Another day, after Yuanhua Xingchen's run, he came to the door of the class, blew some hair near his eyes with his mouth, and as soon as he entered, he saw Xu Junfang.

"You're finally back." She looked at the classmates, most of them hadn't arrived yet because they had arrived early today, so she pushed the table behind her and went into her seat.

Xu Junfang looked a little tired.

Yuan Huaxing felt that he should have encountered something when he went to Jiangsu, maybe it was not very smooth, so he didn't look at it emotionally.

Xu Junfang rubbed his face, without a trace of laughter.

Yuan Huaxing felt more and more that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with you? What's going on? ”

Xu Junfang smiled bitterly.

"There's no hope."

"What the hell is going on?"

Yuan Huaxing was a little anxious, this was Xu Junfang's only hope that he could stand up, if it was shattered, it would be a big blow to him.

"What can I do if the ancient recipe is deciphered, sure enough, the materials in it are so strange and difficult to find, no wonder my Xu family has become like this later, the medicine is really difficult to make.

And I won't be as lucky as my ancestors, I can meet a powerful alchemist, everything has to rely on myself. ”

Yuan Huaxing was a little puzzled, "Is it because the materials can't be found?" Still is? ”

"Do you know what impotence blood is? What kind of stuff is this! ”

Xu Junfang's gloomy expression made Yuan Huaxing couldn't help but want to hold his hand to comfort him, but she controlled it.

When she heard the words "Yang Yao Blood", she was stunned, isn't this the blood her father said, she has it herself.

"I know!"

Xu Junfang slowly raised his head to look at her, his eyes blinked slightly, a little confused, and he didn't seem to believe what Yuan Huaxing said.

And Yuan Huaxing's eyes flashed, "I know what Yang Yao's blood is." ”

Xu Junfang still didn't seem to believe this sentence, "You know... What is it? ”

Yuan Huaxing didn't know how to explain it to Xu Junfang.

"Don't be sad about this matter first, isn't it just that you can't find the blood of the impotence?"

Xu Junfang nodded slightly.

"There are a lot of things to prepare in the deciphered materials, but fortunately, my grandfather and my father left some clues.

Only this impotence blood is very important, but I have never heard of it, I have asked many people, and they don't know, I really can't believe it, how can you know such a thing. ”

Yuan Huaxing picked his fingers and said, "Yang Yao blood is the blood inherited by our family, I can provide some for you."

Xu Junfang showed an incredulous gaze, "You mean, you... Do you have impotence blood? ”

Yuan Huaxing nodded.

Xu Junfang's eyes turned red instantly, and he was afraid that the tears would fall out and make Yuan Huaxing laugh, so he blinked his eyes vigorously and took a deep breath, but the tears had not yet flowed out uncontrollably.

"I thought that when I was young, I lost my father and mother, and I was still disabled, but I didn't expect God to open my eyes and let me meet you, how lucky I am! But how can you have this blood? ”

This boy who has handed Yuan Huaxing tissues several times, it should be her turn to do the same for him today.

Xu Junfang took the tissue, but did not wipe it.

"I'm crying with joy, crying with emotion, and I don't have to wipe this kind of tears."

Yuan Huaxing really felt a little sorry for the big boy in front of him and said.

"I don't know why, I'm happy for you in my heart, and I'm sad to hear what you say.

In fact, I don't know much about this blood, but I only learned about it during the Chinese New Year, and if you inquired earlier, I wouldn't necessarily know about it. ”

Xu Junfang burst into tears and laughed, and hesitated a little.

Yuan Huaxing saw that he seemed to be unspeakable, and there must be a reason, so he asked again: "Isn't it, this matter is not that simple?" What else needs to be done? ”

Xu Junfang looked at Yuan Huaxing, "Well, you, your heart is really delicate, how can you guess anything, I need to tell you about this matter, the secret of this ancient recipe!" ”

At this time, the students in the class came to the class one after another.

Xu Junfang continued.

"After five o'clock in the afternoon, you come to the old building to find me, and I will tell you slowly."

"Okay."

Time passed quickly, and it was afternoon in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Huaxing has been thinking about this matter, and always feels that time is passing so slowly, and finally the bell rang at five o'clock in the afternoon, so he hurriedly ran downstairs to the old building.

The door on the second floor was not closed, and there was only one Xu Junfang in the house. He took out three rolls from the cabinet below at his desk.

Yuan Huaxing didn't know what it was, and Xu Junfang slowly rolled up the cloth on it, revealing the contents inside.

Yuan Huaxing thought it was a roll of bamboo slips, but if you look closely, it doesn't look like it's made of bamboo, and it's a bit like wood.

Maybe it's too old, or it's a special wood, but the color is grayish-green, and the rope that connects the wood chips looks tough, like the skin of some animal.

Xu Junfang untied the bundle on it, and then unfolded it. The wood chips don't look as narrow and long as the bamboo slices, but are slightly wider.

Yuan Huaxing saw that there were many words on it, the appearance of the words was very peculiar, he had never seen it, and the words were engraved instead of written.

Xu Junfang touched this scroll and said slowly: "This is the ancient recipe, it has a total of twenty volumes."

When Yuan Huaxing heard this, he was really surprised, "Twenty volumes? So much, I thought it was just a piece of paper. ”

Xu Junfang smiled and continued: "Although it was handed down from the family that this is an ancient recipe, I later thought that it was not as simple as an ancient recipe, and the things recorded on it were far beyond our imagination.

