Ziye's lips twitched slightly unconsciously: "That Bang Yue?" ”

"Bang Yue is in a similar situation to me...... It's just that her mother is from the Celestial Clan...... She followed the young master thirty years later than I did...... Later, the young master successively accepted some of the bloodlines of the Heavenly Clan as apprentices...... But only Bang Yue and I were brought with me, and the others were warned not to cause trouble, and after being low-key, they dispersed......"

Ziye couldn't help coughing dryly, and suddenly realized: "That master ......"

"Strictly speaking, Master should be our junior disciple...... Because we came in earlier than him......"

Ziye's lips couldn't help but twitch again, junior brother, junior brother......

This means that the age of Late Autumn and Bangyue is older than that of the Master.

That's the old witch's age.

"Although the master was the oldest when the young master accepted his apprentices, he was also the most gifted...... The young master also said at that time that it was a pity for the master, if it was placed in the Heavenly Clan, he would definitely be a character...... Therefore, the young master allowed him to develop to the best of his ability without suppressing his talent...... In this way, the young master can also proudly say that he has a great apprentice......"

Speaking of which, Bang Yue herself couldn't help but laugh.

But Zi Ye didn't smile at all, and at this time she finally understood why the relationship between these three people was so harmonious.

It turns out that with the passage of time, they have regarded each other as family, which is a kind of family bond, more than any kind of affection.

As he spoke, there were three crisp knocks at the door: "Late Autumn girl......"

Late autumn gently opened the door and smiled like a flower: "He Lao ......"

He Anshan hurriedly bowed and saluted, and then walked out of the door, and when he saw Ziye, he was immediately shocked there, and he didn't dare to recognize him.

"What is this?"

"Why don't you know each other? This is Young Master Zi......"

"Sure enough, it's Young Master Zi, I haven't seen him in the past few years, and I don't dare to recognize each other for a while, so I ask Young Master Zi to forgive me......" He Anshan hurriedly made an apology.

"You don't have to be polite, I'm here today to ask ......

Zi Ye didn't want to greet him, so she took out a drawing from the bag on her waist and laid it out in front of He Anshan.

This is the appearance of flowers and plants that have been extended from the ancient book of Dan Pharmacy, although it is not as real as the original, but the general appearance has not changed much.

"He Lao, but do you know what kind of herb this is?"

He Anshan took a closer look at the drawings, nodded heavily, and said, "If I read it correctly, this should be knotweed......

"Knotweed?" Bang Yue couldn't help but murmur: "Such a weak thing has such a powerful name......"

Zi Ye couldn't help nodding secretly in his heart, this herb is indeed called Knotweed, it seems that this He Anshan does have two brushes.

"This knotweed, a herb that grows at the bottom of a cliff, withers in summer and flourishes in winter...... It is not in harmony with yin and yang, so it is generally used for serious illnesses that are more evil, such as serious injuries and stasis, turbidity, and confusion of mind......"

Bang Yue suddenly looked at Ziye, and He Anshan's heart instantly understood: "What? Young Master Zi's home...... Is there such a critically ill patient? ”

Ziye nodded solemnly: "My father was caught in the smoke of the incense riddle grass, and he is still unconscious......"

"Herbs?" He Anshan frowned slightly: "This fragrant riddle grass is logically ...... It shouldn't make people too unconscious......"