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As a result, Feng Xiaoxiao dragged Fang Zhoushu to his home, which was a quiet little village located at the foot of the Feiquan mountain.

The sudden arrival of an outsider in this small village naturally caused huge waves. Feng Feiyun's parents were a hundred times unwilling to accept this, but Feng Xiaoxiao was determined to save Fang Zhisu, so no matter how her parents tried to persuade him, he didn't care.

In the end, she got tired of talking about it. Feng Xiaoxiao decided to let Fang Zhisu live in a small house built on the fields. After three meals a day, her parents finally let her go.

"You have to behave yourself! Rest assured, I will definitely find a way to treat you! "

Feng Xiaoxiao had already tidied up the book, and her hair was cut short. Her face was also washed, and she had changed into a clean set of clothes. Even though she was dressed in coarse linen clothes, it was still difficult to hide the book's peerless elegance.

With the medical skills he had learned from his several years of experience as a doctor, Feng Xiaoxiao quickly dealt with the injury on the back of the book's head. He also determined that it was because of the heavy blow to the back of the head that caused the brain to clot and suppress the nerves in the brain that led to the idiocy.

"Sigh, how can I heal you?"

Outside the wooden house was a pond full of weeping willow grass and flowers. The gentle breeze brought with it the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of trees. Fang Zhushu just stared blankly at the pond while Feng Xiaoxiao stared blankly at Fang Zhisu.

If only he could look at him this way for the rest of his life!

Feng Xiaoxiao thought to herself, for a moment, she forgot where she was.

"Small, small!"

Feng Zhen walked over with a wooden box in his hand. Looking at Little Qiao, he couldn't help but feel infuriated.

"You little girl!" What do you want me to say to you? You big girl, guarding this fool all day, aren't you afraid of your fellow villagers gossiping! Do you want to get married in the future!? "

"Aiya, Father!" Don't you know that Master often talks about the heart of a doctor's parents? It was not safe for him to be left alone in the wilderness. What if the wild wolves took him away? It's fine if I don't meet him, but if I do, I can't just stand by and watch him die! "

Feng Xiaoxiao took the wooden box from Feng Zhen and opened it. Inside was a large bowl of white rice with meat and vegetables. It was fragrant and glistening, filling one's appetite with just looking at it.

"Mother's cooking is getting better and better! Little fool, hurry up and eat! "

Feng Xiaoxiao happily placed the dishes in front of Fang Zishu and washed his hands. Only then did she allow him to begin eating.

"I say, what are you going to do? I can't just keep watching over him like this, can I? But that's also not a problem! "

This precious daughter of his was usually docile and kind, but if it was something he was sure of, then even nine oxen wouldn't be able to pull it back. Feng Zhen had already given up on trying to convince his daughter, and started to think of a way to solve the problem instead.

"Dad, with my strength, I can't cure the little fool. There should be blood clots in his brain, and only by removing them and restoring the vitality of his brain will he be able to recover!"

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Fang Zhisu earnestly as he ate. No matter how he looked at it, he looked as if he was wolfing down his food.

"Then what should we do?"

Feng Zhen was also worried, "Shall we invite the old mister over to take a look? Or should I send him out of the mountains to the hospital? We don't have those advanced equipment here, and you're also at a half-assed standard, you can't possibly stay so stiff, right? "

"Then what do we do?"

Feng Zhen was also worried, "Why don't you invite your master over, or go down the mountain to the big hospital? We don't have any advanced equipment here, and in terms of technology, you're just a weakling. You can't just keep on wasting time, right? "

"Mm …" "That's true too …"

He felt ashamed to mention his medical skills. But Master in the county hospital, the mountain road rough, back and forth take too long to delay the disease how to do?

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the prescription book helplessly, and her mind was frantically searching for the knowledge taught by her master.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she excitedly shouted, "There's a way, there's a way!"

Feng Zhen was startled by her question and quickly asked.

"I've read it from my master's book. The method is simple and effective. There are spirit veins under the hot spring that can nourish the human body, allowing the little fool to lie flat in the hot spring. With the aid of medicinal herbs, it can dissolve the blood clots and heal the meridians. "

"Is it going to work?" Feng Zhen dubiously picked up the recipe book and walked towards the hot spring behind the mountain.

In the hot spring of the Feiquan mountain col, the book seemed to be asleep with a faint smile on its face. Looking at him, Feng Feiyun felt as if his heart was melting.

As she scattered the medicinal herbs, she suddenly realized that she was missing something, so she turned around and quickly left.

In the silence of the col, only the light cracking sounds of the hot springs could be heard.

In front of the abandoned children's temple.

"The old gramps is talking about here, right? There really is a temple for children! "

The cop looked around excitedly: "Little book! "Little book!"

The policeman shouted loudly, but did not receive any response. There was no one here, was the old tutor's guess reliable?

Along the way, he got tired of the mountain. The policeman curled his lips and sat on a rock in front of the temple to rest. This sitting unexpectedly allowed him to discover some clues.

"Someone just came by!"

He leaned over and carefully observed the ground, secretly glad that there were no signs of human habitation here.

