Mage of 1286

d mouthful after mouthful of bloody saliva into my mouth. He gripped my jaw and forced me to swallow it all down. This guy was really something else.He held me tighter and tighter, squeezing me so har...The Yin family has two daughters from the same generation, twins. The elder daughter is introverted and gentle, while the younger one is lively and cute.

From my observation, the young girl Yinluo seems to have become even more sensible. She also appears to be more resilient deep down.

Of course, maybe it's because I "love the house and the sparrow," so I love Yin Luo even more.

But I'm not the only one who loves to protect the weak. Jiang Qiyun is also a protective god, and for Yin Luo's "bold" act of asking for gifts, he simply raised an eyebrow and said: "What do you want"

"I was just joking," Yinluo quickly waved her hand. "How could I possibly ask you for gifts I'll bring the baby over so you can see him now."

Seeing her walk so lightly and with such a cheerful expression, she doesn't look like someone who just gave birth at all! I'm so envious!

"Why is Little Yin Luo recovering so quickly... If I had met her sooner, I would have gone to the Yin family to recuperate after childbirth..." I muttered.

Jiang Qiyun chuckled lightly: "What You still have this idea... As long as you're willing, it's not impossible."

"No, don't!" I said huffily. "I'm just realizing now that having a baby is easy, raising and teaching them is so hard! We already have three, I'm not going through that again..."

Immortals venerated by all, who absorb wind and drink dew, truly do not understand the hardships of mortals, especially the “hardships” of raising children.

This topic is off-limits. Right now, I'd rather spend my days doing morning and evening prayers, diligently accumulating merit through good deeds, than think about having more children.

I wanted to sit up, but my left hand was heavily bandaged, swollen and lumpy beneath the layers of gauze. It felt like a thick layer of ointment had been applied underneath.

"What kind of medicine is this... it's a little sweet." I sniffed.

"Yin Luo's medicine... I don't know what methods she learned from Mu Wanchen... but I saw her add her own blood..." Jiang Qiyun said, holding my left hand.

"You added her blood!" I was shocked.

No wonder Jiang Qiyun was so indulgent towards her, and asked her: What do you want

I feel a bit remorseful, it's all my fault for being too distracted back then.

Jiang Qiyun tapped my forehead lightly with his finger: " ... She's worried the scorpion that stung you might be a gu worm. It's unusual for something like that to survive in such a dark, rotting place."

"Ke Yinluo is younger than me and has a lower status. People call me 'Little Mistress' and I even let them bleed to treat me..."

"What kind of bleeding, just a finger prick, only a drop or two of blood from the fingertips. The female gu worm of the witch tribe was integrated into her body, ordinary Gu poisons in the world had little effect on her."

We were talking when Yinluo came in holding the child.

This time, the situation was different. Her senior brothers and sisters all cherished this child and anxiously waited outside the gate of the academy.

"Well, well, as expected of a precious treasure. Aren't the people of Wuzhishan City over the moon" I asked with a smile.

"I'm more than just happy," Yin Luo stuck out her tongue. "I think I'm ecstatic!"

She generously passed the child over to me, but my hands were inconvenient. Jiang Qiyun reached out and took him.

The Emperor now holding the child is quite… well… quite skilled at it.

This was still his first time getting a close, serious look at the child.

He is a deity of the underworld. No one outside of me and those close to me has ever truly seen him.

And he also abided by etiquette; when Yinluo hadn't finished her confinement, he didn't even get close to the mother and child.

Most newborn babies spend most of their time sleeping, but when this little baby was handed to Jiang Qiyun, it suddenly opened its eyes and stared blankly at Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun lowered her eyes and looked at the child, softly saying, "Bright eyes, extraordinary spirit..."

Yin Luo smiled and said, “Many thanks to Master for bestowing upon me this name. You left behind two phrases before, and we have taken out two characters from them, calling it 'Hua Yu'."

