Qin Liuxi then went to help Qin Bohong with his dislocated hand. She pulled the bone back without any pity, causing the person to wake up from the coma.

"You, you...Where am I?" Qin Bohong looked at the familiar layout in a daze.

Is he in the mansion?

No, didn’t he go to sacrifice to heaven and the earth move?

"Yes, the earth moved, someone was sucked by a dragon and swept it into the sky, and fell down again. Ahhhh, he died so miserably, and the blood was flowing on me." Qin Bohong screamed.

Qin Liuxi thought he was noisy, so he poked the silver needle, glared at him, and fell softly on the couch.

He handled his hands expressionlessly, buckled the bandage into his neck, clapped his hands, and said, "You should deal with the wounds outside the skin by yourself. Remember to go to the Changsheng Temple to get the ointment every day. I'll go see the old man, and then leave."

Wang was stunned: "So anxious?"

"Yeah." Qin Liuxi thought for a while, walked to the side, took a stack of yellow paper, drew the talisman quickly, and quickly drew a stack of fire talismans and a dozen amulets, handed it to Wang, saying, "This year will be a cold winter, there will be snow disasters, and the food will be saved. The future will not be easy, you know. You can see and deal with these fire talismans, folded together and worn close to your body, keeping warm. You can also put these safety talismans away."

"Where are you going again?" Wang was reluctant to let her go.
Chapter completed!