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Chapter 942 Descendants of Magu

 "Bang"

After the door was closed, Moli's father came to the window again and glanced out. A series of actions made Qiu nervous, a little scared: "What's wrong with his father?"

"Damn, take out the wooden box that Grandma Eleven gave us."

Qiu's pupils shook.

This wooden box was passed to them and was already the third generation.

Never used anything inside.

Mrs. Qiu immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. She trembled and opened the tiles in the corner of the wall and pulled out a wooden box wrapped in layers of black cloth. Jasmine's father took it, opened it quickly and glanced, then closed it again. The panic on her face eased, and he said solemnly:

"After a while, the third uncle and Li are coming, if that is... then we will use the wooden box stuff."

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Peach blossoms run the fastest.

I arrived at the east end of the village in a flash.

"Bang bang bang"

Peach blossoms stopped in front of a unique courtyard and slapped the two doors to make the mountain sound:

"San Uncle, Third Uncle, open the door quickly, something happened to my mother!"

There was a sudden rush of footsteps in the yard.

The door opens.

The old man with a gray beard showed his figure. Before he could speak, Taohua bent over and rushed into the yard. The yard was very large, with dozens of shelves covered with various herbs layer by layer. The Taohua sisters also followed the third uncle to the wild to dig herbs and dry them. They entered the hall with a familiar way, and ran out again with the medicine box.

After she came out, the third uncle closed the door.

He trotted and walked through the river with Taohua, asking about the situation related to Taohua along the way. Taohua, who was running, didn't realize that this third uncle, who usually had to breathe a few times when he took two steps, could run today, and it was faster than her, and he didn't breathe without talking.

"Dad, mom, the third uncle is here."

The peach blossom man has not arrived.

The sound came to the yard.

The old and the young entered the yard, but they saw that Mrs. Qiu and Jasmine were both fine.

"San Uncle, let me speak with you."

Jasli's father led his third uncle into the inner room, pondered for a while, and revealed his concerns: "San Uncle, I suspect that there are monks in the mangrove forest doing things. Lihua, the child's mother, Jasli, all of me and I have had a brief dizziness, which is a bit unusual."

The third uncle is a descendant of Magu.

Born and raised in ancient and elegant residences.

Although he has no spiritual roots, he has spiritual energy nourishment in that bad realm. In addition, Gu Yaju planted various spiritual plants, which he helped to take care of, which was also an eye-opener. Moreover, he also fought with his sixth sister Mo Lan as a medicine boy.

Later, the Magu incident happened.

Their family was driven out of Guyaju.

I don't know if it's because of the local environment.

After their family left Guya, their bodies became weaker, and each generation lived shorter than the other. The children born died in less than a hundred days, and their relatives died one after another.

He was the only one left in the family living alone in the world.

But.

He was also suffering from illness.

Although he is alive, he is a little worse than death.

Become a doctor after a long illness.

Slowly.

He helped his tribe members see the doctor. Over time, the symptoms that entangled him were relieved.

"It's okay, I'll take a look first."

The third uncle put his right hand on Jasli's wrist and closed his eyes to sense it. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his body, as if something mysterious suddenly clinged to him. Almost immediately, he took a few steps back reflexively.

This feeling.

He is so familiar with it!
Chapter completed!
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