Although the ancient recipe has been handed down to the present, it is not written on paper in the traditional sense, but carved on wood, which is called a wooden stump.

I copied it all down on paper and sent it over there for research.

Judging from the fact that the wooden book is carved alone, this disease in my family may be even older than before the Warring States period.

Before the Warring States period, people carved words on bamboo slips and wooden slips, and after the Warring States period, they had a brush, so they used a brush to write on it.

The text on the wooden slip is an ancient script before Xia Shang, I don't know what kind of person the ancestor met at that time, he will understand this.

The materials recorded above are also very bizarre, if it weren't for my experience, I'm afraid anyone would find it unbelievable!

This whole thing is described very concisely for some reason, maybe it is inconvenient for Mu Mu to write so much, or he doesn't want future generations to know too much.

However, it is mainly a description of how to cure the disease, find materials, and how to take medicine. ”

When Xu Junfang said this, he looked at Yuan Huaxing.

"There is another important thing that I have not told you before I tell you about this, and I hope you will understand, after all, this is a secret and cannot be mentioned lightly.

I didn't tell you the truth at the beginning, because I had no choice but to suffer, but now it's different, if you are willing to help me, I will tell you everything. ”

Yuan Huaxing had a strange feeling in his heart at this time, he couldn't tell what it was, what did Xu Junfang want to express? She couldn't figure it out.

Xu Junfang was a little confused when he saw Yuan Huaxing.

"It's all in the next thing I'm talking about, and you'll know it when you hear it.

This incident is recorded on this wooden slip, and when I talk about it, I have my own touches in it, because it is written very succinctly.

Yuan Huaxing nodded slightly, and Xu Junfang began to speak.

"A long time ago, there was a person surnamed Xu, and of course this person was my ancestor.

He was at sea and encountered a sea market. A mirage is a mirage.

My ancestor saw an island from a mirage, glowing with multicolored light.

He thought it was a fairy island and set out to look for it, but before he could find it, he was caught in a storm on the way.

The ship was wrecked, the others on board were nowhere to be found, and my ancestor was lucky enough to drift to an unknown desert island with a piece of wood.

When he woke up, he found that somewhere on the island was glowing with multicolored light, exactly like the one in the sea market.

The ancestors searched in the direction of the island and found a cave from which the five-colored light emanated.

Without hesitation, he walked in and found something strange inside, a huge reclining stone pillar, as if it had grown diagonally from this mountain, from which multicolored light emanated.

When he looked closer, he saw that there were many small stones growing on the pillars, and the light came from behind each stone.

I think he thought it was a treasure, so he reached for it, and when he picked one and put it in his hand, the stone melted into his body.

He was so frightened that he fled from the cave.

What happened later is not written on the wooden slip, but it is recorded that he built a boat on the island and returned home on land.

My ancestor has not been sick for several years since he returned, and he has not eaten or drunk, but he is still alive and well.

Marry a wife and have children, everything is very good. However, when he was middle-aged, he developed a leg disease, and it was worse than the year, and he soon died due to the torture of the disease.

At first, the people in the family didn't think anything about it, although the ancestors had such a bizarre experience, it was normal to be born, old, sick and die.

However, his son, when he became an adult, was in the same situation as him, living without eating or drinking, and his mother was a little worried but could not do anything.

This son got married and had children, and gave birth to many children, but he also developed a leg disease after that.

So the Xu family had the beginning of this kind of inheritance, which has continued to my generation. ”

Xu Junfang said this and looked at Yuan Huaxing.

In addition to some shock on Yuan Huaxing's face, there was also a little bit of incredibleness.

"You mean, you don't have to eat or drink to live?"

Xu Junfang nodded.

"How is this possible?"

"Have you ever seen me eat breakfast? Have you ever drunk water? ”

"If this is true, this is also amazing, this is probably a real immortal, you go on."

"If you can believe that, I'm really grateful."

"I believe it, Lao Xu, you will never lie to me."

Xu Junfang's eyes flickered and he continued to speak.

"I don't know how many generations of the Xu family were, I saved a monk, and this monk learned that there was such a strange thing in our family, and he was willing to help us get rid of this fate.

This alchemist thinks that my ancestors have touched things that should not be moved, so they are cursed.

To break this curse, you need to use the blood of a strange monster called Lu, born in a disaster year, difficult to find, and most importantly, difficult to kill.

This is the blood that my mother heard my father talk about before.

Killing the monster requires a special method, it must be a person with the Yang bloodline, no one else can, let the person with the Yang blood use a magic weapon to kill it.

There is not much record of Yang Yao's blood on the wooden slab, and the search method of Lu has been written, as well as the magic weapon, which was left by the Fang Shi back then, and this wooden slab is in my home, so a few days ago, I was stuck in the Yang Yao blood, but I didn't expect that you are the person of the Yang blood. ”

The story is bizarre, and Yuan Huaxing is fascinated by it, but her understanding of her own bloodline is still in a hazy state.

"Lao Xu, I feel a little god, hahaha, don't blame me for thinking so."

"Yang Yao's blood is a fact, how can it be fake."

Yuan Huaxing looked at Xu Junfang's serious expression, knowing that these things were probably not a joke, so she also became serious.