"The blood clot has clearly been cleaned up, why isn't it done yet? "Why don't we take him to the county hospital? It's not like we can't stay like this forever." Seeing this, Feng Zhen became flustered and suggested.

"Because his body is missing something!"

The young man walked out of the forest with a smile on his face, causing Feng Zhen and Xiao Xiao to jump in fright.

"Who are you!?" What are you trying to do! "

Feng Xiaoxiao immediately picked up a wooden stick and placed it in front of Fang Zhoushu, glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey. She laughed as she looked at the note: "This guy's luck is not shallow, he has beauties accompanying him wherever he goes, it really makes one envious and jealous."

"You know him?"

"More than recognition! This fellow is really worrisome. Just as I separated from him, he was ambushed. "

Seeing the grief-stricken looks on their faces, the two of them were stunned. The police were secretly delighted. Usually it was Fang Zishu who was the one to teach him a lesson, but now that the situation had turned for the better, he finally found a chance to coerce him after taking a few photos!

"Then what was his name and how did he get ambushed?"

"The second young master of the Fang Clan, Fang Zishu, has wanted to kill so many people. It's not surprising that he was ambushed today."

As he spoke, he took out some strange looking iron rods from his backpack and inserted them around the hot spring.

"Since so many people want to harm him, how do I know if you are one of them?"

Feng Xiaoxiao's unrelenting manner made the young man laugh.

"Hey!" I say, silly girl, you have really taken a fancy to this brat! "If I wanted to harm him, I would have done so already. I've already been squatting here for half a day, let's see what you guys want to do."

When the iron bar was finished, the cop sat on the side, breathing heavily as if he had just used up all his energy.

Feng Zhen asked in surprise, "This, this is a formation?"

"Yo, not bad, big brother. You can see at a glance!"

The officer could not help but sigh, "That's right, this is a Spirit Gathering Formation. My brother's life is bitter, and his life is lacking. Those people injured his vitality and even stole the important things in his hands.

"What's a Spirit Gathering Formation?"

"Hehe, curiosity killed the cat!"

The cop grinned and stood up. "I'm about to start. Stay away from me and don't disturb me."

"You!"

Feng Xiaoxiao was so angry that her face turned red, but luckily, Feng Zhen was still pulling on her.

The note rubbed against the head of the prescription book a few times. He held a sharp dagger in his hand and gently cut his finger. Fresh blood dyed the bead in the recipe book's hand.

"Spring of Sweet Dew, purging evil spirits, spreading the branches of the trees, dispersing the sorrow in the air. I shall cast the spell to cleanse and cleanse this place, gather!"

After he chanted the incantation, the iron sticks surrounding him immediately began to emit a faint light, like a river returning to the sea, they converged onto the bead, and then passed through the bead and entered Fang Zishu's body!

Under the efforts of the police, Fang Zhisu finally woke up. He was no longer a fool, but his soul was no longer there.

After sitting on the green rock for several days, no matter who went there, no one said a word. Their eyes were dead silent and their entire person was lifeless.

Feng Xiaoxiao saw this and became anxious, but she could only secretly wipe away her tears. She looked at Fang Zhushu's back and sighed from afar.

"He's still unwilling to give up on that child's temple!"

The man clenched his teeth, intending to tell Fang Zhoushu what he knew. He just didn't know if Fang Zhoushu would be able to handle it if he encountered such a situation again.

"Zi Shu, I have some news from the temple, do you want to hear it or not?"

The note stared at the prescription book, and the latter's dead eyes began to recover some of its splendor. After a long time, it spoke in a hoarse voice, "Is the latest news reliable?"

"I don't know if it's believable or not, but your Fang Clan's Patriarch told me."

The young man was greatly shocked. He looked at the note with a puzzled expression, and the note began to laugh mischievously, telling him everything that had happened as if it was popcorn.

As for the spiritual energy gathering method, it was obtained from the temple that day.

It turned out that on that day in the Fang Clan ancestral land, when the note had endured the torment, it had felt its mental defenses dissipating. However, it had also begun to grow blurry, and could vaguely see a white-robed old man playing chess in the ancestral land.

The notes understood chess. The script had taught him the recipe, and now that the old man was playing chess, it just so happened that he had taught him the recipe.

The old man was surprised, and the old man was surprised. The old man said that the chess piece was taught by a book, and when the old man mentioned that the chess piece was a magic item, as well as the matter of finding a heaven defying temple to change one's fate, the old man informed the old man of that Spirit Gathering method.

The next day, the cops rushed over without stopping.

"What about the temple?"

Fang Zishu did not ask who the white-robed old man was. He only wanted to know what was going on with the temple!

The policeman shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You really have been bedeviled! I've been wondering if I should tell you about the temple. I'm not sure, after all. I'm afraid if you don't get anything by then, you're crazy. "

Hearing that, Fang Zishu looked into the distance, and after a long time, he sighed and said faintly, "In our line of work, it's said that defying the heavens' will to change one's fate, ah, defying the heavens'. How could it be that simple … "You can tell me. In any case, we will leave tomorrow."

The cop was not a procrastinator, so he just nodded and told her everything.