Chapter 164

"Won't you invite us in?"

Feng Qianwei took back the Phoenix white moon flute and said faintly.

"Come on! Come on in!"

Mrs. Ji quickly took them into the house. Although the place was not very big, it was cleaned very clean.

She wouldn't have become so lonely if she couldn't meet people. Originally, a beautiful woman like flowers and jade was tortured by this terrible black spot.

Everyone hated her and thought she was an ominous monster. She had to hide and dared not go out again.

Feng Qianwei walked into the house and saw that it was also very warm and comfortable.

Although Mrs. Ji was excluded because of her ugly appearance, she did not abandon herself. She lived alone in a quiet corner and cleaned up her home.

On the tablecloth with plain white and blue flowers, there is a brass five petal oil lamp, which is soaked in the black wick, and an orange lamp flower is in full bloom.

"Patter!"

The sound of oil lamp burning broke the silence in the night with the smell of incense.

Feng Qianwei sits on the chair and feels the pulse for Mrs. Ji.

Mrs. Ji looked at her uneasily and looked at her normal hand. She felt that the little girl in front of her might change her fate.

"Your body condenses too much yin and cold air. You need to force these cold air out of your body by means of medicine bath."

Feng Qianwei concluded that her former residence had been tampered with and became a very cold place. Living there all year round is a blessing without dying early.

"I'll write a prescription. You can let everyone fill medicine. With medicine bath combined with acupuncture and moxibustion, it will be effective tonight."

She asked Mrs. Ji to get a pen and paper, and then wrote a prescription for her.

"At this time, only the drugstore in Zhendong should not be closed. I'll get the medicine."

The old woman said that she was Mrs. Ji's former nanny. After everyone left, she chose to stay.

"Thank you."

Mrs. Ji nodded. She didn't go out all year round. Grandma Zhang helped buy things.

"The old woman will come as soon as she goes."

Grandma Zhang took the prescription and immediately went to get the medicine, so as not to close the drugstore.

"Why would a girl want to buy my old house? It's an ominous place. The people who live there can't die well."

Mrs. Ji said, looking very heavy.

"It's all right. I know a feng shui master. It's a good place to change Feng Shui at that time. If you want to change it yourself, it doesn't matter if you don't want to sell it."

Feng Qianwei said frankly that if Mrs. Ji wants to keep such a large ancestral house, it's also human nature. She won't take advantage of people's danger.

"If you can cure me, what I said must count. Even if I don't give you the house, I won't go back. There are too many sad memories."

Mrs. Ji shook her head. She didn't want to go back in her life.

Feng Qianwei feels that the Ji family has become like this. Perhaps it is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. The ungrateful man worked as a gardener in a big family in Huansha Town, probably in Ji's house.

All this seems to have an invisible line that closely ties seemingly unrelated people and things together.

Mrs. Ji prepares the hot water. When grandma Zhang comes back from buying medicine, Feng Qianwei arranges for her to take a medicine bath.

Xu Jihuan is waiting for her in the yard. It's not safe late at night. He wants to guard her here.

"I'm going to have an injection now. The process will be difficult. You should be prepared."

Feng Qianwei said to Mrs. Ji.

"Just put the needle, I can bear it."

Mrs. Ji said calmly that the suffering she has suffered over the years is beyond the imagination of outsiders. Now it's just flesh and blood. How could she be afraid?

Feng Qianwei takes out the golden needle and calmly heals her.