The Back of the Twenty-Seventh Qi-Blood Mirror

  Around 10 am, Meng Xuehui drove to the orchard below Zhao Yang's house. After getting out of the car, he touched the wound on his buttocks that felt like it was going to split open and gritted his teeth as he carried a snakeskin bag forward for over ten meters before stopping. Then, with one hand shaped like a trumpet facing the courtyard, he loudly imitated a rooster's call: "Cock-a-doodle-doo! Cock-a-doodle-doo!"

  Outside the courtyard, west wall root, Xiao Hong had just finished eating chicken food and drinking water, lying in the dug hole to rest for a while. Hearing this sound, she immediately opened her eyes! She barked twice and rushed towards the source of the sound!

  Animals generally have good memories, especially when it comes to grudges!

  Seeing Xiaohong rushing towards him with her neck stretched out, with an unstoppable momentum and a beak that seemed to be able to pierce through steel plates, Meng Xuehui let out a strange cry, threw the snakeskin bag forward, and didn't care if his wound would reopen as he hobbled back to the car.

  Little Red was blocked by the snakeskin bag and stopped for a moment, just thinking of continuing to rush towards the "enemy", but was attracted by a snake with a length of more than one meter, red body and black spots crawling out of the snakeskin bag.

  This snake was a bit smaller than the poisonous one it had eaten last time. Little Red didn't say a word, went up and pecked the snake's head with its beak! Then it chirped and rushed towards Meng Xuehui's car!

  Meng Xuehui originally stretched out half of his body to look, but now he took a glance and hastily reversed the car to escape.

  Little Red chased it out for forty or fifty meters, remembering that its "food" would no longer be pursued, and went back to eat with gusto!

  Meng Xuehui took out his binoculars and looked over, only to see Xiaohong dragging the dead snake to the empty land below the orchard, then pecking down a piece of meat with her beak and swallowing it in one gulp, before looking around vigilantly, causing her comb and crown feathers to shake.

  Meng Xuehui said in a low voice: "It turns out this chicken really eats snakes!"

  His driver said: "This chicken is not ordinary! Even professional fighting chickens are no match for it!"

  Meng Xuehui said, "That's it, I...". He originally wanted to say that he was also chased by the chicken and had to run away, but this matter, although the driver knew about it, wasn't something to be proud of, so he stopped himself from mentioning it. Instead, he picked up his binoculars and started watching with great interest.

  Two hours later, the snake entered Xiaohong's belly, and Meng Xuehui was also very satisfied to let the driver drive back.

  From that day on, Meng Xuehui became obsessed with catching snakes for Xiaohong to eat, but that's a story for later.

  At noon, Zhao Yang returned to the orchard and found that Xiaohong's body had recovered by 90%. She only pecked at the meat foam he brought twice in a symbolic manner before leaving. He didn't know that Xiaohong had just eaten a big meal!

  As Xiao Hong was almost recovered, her "special treatment" was naturally cancelled, and she was driven back to the chicken coop by Zhao Yang at night.

  The next morning, Xiaohong's loud and clear rooster crowing sounded again.

  Little Red let out a loud crow and the village rooster followed suit.

  In Zhu Xiuzhi's home, her originally urgent breathing slowed down after hearing the rooster crowing in the yard and eventually stopped. Her face, which had become somewhat distorted due to illness, also relaxed and returned to a peaceful expression.

  At the same time, Zhao Yang felt a strong spiritual fluctuation. This spiritual fluctuation contained gratitude, guilt, relief and entreaty!

  Zhao Yang seemed to have understood something, his heart surged with emotion, and the blood in his body churned like a tidal wave. Then, the Blood Mirror that had condensed at his brow's ancestral aperture rotated laboriously!

  Zhao Yang also discovered for the first time that the Blood Qi Mirror had a back side! The back of the Blood Qi Mirror was as black as ink, but inside, Zhao Yang surprisingly found Zhu Xiuzhi's figure!

  Inside, Zhu Xiuzhi's figure looked at him, with gratitude, guilt, relief and entreaty in her eyes!

  "Take your leave at ease!" Zhao Yang said softly to himself after taking a deep breath.

