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    Silly white sweet genius doctor young man

    “Ghost, ghost?!”

    The medicine boy was startled, turned his head like a rattle, and said with trembling lips:

    “Where is it? Where is the ghost?? ”

    The man said to the medicine boy:

    “You guys come in first… hide for a while… and leave tomorrow.”

    It was extremely difficult for him to speak, but at least he was able to make his meaning clear. The medicine boy was so nervous when he saw his appearance that he couldn’t believe it for a moment.

    Lian Yueshu waited in the carriage for a long time. When the medicine boy didn’t come back, he opened the curtain and walked out.

    He heard it clearly in the car and immediately replied directly:

    “We’ll stay here for one night, please excuse me.”

    The man quickly said no, opened the door and urged them.

    The medicine boy and the driver were still a little scared. Luo Yingxiu frowned, but even though she didn’t want to, she still followed.

    After all, she has martial arts to defend herself. If this person really wants to do something bad, she can deal with him.

    The carriage could not enter the gate of his house, so the driver tied the horse on the side of the road and prepared some hay for it to put out so that it would not starve.

    The villagers call him Chen Er, who is only sixteen years old this year.

    When he first heard about his age, Lian Yueshu’s eyebrows jumped, while Yaotong was shocked.

    With his skeletal appearance and a few yellow hairs floating on his bald head, he could be regarded as a skinny old man.

    Chen Er’s family was not big, so they could only share one room. The four of them discussed how to squeeze in and just live next to each other.

    Lian Yueshu stared at the room in a daze for a while. Yaotong knew that he was thinking of Li Xin, so he leaned into his ear and said:

    “The girl in red may not come.”

    Lian Yueshu lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in silence.

    The only food at Chen Er’s house was sweet potatoes and corns. The medicine boy saw that he was pitiful and gave him more when he paid, which he thanked profusely.

    In the evening, he grabbed the only handful of old rice at home and cooked a pot of thin, clear and watery sweet potato porridge, which was barely enough for dinner.

    Luo Yingxiu took two sips and then said she couldn’t eat any more. Chen Er on the other end hurriedly pulled her bowl over and finished the drink in a hurry.

    After drinking, I even licked the bottom of the bowl clean.

    Seeing this, Luo Yingxiu felt a little uncomfortable, so she said she felt unwell, turned around and locked herself back in the room.

    Lian Yueshu stayed, observing his expression and asking him some questions about the village.

    From Chen Er’s mouth, I learned that Baishui Village was not like this before. Ever since the outdoor people came to the village two years ago, everything began to change.

    There were three people in that family, two boys, one girl, and a little baby. They looked like a family of three.

    The man was very handsome, and the woman was also extremely beautiful. Chen Er couldn’t describe it, so he compared it with the others in Lian Yueshu, saying that they were as beautiful as immortals, but that family was like the monsters in the storybook, able to enchant people’s souls.

    Apart from farming, the only entertainment activity for villagers like them was to listen to Liu Xiucai in the village tell these strange and strange things. Chen Er was young at the time and often listened to them, so he naturally remembered them.

    After hearing this, Lian Yueshu pondered for a moment and said:

    “What about that family next?”

    Chen Er’s face froze when he heard this, and he buried his head and refused to say any more.

    Lian Yueshu didn’t force himself, jokingly saying that he wanted to show him his palm. When he stretched out his craggy hands, Lian Yueshu seemed to have caught his pulse inadvertently.

    As soon as he took a pulse, he realized something was wrong.

    This shouldn’t be the pulse of a child.

    There is stagnation of blood and qi, dampness and heat, and particularly severe deficiency of essence.

    Looking at Chen Er, who had a weathered face but a pure look, he didn’t know what to say for a while as he read over the book.

    How could a sixteen-year-old child end up in such a state of exhaustion due to indulgence?

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