Chapter 1871

It snowed all night, and the snow in Zixiao City is already overwhelming.

Early in the morning, on the street, nearby merchants and common people were seen clearing snow.

Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue walked all the way, Xin Lin cast a few fireballs, and the snow on the road melted cleanly.

"You said Emperor Longteng is weird?"

Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue set off early, and when they arrived near the Wanjin Inn, there was no one in the palace yet.

Murong Ziyue took out a few roasted sweet potatoes that Wanniang had made, and ate them together with Xin Lin.

Both women's faces were slightly red from the cold.

"I'm not sure, the bad luck on his body has disappeared. You are from Fengdong, you should know that there are all kinds of Qi in people, and they will not appear easily, nor will they disappear easily."

On the way back from the palace, Xin Lin asked Aojiaoshi about it.

Tsundere Corpse also said that it is impossible for bad luck to dissipate spontaneously, there are only two possibilities, one is that the person is dead.

The second possibility is that the person who left the bad luck took the bad luck back.

Of course, ordinary people cannot send and receive bad luck freely.

Ghost cultivators who have reached the level of Hua Yaoluo and Guihu can do it.

But even Hua Yaoluo didn't bother to do this.

Ghost cultivators are not good people, but most of them behave in an upright way. They kill people as soon as they kill them, and they will never use such indecent means as bad luck.

"But based on this alone, it's hard to believe that there is something wrong with Emperor Longteng. After all, you also know that he is your Emperor Longteng, the Ninth Five-Year Lord. Besides, no one else will see that bad luck."

Murong Ziyue hesitated.

She advised Xin Lin to act cautiously so as not to get into trouble.

"Based on this alone, I will naturally not make a judgment lightly. When I felt the pulse of Emperor Longteng, I found that his pulse was different from the previous one."

Xin Lin murmured.

Including Gui Hu's time, Xin Lin had checked the pulse of Emperor Long Teng three times.

The first time and the second time are almost the same.

But this third time...

"Although I don't understand medical principles, the pulse of a sick person and a recovered person should be different, right?"

Murong Ziyue was puzzled.

"It will indeed be different. It's just that the difference in the pulse of Emperor Longteng is not the difference between the two. It's... rather, I have two pulses on Emperor Longteng at the same time. One Fast one pulse, one strong and one weak."

Xin Lin hesitated for a while, but still told the result of his diagnosis.

Murong Ziyue opened her mouth wide, her face full of disbelief.

How could it be possible for a person to have two pulse conditions at the same time.

"Is that still human?"

Murong Ziyue murmured.

"I also found it unbelievable, so I didn't say anything on the spot, and I suspect that even if someone else came to take the pulse, they wouldn't be able to get two pulses."

Xin Lin smiled wryly.

Earlier, when Emperor Longteng praised her for her excellent medical skills, Xin Lin never forgot the look in the eyes of the two old doctors in Tai Hospital.

I'm afraid I offended the Tai Hospital.

"I have asked little Xinzhuo to pay more attention, maybe I will find something. But I am also worried that it is not safe for little Xinzhuo to stay in the palace. Fortunately, there are restrictions in the palace, and little Xinzhuo is only spending a year in the palace. I don't think so. There will be serious problems."

Xin Lin finished the baked sweet potato in his hand.

Zixiao City became more and more restless.

What happened to Emperor Longteng's body?
Da da da--

There was a sound of horseshoes, and Captain Yang came rushing through the wind and snow with the Imperial Forest Army.

(End of this chapter)

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