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When the body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero.  14. Tonic

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    Qian Quanxing followed Yun Song out and shouted: "Shut up and listen to real people!"

    Yun Song greeted his two children Jishou: "Fusheng is supreme, Xiaodao is here to congratulate you two, you are a male!"

    The young man yelled, turned around and grabbed his father's arm and shouted again: "Son, no, I mean a son, a father, a son! I have a son and you are a father, no, I am a father and you are a grandfather."  I will be your father and you will be my grandfather!"

    The middle-aged man clasped his shoulders and nodded with tears in his eyes: "You are now a father! You are now a father! Wanwan has fulfilled her wish, she is now a mother!"

    Yun Song sighed: "Women are weak, but mothers are strong! Your daughter-in-law is the best mother in the world, and Xiaodao is also a well-informed person. This is the first time I have seen such a responsible and good mother."  .¡±

    Someone in the crowd said worriedly: "But, this is a coffin."

    Another person followed up and said, "That's right, a coffin is an ominous omen."

    When the child's father and grandfather heard these two sentences, they turned angry and turned their eyes.

    Seeing this, the man hurriedly explained: "Uncle, cousin, we are relatives, how could I not wish the child well? But he is indeed a coffin son, and this matter cannot be hidden from the clan or the townspeople!"

    Yun Song flicked his long sleeves and shouted: "What coffin? Ignorant, stupid, stupid! Do you know Dayu?"

    Everyone was chattering: "Da Yu who controls the water?" "Da Yu the sage, who doesn't know?"

    Yun Song was elated when he heard these words, this world is not totally different from his own.

    He said loudly: "It's good that you know Dayu! To be honest, everyone, Xiaodao used the same secret technique for the birth of his son as the one used for the birth of Emperor Dayu. You can swear on this Xiaodao with your life, and there is no lie!"

    He vaguely remembered that Dayu was considered to be the first beneficiary of laparotomy.

    Qian Quan, who had been silent by the side, clapped his hands vigorously and shouted: "So that's the case. What the real person said is true. There is a saying in "Bamboo Secretary Year", 'Cultivate yourself and give birth to Yu in Shiniu'. Emperor Dayu  He was born with the secret technique of back dissection, and the Taoist priest also used this secret technique to bless our child's birth!"

    Yun Song didn't understand what he said, but he felt very powerful.

    So he gave Qian Quanxing an appreciative look: Very good, you are very good at flattering.

    Qian Quanxing was not making up nonsense, most of the others understood what he said.

    Someone exclaimed: "The Year of the Bamboo Secretary is all true? Is there really a back dissection?"

    Qian Quanxing nodded solemnly: "I am fortunate to be with the real person, and I have seen this kind of secret technique with my own eyes. I can testify that what the real person said is absolutely true!"

    After hearing this, Yun Song was not happy, he waved his hand and said: "Xiao Dao never pretends to do things, he acts upright and sits upright, why does he need other people to testify?"

    "Everyone listen to Xiaodao's words, this child has great luck. He is different from all children. He was not stained with a drop of blood when he was born. If you don't believe me, ask Patriarch Qian and the midwife. There is a saying in our Taoism called "fetal armor protection."  body, not stained with mother's blood'."

    The midwife behind nodded desperately: "This real person is telling the truth!"

    Yun Song said again: "So ordinary birth methods cannot give birth to him, and Xiaodao was also lucky to be blessed by Taoist ancestors to bring him to the world with ancient secret techniques"

    "The real person has paid a lot for this, and has been tainted with evil fate!" Qian Quanxing added heavily.

    So the grandfather and father of the child immediately knelt down and kowtowed before Yun Song finished speaking.

    The young man took a step forward and kowtowed at Yun Song's feet:

    "I don't know Taishan with my eyes. I offended the real person so much before. Damn it, damn it. I'm sorry for the real person!"

    Another person knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, you are truly a god!"

