Chapter 1192: What a similar!

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Wang Niu Niu is not reconciled, but also human nature. Anyway, the lady is going soon, let them go in and have a look, and nothing.
They do not believe that this woman who is invited can really cure this kind of old illness, and there is no way for the famous Zhou Dafu in the town.
So, the stool stopped.
There was some emotion between the illusion and the moment.
When she passed through to the illusion, she was also the young mother of the weak mother. She was a little girl who turned the tide and dealt with the relatives who wore like a wolf...
How similar is it to Wang Niu Niu now!
It can be seen that although this little girl's temper is not good, her character is a strong and competitive, stubborn, good-hearted, flexible mind, knowing how to ask for help.
At that time, she was already fifteen years old. Now Wang Niu Niu is only a little older, four or five years old. It is not easy to do this step.
"Auntie, my mother is in it." Wang Niu Niu took back two rings and pushed the door open.
As soon as I entered the door, there was a strong musty smell on the head.
The illusion of the person who used the knowledge of God to sweep the bed, only a little bit of life, dying, dying edge.
The heart is not good, the situation is much more serious than she imagined!
Three or two steps to the bed.
A pale, thin woman on the bed, her lips are grayish black, her eyes are deep, her eyes are dark and black, her body is slender, and her hands are exposed outside the moldy pants, like the hands of centenarians, skinny, wrinkles deep. .
It was so sad to see that the death was heavy.
Wang Niuyan shed tears, and the little one stood only enough for the bed. She clutched her mother's hand tightly. "Mother, mother-in-law..."
The choked can't speak.
"Don't cry, boy, let me see first." The phantom pours on the side of the bed, and puts the hand of Mrs. Wang with one hand.
If the body is in the air, it will hang a line, the meridians will be blocked, and the mess will be very bad.
"Hey! The patient has a long-term chronic poison called rot silk. This kind of poison is not painful or itchy. It is a frequent fainting, long-term coma, very low mental strength... The poisoning period has reached five or six years. Now, I have been poisoned into five livers and six depressions, and I am in the late stage of poisoning..."
The illusion is a sinking face.
At this point, Jimo is just a to tell her the voice, "What kind of poison does this lady seem to be in?"
Jimo is at home with God's knowledge to see so far, no pressure.
"Yeah! Yes, there is a poison in the rot. This poison seems to be used by the spirits. Is there a spiritual master in this unknown town? Do you want to save people? If you save people, Found?" She thinks this place is very good, and there are special stones for Xiaobao medicinal bath.
If it is discovered, it is necessary to move.
There are a few words coming from Moya. "Yiangzi, you should consider it yourself."
"Okay." The illusion turned to save, and the nest was moved. This is a human life.
Plus the girl is really too poor.
Besides, this is also a fate. The mother and daughter have a relationship with their family and they have no reason to die.
The illusion quickly made a decision, taking a bit of pure well water from the space.
The water of the illusion of the space, even the corpse poison can be alleviated, and it is equally effective against the rot.
This kind of poison is placed on ordinary people, it is helpless, but in front of the high-level spiritual master, it is actually nothing.
Feed the well water to Mrs. Wang to drink...
At this time, Mrs. Wang has been unable to drink anything. The illusion of the face uses the aura, slowly pouring it into her, bit by bit, not afraid of trouble.