To cultivate one's spirit and to be content with staying in the mountains, forgetting all about returning home. When years pass by, who will adorn me

This is a verse praising the goddess from an ancient shamanic song. Jiang Qiyun once said that he chose a child's name from it, and Yin Luo and Mu Wanchen had always kept it in mind.

"Little wife, what's wrong with you Your left hand was stung, and your right hand has a small cut." Yin Luo asked.

"My right finger was scratched by a vine...Right, there are a few Sanskrit inscriptions here. Does anyone in your family understand them" I took out the three yellow talismans.

Yin Luo took it and glanced at it, muttering: “I don’t understand either. My eldest brother understands a lot more, I’ll ask him.”

In a little while, she ran in holding a small booklet: "Little junior sister, Senior Brother Jun checked the comparison. This seems to be a blessing from the time of the sacrifice... and it's not ordinary Sanskrit."

"What do you mean" I asked, puzzled.

"Junior Brother said this is a Mongolian script created by the national teacher of a certain dynasty. Because the national teacher was the leader of Tibetan esoteric Buddhism, it resembles ancient Tibetan script very much. The content is roughly about offering one's life to 'Your Excellency' as an expression of sincerity... But who is Your Excellency"

Jiang Qiyun slightly frowned: "This deity also wants to know, who is this venerated one... He can leave otherworldly marks on the families of mortals in the world, he must have ulterior motives. That strange voice should be a scout sent by this venerated one to gather information."

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This month's events have started to take shape.

This "honored one" from another world left their mark in a mortal family in this world, which can be used as a "cross-world" method.

But this mark can only be used once on a living person, and then the living person will quickly weaken and die.

Old Zhou's family members would enter the mountains when they died, destroying the marks on their bodies to prevent secrets from being revealed.

As an elderly man who had left the Zhou family decades ago, the marks on his body suddenly became a clue. In fear, he quickly left a message: Take me to the mountains.

Thus, my brother and I learned the role of Lao Zhou's family and understood why the Shen Family Treasure Pavilion suddenly appeared with otherworldly magic.

And Lao Zhou's scout also said: They wanted something, that thing appeared in the world, but they didn't expect it to be found by a little girl, and as a result, they couldn't get it.

"What they want...is the Reincarnation Orb" I frowned in thought.

The Reincarnation Orb belongs to Mu Wanchen and Yin Luo, the witch tribe artifacts, temporarily placed in the Shen family.

Jiang Qiyun faintly said: "Cause and effect reincarnation, wind and clouds meet... Some power is stirring."

His tone was indifferent and distant, his profile as cold and hard as jade.

Every time he gave me that look, I worried he would vanish into thin air and I couldn't help but clutch at his sleeve.

He looked at me, a smile softening his features: “The world is full of chaos and distractions, cultivating the mind in peace is so difficult… my dear wife, you mustn't be lazy anymore.”

I didn't slack off...

Xiao Yinluo whispered, "It seems our reincarnation beads have caused trouble for the Shen family... I'm really sorry, little mistress."

"Don't say sorry, it's fate... I might have to stay at your place for two days until my brother comes. Don't mind me."

Xiao Yinlu said, "You might as well treat this place as your own home. Don't be so polite. I actually have something I need to ask you for..."

"What's up" I asked curiously.

I have a classmate who has quite a complicated relationship with me. She knows some secrets about my family. The other day, she said that something happened to her family and she wanted to ask for peace. But our family is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, not a Taoist priest…

"Alright, since you asked, I'll go take a look for you." I nodded.

Little Yin Luo said with a wronged face: "This classmate is so difficult! She has many karmic obstacles herself, and she doesn't believe much in the Dao. I can't persuade her."

"If you don't believe it, then don't. The Immortal Way is precious to life, boundless in its compassion for people. Daoism doesn't rely on strong belief anyway, let alone nine out of ten being arrogant…" level is still a bit shallow. Look at me, lifting weights as if they were nothing, chatting and laughing easily, being ahead of the times, moving gracefully, with super-fast reflexes… Oh my god! How...