The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

Chapter 1786: Help purify the curse

She coughed lightly, got off Gong Yulanzhi, licked her mouth, tilted her head and asked, "The smell of immortal dew and spirit-building fruit is in her mouth. Have you fed me these things?"

"Um."

"The smell of building spirits is more fragrant than before." Duanmu Yawang's eyes were shining, and asked: "Anything else?"

"Have."

Gong Yulan was helpless, rubbed her head, and whispered, "I'll give it to you later."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded obediently, remembering what they had just said, scanning the crowd, and couldn't help asking: "You just said I was euthanized? What happened? And why was I cursed?"

Fang Zhu said: "I know more comprehensively, let me talk to Miss Duanmu in detail."

"Okay, work."

So, Fang Zhushang started talking about Duanmu Yawang’s drowsiness, talking about Mr. Xian and a master, and talking about her weak breathing, and finally the four pillars were broken, as if the barrier was destroyed and Gong Yulan stopped them. Wait for someone to show up and eliminate the curse spirit for her until she wakes up.

Duanmuya's heart sank, "So, I was not punished to participate in the memorial ceremony, but was punished and euthanized?"

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya looked at her face and sneered.

She originally planned to participate in the memorial ceremony and escape after entering the memorial door.

Unexpectedly, those people would not give her a chance at all!

Just let her euthanize her unconsciously!

She worked so hard during the exile ceremony, and she still didn't give her any chance of life. It was absolutely horrible!

However, I have to say that the curse of exile really exists!

Thinking about this, she thought of the memorial ceremony and looked at Fang Zhu: "If I slept the night before, and now it's the sky, the memorial ceremony should begin. You won't go to the exile ceremony?"

"No."

Fang Zhushang looked at Gong Yulanzhi deeply, and said something about the Brahma Sutra to Duanmu Yawang.

Duanmu Ya squinted her eyes: "In other words, the Tianzhu is ruined. If someone can purify the curse spirit for you, exile street will be free from then on?"

"Yes."

As long as the mention of freedom, Fang Zhu could not hide his excitement. He thumped and knelt down, "Miss Duanmu, please help to plead with Lord Gongyu, purify the curse spirit for us, and return me to exile all the people on the street. , Live a worry-free life!"

"Master Fang, you get up first."

High above the previous master, Duanmu Yawang couldn't bear it.

"Let him kneel."

Gong Yulanzhi spoke at this moment, his eyes calmly looked at Fang Zhu, and when his palm moved, a scroll-like thing appeared. With his fingertips, the scroll moved to Fang Zhu's front.

Fang Zhu: "This is..."

Gong Yulan stopped speaking, and glanced at the Sanskrit Sutra again.

The Brahma Sutra comprehended, pouted, and unwillingly handed a bottle of Xianlu to Fang Zhu, saying: "Take it well and follow the instructions on the scroll. As long as you have a certain ability to understand, you should know. What to do."

It's not easy to collect such a large bottle of Xianlu!

"Yes."

Admiral Fang Xianlu also took it.

The Brahma Sutra again said: "Our master hurt your people, but if there is no accident, there is no death. You should follow the above instructions. After you finish, let our master take care of everything. You don’t need to do the rest. If you intervene again, our master is here, and you don’t have to worry about problems when the memorial ceremony is not held on time."

"good."

The host didn't look at the content of the scroll, and hurriedly left to work with things.

The manager didn't dare to disturb him, but Fang Ruoxing saw the appearance of the manager and said worriedly: "Steward, you should go and bandage and heal it, your head hurt is not light."

"Eh, good."

The manager listened and couldn't help but glanced in the direction of Gong Yulanzhi and Duanmu Yawang, and asked Fang Ruoxing, "Miss, are you going back to the room?"

"Back."

Fang Ruoxing is not ignorant. She has never seen Gong Yulan. The two of them have almost never left Bi Chi. One of the hands is holding each other, so they know that they have not seen each other for a while, and there must be something to tell. She is embarrassed to stay here to hinder others.

Nodded and said: "The manager, you take a rest, just order the next person to arrange breakfast, and I will take a break when I return to the room."

