soon as Yang Dazhuang left, the old lady called Zheng Lanyu to the bed, with a happy look on her face and said excitedly: "Good daughter, did you really want to call me a mother just now?"

When Zheng Lanyu heard this, she couldn't help but feel moved, bit her lip, and suddenly remembered that the old lady's words had a deep meaning. She was deeply grateful to others, and the old lady was sick again. In a hurry, Zheng Lanyu began to be emotional. It was originally an unintentional word, but she didn't know how to answer, so she had to lower her head and look at the ground.

The old lady sighed, and understood Zheng Lanyu's intentions. She turned her head and stopped talking. Zheng Lanyu squeezed out a sweet smile and tried her best to speak in a relaxed tone: "My daughter would like to worship her beside the knees of the mother and mother, as the daughter of the moth."

After hearing this, the old lady opened her dim eyes and looked at Zheng Lanyu without saying a word. Zheng Lanyu calmed down and kept comforting her, asking the old lady why she was like this. The old lady just sighed but didn't say anything.

Zheng Lanyu was anxious, and suddenly heard the door creaking. When he looked at it, his heart tightened. What was coming to his face was the coldness of three feet of ice! Yang Dazhuang ran in with blood on his back. When Zheng Lanyu saw the old hunter clearly, he was even more shocked. He saw the old hunter, and several parts of his head and body were injured by hidden weapons.

Seeing all this, the old lady looked calm, as if she had expected this incident, sighed, as if she had noticed something, her pupils shrank, and she said to Yang Dazhuang: "He is almost dead, right?"

Yang Dazhuang nodded slightly with tears in his eyes. The old lady suddenly smiled miserably and said, "This is good, it's still clean, it's just because he doesn't know my heart."

Zheng Lanyu was busy putting the wounded part on the elderly hunter first, and the old lady said tremblingly: "There are wounded medicines we have in the small hole on the wall. I will apply the wounded part on my son first. He and I can't live with each other today. It should be a close. Those who come will always come, and those who should leave will leave after all. I can't force it, and I won't force it to stay."

Zheng Lanyu looked at the elderly hunter who was seriously injured and lay on the bed without even saying a word. She looked at Yang Dazhuang's body covered in blood, lowered her head and said nothing, then saw that the old lady was in her life, and said something strange.

Zheng Lanyu was at a loss for a moment. In addition to being seriously injured, these three benefactors were still alive. She didn't know which end was better to be busy with. After hearing what the old lady said, Zheng Lanyu went to treat Yang Dazhuang's injuries first.

At this time, Yang Dazhuangye knelt in front of the old lady. When he saw Zheng Lanyu coming to apply medicine to him, he stopped him with his hands and asked Zheng Lanyu to treat the old hunter.

The old lady suddenly sternly said, "I want you to get rid of the injury first, and then find the man and let me see you again."

After these words, Zheng Lanyu looked at Yang Dazhuang nervously. He didn't move, his eyes were as deep as the sea, making people unable to guess his thoughts at all.

Yang Dazhuang said after a long time, "Mom, I've invited him just now, but he refused to come and would rather die outside. Because my father was seriously injured with him, he had to carry him in first. I'll invite him later, don't worry!"

After saying that, Zheng Lanyu wrapped his wounds, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and walked out. Not long after, he carried an elderly man dressed in a dress and got a dart on his chest. Although he was not dead, he was still dying.

Zheng Lanyu was really shocked this time. She stared at all this blankly, and her eyes felt like it was about to pop out. What was going on? She was breathing heavily and she was shocked more. Her eyes couldn't help but circumvent the old lady, the old Taoist, and the old hunter. What is the relationship between the three of them?

The old Taoist was angry and reluctant to come in at first, but when he saw that the old lady and the old hunter were in their lives, his face suddenly changed. He opened his illuminated eyes and roared: "Sigh, I was wrong! Everything was wrong! Why is this trouble again!"

After saying that, he broke free from Yang Dazhuang's hand, rushed to the bed, holding the old lady with one hand and the old hunter with the other, and said, "It's all my fault, I have harmed you both. Now it's like this and cannot be saved. Please forgive me."

The Taoist voice fell, and the old woman and the old hunter's expression changed a little. The old hunter silently, and his eyes were already looking forward.

The old lady looked at the Taoist slowly, sighed, and said sadly: "This matter was made true. You just want to take revenge and hate us all the time. It was not your fault, but you shouldn't have harmed your son! He is your biological flesh and blood. You have forced the boss and I to become fake couples for decades. Now that I am about to die, you don't believe me?"

The old hunter looked bitter and helpless. The Taoist looked at the old woman in disbelief and looked at Yang Dazhuang again. Yang Dazhuang suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the Taoist in disbelief, and looked at the old hunter again, a little dazed.

The old lady was gasping for breath, then turned her head, her face suddenly calmed down, her sharp eyes fixed on the Taoist man, and she suddenly shouted: "Go and see! Is his chest the same as you?"

A word was like a bolt from the blue, exploding into the ear of the Taoist man. His tone was cold, but every word was like a heavy slap in the face!

After a long time, the talent was shocked, and then he roared wildly, and the divine power that came from somewhere suddenly pounced beside Yang Dazhuang.

With his eyes full of brilliance, he reached out to pull Yang Dazhuang's chest, and then tore off a large piece. Looking at Yang Dazhuang's chest, the Taoist first made a sign, and then laughed. Yang Dazhuang looked down at his chest, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

The Taoist tore his chest out of his clothes again. Zheng Lanyu blinked his black eyes and saw that there was one on both of them, a blue oblong birthmark-like pattern. Zheng Lanyu looked carefully and found that it was a black turtle.

Yang Dazhuang looked up and was stunned. He looked at the Taoist chest in shock. There was also a black tortoise pattern exactly like himself.

The Taoist's eyes burst into tears, and he took a pack of elixir from his body, handed it to Yang Dazhuang, pointed at Zheng Lanyu and said, "Son, please ask your wife to get you water and adjust it. Fortunately, I still have one hand, otherwise you will not be able to survive."

The Taoist words made Zheng Lanyu stunned at first, then immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his heartbeat that had just stopped recovered.

However, after the Taoist said that, he turned around and asked the old lady sternly: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

His face was as gloomy as water, and a sharp anger burst out from him, making everyone around him see that he was very angry, holding his breath and not daring to breathe. The entire cave was quiet. Weirdly quiet. Zheng Lanyu was completely confused and looked at all this stupidly.

The key point of this chapter: The sign of maturity is not that you can tell big truths; it is that you start to understand the small things around you.
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