Xuanxia

Chapter 123 Another Curse

Ding Shuanghe's son's room is considered the best room in the huge courtyard of Kuaijianmen.

Nothing in the house was sold, it was cleaned immaculately, and there were even two wet nurses.

When Fu Qingzhou followed Ding Shuanghe to the room, the child had just fallen asleep after feeding. The child was obviously over one year old, but at first glance he looked about the same size as a three or four-month-old baby, thin, small and dark.

"Alas, when the child was born, his mother died of complications during childbirth, and now he..."

Ding Shuanghe looked at his son and inserted his fingers into his hair in pain, pulling out a few dry white hairs: "What sin have I committed!"

Fu Qingzhou approached the sleeping child, leaned over to look at him, and moved his lips slightly.

"Help me check his condition. If you can cure this child, I will get you a piece of fine jade."

The smoker was delighted: "You said it! Also, don't throw the jade away casually after you get it!"

Fu Qingzhou nodded: "Don't worry, as long as you don't mess around, I won't go back on my word."

"it is good!"

The smoker was motivated and immediately became full of energy: "Try to transfer some of your inner energy to this child, and leave the rest to me!"

Fu Qingzhou nodded, gently stretched out two fingers and placed them on the child's wrist. The Yiran Jue flowed slowly, transmitting a very thin breath.

He didn't know much about medicine and could only sense that the breath was flowing very lightly in the child's body, with some obstruction and obscurity, but he didn't understand what it meant.

"Huh?"

The smoker suddenly exclaimed: "This little kid has been cursed!"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "A strange curse?! How could such a young child be cursed!"

"Who knows?"

The Smoker said lazily, "This curse isn't that clever, but it is indeed quite old. Even in my time, it was considered an old curse. And it is really vicious. The person who cast the curse must have sacrificed a lot of things."

Fu Qingzhou frowned and fell into deep thought.

The Smoker continued, "Hey, I think I know what's going on?"

"Oh?" Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Tell me about it?"

"Haha, the curse is not on this kid at all." The smoker sneered, "I'm afraid the curse is on that Sect Leader Ding!"

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "What does this mean?"

"Hehe, I think someone cursed Ding Shuanghe to have no descendants!" The smoker laughed dryly: "That's why his wife died in childbirth and his son is half dead!"

"The source of the curse lies with Ding Shuanghe. If this son dies, even if he marries a new wife and has another child, the ending will be the same!"

"And...if my guess is correct, the person who cast the spell is probably not a skilled magician at all. He learned this extremely complicated spell from somewhere and sacrificed his own blood and even his life to cast the spell with some kind of ritual!"

Fu Qingzhou's scalp tingled when he heard this.

How much hatred must one have to do such a thing?
"Well, can it be solved?" he asked in a low voice.

The smoker said leisurely, "Yes, why not? It's easy to solve. You can handle it at the second level of spiritual enlightenment. I'll prescribe a prescription for you. Go get some medicine and let the father and son drink it. After drinking it for three days, put the father and son together at midnight to cast a spell, and the curse will be lifted."

Fu Qingzhou was delighted: "So simple?"

The smoker immediately became alert: "I'm telling you, kid, don't go back on your promise just because it's easy!"

After saying that, it gnashed its teeth and started cursing again: "Damn it, if I had known earlier I would have made this matter more complicated..."

"Okay, I won't go back on my promise to you." Fu Qingzhou laughed.

After saying that, he withdrew his finger from the child's pulse and turned around.

"Young man, what's the matter?" Ding Shuanghe was very nervous.

Fu Qingzhou still remembered that he had said "I need to consult the seniors". If he directly told him how to treat it, wouldn't it be like slapping himself in the face? Therefore, he just frowned and murmured: "I can only detect that there is a strange curse in your son's body."

"A strange curse?!"

Ding Shuanghe was shocked: "Who would cast a curse on my son?!"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "I don't know the details. I will contact that senior next. Maybe he will have some treatment methods, but I can't guarantee whether it will work."

He didn't say everything, after all, this guy, Smoker, was an old pervert... he never forgot this.

Who knows if after it finishes what it said, it will find that it has not yet solved the curse of the Ding father and son, and then the smoker will make new demands and will continue to treat them after they are met?
Fu Qingzhou has always regarded this "portable grandfather" as one of the biggest threats.

No matter how good their relationship appears to be, he will never forget that there is a mark of a strange curse on his palm, and it is a strange curse that no one can break at the moment.

But even after hearing his ambiguous words, Ding Shuanghe was still extremely excited and moved.

He held Fu Qingzhou's hand tightly and said, "Young man, I'm counting on you! I don't know how many white hairs I have had in the past six months, and I don't even know the cause of my son's illness, but you can tell at a glance! This is already a great help!"

Fu Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it. If I have the ability, I will definitely save your son. I just hope that Master Ding will not forget to help me contact the Young Master of the Wulin Alliance."

Ding Shuanghe nodded his head: "Of course, of course!"

After leaving Kuaijianmen, Fu Qingzhou went without stopping to get the herbs according to what Yan Gui had described.

These medicinal herbs were indeed precious, but they were not rare treasures. He spent several dozen taels of silver in the first pharmacy and bought half of the medicine. Then he heard from the owner that the remaining medicine was only available in a large pharmacy in the north of the city, so he had to rush to that large pharmacy again.

"Two liang of Qingxin Pu leaves, five liang of Yinsi grass, three grams of Yanzhi, and ten pieces of Linwu leaves and nine grams of Xueronggan..."

Fu Qingzhou leaned on the counter of the medicine shop, reciting the medicinal herbs that the smoker told him.

The big pharmacy is worthy of being a big pharmacy. After listening to it, the medicine boy began to sort and weigh the medicine in the medicine cabinet very skillfully.

Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, but when he weighed his purse, which was clearly much lighter, he felt a little pain in his flesh.

It costs money to do good deeds...

Just as he was bored and waiting for the herbs, the chatter of two customers in the nearby medicine shop came into his ears.

"Have you heard? Today, the disciples of the Quick Sword Sect were beaten half to death!"

"Hahaha, how could I not have heard of it?"

"If you ask me, he deserves it! Ding Baopi has been so arrogant for so long, and now he has finally gotten his comeuppance!"

Fu Qingzhou pricked up his ears and tilted his head slightly.

Ding peeled skin?
The two were still chatting: "Damn it, he made all the money in Meifeng City in the past few years. Working under him, I didn't see much money and got sick from all the work. Now, his wife is dead and his son is sick. He deserves to live a few more years!"

"It would be better if the entire Kuaijian Sect was disbanded!"

"This kind of person deserves to be killed without any descendants! After he dies, he should be hung on the city gate for public display!"

"Seeing him in such bad luck makes me happier than if I had earned a hundred thousand taels myself, hahahahaha..."

The two chatted as they walked out of the shop, their laughter gradually fading away.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment.

"Guest sir."

The medicine boy called him crisply, "Your medicine has been prepared. Thank you for the eighteen taels of silver."

Fu Qingzhou smiled at him, revealing his white teeth: "Sorry, no more."

Thanks to the book friend 991075. ｑdcn for the reward~

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