Traveling Through the Stars

When Zhan Yi saw Feng Ling's attitude, he hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing, and the medicinal herbs were formulated for three days.

When Feng Ling went back, Luo Bi was still awake, so she walked lightly out of the bedroom to soak herbs, and started making dinner.

Zhong Yan was also making dinner, Tong Yiting was sitting at the table shouting for water, the pregnant woman was the biggest, Zhong Yan ran out of the kitchen upon hearing the sound, poured a cup of warm water into her hand, turned around and ran back to the kitchen.

Luo Bi couldn't smell the smell of medicinal herbs, so she leaned into Feng Ling's arms and drank it in small sips, and the quilt smelled of medicinal herbs when she lay down on the bed. After drinking for two days in a row, Luo Bi was still depressed, Feng Ling felt that this was not good, since drinking the herb didn't help, so she couldn't be careless.

With the crescent moon in the sky and the sky full of stars twinkling, Feng Ling glanced out of the window: "Tomorrow we will go to Shuiyue Bamboo Garden and let Zhan Yi take a closer look at it for you."

Luo Bi hugged the quilt lazily, didn't want to say a word, and said after a while: "No, I'm not sick, it's just a fright, just get enough sleep."

"You've been sleeping for several days." Feng Ling shook her head, walked to the closet and took the quilt and put it on the head of the bed, letting Luo Bi lean on it: "I can't delay any longer, I have to go to Shuiyue Bamboo Garden tomorrow. "

The man's attitude was unquestionable, and Luo Bi hesitated: "Actually, you don't need to drink herbs, you can try other methods."

Feng Ling turned her head to look at her: "Let's listen."

Luo Bi took a deep breath, and didn't know where to start. After deliberating on her words, she said half-truthfully, "I'm scared to death. Just use the method of the ancient earth to call my soul. Drinking herbs may not be effective. .”

Feng Ling's pupils widened suddenly, this weird idea was too absurd, he couldn't help worrying, he quickly sat on the edge of the bed and took Luo Bi into his arms, carefully observing Luo Bi's expression, but he didn't see anything.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Ling asked.

You see, future interstellar humans don’t believe in calling souls at all. Luo Bi sighed, and had to move her family out in order to persuade Feng Ling: “I was frightened when I was a child, so I lost my energy. My father would take the clothes I wore that day. clothes into the yard, draw a circle with a zipper, and call my name."

Feng Ling seemed to be listening to the scriptures without moving, Luo Bi suddenly had a twitch, and said: "Father shout, I promise, sleep, and you will be fine. If you don't believe me, you can ask my father or my mother. She also called me a soul once."

In the end, Luo Bi stared at the handsome face of the man, and added: "It's very good."

Feng Ling was speechless for a while, the method Luo Bi proposed was unknown to him, and it was probably not very reliable, but Luo Bi moved his father-in-law's family out, so he always had to ask, thinking of Feng Ling calling Luo Hang a newsletter.

When Luo Hang picked up the communication, he was a little worried about his daughter: "Why are you so scared? She has been very courageous since she was a child."

Feng Ling's expression paused, and Luo Hang continued: "It's quite useful. Tonight, before Abi goes to sleep, you take her a piece of clothing, use a trap to wrench in the yard, turn left three times, turn right three times. Okay, three nights in a row will be fine."

Feng Ling was not feeling well, hung up the communication and remained silent for a while, then brought a basin of warm water, threw a clean towel in to soak it, wringed it dry, and gently wiped Luo Bi's face and hands.

During this period, Feng Ling didn't say a word, and it was too strange for Hun Hun to say it, and he needed time to accept it.

Luo Bi could imagine Feng Ling's conflicted mood. She was obviously lacking in energy at the moment, so she still tilted her head to observe the man's expression. There's no other meaning, it's just a bad taste, no matter when, her character in the bones can't be changed.