Chapter 722： The situation is too optimistic

In fact, Gu Nuo'er slept very peacefully.

In the dream, she came to the scene like an ink painting again.

Grandpa Tiandao is still fishing in Dugu.

The fishing line fell into the water, and the ripples never dissipated. It was as quiet as if it had never changed.

The old man looked back and saw behind Gu Nuo'er's little hand.

A small look of wrongdoing on his face.

"Grandpa Tiandao, I'm sorry, I let that bad snake hurt mortals, and I'm cleaning up the mess."

The old man just stroked his beard and smiled.

"Son, you did nothing wrong. That's the order of fate."

"order?"

Gu Nuoer was puzzled.

She originally wanted to cure the flood, but she found a chaotic snake in the water.

The snake was driven away, but the poison it left behind harmed the people who lived downstream by the water.

It's time for the epidemic.

However, Grandpa Tiandao didn't mean to blame her.

He smiled and said, "You have saved countless lives."

Gu Nuo'er blinked: "When?"

Father Tiandao did not smile.

Gu Nuo'er knew the mission of her birth.

She wanted to stop her father from killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Could it be that this is saving the common people?

The little guy tilted his head in thought.

At this time, Grandpa Tiandao smiled and said, "Good boy, go back. After a while, you will go to a place you have never been to, where you will understand what I just said."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her dark eyes: "Where is it!"

But Grandpa Tiandao did not answer.

As soon as he waved the fishing rod, the little guy woke up.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Master Hou is not good! A lot of people died!"

Gu Nuoer woke up suddenly and sat up from the bed.

Ye Siming was sitting on the couch with his clothes on.

Hearing this, he immediately got up holding the sword.

He didn't forget to look back and touch Gu Nuo'er's hair.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take a look. If you want to come, put on your clothes and don't catch a cold."

After all, he hurriedly opened the door.

Gu Nuo'er blinked and was about to lift the quilt and go to the ground.

Beside him, a figure moved on the bamboo couch.

She turned her eyes and was surprised for a while: "Brother monk?"

Kongjue sat on the bamboo couch all night.

He didn't sleep much, for fear that Ye Siming would climb into the bed and lie beside his sister.

But he took strict precautions, and found that the young man just sat in his clothes all night, motionless.

At this moment, Kongjue's two groups of Wu Qing also heard what the officials hurriedly recited just now.

He got up and patted the cassock: "Sister, I'll follow along and have a look, don't worry."

Before leaving, he instructed again: "Remember to cover your mouth and nose with a handkerchief."

The empty sleep also went out.

Gu Nuo'er quickly dressed herself.

When he pushed the door to leave, he found that it was just dawn.

But the sky was dusk and it was raining a little.

The rain was summoned by her, and it will probably stop completely tonight.

The cold wind blew away from the front, bringing freezing people to the bone.

Gu Nuo'er wrapped her fox fur tightly, and walked quickly towards the place where there was a lot of people.

Arrived nearby, chaos.

Some cried and called their mother, and some screamed and fainted.

The village, which was finally in order, became a mass of ants on a hot pot overnight.

Ye Siming stood aside with a cold face, someone was holding an umbrella for him, and he was listening to Zhang Yushi's report.

"Now that no one has come, the situation is too optimistic. These sick people can't wait!"

Ye Siming called Qin Song to come over: "Take my token and go to the city to invite the prince!"