Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

After Shen Zhinian fed him the pill, he also cast a Cleansing Dust Technique on him, and said in a serious tone: "Third Junior Brother... Although you seem to want to die, don't die yet."

"Your last words were that you wanted to eat candied haws or something... Poor you, poor unlucky child. From now on, you should eat something good when you follow us."

Braised pork trotters, chopped pepper fish head, sweet and sour spare ribs... Shen Zhinian swallowed his saliva. Damn, he was making himself hungry.

Fu Guanci tilted his head and asked kindly, "Who did it?"

Shen Zhinian opened his eyes and said confidently: "It must be you, my dear second junior brother."

Young Master, you live to enjoy life!

Hearing this, Fu Guanci lowered his head, chuckled and said nothing.

Fu Guanci: “???”

Forget about the loving look in his eyes, which is like that of a parent, but what's with the tone of voice that sounds like an elder? You two are fifteen and sixteen, are you that old? Excuse me!

The wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the dust and dirt disappeared completely without a trace.

If it weren't for the fact that his clothes were torn in several places, he would have thought that falling off the cliff was an illusion.

Seeing the topic of their conversation gradually change from letting him eat something delicious to what kind of fruit filling to use in the candied haws today, Duan Tinghan felt like he was in a dream.

After his wound healed, Duan Tinghan slowly straightened up his upper body and sat up. He looked up in a daze at the two people whose topic was drifting further and further away, his delicate, fair and handsome face full of confusion and puzzlement.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but the first thing I said when I woke up was, “I get rashes if I eat lychees.”

Shen Zhinian & Fu Guanci, who were discussing making another litchi candied haws: What? !!!

Shen Zhinian lowered her eyes, her eyes showing horror, looking at the boy's beautiful face that was difficult to tell whether he was male or female, and her regret seemed to be overflowing: "It's over, then you can't be Yang Guifei."

Duan Tinghan's expression was blank for a moment, and he humbly asked: "Who is Yang Guifei, and what is so great about her that people can imitate her?"

"She is just a peerless beauty with a tragic fate." After saying this, Shen Zhinian sighed with great sadness.

I don't know whether he was sighing for this stunning beauty who had a tragic fate in history, or was disappointed that a new junior fellow student couldn't cosplay.

It's very confusing.

Fu Guanci's mouth twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Why does he want to be Yang Guifei?"

Just as he was feeling lost, Shen Zhinian took the time to reply, "It's just a hobby, don't worry about it."

Fu Guanci: “…” You don’t seem to be very interested in your serious business…wait.

Tsk, I suddenly remembered that none of them, one, two, or three, seemed to have focused on the important matters since the beginning.

Otherwise, why do they say that we are destined to be in the same group? With such an identical and extremely unreliable attitude, if it were someone with an impatient personality, he probably wouldn't be able to stay here for even a day.

Not only did he react, but Duan Tinghan, who was sitting steadily on the ground, also finally came to his senses.

He suddenly fell into a subtle contemplation.

What disease is the initial response to his gradual assimilation and inability to grasp the key points?

Shouldn't his first question be to ask the two of them, what did the phrase "Third Junior Brother" mean? And why the wound healed almost instantly, and why could he be found so accurately right after falling off the cliff? !

Damn, is it a big deal that I can’t eat lychees?!

It turns out that it is indeed important.

Shen Zhinian manipulated the surrounding vines to create a new wheelchair, and then he picked up the poor little thing on the ground with one hand: "Make a list of what foods can't be eaten, so we can remember it."

"Your second brother's cooking is super delicious~"

The tone is very tactful, but the main idea is very clear.

Your elder sister can't cook~

"It's just practice that makes perfect." Fu Guanci calmly accepted the compliment, paused, chuckled and said, "Welcome to join our new family."

"Third Junior Brother."

No one expected that the third person would successfully join the Sun Moon Valley team by performing a fancy fall off the cliff.

This is something that cannot be learned. It is a gifted behavior and not everyone can be the one who is destined to do it.

PS Duan Tinghan: Thank you, but he really didn’t do it voluntarily.

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Here, the wife of the Marquis, who had left without worry and left the Marquis of Xicheng and Duan Tinghan alone, covered her chest with a strange look on her face, feeling a sudden sense of panic for no reason.

She naturally knew what Marquis Xicheng was going to do by sending her away. With her husband's strict temper, he must be so severe that he would not allow her to plead for mercy.

But if you want Zhuo'er to recover, the only way is to let Han'er voluntarily give up taking his life.

Therefore, although the Marquis's wife was a little worried that Duan Tinghan could not bear the punishment, she left without any hesitation.

It would be better to let Han'er know his mistake, otherwise when they return to the capital, the discord between the two brothers will also cause unrest in the mansion.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Hou felt extremely sad. They were both her children, so why did they end up in this situation today?

Seeing that a long time had passed and the two had not returned yet, even someone as biased as the Marquis's wife began to realize that something was wrong.

She nervously pinched the handkerchief in her hand and was about to go back to look for someone, but as soon as she turned around, she heard some staggering noises in the distance.

The distance was quite far, and the figure was a little blurry. One could only tell from his clothes that he was dressed like Marquis Xicheng.

However, his usually tall and mighty figure now looked a little hunched. He was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, and was almost desperately using the brute force of his arms to move his body, struggling to drag himself back.

"Marquis, Han'er knows he's wrong..." The marquis's wife trotted forward, and before she could finish her question, she saw the lower body of the Marquis of Xicheng, which was almost stained with blood.

She screamed immediately and almost fainted on the spot: "Ahhh, Lord Marquis!"

At this moment, Xicheng Hou no longer had the viciousness and ferocity he had just had. His face turned pale and bloodless, like a dead person's face, filled with panic and despair.

The pain in my body made me tremble, but the pain increased exponentially with the slightest movement. If it weren't for the belief in my heart that was stronger than my desire to survive, I would never have reached this state.

When Marquis Xicheng saw his wife still screaming and not knowing what was important, the veins on his forehead seemed to burst: "Go find a miracle doctor... Go and get Master He!!!"

Seeing the furious state of Marquis Xicheng, the marquis' wife finally realized the seriousness of the matter this time. She fell down with weak legs and got up again as she ran towards the main hall. She didn't even bother to ask why Duan Tinghan was nowhere to be seen.

Today is destined to be the most thrilling and chaotic day in the history of Sun Moon Valley.

The Sun and Moon Valley was filled with formations, and was sensed everywhere by He Qingyu. He was naturally aware of the fact that Marquis Xicheng had promised Duan Tingzhuo that his other biological son would be harmed.