"This should all be caused by the restlessness of the little donor during the day, coupled with the bumpy road and the unaccustomed water, so there is such a crux." Wen Xuan talked eloquently, looking light and breezy.

"This master still knows how to heal?" Wen Xuanxue looks decent, and the boy and the house slave don't believe it.

"It's just a little understanding, can the little donor let me take a look at the pulse?"

"Absolutely." The boy generously stretched out his arm.

After just a few breaths, Wen Xuan took the pulse in a good way, and considered it for a moment in combination with the boy's situation he knew, and said loudly: "The pulse of the little donor is gentle and powerful, the qi and blood are full and the righteous qi is sufficient, it doesn't seem to be a sick person, it's just a ......."

"Just what? You just say. The boy asked eagerly.

The house slave on the side also chimed in: "My little master is pure-hearted, even if the little master says it, even if he says it wrong, the little master will not blame." ”

Wen Xuan nodded reassuringly, and asked instead of answering: "Dare to ask the little donor, but there have been some big changes in the family recently?" ”

The boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded earnestly.

"That's it, although the little donor was weak and sickly when he was young, because of his perennial physical strength, the pulse has already changed from vain and weak to gentle and powerful. This time, there is a nightmare, which is caused by the small donor's depression in the liver and lungs, and the restlessness is caused by the cause of the heart, as long as you recuperate calmly for a few days, you can be fine. ”

Wen Xuan didn't know how to take the pulse, and this remark was just because he had already judged in his heart that most of the people in this team were Mongolian and Semu nobles who had fled from the south, so he concluded that the crux of the boy's problem was his heart.

"Master did get to the point, but I'm afraid I can't let go of my heart for a while, I wonder if there is any other solution?" The boy had already believed Wen Xuan's words, and his tone became softer and more gentle.

"Please take off your shoes and socks." The reason why Wen Xuan turned the conversation here was all designed in his heart early in the morning, in order to quickly get out of this matter and leave with Han Er in case his identity was exposed.

The man immediately pulled two pestles from the side and asked the little master and Wen Xuan to sit down.

After the boy took off his shoes and socks, Wen Xuan put his bare feet on his lap, pinched the outside of the distal end of the second toe of his foot and rubbed it, and then said: "The liver is the main soul, the lungs are the main soul, and the little donor is difficult to solve the depression of the liver and lungs because of his heart, which is to cause the soul to be restless and have repeated dreams, and nightmares affecting sleep will cause restlessness during the day." If you want to quickly calm the mind is not difficult, the place where I knead is called Lidui acupoint, as long as the little donor repeatedly knead and pinch like me before going to bed to stimulate the acupuncture points, you can achieve the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, opening the mind and awakening the mind. ”

Where Wen Xuan knows how to use medical skills, this is all the method he learned from Guo Putian when he went to Heaven Village with Peng Yingyu's master and apprentice.

The boy was overjoyed when he heard this, and praised him: "Master is really a master! ”

The man on the side was also overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't expect to meet an unborn master.

"Is the little benefactor feeling better?" Wen Xuan kneaded the tea for him before putting his feet down.

"Thank you, Master, I do feel better." The boy is not a disease in the first place, but because of his more precocious nature, he thinks more than his peers, so he is often depressed.

Today, this house slave found Wen Xuan and Han Er, two fake monks, to accompany him to make such a scene, the boy was naturally very happy and interesting, and the so-called restless illness was naturally more than half of the cure.

"In that case, let's quit first." Wen Xuan sighed in his heart, thinking that he had finally succeeded in fooling the past, and he had to leave the place as soon as possible.

"Wait!" Before the boy and the house slave could speak, a deep man's voice suddenly came from behind Wen Xuan.

"Ahh Father is back! The boy was pleasantly surprised when he heard the voice, and immediately ran away from the comer.

Yangzhou appeared, sitting on Shouqiu. If you don't hit the ground with your heels, you win a lot of sorrow, not that you don't get together.

The boy's father's eyes were as big as a cow, and his thick and long eyebrows lined the edges and corners of his face more and more distinctly, and when he stood still, he immediately exuded a compelling momentum around his body, and it was Chakhan Timur who had a grudge with Wen Xuan!

"Father, you're back." The boy's face was full of smiles, and Wen Xuan and Han Er also turned to look at the head of the family at this time.

"Oops! How is he? Wen Xuan never expected such a coincidence, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile, and quietly retracted his hand into his sleeve and clenched the Holy Fire Order.

"Master, these two masters are servants......"

The man was about to introduce the two to Chakhan Timur, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chakhan Timur waving his hand: "You go down first." ”

For Chakhan Timur, the reason why he fell to his current situation is, in the final analysis, because of the things that Wen Xuan, Fang Guozhen and others made in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, this bold thief turned into ashes, and he knew it!

How did this thief come here? Is it to harm yourself? Chakhan Timur was also confused for a while.

Wen Xuan smiled, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking, but the moment he saw Richard, he had already quietly moved closer to the boy.

Since the two of them are father and son, then this little guy seems to be Wang Baobao? Wen Xuan immediately made a judgment on the boy's identity.

Unexpectedly, the two biggest opponents of the Red Turban Army in the future were standing beside him at this moment.

Richard rarely knew Wen Xuan's ability, and knew that he could not capture him unharmed, not to mention that the life of his adopted son was also in his hands at this moment.

But even so, Li Chahan, who had seen strong winds and waves, did not give up the opportunity to confront Wen Xuan, and immediately set his sights on Han Er, who was closer to him.

Chakhan Timur glanced at Wen Xuan deeply, and Wen Xuan smiled and nodded at him, and the two tacitly did not reveal each other's identities.

"Father, these two masters are proficient in medical skills and are treating their son's illness." Wang Baobao was full of joy and wanted to introduce Wen Xuan and the others to his father.

"Oh? Then thank you to the two masters, dare to ask this master's name? Li Chahan said as he spoke, and his feet quickly pressed towards Han Er.

Han Er's heart trembled, and he could only stubbornly follow Wen Xuanjiao's answer: "The poor monk is called Daohong." ”

Chakhan Timur let out an "oh" and continued to ask, "Dare to ask where Master Daohong practiced before he returned to the world?" ”

"I ...... I, oh, the poor monk became a monk in Xinghua Temple in Xuzhou...... "Han Er does not have the good psychological quality of Wen Xuan, and his answer at this time has gradually become a loophole.