Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Uncle Shi died because of her, and she never stopped feeling guilty.

The details of getting along with the uncle are so vivid.

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Even though it was already dark, Yang Zimei missed her uncle very much, so she warmed a pot of good wine, brought some exquisite pastries, and went to Yuzhenzi's grave with Zhenzi. [

I haven't come for a month, and the graves are covered with grass.

Yang Zimei refused Zhenzi's help, pulled out the weeds on the grave by herself, then knelt in front of the uncle's grave, poured a glass of wine, poured it in front of the grave, and murmured to the uncle For a while.

It's a pity that the uncle may have gone to reincarnation, and she can't even see the ghost of the uncle.

"Master, this is not a human being."

Sadako suddenly called out.

Yang Zimei turned back to the shed specially built for Meng Tianxiao.

That day, in order to avenge her uncle, she imitated Empress Lu and cut off Meng Tianxiao's hands and feet and soaked them in a wine vat. She gave him the thousand-year-old ginseng that could hold his last breath, and asked him to guard the spirit of his uncle here. , atonement, pain.

She got up hastily, and found that the head on the wine urn turned out to be a wax head.

What about real people?

She frowned slightly, calculated with her fingers, and found that Meng Tianxiao's aura was already far away, maybe not in the country.

Could it be that he was rescued by his junior brother Li Tangyi?

That day, in order to prevent anyone from breaking into this place, Yang Zimei set up a shady formation. Ordinary people would not be able to walk in here to see Meng Tianxiao. Even Li Tangyi, who knew a little about magic, should not have such skill.

The formation here showed no signs of being passive at all, and he must be a master if he could walk in and replace Meng Tianxiao.

When she thought that Meng Tianxiao was the one who killed her uncle, she was filled with righteous indignation and wished she could drag him out and torture him to death.

She looked at the realistic head of the wax figure, thought for a while, took out three silver needles, and muttered a word according to Meng Tianxiao's birth date, and then the three needles directly pierced the Tiantan acupoint of the wax figure.

Far away in the United States, Meng Tianxiao, who was sitting in a wheelchair with prosthetic limbs on his body, but was in good spirits, was chatting with the maid who served him, when he suddenly felt a headache, as if countless needles were being pricked. The pain was so great that he almost rolled out.

The maid was shocked, and hurriedly hugged him and asked, "Mr. Meng, what's wrong with you?"

"Hurry up and get a red cloth to cover my head."

Although Meng Tianxiao's hands and feet were gone, he still had that keen sense of physiognomy. He felt that the sudden headache should not be a disease, but someone cast a spell on it, so he hurriedly yelled. [

The maid didn't know where to find the red cloth, so she had to cover Meng Tianxiao's head with a pair of red underwear.

The pain in Meng Tianxiao's head gradually disappeared.

And Yang Zimei, who was in front of Yu Zhenzi's grave, saw the three trembling needles suddenly stop beating, and understood that Meng Tianxiao must have taken a method to break his Thousand Miles Chasing Soul Curse.

Because this distance is too far, breaking the curse is also extremely simple.

If Meng Tianxiao was within a hundred miles, she would not have given him a chance to break the curse.

Yang Zimei didn't pick up the three silver needles either, and went back to the uncle's grave and knelt down to swear that she would bring Meng Tianxiao's head back again to worship the uncle.

Leaving the uncle's grave, Yang Zimei and Zhenzi went down the mountain.

The mountain road is winding, and the shadow of the soul is blurred. Not long after she left, a figure in a blue Taoist robe stood in front of Yu Zhenzi's grave, followed by a black cat with one red and one green pupil...

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