The night is getting darker and darker in the breeze.

When Li Yan and Lao Jiu left the restaurant, it was already half past ten in the evening.

This exchange with Lao Jiu allowed Li Yan to obtain a lot of more weighty and valuable information.

Even, from the old wine, he also found a potential breakthrough.

The matter of the evaporation of the Divine Domain training camp from the world seems to have some clues showing its head without a trace.

There is no doubt that Li Yan has gained a lot from this trip to Chinatown!

At night, Chinatown is getting more and more lively.

Many visitors to Bangkok choose to visit Chinatown at night.

Walking in Chinatown, Li Yan's eyes were also casually looking at the bustling crowd around him.

Lao Jiu followed Li Yan's side, but he was half a step backwards.

"Old wine, you've been living in this Chinatown for half your life, and you never thought about leaving here and returning to your roots?"

Li Yan retracted his gaze and asked casually.

"I've thought about it."

Lao Jiu smiled and nodded, and then changed his words: "I'm alone, it doesn't make a difference whether I bury my bones in a foreign country or return to my roots." ”

The old wine is very open, and this remark is even more bland.

Li Yan nodded, in fact, it is true that the product is carefully tasted.

For Lao Jiu, he is alone, although he is Chinese, but he has lived here for most of his life, if you really talk about the sense of belonging, I am afraid that this place feels more home.

The two returned to the gold shop in a casual chat.

Just as Li Yan was about to say goodbye and leave, a figure hurriedly ran over from a distance, and rushed to the front of Lao Jiu with an anxious face.

"The wine master is not good, my master has an accident!"

This person was a disciple of Zhao Changsheng's Martial Arts Hall, and Lao Jiu recognized it.

"I'm doing well, Master Wine!"

Lao Jiu was choked by this disciple's incoherent speech, and immediately glared, and then asked, "What's wrong with Zhao Changsheng?" ”

"My master, he seems to have been poisoned, and his eagle stole Master's stream remnants and ran away!"

Only then did the disciple sort out his thoughts, and then explained the matter.

"Is it useful for you to come to me? Call the police and call an ambulance! ”

Lao Jiu was a little speechless when he heard this.

"My master called me here, and he also came."

The disciple pointed at Li Yan as he spoke, and then added, "My master wants to meet him. ”

"See me?"

Li Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then looked at the old wine, and then said in a low voice: "Let's go, go over and have a look." ”

"Okay."

Hearing Li Yan's words, Lao Jiu immediately nodded, and the two of them turned around and came to the door of Zhao Changsheng's martial arts hall.

There was only a gap in the door of the martial arts hall, and after Lao Jiu and Li Yan arrived here, the disciples inside immediately opened the door and invited them in.

"Where is Zhao Changsheng?"

As soon as the old wine entered the door, he asked.

"Master Wine, people are inside, please come with me."

A disciple led Lao Jiu and Li Yan into the unrelated inner hall and saw Zhao Changsheng, who was sitting on a collapsed arhat.

Lao Jiu saw Zhao Changsheng's eyes scattered, and when he was cold, he walked up and grabbed his wrist.

probed three fingers and took the pulse gate to cut the pulse for Zhao Changsheng.

After a while, Lao Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and told his disciple to get a pen and paper, and he casually prescribed a prescription and arranged for someone to grab the medicine.

"Don't worry, he's fine, it's just a hemp soul grass, just get some medicine to neutralize the medicinal properties."

As he spoke, Lao Jiu turned to look at the disciples around him, and then asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Wine master, we don't know ...... either"

All the disciples shook their heads, none of them knew the specific process of what happened.

So now, if you want to know what happened, you can only wait for Zhao Changsheng's hemp soul to dissolve.

Fortunately, there is an authentic Chinese medicine store in Chinatown, and the medicinal materials were quickly bought, and after they were boiled, they were fed to Zhao Changsheng.

After a few minutes, Zhao Changsheng's eyes gradually refocused.

"Zhao Changsheng, what's going on? How do you drink hemp soul grass bath water? ”

As soon as the old wine asked out, Zhao Changsheng shook his head with annoyance, and then his eyes fell on the cup of tea in front of Luohan.

Only then did the old wine notice that there was still tea and tea leaves in the teacup.

He picked up the teacup and looked at the blades of hemp grass mixed with the tea leaves, and shook his head for a while.

"Old wine, what is hemp soul grass?"

Li Yan turned into a curious baby on the side and asked casually.

"It's just an herb, and it's only found here in the depths of the jungle."

"The leaves contain strong anesthetic ingredients, and it is normal to be crushed and exposed to the sun for ten minutes, and then applied externally to the wound, which has a good effect of stopping bleeding and relieving pain."

Lao Jiu casually talked about the medicinal properties of hemp soul grass, and at the same time briefly introduced the appearance characteristics of hemp soul grass.

When his voice landed, Zhao Changsheng finally came back to his senses and explained the process of the matter clearly.

It turned out that things were simple.

He wanted to punish the disciple named Qiying, and he wanted to use Qiying to make a fuss, and save the reputation of the martial arts hall as much as possible by the fact that the martial arts hall was kicked out of the hall today.

Zhao Changsheng was going to expel his eagle from the division, and was going to give him a big hat for betraying the division, so as to divert the attention of outsiders from the fact that the martial arts hall was kicked out.

Qi Ying kowtowed to Zhao Changsheng three times, and then toasted a cup of thanksgiving tea.

In this cup of tea, Zhao Changsheng was given some ingredients.

After putting down Zhao Changsheng, his eagle stole the fragment of the Xishui Heart Method and escaped from the martial arts hall, missing his whereabouts.

Later, a disciple came to Zhao Changsheng because of something, and only then did he find that he was sitting there motionless.

What happened later, Li Yan and Lao Jiu were all clear.

Lao Jiu looked at Zhao Changsheng and shook his head with a cold face.

"Zhao Changsheng, you are not a piece of material for martial arts training, all you think about in your mind all day long is those messy things, your martial arts hall, close the door."

Although the voice of the old wine was not high, it fell on Zhao Changsheng's ears, which made his face change greatly.

Zhao Changsheng struggled to get up from the Luohan collapse, and before he could speak, he was about to kneel down for Lao Jiu.

"Sit there, there's something to say."

Lao Jiu glanced at Zhao Changsheng coldly, then waved his hand, signaling the other disciples of the martial arts hall to retreat.

"Master Wine, this martial arts hall is my life's work, and I can't close it!"

Zhao Changsheng's tone can be regarded as categorical, but in Li Yan's opinion, as a martial arts hall owner, his performance is really lacking a bit of everyone's demeanor.

"Zhao Changsheng, even if the martial arts hall is not closed, do you think that with your current cultivation, you can still hold up a few kicks?"

"A little Muay Thai fighter, just hit you with a mouse, and the face of the Huaxia warrior will make you lose everything!"

Lao Jiu's words were not polite at all, and even his voice was raised an octave at this moment!

Zhao Changsheng's face was red at what Lao Jiu said, and he opened his mouth several times, wanting to refute a few words, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

However, Zhao Changsheng looked at the old wine and had nothing to say, but suddenly turned his gaze to Li Yan.