  Inside, Zhu Xiuzhi's figure seemed to have heard Zhao Yang's words, her eyes finally only left with a sense of relief, and then she retreated into the boundless darkness! The Blood Qi Mirror also struggled to turn back to its original position!

  At this moment, a burst of crying sound came over with the quiet morning breeze!

  Zhao Yang sat quietly on the bed, wondering if what happened earlier was just a dream caused by his thoughts during the day, or if he had really seen Zhu Xiuzhi's soul. The second realm of Xuan Youzi's medical skills: Tong Yin Yang, could it be the legendary two realms of yin and yang?

  Zhao Yang calmed down and re-condensed the mirror of Qi and blood at his brow. At this time, the mirror of Qi and blood was still as calm as usual, like a quiet water surface, clear and transparent, seemingly without a back side. But what Zhao Yang had just seen was that the back side of the mirror of Qi and blood was deep and dark, without light, like a starless and moonless night sky, and also like a mysterious door!

  If it were an ordinary person, they might think it was their own subconscious playing tricks on them, because this phenomenon is not strange at all, just like the lake water, which can be as clear as a mirror on the surface but gets darker and darker as you go deeper.

  But Zhao Yang can be sure it's not! When he was immersed in the flow of qi and blood, he was in a state of being half awake and half asleep, and in this state, there were no dreams! Moreover, when Zhu Xiuzhi retreated into the darkness, Zhao Yang happened to hear the sound of crying coming from the village.

  Zhao Yang took out "Sheng Si Bu Zhong", opened the first page. Although they were all copied from Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyao You", the two books had completely different pen intentions, such as the two characters "Kun" and "Peng". In the "Upper" book, the two characters were elegant and fluttering, but in the "Middle" book, the two characters were thick and heavy, even with a kind of ferocious feeling! As if the huge object that spanned the sky would burst out of the book at any moment!

  Zhao Yang's mind was not moved, he read word by word, and soon he entered that profound and mysterious state again. A picture appeared in his mind: it was still the carefree son standing in front of the desk writing, with people coming and going outside the window, but behind him was a pitch-black door, and behind the door, many people appeared vaguely!

  Unlike last time, this time there is only one painting. Can't see what Qiao Xiao Zi wrote with his brush and didn't hear any sound. But Zhao Yang already understood that the yin-yang Qiao Xiao Zi spoke of refers to the two realms of yin and yang!

  It was unclear how much time had passed when Xiao Hei's barking pulled him back to reality. Zhao Yang looked outside, where the sunlight was dazzling, and saw that it was already 8:30. At this moment, Sun Zhenxiang also opened the door with her key and walked in.

  "Yang Yang, why don't you go home for dinner?"

  Zhao Yang didn't think that just looking at a painting would unknowingly pass more than three hours! He put the book away, saying: "I forgot about time while reading!"

  Sun Zhenxiang looked at Zhao Yang's expression and carefully said: "The Baiqun family has left, you know that, right?"

  Zhao Yang nodded slightly.

  Sun Zhenxiang saw that Zhao Yang's expression had not changed much, and he let out a sigh of relief. He comforted him by saying: "Don't be sad, this isn't your fault, it was just her fate!"

  Thinking of Zhu Xiuzhi's departure as a relief from putting down everything, Zhao Yang's grief over the passing of life faded a lot. He calmly said: "Aunt Xiuzhi left peacefully, I'm not sad!"

  Sun Zhenxiang looked at Zhao Yang with some surprise. She had heard others say that Zhu Xiuzhi's expression was very calm, but she didn't know how Zhao Yang knew this.

  "That's good! Yangyang, you also said that being able to see your son before death and having him serve you for a month is not regrettable!"

  The temperature in Longwocun is generally above zero even in winter, so the local mourning period is at most five days. In such hot weather now, it has been shortened to two days.

  For the past two days, villagers have been going to pay their respects, but Shang Nian Tao has spread the word that Zhao Yang and his family are not welcome at his home!

  Zhaoyang just shook his head after hearing it. Whether the other party was covering up their guilt with hatred or really repaying kindness with enmity, it didn't have much impact on him and his family. However, he became more cautious about human nature, after all, this hatred originated from his kind heart!

  PS: Second update. This chapter is a bit short, I'm coding the next one, and it should be longer. Please recommend and collect!!