Lei Qianjun really knows an expert.

Song Yiran looked at the shriveled little old man in front of him, who was barely good-looking, barely one meter six tall, and had a body of less than one hundred pounds, and his eyes were full of big question marks. It's not that she judges people by their appearance, but in her opinion, this old man's health is bad enough, is he really an expert?

"Yellow-haired girl, what kind of eyes are you?" The little old man looked weak, but he was really full of energy when he spoke, and he seemed to be in good spirits!

Song Yiran's eyes widened, and he slammed back mercilessly, "What kind of eyes do you don't know how I am?" She is almost one meter seven, and when she stands with the little old man, she does have an advantage in height. A condescending meaning was expressed, almost making the little old man vomit blood.

"Now these young people don't know at all that they respect the old and love the young! ! " As he spoke, he slapped his chest twice with his small fist, looking like he was about to faint with anger.

There are so many plays.

Lei Qianjun and Song Yiran sat in a row, waiting for the old man to wake up.

Sure enough, after three minutes, the old man saw that no one cared about him, so he gave up silently.

"Old man, I'm old, what are you calling me to do here, Lei boy, are you looking for me?" The little old man said very sadly: "You know, I don't have a few years to live, what are you tossing me for?"

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Song Yiran actually heard a little bit of resentment, and it was a bad chill in his heart. How did Brother Lei and this little old man meet! How could there be such a strange person in the world!

Lei Qianjun, who had never spoken, said slowly until this moment: "Haven't you been looking for students? What do you think of my fiancée?"

"Just her, when I am a student...... the little old man was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of disbelief, "What did you say?

The little old man looked Song Yiran up and down a few times, then looked at Lei Qianjun, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"The thousand-year-old iron tree has bloomed, and your kid actually has today~"

Song Yiran wanted to laugh very much! Fortunately, Xu Yinghong and Lei Yingying went out, otherwise after listening to his words at this time, I was afraid that I would scold him for being disrespectful!

Well, maybe he has a really good relationship with Brother Lei?

As if seeing Song Yiran's question, Lei Qianjun opened his mouth to explain: "This is Professor Ouyang Ruoqing, specializing in some strange things!"

"What do you mean by something strange and weird! Xiao Leizi, can you speak? What I study is all the things left by my ancestors, and the ancient books are all good things that ordinary people cannot be blessed. ”

Song Yiran was overjoyed, "So, what are you studying?"

Ouyang Ruoqing suddenly became serious, straightening up his somewhat rickety body, "They all say that I am a scoundrel who doesn't learn and can't learn, but I know I'm not." Girl, have you ever heard of a doctor?"

Song Yiran's eyes fluttered, "Doctor Cup?" She must have heard it! The master who taught her the Mind Method in her previous life once said that the Mind Method of their sect was all passed down from the Doctor Sect! And the Doctor Doctor was just a branch of the Sect. They started in the pre-Qin period, flourished in the Han and Tang dynasties, and began to disappear from the world after the five dynasties and ten kingdoms. Some people say that their sect is too damaging to yin morality, and they have been punished by heaven, and their talents have withered, so they have to hide and cultivate themselves, so as to pass on their bloodline skills.

It's a pity that the cup gate only splashed a little bit in the vast river of history, and it was soon submerged.

In later generations, many of the cup-making skills in the cup gate were lost. There are ancestors in the family of the master who met by chance who are also from the cup, and they have passed on half of the mental method, but it is used to strengthen the body and wash the marrow, but it has nothing to do with the poison of the cup.

It is also strange to say that a sect like Cupmen, which is not ashamed of the world, actually has a heart that is inclusive of all things and teaches people to be kind. Perhaps, the cup doctor is also a doctor in the final analysis. If people are not evil, then what is evil?

Yiyang Ruoqing thought that Song Yiran had never heard of it, and said triumphantly: "Old man, I studied this, and I have studied for most of my life!

"Hmm!"

"Well, what's the use of learning those things, or you can think about it and study medicine with the old man?"

Song Yiran was a little confused, listening to the old man's meaning, could he be from Beijing Medical University?

"Are you a professor at Beijing Medical University?" the last two words were said hesitantly.

"Of course!" Ouyang Ruoqing had a smug expression, "What's the matter, I'm a serious academic!"

Sorry, I didn't see that!

"May I ask Professor Ouyang, are you a tutor at Beijing Medical University, a visiting professor, a graduate student, have you published academic papers, have you studied any topics related to cup medicine?" Song Yiran knew that all of this was impossible! Even if there really was such a scientific project, it would definitely be top secret, and it would be impossible to publicly approve the project.

"Uh......" Ouyang Ruoqing shook his head, "No!" "Now in the whole of Huaxia, there are probably not many people who can explain what the 'cup' is. There are even fewer inheritors and researchers of this knowledge. Perhaps in the deep mountains of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, there are still a few heirs who are still inheriting the skills of the cup door incognito, but these people are all out of the world, even if someone finds their heads, they will not admit it.

Who would say with great fanfare that he was the heir of the Cupmen? Isn't this looking for death! You must know that in ancient times, if a person in the Cupmen was not born, he thought that as soon as he was born, he would serve the princes of the world, and that was when the great chaos came. The current people of the cup, for fear of being approached by those powerful people, shrank their heads one by one!

Song Yiran chuckled, "Why should I do such a career with no future?" I'd better go to my university honestly." ”

"You, you girl is too visionless! I am the only one in the whole country, do you know?"

Song Yiran nodded, "Mmmm, I know, the scorpion is poopy, and it is poisonous." ”

Ouyang Ruoqing was almost angry and vomited blood, and asked Lei Qianjun, "Where did you get such a little monster from!!"

"Seriously, my grandfather was hit by a cupworm, and it is estimated that he will not live long after, you are an authority in this area, you should be able to understand a little, right?"

"Cup?" Ouyang Ruoqing thought thoughtfully, "No wonder, no wonder!" He had already heard about the Lei family, and the old man Lei had avoided the door in the past few years, not only did he not show up, but it was said that even the doctor who came to see him was scolded by him. The big leader sent people to condole, but the old boy pretended to be dead, and his temper was outrageous.

These are indeed very pitiful. An eighty-year-old man, no matter how weird his temper is, it is impossible to toss like this!

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