Indeed, as the master said, once I think about it, I feel a lot more comfortable.

"Drive!" Mo Yan shook his two little feet and urged: "Bai Xuchen, go quickly!" ”

"It's not big or small, it's called senior brother!" Bai Xuchen slapped Mo Yan's buttocks.

"Not really!" Mo Yan's body stiffened, and he blushed and shouted.

After another slap, Mo Yan stopped talking, lying on Bai Xuchen's back and muttering.

Bai Xuchen smiled dotingly, this little guy still knows how to be soft? It's pretty cute.

Bai Xuchen thought about Mo Yan on his back and walked with light arrows under his feet.

……

In less than a moment, Bai Xuchen walked to the house with Mo Yan on his back, and Bai Xuchen's scholar came in behind.

"Master, we're back." Bai Xuchen entered the house, put Mo Yan down, and then said to the white-haired old man who was drinking tea alone.

The white-haired old man wore a white robe and sat in the tea room overflowing with the fragrance of tea, like a hidden immortal who was indifferent to fame and fortune, ethereal and unspeakable.

Presumably he is the one who is about to become his master, and he is also the "god operator" that his mother said?

"Hmm." Nodding, the old man continued to drink tea.

Bai Xuchen sat cross-legged opposite the old man, and Mo Yan also sat down unceremoniously.

"The little girl is clever." The old man glanced up at Mo Yan.

That glance seemed to have seen all the secrets in Mo Yan's heart.

"Thanks for the compliment!" Said with a slight smile.

Bai Xuchen poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at Mo Yan like watching a play without speaking.

"Haha, you little girl is not as rigid as your father, but it's quite funny." The white-haired old man put down the tea cup in his hand.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, reached out and took the teapot to add tea to himself: "Seniors, juniors don't go around in circles anymore, presumably the seniors know what the juniors are doing, just ask the seniors to save my life, and the juniors will offer thousands of years of red ginseng." ”

Red ginseng, a medicine higher than ginseng, if life can shed a breath for the dying, then red ginseng can be brought back to life! But the growth conditions of red ginseng are too harsh, and only one plant has only been produced in thousands of years, presumably the one in the little girl's hand is the one that everyone grabbed a few years ago.

However, the rumor was obtained by the Si family of the hidden family, but the hidden family has always been mysterious and has not been confirmed, as for how to get into the hands of this little girl, it remains to be considered.

The white-haired old man smiled and sighed lightly: "Girl, it's not that I won't save you, but the time has not come." ”

Mo Yan frowned: "Timing? ”

"Yes," the words changed: "Although I can't save you, but the poison in your body, I can suppress it for you, so that you won't relapse within five years!" ”

"Master!" Bai Xuchen spoke with some concern.

The white-haired old man smiled meaningfully at Bai Xuchen: "Although I can't save you after that, old man, the red ginseng in your hand and the cold pool of this snow-capped mountain are life-sustaining artifacts." ”

"Is there no cure?" Mo Yan frowned, a touch of loss in his eyes.

"Girl, although my old man is useless to tell his fortune, you just haven't come yet, not fate."

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what his mother had said, and for a moment the cottage suddenly opened: "Well, I understand." ”

"It's good to understand, do you remember what your father and mother said to you when they left?" The white-haired old man smiled heartily: "You and I are destined to have a very deep master-apprentice fate. ”

Mo Yan lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt that he was not at a loss, so he knelt down in front of the white-haired old man and took the tea cup handed to him by Bai Xuchen: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice!" ”