There is something to be done and something not to be done in everything.

The child's fate today is entirely his own fault.

It is natural for Bai Xian'er to seek revenge from him.

The old man of the Song family smacked his lips slightly and kowtowed to the ground.

"Bai Xian'er forgives me.

It's all my fault that I didn't educate my children well, which led to today's disaster.

I am willing to die to apologize, and I beg you to give Gangzi a way to live."

Faced with the pleading of the old man of the Song family, Bai Xianer remained unmoved at all.

“There is a wrongdoer, a debtor, and whoever commits the crime must repay it.

If I don’t take this evil obstacle’s life today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart.”

At this time, I saw the three sticks of incense in Gangzi's mouth burning out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three green tiles on the red line made a cracking sound, and cracks spread.

Obviously, Bai Xian'er is planning to fall out.

I'm not afraid of this Bai Xian'er. Even if it really turns against me, I can still deal with it.

There must be a sense of "reason" in everything. Just because the Song family's grandfather and grandson are alone, we cannot completely ignore justice.

But if I allow this Bai Xian'er to take revenge, I'm afraid I will end up with one dead body and two lives today, which is even more undesirable to me.

"Xianjia, wait a minute, can you listen to me again?"

Bai Xian'er did not respond, but the violently trembling red line stopped trembling.

"It is natural for the Xian family to take this child's life today, and I will not stop him.

However, once this child dies, the old man of the Song family may not be able to live alone, and the Song family line will be severed.

Everything is determined by fate, and this karma will probably be counted on your head in the end.

Although your great revenge will be avenged, your years of practice will be ruined in one day.

Even if you don't harm his life today, you have done too many things that are harmful to nature, and you will definitely suffer God's punishment in the future.

If the Immortal family is willing to open up the Internet today, I will ask Mr. Song to offer the longevity throne to the Bai family at home and accumulate merit for the descendants of the Bai family.

Whether you choose to be open to one side or lose both sides, it doesn’t matter which way the Xian family chooses.

I promise I will never interfere.

Of course, if the Immortal Family is willing to give me this thin noodle, if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to the incense and candle shop next to the Dashi Archway to find me."

There was silence in the room, and Bai Xian'er didn't move for a long time.

"The big stone archway... well, I will give you a face today and spare his life for the time being."

As Bai Xianer's voice fell, the three pillars of fragrance in Gangzi's mouth went out.

"Okay, Bai Xian has left."

I breathed a sigh of relief, waved my hand towards Guo Sheng, and laid Gangzi down on the bed.

He quickly took out a silver needle and inserted it into several acupuncture points on Gangzi's body, and then smeared the ash on his brow.

He pressed hard against his abdominal cavity with both hands, and Gangzi made a sound, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

Gangzi let out a muffled groan and slowly opened his eyes.

"Grandpa, I will definitely listen to you in the future."

Gangzi burst into tears and made a weak voice.

Although he had been in a coma during this period, his consciousness was actually clear.

He can clearly sense what happened these days.

When the old man of the Song family saw his grandson finally waking up, he couldn't help bursting into tears.

The grandfather and grandson hugged each other and cried for a while.

"Little master, will Gangzi be in trouble again?" the old man of the Song family asked with a worried look on his face.

"My life has been saved, but my body is still a little weak.

I have just arrived in Yun Provincial City, and the shop is still a mess, and I don’t have many medicinal materials with me.

In this way, I will prescribe a prescription, and you can go to a drug store to get some medicine. After a while, you will be fine.

Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped.

You must enshrine a longevity tablet to the white fairy at home, and give it three pillars of fragrance on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

You should do more good deeds and accumulate good karma in your daily life to offset the sins you have committed.

If there is a next time, even the gods will not be able to save him."

The grandfather and grandson of the Song family thanked him profusely and said they would do more good deeds in the future.

"Okay! Now that this matter has been resolved, I will go back first.

I'll have the shop tidied up in a few days. If you have any headaches or fevers, or weddings or weddings, you can come to me.

I can cure the diseases of the living, and I can also revive the dead.”

Mr. Guo stroked his beard and winked at Guo Sheng who was standing aside.

"Guo Zi, find some neighbors tomorrow to help Master Thirteen clean the house."

"okay!"

At first I thought they were just being polite, but I didn't expect that the next day Guo Sheng actually brought some neighbors to help me clean up the house.

Master Sang often taught me to make more good connections, and now it seems that it is indeed true.

I just arrived here alone, and it would take a week or two for the shop to reopen.

Now that I have acquaintances, it will be easier to do things.

In less than three days, the dilapidated shop was cleaned and looked brand new.

I don’t need to buy many daily necessities anymore. I have been given a lot of stuff from the neighbors in the street.

I also bought a lot of funeral supplies and some commonly used Chinese medicines. Now everything is ready except for one thing.

"What's a good name?"

I couldn't help but feel troubled. Now that I was planning to open the business again, I naturally had to give it a louder name.

"Why don't we call it Thirteen Incense Candle Shop, but it sounds like it sells condiments."

"Call it Xiaolin Incense and Candle Shop! No, it's too tacky.

And now I not only sell incense, candles and ingots, but also help the neighbors with medical treatment."

I was sitting on a stool scratching my head and scratching my head, all because I was uneducated.

"How about calling it Huangquan Medical Center?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and a figure wearing a sunhat and a light cyan dress walked in.

"Walking in the netherworld, taking charge of the affairs of the underworld. Practicing medicine to help the world, bringing blessings between heaven and earth."

I couldn't help but smack my lips, showing a satisfied look on my face.

"Huangquan Medical Center...it's called Huangquan Medical Center."

"No, who are you?" I frowned and asked.

The woman slowly raised her head and saw a familiar face.

"How come we haven't seen each other for a few months and you can't even recognize my voice."

"Qingqing, why are you here?" I couldn't help but look surprised.

The person who came was none other than Huo Qingqing.

"You have the nerve to ask when you came to the provincial capital, but you didn't even tell me."

Huo Qingqing snorted angrily.

I scratched my head and laughed awkwardly.

"I've only been here a few days, and I've been cleaning up the shop these days. How did you know I'm here?"

"If you don't even write a letter to me, I can only call Laolingou Forest Farm to find Mr. Sang!"

Facing Huo Qingqing's questioning, I had no choice but to apologize in embarrassment.

"You know I get dizzy when I hold a pen.

When I was in school, when I wrote an 800-word essay, I had to put in ellipses in the first half of it to make up for the number."
Chapter completed!