    "Thank you, Daoist, for saving my young master."

    "Really, how much luck does this kid carry? What can he do in the future?"

    Yun Song put his hands behind his back and proudly said: "The secret must not be revealed, but Xiaodao can assure you that this son will ride a big horse in the future!"

    Both mules and horses are big animals, and riding a mule or horse is a big ride.

    If the world's technology develops faster, he might be able to ride a motorcycle. Compared with these years, wouldn't it be even more difficult to ride a motorcycle?

    So Yun Song said this with confidence and confidence, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

    Having received his assurance, the entire Qian family was even more grateful and excited, kowtowing loudly.

    Wang Youde was also very excited, he rushed up to hold Yun Song's hand and shook it vigorously:

    "Really, I doubted your ability after listening to your jokes before going down.We really thank Xiaodao, so let Xiaodao take this bowl of tea back.  "

    He felt that he was indeed a little weak, how could he still walk when he was full?

    Qian Quanxing thanked him solemnly, and prepared a bunch of supplements for him.

    When Yun Song went out, Qian Quanxing brought twenty or thirty members of the Qian family to see him off. When he went out, they all bowed down.

    This made Yun Song very embarrassed. On the way, he asked Wang Youde, "Why are the Qian family so polite?"

    Wang Youde said: "The five generations of the Qian family are single-handed. If it weren't for the real person, you are generous, and their family will die in this generation!"

    Yun Song said: "How could it be? Didn't Qian Anjiang say that their Qian family has dozens of grandchildren?"

    Wang Youde introduced: "The Qian family he mentioned is the Jiangnan Qian family. The branch in our old town is a collateral line. Their family is not prosperous. From Qian's father to him to Qian Anjiang and then to Qian Changkang, it has been passed down through four generations.  Already!"

    He looked left and right, then leaned closer and whispered: "I'm afraid this generation will have to be passed on alone. Qian Changkang went to Shanghai to do business at the beginning of the year and met a gangster. It seems to have hurt his life. Look, he has lost all his beard."

    Yun Song lifted the levator anus, and Jishou said: "Fusheng is the supreme god, Wang benefactor, sit quietly and meditate on your own mistakes, and don't talk about others."

    He decided to grow a beard in the future.

    No wonder the ancient Taoist priests all had beards.

    Wang Youde hastily replied: "Follow the real person's teachings."

    The sun was a bit strong, and most of the pedestrians on the street were in the shade to escape the heat.

    But Yun Song quite enjoyed the feeling of being exposed to the sun.

    This made him panic: Is it true that I am young and wilted?

    Wang Youde is fat, and he sweats crazily after being exposed to the scorching sun, and there are oily spots in his sweat.

    He wiped his sweat vigorously, and cast admiring gazes at Yun Song: The real person has a high level of cultivation, and he may have already cultivated the ability to be invulnerable to cold and heat.

    Yun Song frightened for a while and then calmed down. His eyes were attracted by all the living beings in the old town.

    It was a bit dark yesterday evening, and his eyes were dimmed from hunger, so yesterday he was just looking around in the town.

    This will be full of food and drink and good light, and the old town is another look in his eyes.

    Under the bright sunshine, this town has a sense of ancient vicissitudes.

    People here, no matter young or old, have plain and simple faces.

    Because of the proximity to the river, many businesses have stone reservoirs in front of them, and children in simple clothes and dogs fight water fights inside.

    Under the shade of trees in the streets and alleys, some old people and women are weaving objects with ivy, such as rattan chairs, rattan baskets, rattan backs, and many styles.

    Old and young men walked on the street with their dark and shiny skin, some with bare feet and trousers on their shoulders carrying fish baskets, in which live fish were jumping, some were sweating while carrying farm tools, and some were sad.  Walk in a hurry.

    He didn't know what the situation was in this world in this era, but judging from the lives of the people in the old town.

    The years are quiet and good, live and work in peace and contentment
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