After finishing speaking, let the subordinate carry himself back.

Xiao Wuzheng said to Ye Nongying: "Let's go out too."

When Ye Nongying listened to it, she realized that Xiao Wu was holding her shoulders.

She hurriedly earned twice and walked out of his arms, her face was not very ugly and said: "I know, you go first."

"Walk together."

"You care about me, I want to say something to Yawang."

"Don't hinder others." Xiao Wuzheng's eyes were deep, "You can speak whenever you want."

"you…"

Xiao Wuzheng didn't give her a chance to say more. He grabbed her by one wrist and pulled her out of the house. No matter how hard she struggled and screamed, it was useless.

As soon as they left, the door of the room slammed and closed automatically.

"elder sister."

Huo Fei yelled obediently before holding the little white deer.

Duanmu Ya looked at the low voice of the youth, froze for a moment, looked up, and couldn't help but smile: "Fei Fei, you have grown up like this."

"Um."

Huo Blushing and nodding, "I went to sleep twice in the past few days, and then..."

"Come here." Duanmu Yawang waved at him with a smile.

Huo Fei walked over obediently.

Duanmu Yawang stretched out her hand, squeezed his face, and said, "The skin is still very slippery and soft, not rough at all."

When I said, I couldn't put it down a few times, and I didn't want to let it go.

"Snapped!"

Gong Yulan lightly patted the back of her hand, patted her hand down, her thin lips pressed tightly.

Duanmuya blinked.

Gong Yulan didn't look at her by pursing her lips.

Duanmu Yawang felt amused. Seeing Xiao Bailu hanging on Huo Fei, she raised her eyebrows: "You don't have long legs yourself?"

"I'm long, so I just don't love to walk by myself?" Little Bailu sticks out his tongue and hugs Huo Fei's neck.

"Um."

Huo Fei's ears and neck were slightly drunk.

"You are ashamed, you look at the height of other Fei Fei, and then look at your own." Duan Mu Yawang looked contemptuously: "I was dormant twice in a few months, and you, not even once, you continue to do this. , After the dormant time, no longer grow up, it depends on whom you cry with."

Little Bailu flat his mouth: "You threaten me."

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, "Is it a threat? You'll know then."

Little Bailu was about to cry, Huo Fei was helpless, wanting to say something, and didn't want to hit Duanmuya looking at her face, so she had to wipe her tears clumsily.

After teasing Xiao Bailu, Duanmu Yawang remembered the things about the four Tianzhus, and was about to say, remembering something, and waved impatiently: "You all walk around, go out and ask the steward to take two rooms to rest. This is my room. I want to chat with Gong Yulan."

"Xiao Yawang!"

The Brahma Sutra came out from the corner with a full face and grievedly said: "You haven't spoken to me yet, you want to drive me away?"

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang blinked and said with a smile: "The Brahma Sutra, you seem to have fewer wrinkles and become younger."

"what?"

The Brahma Sutra touched his old face, "Really?"

Duanmu Yawang gave him a smile.

"You lied to me."

The Brahma Sutra hummed lightly.

However, he didn't dare to make a mistake. Today, he suffered too much from his master's eyes, and he didn't dare to let Gong Yulan speak himself, so he opened the door in a desperate manner.

"Then we go out too."

Huo Fei nodded to Duanmu Yawang, and went out holding Little Bailu.

Suddenly Duanmu Yawang and Gong Yulanzhi were left in the room.

As soon as they left, Gong Yulan leaned against the bed and took off his shoes.

Duanmu Yawang couldn't help it, turned over and lay on Gong Yulanzhi's body, clinging to his body, and kissed him, "Hey, I want to die."

Gong Yulan loosened her shoes, hugged her tightly, and deepened her kiss when she was about to leave.

Until panting, the two separated.

Sniffing the scent of Gong Yulan Zhi, Duanmu Yawang suddenly felt a sense of peace and couldn't help taking a deep breath, "It's great."

"Um."

Gong Yulan raised the corner of her lips and pressed her head against her chest, gently stroking her hair and back.

The two hadn't seen each other for several months, and the peace and calm at this moment was especially rare.