After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 3

When Song Shirou heard this, she thought Song Shiyun was worried about Yang, and comforted her softly: "Mom just misses the second sister too much. Now that the second sister is back, everything will be fine."

Zhang's mother said with a smile: "Miss Third is right, Madam will definitely be very happy to see Miss Second come back."

The two of them spoke easily, but the gloomy atmosphere permeating the entire Pingninghou Mansion made Song Shiyun not so optimistic.

After all, that is his mother in name now. There is a blood relationship between the two people. Since she has replaced the original body, she has a causal relationship and cannot sit idly by.

Song Shiyun thought about this, and walked to the backyard with Song Shirou and Zhang's mother. She wanted to see what was going on with the Yang family.

Yang and Song Qingyuan lived in Lantingyuan.

When Song Shiyun walked outside Yang's house, he felt that the yin energy in the area was getting heavier.

Song Shirou took the initiative to walk over, got in front of Zhang's mother, opened the curtain, and was very respectful and courteous to Song Shiyun, "Second sister, please go in first."

Song Shiyun entered Yang's house first.

Song Shirou and Zhang's mother followed behind.

As soon as he entered the house, Song Shiyun smelled a strong aroma of medicine, which was also mixed with a strong yin energy.

Song Shiyun followed the yin energy and looked over, and saw a woman lying on the bed on the west side.

She was lying on the bed with a pale face. Judging from her exposed arms, she was extremely thin, with almost only a layer of skin and bones left.

At this time, she closed her eyes tightly and seemed a little uncomfortable. She covered her heart with her hands and her breathing was a little rapid.

Song Shiyun's eyes slid over her body, and he found out that the yin energy in her body was indeed exactly the same as the yin energy in the old lady. He was probably tired of the old lady.

While Song Shiyun was observing, Song Shirou had already walked to the bedside and called softly: "Mother, the second sister is back——"

Yang seemed to hear Song Shirou's words. She opened her eyelids slightly, looked around, and said hoarsely: "Where is my daughter..."

Zhang's mother immediately introduced: "Madam, look, the second lady is here, the second lady is back."

Yang's eyes were a little distracted. When she saw Song Shiyun, her eyes became focused. After hearing this, she stretched out her hand tremblingly.

"my daughter……"

Song Shiyun looked at her hand, but his movements were a little hesitant.

She...refuses so-called family affection.

Song Qingyuan didn't think much, took her hand and put it in Yang's hand.

Yang grasped Song Shiyun's hand tightly and burst into tears, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would be able to see you come back in my lifetime. Mother really misses you... Now that I can see you, I can If I die immediately, I will die without regrets."

Song Shirou's Adam's apple moved slightly and she choked, "Why did mother say that? The second sister has just come back."

Zhang's mother also had a sore nose, "Yes, madam, now that the second young lady is back, your health will definitely get better."

Yang took a deep breath, her voice trembling, "My body, I know, I'm afraid it won't work this time. All the doctors in the palace have looked at it, but it's of no use..."

When Song Shiyun heard this, he calmly took out his hand and said, "It's not a disease of your body. It's naturally useless for the imperial doctor to come."

Song Shirou looked at Zhang's mother and couldn't help but look at Song Shiyun.

Yang didn't know why, "Shi Yun, why do you say that? Do you... still see a doctor?"

Song Shiyun took advantage of the opportunity to smooth her sleeves and pressed her palms. No one noticed that her palms, which were held by Yang, were still trembling.

At that moment, she remembered that someone had once held her hand and asked for help, but then turned around and stabbed her.

She suppressed the emotions surging in her heart and kept a normal look on her face, "I had some experience with You Yi in the countryside before, but that person was not an ordinary You doctor, but a Taoist doctor."

Song Shirou stood aside, confused, "What is Taoist medicine?"

Song Shiyun explained calmly: "The Taoist sect is divided into five categories. Mountain doctors tell fortunes. The doctors among them are Taoist doctors. There is a saying in ancient times that there are nine doctors out of ten. People in the Taoist sect have some medical skills. Taoist doctors use this as their essence, and when they travel around, they use Taoist techniques to treat people and save people from entering the Taoism."

There were three people left in the room: "..."

