Chapter 8 One Old and One Young

The girl's legs are clean and full of strength, and the nearly two-meter-old man is lying on the ground, constantly wailing.

Look at the strength, it should be a broken rib.

There was applause all around.

It's just that the girl has a pretty face with a cold face, her eyebrows are quite arrogant, and she sneered before getting into the car.

Chen Song was helpless, what was the matter with him.

However, he was unexpected, this time he was born and found that there were many more warriors in Huaxia.

"Interesting, although the girl's use of vitality is direct, she still has some skills, and it seems that she has been cultivated in the direction of a martial artist since she was a child."

Chen Song shook his head and didn't pay attention to it, and the thief on the ground was soon surrounded by everyone.

Lin Yixin got into the car, and a middle-aged man with a Chinese face in the back seat said in a deep voice: "You girl, you have just entered the martial arts, you have to take care of everything, how will you marry in the future?" ”

"Dad, I'm not doing bad things." Lin Yixin complained, "Besides, entering the martial arts means that I have the hope of going further in the martial arts, which is beneficial to our entire family." ”

"If you can enter the realm of the grandmaster......" the girl's eyes lit up.

They are from the Lin family in Jiangcheng, this absolutely powerful force in Jiangcheng, naturally knows the existence of the grandmaster.

As Chen Song said, it is nothing for a martial artist to reach the Martial Sect, but once he breaks through the shackles and enters the Grandmaster, then he is different from mortals.

Lin Yixin thought of the strong grandmaster enshrined in the family, and his hair stood on end.

Those people, ethereal, have their own world, beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Many people know about the existence of martial artists, but they only think that they are people who practice martial arts, like some people in high society, who know more, but they can't understand the meaning of grandmasters.

Only the children of a big family like Lin Yixin, who have really come into contact with the grandmaster, can understand their terribleness.

She was terrified, but she was desperate.

"Don't think too much, there are only so many grandmasters in Jiangcheng, and if you look at the whole of China, there are more than a billion people."

"What you need to do now is to manage your industry."

Lin Yixin nodded, and then said worriedly: "Dad, don't worry about these people, the key is your illness." ”

"Although the risk of surgery is a little higher, it can be treated after all, why do you want to go to a Chinese medicine hall that is not famous."

Lin Jiancheng said solemnly: "Don't talk nonsense, Zhou Lao is an old Chinese medicine doctor, but he is indifferent to fame and fortune, and ordinary people don't understand it at all." ”

"You drive, get there, don't be distracted."

Lin Yixin pouted.

……

The sky was getting darker, there was no moon, there wasn't much starlight in sight, and the city lights were enough to squint.

Not long after, he came to a Chinese medicine hall.

It's a remote location, in a small alley, and no one cares.

The door of the shop was a little old, like an old man who had been eroded by the weather, only the plaque was polished.

"Renxin Chinese Medicine Hall."

"I didn't expect that nearly 80 years later, this place is still there."

Chen Song entered.

The scent of herbs made him feel comfortable.

This time, I came here for Tian Xia.

Although he can't break the curse for the time being, he can still relieve the pain of the curse.

There was no one in the front hall, and he walked in on his own.

When I lifted a curtain, I saw an old man with white hair leaning on a wicker chair and napping.

Next to the old man, there was a bowl of porridge and a stack of side dishes, obviously before eating, he went to sleep first.

Some are poor, some are lonely, but who would have thought that this old man in cloth clothes is a master of Chinese medicine.

"Xiao Zhou." Chen Song shouted, looking at the old man who had been with him back then, he was already gray-haired, and Chen Song was a little emotional.

Zhou Yunchang slept very lightly, and when he heard someone call him Xiao Zhou, he was a little incredulous.

He is already a hundred years old, and he is a long-lived person in the world, not to mention that with his identity, who dares to call him Xiao Zhou.

The older this man gets, the more stubborn his temper becomes.

He opened his eyelids with some dissatisfaction, and was about to scold, but the next moment, Zhou Yunchang was stunned.

The old, godless eyes were full of disbelief, and the wrinkled skin was crumpled together, looking a little funny.

Suspecting that he was dreaming, he even slapped his face.

The boy in front of him is still there.

