Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

Shen Zhinian's eyelids twitched. He was really not impressed by his junior brother's moves.

But he was speechless for only a moment, then he put aside all distractions and continued to move, quickly drawing a rune on the boy's forehead.

The pattern appeared, but strangely it did not flow down along the forehead. Shen Zhinian was seen silently chanting a spell, and the eye-catching bright red pattern began to sink into the boy's flesh and blood visibly.

Then, as a ball of black gas emanated from his brows, his complexion gradually became lively, and he looked no different from an ordinary person. The sickly aura instantly dissipated.

Not only that, the originally light-colored medicinal soup in the wooden barrel became visibly turbid as the rune on the boy's forehead disappeared.

Just like boiling hot water, a large number of bubbles emerge and roll in the water, constantly breaking through the water surface, filling the entire room with a boiling atmosphere.

Duan Tinghan finally took this opportunity to expel the toxins that had been in his body for many years at once.

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On the other side, Duan Tingzhuo, who had not been feeling proud for long, was lying on the bed, enjoying the care and love from the Marquis' wife with a clear conscience.

Before the smile on his lips bloomed, his expression suddenly froze, a powerful murderous spirit rushed back into his body, and red blood suddenly spurted out, spraying right on the face of the marquis' wife who was looking at him with concern.

Her face was covered with boiling blood, and all she could see was scarlet. The Marquis's head buzzed, fear flashed in her eyes, and her shrill voice almost broke.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

However, no one cared about how she felt at this time.

The Marquis of Xicheng, who was standing behind him, had an expression of unprecedented anxiety. He pushed the Marquis’ wife aside and strode forward: “Zhuo’er, what happened? Why is this happening?!”

From the look between him and Duan Tingzhuo just now, it can be seen that he must know something, which is why he asked such a question.

His breathing began to become rapid, and Duan Tingzhuo subconsciously covered his heart, but it didn't have any effect at all. It was as if something important was quickly pulled away from him and returned to the place where it belonged.

Duan Tingzhuo knew exactly what was going on with this feeling.

It was his luck, his luck was actually disappearing very quickly!!!

How can it be? !

It was obvious that the Marquis's wife had completely transferred her favor to him, and he had obtained everything that belonged to Duan Tinghan, so why was he the one who suffered the backlash? !

It was obviously Duan Tinghan who deserved to die. He was the useless person who was abandoned. He should have died just now and should not pose a threat to him anymore!

Blood spread and flowed down the boy's pale cheek. Duan Tingzhuo reached out to grab his arm, as if he wanted to say something.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't hold it in and spat out blood again. His pupils dilated, his head tilted and he fainted.

Xicheng Hou almost felt the boy's breath with trembling hands, his nerves tense, and he didn't feel relieved until he confirmed that he was still breathing.

"Don't be afraid, Zhuo'er. Your father will not let anything happen to you..."

This is his child, the only child of him and Ying'er. If anything happens to Zhuo'er, Ying'er will never forgive him in her life.

Thinking of this, Xicheng Hou's eyes turned bloodshot, with a trace of fierce regret in his eyes.

If he knew that Duan Tinghan's recovery would cause him and his beloved's child to suffer backlash, he should have cut off the root of this disaster with his own hands as soon as He Qingyu proposed to exchange his life.

He was originally a dying man, and it was his blessing that his fate could bring benefits to Zhuo'er and allow him to thrive!

He should have acted earlier, but because of a moment of soft-heartedness, he ended up causing a disaster.

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Madam Hou, who had been pushed to the ground, finally woke up. Seeing Duan Tingzhuo's miserable appearance, she cried out in pain: "Find a miracle doctor, go find a miracle doctor quickly!!!"

At this time, Xicheng Hou, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up and once again pointed out the tactics used by the father and son to throw dirty water on Duan Tinghan.

"Don't you understand the current situation? This is the masterpiece of the rebellious son and the miracle doctor. Can they help?"

As if she had thought of something, the Marquis's face turned pale and she murmured, "What should I do... Is Han'er really going to harm his brothers and sisters?"

Marquis Xicheng: "I will go and meet that rebellious son in person!"

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The Prince Yi's Mansion is thousands of miles away.

In previous years, every time this time came, Duan Tingzhuo would pretend to ask the Xicheng Marquis family to go to Riyue Valley to seek medical treatment.

It is rumored that the Sun Moon Valley only accepts people with a predestined relationship. Duan Tinghan is just a son of luck whose fate has been taken away. There is no way he can be helped by a noble person.

Even if there was, it should be in Zhuo'er's pocket now.

After all, after so many years, all the opportunities that should have belonged to Duan Tinghan were taken by Zhuo'er. Therefore, Luo Ying'er fully supported seeking medical treatment as a way to make a name for herself.

Facts have proved that Duan Tinghan is indeed an abandoned good-for-nothing. From the time he was born to now, thirteen years have passed, and he has never entered the valley once.

The journey takes no more than two months, and it only happens once a year, so Luo Ying'er can afford to wait for this period of time.

But an accident happened this year. On the day of entering the valley, Duan Tingzhuo himself didn't know how he got in, so he naturally couldn't convey any information.

But that day happened to be the day of his return journey. In previous years, he would pass on the message to Luo Ying'er to inform her of the failure.

Luo Ying'er, who did not receive any message, naturally knew that something was wrong. She sent anxious letters, but received no response.

Originally, her system had the ability to allow her to communicate with her blood relatives through dreams. Since letters could not be delivered, she could use this method to keep in touch.

However, the abilities that had worked flawlessly in the past were now completely useless. The system had even suffered a backlash and was forcibly confined.

Their abilities couldn't penetrate into the Sun Moon Valley? !

Are they colleagues? Or are they the lackeys of the Heavenly Dao, the damn task entrusters?

But even if the other party is the same as her, there will be induction between the rebellious systems. And now, isn't this small world abandoned by the way of heaven? Hasn't there been a client in more than a hundred years?

Luo Ying'er had never had such a bad premonition before. From the moment she couldn't contact Zhuo'er, things seemed to be out of her control.

The problem actually occurred in the Sun and Moon Valley, which she had never taken seriously and was said to be miraculous.

Luo Ying'er stroked her belly with one hand, feeling particularly irritable today. She walked back and forth in the garden of the palace, unable to calm down.

Unfortunately, the system was damaged and still had no response. Her old lover, Xicheng Hou, was also trapped in the Sun and Moon Valley and couldn't escape. She didn't even have anyone to offer suggestions to.

If she wasn't pregnant and the situation was out of control, she would have gone to the Sun Moon Valley in person to take a look no matter what!

Thinking of the baby in her belly, Luo Ying'er couldn't help but smile proudly.