Can they say they don’t understand?

Zhang’s mother pondered Song Shiyun’s words over and over again and said, “What the second lady means is that you know medical skills?”

Song Shiyun nodded, "I know a little bit, but it's not ordinary medical skills. My husband... my mother's illness can't be cured by ordinary medical skills."

Song Shirou couldn't help but become nervous, "What does second sister mean?"

"She was infected with Yin Qi, external evil Qi, and was plagued by Yin Qi, so she couldn't get sick." Song Shiyun answered directly.

Yang was startled.Song Shirou and Zhang's mother were also stunned.

But the two of them suddenly remembered what had just happened at the door.

Song Shiyun just said that the old lady was in a bloody disaster.

At first it sounds like a curse.

But the old lady's back foot was really injured and bleeding. The severity of the injury is still unknown.

What a coincidence?
Song Shirou looked at Song Shiyun, with a hint of temptation in her timid eyes, "Can the second sister cure my mother's illness?"

"Of course." Song Shiyun was polite and asked directly: "Do you have pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"

Song Shirou was stunned, "What?"

Song Shiyun repeated: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, any paper and pen will do."

"Yes, yes..." Song Shirou reacted and said hesitantly: "But, what does the second sister want pen, ink, paper and inkstone for?"

"You can just get it." Song Shiyun's face was cold, with a hint of the pressure of a superior person inexplicably.

Song Shirou didn't dare to refuse.

Song Shirou agreed almost instinctively, turned around and went to Dongnuan Pavilion.

Yang lives in Xinuang Pavilion, and there happens to be a study room over there in Dongnuan Pavilion.

Song Shirou quickly took out a piece of paper and pen, and when she handed it to Song Shiyun, she was still a little timid, "Second sister...what do you want this pen and paper for?"

Song Shiyun didn't answer. He just took the pen and paper, spread it on the table next to him, picked up the brush, made fingerprints with one hand, and started to draw on the paper with the other.

Song Shirou looked at Zhang's mother and saw that she seemed to be scribbling something on the paper.

The two people couldn't help but get up and move closer, wanting to see what Song Shiyun was doing.

This is not seen do not know.

A look startled.

Song Shiyun seemed to be drawing a talisman.

Daqing Shangdao, even ordinary people, are very clear about the patterns of talismans, let alone a family like theirs.

but……

Shouldn't yellow paper and cinnabar be used to draw symbols?
Song Shiyun randomly brought a piece of paper and pen. Is it useful to draw like this?

Song Shirou and Zhang's mother couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Yang was on the verge of coma, and her body was becoming increasingly unbearable. She vaguely knew what her daughter was doing, but she wasn't quite sure, and she couldn't speak.

She just said a few words to Song Shiyun, and it seemed that all her strength had been drained away.

Zhang's mother looked at Song Shiyun's way of drawing talisman. It was different from the way she remembered how he was drawing talisman. She couldn't help but ask: "Second Miss, are you really drawing talisman? Why does this old slave look...something wrong?"

"Who told you that there are fixed standards for drawing talismans?"

Song Shiyun did not raise his head, while drawing the talisman, he said softly: "As the ancient saying goes, a little aura is the talisman. People in the world waste ink and ink. If you are really capable, you don't need so many fake tricks."

As he spoke, Song Shiyun drew a talisman with one stroke.

Zhang's mother and Song Shirou were stunned for a moment when they heard what she said so clearly.

Before he could react, he saw Song Shiyun holding a pen and drawing a tick on each of the head, gall and foot of the talisman.

Then, she put down the pen, raised her hand, put it on the tip of her teeth and bit it.

The next second, a drop of blood appeared on her fingertips.

Song Shiyun made a seal with one hand. Without thinking, he clicked on the three hooks on the head, gall and foot of the talisman. This is the dot sign.

The talisman becomes a talisman only after the dots on the talisman paper gather together.

After Song Shiyun's fortune-telling, he picked up the talisman, bowed around, and muttered something.

Zhang's mother and Song Shirou couldn't hear what she was saying, and they felt it must be some kind of spell.

Not long after, Song Shiyun's voice deepened and he whispered: "It's done."

(End of this chapter)