Zhang Luo was instructed by Xue Qing to go to the mountain spring at the foot of Jun Mountain, because he was in too much of a hurry, so that the senior brothers could see it right.

As a result, the entire Yishan Sword was spreading the news that the sword master was embarrassed by the future sword master's wife.

When Xue Qing knew about this, Zhang Luo had already returned with mountain spring water.

Looking at Zhang Luo's sweaty appearance, Xue Qing was still a little unbearable, but thinking of her anger, her heart was comfortable again.

"Brother Zhang, go take a shower and change your clothes!"

Xue Qing persuaded Zhang Luo to change his clothes, not noticing his somewhat depressed mood at all.

Zhang Luo packed up, and the two of them went to see Zhang Yinchu together. Looking at the somewhat cowardly son, Zhang Yinchu knew the source of his loss.

"Xiao Luo, let him go after the matter is over!"

"Dad, my son knows."

Listening to the conversation between the two people, Xue Qing was puzzled, but it was difficult to interrupt. Watching Chen Shu administer needle cloth medicine to Zhang Yinchu, everyone could be somewhat comforted.

"Doctor Chen, I'm tired."

After the injection, Zhang Yinchu felt much more relaxed, and hurriedly thanked Chen Shu.

Chen Shu quietly avoided receiving Zhang Yinchu's courtesy. He still wanted to heal Zhang Yinchu in his heart, but that method was too risky.

After packing up everything, Chen Shu walked out of the room to see the sister who had gone crazy.

Chen Lihua and Yangyang had already played in Yishan Sword, and the people in the courtyards up and down were about to be annoyed by the two of them.

Since Xue Qing was accompanied by Zhang Luo, Yangyang suddenly had no goal in life, in order to keep herself from being idle, she started the mode of being inseparable from Chen Lihua.

When Chen Shu found Chen Lihua, the girl was practicing knives with Yangyang!

Seeing Chen Shu, Chen Lihua hurriedly ran over. Chen Shu wiped her sweat and called her aside to rest.

The two mentioned Zhang Yinchu's condition, and Chen Lihua was puzzled.

"Brother, although everyone calls you a little miracle doctor, Li'er's medical skills are not inferior to yours. That Uncle Zhang can obviously be cured, why don't you cure it. ”

"Li'er, if you treat Uncle Zhang, it is very likely that you will hurt another person, will you also choose to treat it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Li'er, every person's life is precious. Can you guarantee that the method will be foolproof? ”

"But, hasn't anyone succeeded?"

"The odds of success are not even tenth, we can't be treated."

"Then why don't you tell them how?"

"Telling them is just adding to their troubles."

Chen Lihua nodded, that method was too risky. Since her brother didn't plan to say it, she wouldn't have much to do.

"Brother, in a situation like Uncle Zhang, as long as someone is willing to suck out the true qi in his body, is it possible for him to recover his martial arts and even live a long life?"

Chen Shu nodded, their Chen family has a special technique that can absorb other people's internal force into the body.

Because that kung fu is extremely vicious and domineering, no one is allowed to practice it. This kung fu is actually specially prepared for special cases like Zhang Yinchu, and this exercise can only be used to treat diseases and save people.

"It's just that those who absorb the internal strength of others may explode and die. Of course, if that true qi can be well fused in that person's body, then that person's strength will increase. ”

"In that case, we can actually give it a try!"

"How to try? Let Zhang Luo go to save his father, and then explode and die? What about Qing'er? What to do with the entire Iyama Sword? ”

"Brother Zhang is quite powerful, how could he just explode and die?"

"Pear, we can't gamble on such a thing."

"Oh, I see. Let's heal Uncle Zhang well and do our best to obey the destiny of heaven. ”

Chen Lihua was very well-behaved, Chen Shu pointed out the pros and cons of the problem to her, and she soon stopped worrying about this matter.

The two of them rested for a while, and then returned to the residence with Yangyang. On the other side, behind the two talking shadow walls, a man walked out, looking at the two distant backs and pondering.

"There is still a way to save him."

The man pondered for a long time, until someone passed by him and woke him up.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Master Han suddenly sobered up, and he didn't even pay attention to the disciple and walked towards the upper courtyard.

In the upper courtyard, Zhang Yinchu was wiping a blood-red treasure knife with a blade. This treasure knife is called the Blood Blade, and it sharpens iron like clay, and it is the most precious among the knives.

This knife has also followed Zhang Yinchu for more than ten years. Since this knife came to him, he has become famous and has become a well-known knife maniac in the rivers and lakes.

Thanks to this knife, he was able to return alive in countless life-and-death fights.

"Senior brother. It's wiping knives again. Han Shibo went over and looked at Zhang Yinchu, who was concentrating on wiping the treasure knife.

"Old man, look at it, I'm going to send him out."

"Ready to give it to Xiao Luo?"

Master Han sat down and drank tea slowly, attracted by the focused Zhang Yinchu.

"He has a good knife in his hand, and he can't handle such a good knife. Senior Brother Han, what do you think of this bloody blade? ”

Han Shibo looked at the knife, and didn't intend to tell Zhang Yinchu a lie, so he said directly:

"The sword is not fake, but the evil spirit of killing people and drinking blood is also real. You never doubted that it was possible that you went mad because of it? ”

"Senior Brother Han, this is just a knife. This Yishan Sword, the only one who can match it is you, Senior Brother Han. ”

Zhang Yinchu put the knife in the sheath, held the knife in both hands, and sent it to Han Shibo.

"What do you mean, junior brother?"

"Senior brother, this knife junior brother has always wanted to give you, but you have never accepted it, just to let me have a sustenance.

After so many years, my martial arts have been completely wasted, and it is useless to ask for it. The sword naturally wants to be given to the hero. Please accept it. ”

"Senior brother, I didn't accept this knife, I didn't accept it back then, and I still won't accept it now."

Han Shibo pressed Zhang Yinchu's hand holding the treasure knife high, and his attitude was unquestionable.

"Senior brother, I don't want to leave regrets on the road."

The hand held tightly by Uncle Han was a little cold, and Zhang Yinchu looked at Uncle Han with a very resentful look.

"Senior brother, don't worry, senior brother won't let you have regrets."

"Senior brother!"

"You keep this knife first, if you really wait until ...... On that day, it's never too late for you to give it to me. ”

Zhang Yinchu really couldn't resist Han Shibo, so he was relieved of the knife. It's a pity that the knife is in the hands of a dying man.

"Senior brother, if you can still dominate the rivers and lakes, do you have any plans?"

"Senior brother said with a smile, I am like this now, I can let the enemy be hacked to death when I go out of the mountain gate."

"I mean, what are you going to do if you're still that powerful knife maniac?"

Zhang Yinchu shook his head, he never thought that he could still be the original knife maniac.

"The rivers and lakes are complicated, and the rivers and lakes are sinister. The junior brother doesn't want to pay attention to the affairs of the rivers and lakes anymore.

If I can still have martial arts, I will learn from my brother, accept a few disciples, let them practice the sword every day, and pass on the knife technique I created. ”

"That's a good idea, you're much more steady than before."

Senior brother smiled. I'm not sensible, and I didn't cause trouble for my brother a lot when I was a child. grew up, and became the master of the door, relying on the help of his senior brother to get to where he is today.

Even Xiao Luo, a stinky boy, was cultivated by his senior brother. If I let him follow me, he will probably sleep like a pig. ”