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Chapter Thirteen Strange Events

Zhuque was shocked and completely frightened by this sentence.

Master Wang pondered for a moment and slowly explained the reason.

"You should suffer from 'Juyin-cutting pulse cold blood python dermatosis'. I have also heard from my master about this disease. This disease is extremely rare. Anyone who suffers this disease will die if he is no more than ten years old."

Zhuque heard about this disease for the first time, and after thinking about it, he realized it. The moment he was reborn, it was the time when the owner of this body passed away, and he had died. The past should not be pursued. Can this disease be cured? Does it have any impact on himself? This must be clarified.

"Ahem, that, Wang... Grandpa, am I alive well? You... see, will this disease still affect me? Can it be cured?"

Master Wang carefully observed Zhuque for a while and slowly said what he knew.

"It is a great blessing for you to survive until now. As far as I know, this disease can be cured, but the medicinal materials required are too difficult to obtain. Moreover, the prescription for treating this disease has not been passed down. As for your future situation, I can't say it. However, I know that after this disease is cured, all the dark spots should fade away."

"That means, I am still suffering from a terminal illness and there is no possibility of curing it? Your master must have a solution, so I'll ask him."

"My master is known as the "Ten Absolute True Man" and is the top figure in our Xia Kingdom. If he is still alive, he might be able to cure you."

When Zhuque heard this, he felt like falling from an ice cave, completely desperate, and his whole expression immediately became depressed.

Master Wang sighed deeply and said nothing. The two of them sat quietly like two statues of gods.

The house gradually became darker, and even the portraits on the wall became blurred.

"Gulu, Gulu—" A sound broke the silence in the room, and it was Zhuque's belly loudly proclaiming.

Master Wang smiled and stood up and lit the oil lamp.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you a pot of fairy chickens to try. This is my unique skill."

Zhuque nodded woodenly, and a hint of vitality appeared in his heart. Master Wang turned around and went out and went to the kitchen on one side.

Zhuque's eyes turned outside the door, and Dahuang was still lying at the door, and Zhuque felt that Dahuang was abnormal.

Since entering this paradise, Dahuang has been silent, neither shouting nor jumping. When he came to the Taoist temple, he became more and more regular, and he was lying quietly outside the door.

"Rhubarb, come here."

Zhuque was a little afraid of being alone. The unknown of life came to her again, and she was afraid that at a certain moment, she would leave the world.

In this life, she has no relatives, no friends, and no lover. Some are just a dog and a partner who can't speak.

If you leave the world alone like this, you will feel unwilling and unwilling!

I just cheered up and wanted to live out myself in this world. This sunny thunderbolt will instantly break all hopes. It's too cruel!

All kinds of thoughts rolled in my heart, Zhuque's eyes became more and more sharp, and she was on the verge of going wild.

But the following scene shocked Zhuque's chin.

Dahuang came in with a sound, but walked to a cushion, knelt down on his front leg, nodded three times at Sanqing's portrait, and then squatted on it, looking at Zhuque quietly.

Suzaku felt a chill rising from his spine, and his whole body was trembling.

This is too... too terrifying! What is "Jueyin Cut Pulse Cold Blood Python Skin Disease", what is unwilling to accept it... they all stood up quickly, stepped back and went out the door, screaming and going to find Taoist Master Wang.

Master Wang flashed out of the kitchen and grabbed Zhuque, who was still in a state of mind. Zhuque hugged Master Wang's arm tightly, and his tone became stuttering.

"Dao...Master Dao, Big...Big...Big...It has become, and has become a demon...God."

Master Wang looked at Zhuque in confusion, and he really couldn't figure out what was going on.

The more anxious Zhuque became, the less speechless he could not speak. He simply pulled Master Wang and walked towards the main house.

As soon as they entered the house, the wind brought in the air blew the oil lamps light and dark, and the shadow of the yellow yellow changed rapidly and shortly. Zhuque was so scared that he hurriedly hid behind Taoist Master Wang.

It was strange that when Dahuang saw Daozhu coming in, he got up, put his two front paws together, and saluted him to Daozhuwang.

Master Wang said with a "Huh" and felt quite strange. After all, he had seen strong winds and waves. He quickly stabilized and walked to a cushion to sit down. Zhuque was still hiding behind Master Wang.

Seeing Master Wang sitting down, Dahuang also put down his front legs and lay on the cushion. He looked up with his eyes and stared at Master Wang in a daze, but tears flowed out of his eyes, one after another, falling on the cushion, "Bow, Bow" sounded a while.

"You—, do you know me, right?"

Before Master Wang finished speaking, Dahuang actually nodded. This made the old and the young even more confused.

Seeing the confused look of the two old and young people, Dahuang stood up and rushed to the inner room. After a sound, Dahuang appeared again, but she was holding something in her mouth.

When he saw such a thing, Zhuque obviously felt that Master Wang's whole body was trembling. And his words were filled with inexplicable excitement.

"Are you Hou'er? Are you Hou'er back? Hou'er——, are you?"

When Taoist Wang shouted "Hou'er", Dahuang Fei also rushed into Taoist Wang's arms like a "Woo--, Woo--" in his mouth.

Zhuque looked at all this in a daze, and sat on the ground with a "thump" sound, without even feeling any pain.

After a while, Dahuang calmed down. Master Wang also came to his senses and apologized to Zhuque.

"You must be surprised. I will explain it to you, but it will take until tomorrow. I want to thank you, thank you for bringing Dahuang over. You can wait a while, I will go and serve the fairy chicken, eat first, eat."

When Wang Dao grew up, he actually held rhubarb. He first took a square table, then served a basin of chicken, and then took chopsticks and steamed buns. He never put down rhubarb once during the whole process.

The immortal chicken means only the immortals can eat it, or the skills left by the immortals, etc. Anyway, the meaning is similar, and they all talk about the deliciousness of chicken. Wang Daozheng's craftsmanship is really good, with both color, fragrance and taste. However, no matter how good the delicious taste is, it will become as delicious as chewed in the mouth of Zhuque. She is unconscious by all kinds of bizarre numbness.

Under the enthusiastic greeting of Taoist Wang, he ate bites and looked at the happy rhubarb that was fed by Taoist Wang, and his mind was full of bizarreness.

After the meal, Daozhu Wang finished packing up and left the inner room for Zhuque to rest, so he took Dahuang out.

Maybe he was afraid that Zhuque would misunderstand or wanted to give Zhuque a simple explanation. Before leaving, he left only one sentence, and that sentence completely turned Zhuque thunder to the ground.

"Dahuang, my disciple was reborn."
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