Santana stopped at the mouth of an alley, signaled the driver to stop and continue driving. It wasn't until he turned around a street corner that Fang Bei got out of the car. He said to the driver, "You just wait for me here, don't move." ”

The driver regarded Fang's orders as if they were precepts, and nodded solemnly. Fang Bei couldn't help but smile, then took five steps and made three steps, and walked back quickly.

Qian Xinzhong and his assistant walked to the deepest part of the alley and stopped in front of a courtyard with a single door. Qian Xinzhong's eyes were bright, and the assistant understood and stepped forward to knock on the door. Fang Bei, on the other hand, hid next to a telephone pole ten meters behind, silently monitoring their every move.

When the assistant knocked on the door for the third time to no avail, Qian Xinzhong became a little impatient and motioned for the assistant to kick the door open. At the same time, there was a creak, the door opened, and an old man with gray hair hunched over and on crutches appeared. The old man looked at the two strangers in front of him and asked puzzledly, "Young man, who are you looking for?"

"Uncle, are you Mu Long?" Qian Xinzhong's face changed very quickly, he was impatient a second ago, but this second he has become respectful and convincing.

"So you want to find Mu Long, you want to see him, right? Mu Long's medical skills are indeed trustworthy, what rheumatism and bone pain, bruises and sprains are guaranteed to treat you satisfactorily...... "Although the old man is older, he talks a lot and is very talkative. It's just that the old man talked enthusiastically for a long time, and after all, he was talking about himself, without talking about the point.

Qian Xinzhong's assistant couldn't help it, and interrupted: "Uncle, you just need to tell us that you are not at home." ”

"Alas, it's a pity, young man, you're a step too late. The old man was chattering, and suddenly sighed. At that moment, Qian Xinzhong and his assistant were stunned, could it be that the Mu Long they were looking for was already dead? Although Fang Bei in the distance couldn't hear their words, his expression was clear, and he guessed eighty percent.

If Mu Long died, not only would Qian Xinzhong and the others run in vain, but a big basket of problems in his heart would probably have to be buried with Mu Long, and he couldn't solve it.

After a while, the old man didn't continue to speak, and Qian Xinzhong could only ask with a sense of frustration: "When did Mu Long die?"

The old man picked up his crutches and struck the floor twice, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about! Mu Long is alive and well, how can you say that he is dead? Isn't this a curse on him?"

Qian Xin was discouraged, suffered a dumb loss, and was counted down by the white-bearded old man. Fang Bei looked at everything in his eyes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a long time, it turned out that the old man was panting for breath, and Mu Long was not dead after all, at least it was a good thing.

The assistant was about to go crazy at that time, but was hurriedly stopped by Qian Xinzhong, he is a very deep city, and he will not easily expose his true nature. "I'm sorry, old man, it's my fault. Please let us meet Mu Long!"

"He moved away a year ago, you guys look elsewhere!" The old man blamed Qian for talking nonsense, he was very angry, he didn't want to say any more, took two steps back, and closed the door heavily.

Qian Xinzhong shouted several times in a row, but there was no response. He glanced back suddenly, but fortunately, Fang Bei didn't relax for a moment, and shrank behind the telephone pole in time to avoid being exposed.

After making sure that no one was paying attention, Qian Xinzhong said to his assistant: "Be sure to ask about Mu Long's whereabouts." ”

The assistant didn't say a word, raised his big foot and kicked it out hard. Bang! The fragile and old door opened. Qian Xinzhong and his assistant rushed in one after another.

Fang Bei saw it clearly, and his heart was numb, but he didn't want to reveal his identity so early, so he could only slam his fist on the telephone pole to vent.

A few minutes later, Qian Xinzhong and his assistant came out of the courtyard, although there was no clue on their expressions, but they didn't need to think about it to know that they got the answer they wanted 100%. The two went straight out of the alley, and judging from the location of their phones, they had already taken Santana to their next destination.

Don't be uneasy, and walk quickly into the courtyard. As soon as he stepped in, Fang Bei immediately heard a groan of pain. He didn't have time to think about it, he almost rushed to the back room. The white-bearded old man collapsed beside the bed, his expression hideous and painful.

