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Miao Xiaoqing's eyebrows moved at the moment when the dagger stabbed out of hunger. Suddenly, a ray of strange light appeared in his eyes. However, this expression disappeared in an instant and returned to its original appearance.

The dagger stopped at the moment when it touched Miao Xiaoqing's clothes, then stopped for two seconds, and then the figure disappeared from the room.

The next second, the man has appeared in Hongjie's room.

Seeing the man, Hongjie jumped up from the bed, her lips moved, but there was no sound.

The black cloth on the man's face was taken down, revealing a familiar face. It was not others, but Huang Yimao.

"She..." Hongjie is eager to talk but stops.

"Still." Huang Yimao said.

Hongjie let out a long breath.

The next day, Miao Xiaoqing's Zhang Luo was discharged from the hospital, saying: "since all of them said it was ok, there was no matter. I was still hungry and suffocated people to death."

Hongjie wins Huang Yimao's opinion, and Huang Yimao nods to agree.

After discharge, Hongjie invited Miao Xiaoqing and Huang Yimao to dinner.

Between the banquet, Miao Xiaoqing is still plain white blue and white clothes, a pair of embroidered shoes and shoes, and restored the appearance of Qingli Keren.

Miao Xiaoqing knelt down and kowtowed to Huang Yimao and said, "elder brother is my second life-saving benefactor. If you can use my place, please tell me to go through fire and water, and you can't refuse."

Huang Yimao looked at Miao Xiaoqing with a smile on his face and asked, "according to what you said, there is still the first Savior."

Miao Xiaoqing nodded and said, "you are right. It's just that the man who saved my life left when I was sixteen

After Miao Xiaoqing finished, he took out a small antique bottle from his arms, put it on the table, and said, "this bottle is what he gave me. If I had no his medicine, I would not have survived."

Huang Yimao looked at the small bottle, and the muscles in the corner of his eyes twitched for a moment, because the bottle is absolutely not a common product, and it must have some origin.

"Xiaoqing, you still have such a legendary experience." Hongjie looks at Miao Xiaoqing with envy.

Miao Xiaoqing has a bitter face. Said: "where people envy, if you can start over again, I would rather not."

"Tell me." Red sister said.

"I was weak and sick from childhood..." Miao Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly become blurred, and one hand unconsciously counts beads.

Miao Xiaoqing from the body weak and sickly, all year round are looking at the medicine.

Her mother died when she was three years old. At the age of ten, her father ran away alone because she was unable to see her doctor.

Miao Xiaoqing clearly remembers that day when his father left, it was snowing heavily.

She was curled up in the corner, covered with a quilt, shivering and speechless.

There is no fire in the room. It's about the same temperature outside.

In front of her was two hundred yuan, and her father had all the money in the family.

She knew that her father did not love her, but had no way.

All the relatives have borrowed it. She had a very good home drag on the face.

Tears from the eyes, unknowingly.

Looking at the empty house, the fear surged up like the night and let her cover her head with a quilt.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from the door. Although it was very light, the squeak on the snow could be heard very clearly.

Father, she must have stopped crying.

Father did not give up her, at that moment, she felt very happy.

The door opened, and the one who came in was not his father, but an old man with crane hair and childlike face, who was looking at her with a smile.

"Who are you?" Asked Miao Xiaoqing.

"You hit with evil, so kill mother, father away, but if you can survive, the future is limitless.

I have some connections with you. I came here to take you with me today. " Lao Dao looks at Miao Xiaoqing with a soft voice.

Miao Xiaoqing had no choice, so she left the village where she had lived for more than ten years on that snowy night and disappeared.

"Your disease was cured by that old Taoist Red sister asked in surprise.

Miao Xiaoqing nodded and said, "the Taoist priest didn't tell me his name before he died. He just said that I still had a disaster. He would be satisfied to send some paper money to his grave after I had passed through."

Red sister listen to TUT surprise, Huang Yimao is still expressionless.

For this kind of words is true or false, but also to the strength of the place to see, can understand.

Now, it's too early to listen to her one-sided words.

"Hongjie, I want to go to his grave to worship tomorrow. I can't come back for a few days." Miao Xiaoqing and Hongjie ask for leave.

"Well, we'll go with you. I'd like to see such an expert." Huang Yimao, who has not spoken for a long time, suddenly said."Brother, what you said is true." Miao Xiaoqing's eyes brightened.

Huang Yimao nods.

Hongjie also smiles brightly, said: "that's settled, let's go to worship that expert."

The next day, Huang Yimao drives, Hongjie and Miao Xiaoqing take the bus, and the three go straight to the Wulong mountain Miao Xiaoqing said.

Wulong mountain is in the southwest of Dongjiang city. It is more than 500 kilometers, not close.

Huang Yimao drove for more than five hours and finally arrived at a town near Wulong mountain in the afternoon.

It was already afternoon, so I couldn't go up the mountain directly. I found a hotel in the town and stayed there. I got up early the next morning and bought some things. Then I drove up the mountain.

Along the way, Miao Xiaoqing was filled with emotion. She said that she had never come back after looking for you to leave. She couldn't recognize the change.

When she left, Wulong mountain was still a barren mountain, but now it has become a tourist area, with people coming and going very busy.

A few people drove the car to the middle of the mountain, they could not go any more, they could only walk with things.

From the main road down, along a rugged mountain road like the north, and went out more than three miles, only vaguely saw a few dilapidated houses.

Miao Xiaoqing stopped and looked around. His eyes were moist. He pointed to the house in the distance and said, "this is it. Laodao's tomb is next to it."

Hongjie is sweating profusely. A burst of women's unique flavor comes from time to time. Huang Yimao frowns.

Miao Xiaoqing is also out of breath, but still insist.

After walking for about 30 minutes, I finally got to the front of the house. I felt a lot of vicissitudes, which made me feel sour.

Looking up, there is a plaque on the dilapidated gatehouse with three decolorized regular script, Chaoyang temple.

A gust of wind blowing, around a person more than high weeds clattered sound, people can not help but a burst of cold.