Chapter 1183 Auntie...
A little melancholy.
"Liangliang, thank Auntie quickly. Without Auntie, you will never be able to speak in this life. Auntie is your reborn parent in this life. Call her Auntie..."
Liangliang mother and son hugged each other and cried for a while. Liangliang's mother finally remembered her benefactor.
Liangliang also liked Huan Qingyan, a doctor with gentle eyes that made people feel at ease.
She timidly shouted two words, "Auntie..."
Huan Qingyan encouraged him, "Liangliang is great, keep up the good work!"
At this time, the originally sunny weather suddenly sounded like a rumble of thunder.
Huan Qingyan was confused and went out to look around, only to find that the weather was still fine, but there were dark clouds rolling in somewhere, mixed with a huge roar that could be heard from a long distance away.
Huan Qingyan looked at the dark sky, and an ominous premonition rose up.
It was almost time for the clinic to open, so he walked in and said to everyone, "That's it for today's diagnosis and treatment. You all can go back."
The villagers didn't have any urgent symptoms, and they also understood Huan Qingyan's rules, so they went back without any embarrassment.
Huan Qingyan closed the door and came to the middle courtyard.
Jimo Ya was also looking at the dense and dark sky over there, thoughtfully.
"Husband, these strange phenomena in the world seem to be a little abnormal. Something happened?" Huan Qingyan was a little worried.
Jimo Ya hadn't looked away yet, "It may have been caused by the thunderous wrath of some half-saint. Don't worry, there are also semi-saints with irritable personalities."
It is possible for a mad saint or a drunk saint to protect their shortcomings, or for the other to act drunkenly and act crazy.
"Well, the power of the saints is so powerful." Although he said this, Huan Qingyan still felt a little uneasy.
What made the half-saint feel so angry must be something unusual and trivial.
No matter how unreliable the Half-Saint is, he won't lose his temper easily.
What a huge impact this will have, as long as a monk can sense this majestic pressure of heaven and earth.
The two of them were living in seclusion in such a remote and remote place, so they could sense it, let alone a place close to the center of the human race?
Jimo Ya had dissipated his Dharma form, returned to his normal human form, and came to Huan Qingyan.
She gently hugged Huan Qingyan into her arms and said, "Xiaoyan, my husband has good news to tell you."
"What?"
"My realm as a Wang Lingshi has been stabilized. From today on, you will practice and I will open the shop?" Jimo Ya's mouth curved up with a gentle and calm smile.
"Congratulations to my husband for officially establishing the early stage of Wang Lingshi!! But, what kind of shop can you open? You don't know how to cook food, and you don't know how to treat people." Huan Qingyan was pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, our Xiaoyan is now not only a chef, but also a doctor. She is very powerful! Well, I am not as good as you, so I will open a private school to teach the children in this unknown town. Bar."
"Hey! Why don't you look down on people like you? You are already a King Spiritual Master, and I am only at the intermediate level of Xuanling Master."
Jimo Ya pulled Huan Qingyan into the room and said, "Come on, come on, it's not difficult at all. I can practice double cultivation with my husband a few more times, or maybe I want to drink some blood or something so that you can advance quickly..."
Huan Qingyan's face turned suspiciously red, "It's broad daylight, Xiaobao may be back at any time."
"Don't worry about this kid. He has been wandering outside all day long. It doesn't matter if he comes back. A few formations can keep him outside, which is enough for him to grind for an hour or two..."