Chen Song was not surprised, pulled a chair and sat opposite him, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for eighty years, and you have become an old Zhou." ”

Chen ...... Mr. ......"

Zhou Yunchang stood up tremblingly, his body was old, and his hands and feet were a little weak.

"Sir, it's you!"

"Xiao Zhou thought he would never see you again."

Zhou Yunchang knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Song.

This hundred-year-old man, at this moment, is crying like a child.

A master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, well-known throughout China, it was extremely difficult for countless dignitaries and nobles to see him in order to see a doctor, and he had to follow Zhou Yunchang's strange temper.

If they see today's scene, I'm afraid their jaws will drop.

The old man knelt and kowtowed to the young man, how terrifying this picture was, but in front of this old man and young man, it was very natural.

"Don't be so exaggerated." Chen Song is very helpless, he has lived for a long time, but this is not good.

"Thank you Mr. for your guidance eighty years ago, if it weren't for Mr., Xiao Zhou would not be where I am today, and I would have died back then." Zhou Yunchang said firmly.

Because of Chen Song, he survived.

Later, Chen Song instructed him in some medical skills, so he has today's Taidou Zhou Yunchang.

At that time, Zhou Yunchang knew that Chen Song was not an ordinary person.

Unexpectedly, eighty years have passed, and one foot has entered the coffin, and the other party is the same as eighty years ago.

He had come into contact with several grandmasters and knew very well that although they could live to be about one hundred and fifty years old, they would never be able to maintain their youthful appearance.

What's more, he could feel that Chen Song was full of vitality, just like a teenager.

He was frightened, envious, shocked, and finally only turned into a long, bottomless sigh.

"You're old, get up quickly, do you want me to help you?" Chen Song frowned slightly.

"Yes, yes......" Zhou Yunchang was still excited, and stood up with the rattan chair, but he didn't dare to sit down, and his back was a little bent.

"How old are you?" Chen Song asked.

"Sir, I'm a hundred years old."

"It's not bad to live a long life without illness or disaster." Chen Song said lightly.

Zhou Yunchang trembled, he recently had a hunch that he might not live long, so he retired from the capital last year.

He came to the place where he met Chen Song and reopened this old Chinese medicine hall, just to meet the people of the year.

"It's all from the gentleman."

Chen Song glanced at him and said, "This is fate, don't think that I can help you live for a few more years, heaven and earth are constant." ”

Zhou Yunchang nodded again and again, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart finally fell.

Who doesn't want to live, but he still accepts reality.

"I'm here today to pick up a few medicinal herbs that you kept back then."

"Sir, I keep all these medicinal herbs."

Zhou Yunchang had never seen those medicinal herbs, but he knew that they were very precious, and he was very glad that he had not used them privately over the years.

took the box from under the bed and handed it to Chen Song.

At that moment, there was the sound of footsteps in the front hall.

"Sir, I'll go take a look first, it should be a patient."

"Go ahead." Chen Song carefully examined the medicinal herbs and didn't care.

……

"Old Zhou, it's been a long time." The person who came was the Lin father and daughter.

Lin Yixin looked at the Chinese medicine hall, his eyes full of suspicion.

Lin Jiancheng had a flattering smile.

"If you don't see a doctor today, please go back." Zhou Yunchang said bluntly, a little angry, he finally met with his husband, how could he be disturbed.

Lin Jiancheng was extremely embarrassed.

He is in a high position, who can speak to him like this, but the old man in front of him, even his elderly father, has to be called Old Zhou.

"Old Zhou, I have a stomach ......"

Zhou Yunchang frowned: "It's only an early stage of stomach cancer, and if you go to a big hospital, it's not that it can't be cured." ”

At this time, Chen Song checked the medicinal materials and walked out of it.

Lin Jiancheng's face stiffened.

Lin Yixin, who was on the side, was straightforward, especially after seeing Chen Song, he suddenly remembered something, and said bluntly: "Old Zhou, you said that you didn't see a doctor today, but you were treating others." ”

"If it's an ordinary person, forget it."

"But this person, the thief passed by him just now, and he didn't have the courage to stop it, it's not as good as me as a girl."

"Why can he see a doctor, but we can't."

Lin Yixin didn't see it, and when she said this, the old man's eyes in front of him were extremely gloomy.