My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 63 The Gods Bestow Medicine Again
Lu Xingyao's hand was held tightly by Lu Xingyan, and he was stunned. He didn't expect that his third uncle, who looked delicate and weak, was actually quite strong.

"Third Uncle, didn't you say you weren't going to eat?"

Lu Xingyao pouted and looked at Lu Xingyan with a reproachful gaze: You don't want to eat it yourself, so you can't let me eat it either, can you?
That doesn't make sense.

Lu Xingyan coughed lightly but didn't speak. His gaze fell on the instant noodles, as if to remind his nephew not to compete with his ancestors for food, even though he probably couldn't win anyway.

Lu Xingyao was completely bewildered and didn't understand what it meant. He followed his third uncle's gaze and saw that the bucket of instant noodles that was originally full on the bamboo basket was now just the bottom with a few scattered noodles.
"???" His eyes widened in disbelief. Holy crap, this is a ghost!
Gu Xingzhao put the remaining noodles into her mouth. When you're hungry, everything tastes good. She looked satisfied. When she looked up, she saw two faces, one surprised and the other calm, both staring intently at the empty instant noodle container on the bamboo basket.

Lu Xingyao finally realized what was happening, his face turning bright red. There was no ghost at all; it was clearly his charming and powerful ancestor.

It took him a while to realize that the noodles he had personally prepared had been eaten by his ancestors. There was nothing more exciting than that!

Gu Xingzhao patted his belly and then patted Lu Xingyao on the shoulder, "Not bad, young man, you have a talent for instant noodles."

Although there's really no skill involved in making instant noodles.

Lu Xingyao appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was ecstatic!

He couldn't hear Gu Xingzhao speaking, but he could feel his shoulder being patted twice. His third uncle was right in front of him. At this moment, the only person who could pat his shoulder was his ancestor.

He wanted to cry, feeling that no one could understand his feelings.

Moreover, our ancestors should be right here!
Lu Xingyan truly didn't understand Lu Xingyao's feelings, because at this moment, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he could hardly breathe.

He couldn't take it anymore and struggled to his feet, leaning on the bamboo basket, wanting to walk away. Lu Xingyao, having snapped out of his excitement, saw Lu Xingyan about to leave and asked in bewilderment, "Third Uncle, where are you going?"

Lu Xingyao gave a frantic look: "Our ancestors are still here. If we stay here a little longer, we might be able to absorb their immortal energy, which would be very beneficial to our health!"

Lu Xingyan suppressed his discomfort and said gently, "It's windy here, I'll go back to my tent."

With that, he quickly left.

Lu Xingyao shook his head. His third uncle was really unlucky. He didn't even stay long for the ancestors who came to his door.

Gu Xingzhao watched Lu Xingyan walk away and noticed that he was taking three steps at a time, as if some raging flood was chasing him.
She knew perfectly well that this monstrous flood was most likely herself.

At this moment, a notification popped up in the background that the ward's physical condition was abnormal, which made Gu Xingzhao realize that the previous marrow cleansing fluid was useless, and it had cost her 199 offering points!
She felt a pang of regret. She should have just taken out a loan to buy the Marrow Cleansing Pill back then. Who would have thought that what she lacked now wasn't money, but rather those damned offerings?

Gu Xingzhao even wanted to slap himself twice at this moment. How could he have thought that the offerings were useless? This is the terrible consequence of not reading the instruction manual carefully!

She calculated that after buying the car, she would still have 400,000 yuan left, which she could use to buy Lu Xingyan a Marrow Cleansing Pill that she didn't have enough money for last time.

Looking at the familiar numbers on the system panel, she couldn't help but sigh. Money really makes a difference. The miraculous medicine that she didn't dare to even glance at before was now in her hands with a simple wave of her hand.

Sigh, it's just 199,999 yuan, Gu Xingzhao didn't even blink. But, can the Marrow Cleansing Pill really completely improve Lu Xingyan's physique?
She discovered that there were few descriptions of the Marrow Cleansing Pill in the system's shop, and its greater effect was actually to reshape the meridians of martial arts practitioners. Asking the system only yielded a brief description, similar to that in the shop, which was not very helpful. She could only take a gamble.

Gu Xingzhao immediately exchanged for the Marrow Cleansing Pill, fearing that getting close to Lu Xingyan would cause him physical burden, so he could only go to Lu Qing.

At this moment, Lu Qing was standing next to his granddaughter, watching her hold a pen and practice calligraphy with great effort.

The little granddaughter sat upright with a serious expression, holding the pen very carefully. However, her handwriting was truly awful, showing that she hadn't practiced calligraphy seriously when she was at home.

He remembered that when Changsun Xingyao was ten years old, he could already write beautiful characters.

But granddaughters and grandsons are different, especially since she looks so serious now, Lu Qing couldn't bear to criticize her.

Princess Shunyu was reading a book using the e-reader given to her by Gu Xingzhao. She really liked the thing in her hand and found it magical. The words on it would light up, and there were many different kinds of books on it. She could read them just by touching them with her finger.

It can be turned like a book, but it's not a book. It's only a little bigger than the palm of your hand and very lightweight.

She considered herself a princess, born into the palace, and had seen all sorts of rare treasures before, so she was quite knowledgeable, but she had never seen such a magical artifact before.

Shunyu clearly realized that only gods could possess such a thing. In this situation, she didn't know whether she should sigh or be happy to witness such a divine object.

When she was a child, she would immediately go to her father if she got any rare items. After her father passed away, she would go to find that person. Later on, only Caihe would talk to her.

Thinking of this, Shunyu couldn't help but recall the night of the ambush and the way Caihe died. She gripped the things in her hands tightly, no longer distracted, and lowered her eyes to read each word carefully, trying to divert her attention. When she encountered something she didn't understand, she would ask Lu Qing, who would patiently explain it to her.

When Gu Xingzhao came over, she followed Lu Qing and watched for a while. She found that Lu Youtang's posture was very upright, and she looked "professional". However, when she got closer and saw it clearly, the words of praise stuck in her throat. The handwriting was indeed a bit messy, but it was normal since she had just learned.

“Lu Qing, it’s been cold lately, and Lu Xingyan may be feeling unwell. I’ve found some new medicine; please take it to him when you have time.”

Lu Qing paused, was his youngest son feeling unwell?
He instinctively turned around to look, but did not see his youngest son.

Gu Xingzhao: "He said it was windy and went back to his tent."

Lu Qing felt guilty. He had been preoccupied with other matters lately and hadn't paid much attention to his youngest son, so he was unaware of this incident.
I, as a father, am not as meticulous as my ancestors: Thank you, ancestors.

Gu Xingzhao handed the item to Lu Qing and couldn't help but add a few more words of advice, "This medicine is precious, so make sure he takes it."

She wanted to say that such a small pill cost nearly 200,000 yuan, so even if it fell on the ground, she would still pick it up and swallow it.

If the ancestors considered a medicine precious, it must be a rare and miraculous medicine. Lu Qing dared not delay for a moment, fearing that he might lose the medicine. He immediately told his granddaughter to practice her writing again, while he took the medicine bottle and went to find his youngest son.

Gu Xingzhao was watching Shunyu from the side and noticed that the little princess had opened another book and was reading it very carefully.

She leaned closer to look and saw a familiar name, but almost choked on her own saliva. Wu Zetian? ???
(End of this chapter)