The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

In the endless desert, there were several gray carriages parked, and there were several gray people standing outside the carriages.

They are the great ghost priest, the white messenger, and the first villain Awei.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the inside of the carriage was as hot as a steamer.

Yan Jiuchao also couldn't stand the sweltering heat inside the carriage, and was helped out of the carriage by Ying Liu.

Ying Thirteen thoughtfully opened an umbrella, then looked at Grandma and his party and said, "Didn't you say that the ghost tribe has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and outstanding people? How did we end up in the desert?"

Ying Shisan, who is not a good man, does not know. After all, all he can see is a road of dead bones, which is far from the ghost clan described by Grandma and others.

Ying Liu pursed his lips and muttered: "I said, are you going the wrong way?"

Yuegou said solemnly: "You can't go wrong! Grandma is the most intelligent person in the ghost clan, he is very good at finding the way! Over the years, the clan has sent many experts to find Madam, only we found it, that is Ah Mama led the way!"

Ying Liu groaned, looked at him and said, "Then how long have you been looking for it?"

"Not long." Yuegou said proudly, "Three years!"

Shadow Six: "..."

Shadow Thirteen: "..."

Yan Jiuchao: "..."

The corner of Ying Liu's mouth twitched and said, "May I ask when was the first time your clan sent a white envoy?"

"Hmm." Yuegou thought about it seriously, "When I was young."

You are twenty! ! !

The few people were speechless. I heard that there are fewer and fewer people in the ghost clan. Is this the truth? Are those masters who came to arrest Jiang Shi lost their way outside and couldn't go back?

Your ghost race is really endangered by strength...

The three master and servant couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Even Yan Jiuchao covered his eyes with his hands.

Ying Thirteen took a deep breath, and asked Ah Wei, "Can your Gu worm still work?"

A Wei shook his head: "I can't, it rained a few times, the breath was gone, and I couldn't track it."

Thinking about it, it seems to be the case. Since the heavy rain, the places they passed by have become more and more strange, and Ganqing went astray at that time.

Ying Shisan said again: "Which direction of Nanzhao are your ghost clans on earth?"

To avoid confusion among the few people, Ying Shisan drew a circle on the ground as a reference.

"This direction!" Yuegou Yao pointed.

"No, it should be here." Qingyan pointed in different directions.

"I don't think what you said is right, it's this side." A'Wei pointed to a third direction.

Grandma moved her fingers.

Ying Shisan said expressionlessly: "Do you want to point in the last direction?"

Mamaw nodded honestly.

Ying Thirteen finally couldn't help but explode: "That direction is Da Zhou!"

Four people: "..."

The four of them fell silent.

As far as this level of road obsession is concerned, it took Weidao three full years to find Lianhua Village. I'm afraid there was a lot of luck mixed in these three years, otherwise he might still be lost in some corner now.

Ying Shisan didn't understand, he obviously didn't know the way, how could he still act calmly, sure of winning... the appearance? !

"Don't you have a map?" Ying Shisan asked.

"It used to be there." The old man said.

"What happened next?" Ying Thirteen asked in a deep voice.

"I forgot where to put it." The old man whispered.

Shadow Thirteen: "...!!"

Ying Thirteen was so angry that he lost his temper.

Old Cui poked his head out from the heat, lay on the car window and stuck out his tongue: "How do we go? If we don't go, we will die of heat!"

Ying Shisan had a headache, supported his forehead, turned to look at Yan Jiuchao and said, "Young Master, it's getting late, let's settle down for one night and think of a way tomorrow morning."

Yan Jiuchao hummed.

Ying Thirteen said to Ying Liu again: "Go get some ice cubes for the young master."

Naturally, these ice cubes are not real ice cubes, but jade stones soaked in the juice of mint leaves. It feels cool to the touch, smells refreshing, and has an excellent cooling effect.

Ying Liu got in the car to get it.

After a while, his puzzled voice came from inside the carriage: "Huh? Why are there so many missing? I clearly remember that there is a small half bucket!"

Ah Wei took a sip of tea without changing his face.

After they set up the tent, they started to prepare food. Ying Shisan and Ying Liu found a clean water source nearby and brought back two buckets of water, one for cooking and one for drinking.

The dinner was quite rich, with white rice, bacon, mutton in sauce, roast rabbit meat and some boiled wild vegetables picked on the road.

There is no table, and several people can only eat in the open air or back to their tents.

When Awei came to add food for the third time, Qingyan, who was squatting by the campfire and eating rabbit meat, gave him a strange look: "Awei, I found that you eat a lot more recently."

Yue Hook deeply agrees: "And you didn't like meat before."

Awei is not a vegetarian, but he really doesn't have much interest in meat. He likes to eat fish.

Yue Hook opened his fingers and counted: "You ate three rabbit legs today!"

Let alone the habit, what kind of stomach is this? Can it be pretended like this?

Ah Wei said confidently, "I didn't eat yours again!"

After all, he tore off the fourth rabbit leg, filled another large bowl of white rice, scooped a few tablespoons of sauced mutton, grabbed a large strip of bacon, and went back to his tent wheezing.