"Old man, I'm a doctor, I'm here to help you. Don't be afraid that the old man will misunderstand and be frightened again, so he explained in advance. He lifted it up and did a careful full-body examination.

In fact, the money-hearted assistant didn't torture the old man much, but after all, the old man is old, and his body is far inferior to that of young people, so where can he withstand the toss. Fang Bei helped the old man to lie on the bed with his back up, and attached a trace of Sixiang Wuji internal force to his palms to massage him, invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis.

After ten minutes, the old man felt much more comfortable, and the pain gradually decreased. Thank you again and again, and don't talk to the old man concisely and clearly.

"Young man, your technique of massaging the bones is very authentic, and it seems to be more effective than Mu Long's. The old man first praised Fang Bei's level, and then continued, "You must have come to find Mu Long as well, you have to hurry up." At No. 99 Rising Sun Avenue, Mulong's small clinic is located there. ”

Even if the old man doesn't say it, Fang Bei can track Qian Xinzhong according to the location of his mobile phone, but in this way, Fang Bei can speed up his pace. Before leaving, the old man shook Fang Bie's hand earnestly and instructed: "The two of you just now have bad intentions, but you are different, so Mu Long's safety can only be entrusted to you." ”

Back in the taxi, the driver hurriedly said, "You can be regarded as out, the Santana just now has been gone for a long time." ”

"I know, go to the Rising Sun Avenue now, quickly!" Fang Bei's instinct told him that something bad was about to happen.

The driver was stunned for a moment, then smiled, patted his chest and promised, "Dude, don't worry." It's the morning rush hour, and those two grandsons must be stuck in the fifth ring. We went the other way, a little farther but not in a traffic jam. ”

......

By the time they arrived at Mulong's clinic, Santana hadn't shown up yet, as the driver said. Fang Bei walked into the clinic, where a middle-aged man in a white lab coat, a round face and glasses was reading a newspaper.

"May I ask if you are Mu Long?" Fang Bei asked.

The man answered, and then replied, "Yes, it's me." What is wrong with you, young man?"

"You have a classical medical book called Numerology Finger Return, right?" Fang Bei couldn't help but be a little excited, and soon, he could know if the "Numerology Finger Return" in his hand was the same as Mu Long's.

Mu Long nodded subconsciously, and then hesitated: "It turned out that there was, and then ...... Wait, how do you know?"

Finally solved a question, Fang Bei was relieved, it seems that the "Numerology Finger Return" he got from Mohican was taken by Mohican from Mu Long, the two are the same book, and there are no two books. So now, there is only one question left for Fang Bei to know - why does Mo Ying value this medical book so much?

Fang Bei came back to his senses, ignored Mu Long's question, and said, "You hurry up and find a place to hide, it's best to move out of R City temporarily, someone wants to trouble you." ”

Mu Long suddenly realized, thoughtfully reached out and touched Fang Bei's forehead, and then said to himself: "Strange, it's not hot......"

Fang Bei's face was full of black lines, not only did the old Chinese medicine doctor not take his words seriously, but also thought that he had a high fever and burned his brain. He was about to explain it in detail when he heard the sound of Santana's engine. It's not good, Qian Xinzhong has already arrived, Fang Bei signaled Mu Long not to say more, lifted the curtain, and hid in the temporary ward in the clinic.

Before Mu Long could react, at the same time, Qian Xinzhong and his assistant had already walked into the clinic. When he opened his mouth, he asked, "Are you Mu Long?"

"Yes, that's right, I'm Mu Long. Mu Long, the old Chinese medicine doctor, thought to himself: The young man just asked me not to say more, but just to confirm my identity, it shouldn't be too much, right?

How did Mu Long know how much trouble this answer would cause him. Qian Xinzhong and his assistant looked at each other and smiled, and finally found the old Chinese medicine doctor, and it was not in vain that they blocked the fifth ring for an hour. Qian Xinzhong said very happily: "Very good, Mr. Mu Long."

Here's the thing, I heard that you have a precious medical book "Numerology Fingers" in your hand, you can make a price and sell it to me. ”