Yuegou pulled Qingyan, and asked in a low voice, "Is he a victim of a Gu? He ate so much!"

Qing Yan gnawed at the rabbit meat, and said: "He is a Gu breeder himself, can he still be infected by Gu?"

However, this kid did eat a bit too much recently.

Ah Wei swaggered back to the tent with his rice bowl in his hands. Before he could enter, he stopped suddenly, looked around, and made sure that no one was staring at him, so he opened the curtain and stepped into the tent.

On the small stool in the tent, there were three little black eggs waiting to be fed.

Sitting on a cushion stuffed with "ice cubes" under Little Heidan's buttocks, his mouth was full of greasy food, his calves shook for a while, and he opened his big black eyes, staring at the teacher who brought the meal without blinking. paste.

Xiaobao: suck~

Second Treasure: Suction~

Dabao: Suck and suck~

Ah Wei divided the food into three small bowls, and the three of them picked up the bowls and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

The three of them have a good time without meat, don't think too much of bacon, sauced meat, and barbecue!

But they are good babies who are not picky eaters, Mimi and wild vegetables will also eat!

The three of them ate very deliciously, and the third round of food brought by A Wei quickly came to an end. The three of them licked the last piece of millet from the corner of their mouths, and continued to look at their teacher cutely.

Ah Wei sighed helplessly, and lowered his head: "...Understood, I'll get it for you."

Ah Wei took the big bowl again...to make four rounds of meals.

Qingyan and Yuegou couldn't help being dumbfounded as they looked at Awei who had returned to eat after a while.

Qingyan said: "Are you a fool?"

Ah Wei, Ah Wei haven't eaten yet.

A Wei has hidden a few little black eggs since he saw that he "eats" a lot, but in fact he doesn't beat enough to fill the stomachs of the useless apprentices, so he also takes his own share, and he has lost weight.

A'wei glanced at Qingyan, and said expressionlessly: "We young people are very hungry."

years, young people...

"..." Qingyan looked at the nineteen-year-old A Wei, and then at the twenty-seven-year-old himself, and suddenly felt ten thousand points of hurt in his heart.

Ah Wei filled another big bowl of rice, packed a big plate of vegetables, and brought it back to his tent. This time, the three little black eggs were finally full, and they burped three times while touching their round bellies. , rolled around on the carpet, and fell asleep.

Night fell.

The temperature in the desert also dropped suddenly.

Everyone went back to the tent.

In the silent desert, there is only the crackling sound of the remaining bonfires.

Behind a big rock in the distance, two tall and strong men withdrew their peeping eyes, lowered their bodies, and leaned against the big rock.

A big man said in a low voice: "I counted them, there are nine people in total, two old men, one sick child, and a few others with skills... One of them is a half-dead man."

Hearing about the half-dead soldiers, the companion laughed: "What a powerful caravan, but they actually use half-dead soldiers. It seems like that."

Anyone with a little bit of ability will hire serious dead soldiers, and only those who can't hire dead soldiers will use half-dead soldiers. At first, they seemed to have a good physique, but now there is no hesitation at all.

The companion continued: "Look at their food and clothing, they are all top-notch. We haven't met such a fat sheep for a long time! Hurry up and tell the brothers to take them away!"

The two did what they said, and immediately went back to the stockade and called the brothers.

They are the biggest gang in the desert, the most feared horse thieves, they are invincible, they are invincible, they are the myth of the desert!

However, this myth instantly becomes a joke when meeting Ying Shisan and A Wei's group.

Thirty brothers were beaten to the ground, and the half-dead man whom they looked down on the most turned out to be the most ruthless one among them, several brothers were decapitated by him without even opening their eyes .

"Quick! Hurry up... Hurry up... Hurry up and notify the boss!"

The big man who had been following him stuttered in fright.

The companion immediately crushed the bamboo, and a ball of blue fireworks rushed into the sky, illuminating most of the night sky.

"Who? How dare you touch Lao Tzu's subordinates! Tired of work!"

A mighty and trembling roar billowed from the sky, carrying immense coercion, causing Qingyan to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

What a terrifying skill!

This man is—

In the dark night, the man was so fast that only a phantom remained, and within a few shuttles, the horse thieves were rescued from the hands of Ying Shisan and the others.

Then, without waiting for them to react, he slammed a slap towards the most gorgeous tent!

That was Yan Jiuchao's tent!

Yan Jiuchao didn't have any martial arts, if he slapped him, he would die on the spot!

Ying Shisan and A Wei flashed to the front of the tent in an instant, catching his palm with all their might.

However, even with the combined efforts of the two of them, he didn't hurt him at all. Instead, he was forced to take a few steps back and nearly fell to the ground!

"Hmph, it doesn't look like an idiot to be able to catch the old man's palm, then, let's catch the old man's palm again!" The gray-robed man said, and he managed another palm, and hit Ying Shisan and Awei again .

This time, he increased his skill by 20%.

This is unacceptable no matter what.

Ying Thirteen shouted: "Take the young master away!"

Qing Yan flew into the tent, about to take Yan Jiuchao away.

Before it was too late, the gray-robed man moved towards Qingyan.

"Adou!!!"

An old voice suddenly sounded from outside another tent.

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, then swung his sleeves abruptly, withdrawing his attack on Qingyan.

Qingyan took a deep breath in shock, looked at the old man who suddenly appeared and said, "Grandma, why did you come out?"

The old man ignored Qing Yan's worries, but walked towards the gray-robed man in a daze.

Qingyan's complexion changed: "Grandma! Be careful!"

The gray-robed man raised his arms, and a trace of surprise appeared on his cold and determined face. The next second, he knelt on the ground on one knee: "Preacher!"

Qing Yan was taken aback.

Ying Liu and Yue Hook were also taken aback.

Ying Thirteen was still watching him vigilantly, and was ready to take the young master away at any time if he went crazy.

The old man helped him up: "A Dou, is it really you?"

The gray-robed man called Adou burst into tears: "Preacher! It's me!"

No one has called him Adou for so many years, he thought he would never hear him again in this life.

"You're old..." the old man choked up and said.

"You're getting old too..." the gray robe said even more choked up.

Old man: "..."

Suddenly don't want to recognize each other, what's wrong?

"Hey, what, what's the situation?" Ying Liu asked Yuegou in a low voice.

Yuegou said: "I don't know either! I don't know him!"

"Do you know him?" Ying Liu secretly poked and walked to Qing Yan's side.

Qingyan shook his head: "I don't know him either. You can see that he is about the same age as the general. When he came out to walk the rivers and lakes, I might not have been born yet."

Ying Liu gave him a cold look: "It's shameful to pretend to be young!"

Qing Yan: "Cough!"

Ying Liu and the others were not the only ones who were surprised, the horse thieves were also confused one by one.

"What's the matter?"

"Yes? Does the boss know them?"

The horse thieves looked at each other, no one knew exactly what happened, why their boss knelt down before an old thing, and wept while talking.

Is this still the boss in their minds?

The gray-robed man was crying uncontrollably, and it took him a while to stop his tears. He held the old man's hand and said, "It's great to meet the priest here. It's freezing here, so it's not suitable for priests to stay. If Master doesn't mind, go to my village to rest for a few nights."

It would be great to have a place to live. The old man is not one of those boys. No matter how hard he struggles, he will not get sick. His waist and legs are almost broken by the carriage. He really should find a comfortable big one. Been in bed for several nights.

Of course, he can't just agree, you have to ask the little ancestor first if he is willing or not.

The old man asked Ying Shisan to wake up Yan Jiuchao, and roughly talked about the horse thief and A Dou.

Ying Shisan said: "The horse thief boss seems to be an old friend of Grandma, Grandma trusts him very much, he invited us to settle down in his village."

"Oh." Yan Jiuchao yawned, "Then let's go."

A group of people happily packed their things and got on the carriage.

The horse thieves were not in a good mood, they finally robbed and even hit an acquaintance, this luck is no one.

A group of people followed the gray-robed man back to the camp. It wasn't very luxurious, but at least it was much better than camping in the open.

After the Yan Jiu Dynasty was settled, old Cui Tou and Ying Liu guarded it, while Ying Shisan and Grandma went to the man's house in gray robe.

"Why is the priest here?" the gray-robed man asked strangely.

The old man sighed: "It's a long story, why did you appear here? You just said that the group of people are your subordinates, and you became a horse thief? Were you not sent to find the whereabouts of the madam? "

Adou felt bitter.

He found it.

But not found.

Lost in the desert, unable to go to Dazhou, unable to return to the ghost clan, he had no choice but to become a horse thief, and he had been doing this for many years.

Ying Thirteen pushed open the window, and a cool breeze blew in.

The gray-robed man stood up, walked to the door, and looked at the lonely bright moon in the night sky: "The priest doesn't know, I have been trying to find a way to go back all these years, but the desert is too big, and I can't find a way to go home." On the road, I have traveled to many places, and barely found a place to stay here."

This place is considered the edge of the desert, close to a Gobi, and there is a small oasis three miles away, where their water source and prey come from.

"I have lived here for ten years, and I really want to go back... I still remember the fruit trees in my hometown."

The gray-robed man recalled, and a layer of deep thoughts welled up in his heart.

Ying Shisan said: "Is it because the leaves are red and the fruit is yellow, which can't be eaten outside, and only you ghosts have?"

"That's right." The gray-robed man nodded. He felt a little weird, but he didn't realize what was wrong.

Ying Thirteen continued: "The fruit trees are not scattered in patches, there are only three or five in one place, there is a large mandala in the east, and there is a stone statue that has been eroded by wind to the west."

The gray-robed man turned his head in surprise, looked at Ying Shisan and said, "You're right, little brother, how do you know so much about the ghost race's landscape?"

Ying Thirteen pointed out the window, a mountain opposite the Gobi: "Isn't that right?"

The man in the gray robe came over, followed the direction of his finger and looked at it, and was instantly dumbfounded.

Ma Dan!

He said why the scenery of the back mountain always looks so familiar! ! !