The car gradually walked on the flat path. And from time to time, there was a neighing sound from a trailer horse in Yan Chun's ears. And the sensations in his body had to tell him that he should have entered the flat road by now. After walking for about an hour, Yan Chun heard other voices in his ears.

Yan Chun thought that he might have entered a more populated area.

"Shan Lao, this person is going back with us now, so how can I tell the master." The middle-aged man who spoke was like a servant, and Yan Chun saw that he was wearing a cyan robe. An honest man with a yellow face. And from what he does, he knows that this is a cautious middle-aged man.

"Don't make a noise about this in advance, it's still a matter whether you can save it, let's put it with me first, don't disturb the master's family." Shan Lao thought about it and said to the middle-aged man.

"If the master asks, what should I say?" Middle-aged people have always been honest people, and they don't know how to lie, but they still feel a little weak in their hearts. And he also has a lot of respect for this old man. If there is anything, ask this old man for advice, and there is indeed nothing wrong with treating this old man as an elder.

"Don't talk about it yet, and then talk about this man? It depends on whether his creation can save people, but that is uncertain. Shan Lao thought for a while, and straightened the hem of the robe on his body: "In this way, the master is also a kind person, if you don't ask, you don't say, you can tell the truth when you ask, this person is now I picked up and put it in my house, I will see if I can save it." If it can be saved, even if it is his creation, if it can't be saved, then it will be his life. This looks like a young man, why is this young man so enemy? ”

The old man obviously had some understanding of Yan Chun's injuries, and the meridians of his body were somewhat broken and destroyed, which was similar to the veinless hands circulating in the rivers and lakes. But it is said that this peerless hand has not appeared on the rivers and lakes for 30 years. Now it's happening to a young man, what's the reason for that? Does it mean that there will be another bloody storm on the rivers and lakes?

The carriage turned a few corners and stopped in front of an ornate mansion. The plaque above the threshold has two big characters written on it: Feng Mansion.

Yan Chun relied on the light that pierced his skin and saw that it was a very elaborate mansion, and there were two big characters written on the sign above the door: Feng Mansion. Yan Chun saw the middle-aged man walk over and knock on the door a few times, and a crack opened in the door, and a young man wearing a hat and a robe and a green shirt glanced at the middle-aged man: "The mountain col is back." ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man said to the young and smaller man, "Little Wu, you can quickly help carry this person to the old man's house." ”

The young man responded and looked at the old man behind him: "You go first, and I carry it." "The whole house is very polite to this mountain elder. He is a family member, so he naturally obeys his orders. After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he also carried Yan Chun on his back and walked towards the residence of the old man of Biyuan Mountain.

The middle-aged man was still experienced, and he hurriedly ran to close the open door, and saluted the old man: "Old Shan, I'll go back and report to the old man, you old rest." ”

The old man called him: his voice was gentle to him: "You have to use your brain more in everything, how many times have I told you, when is it now, the lights are about to go out, what if the master is still resting?" Can't you wake up tomorrow morning and report it? ”

"What Elder Shan said is very true, Wang Gen knows." The middle-aged man, Wang Gen, saluted to the mountain elder and walked to the side of the garden.

Shan Lao asked Xiao Wu to directly put Yan Chun on a bed in the middle, which was a quiet place that the master specially made for him. Shan Lao looked at Xiao Wu and said to Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wuzi, don't talk about this tomorrow, I will tell the master at that time, whether this person can be saved or not is it another matter?" If you can't save it, then you have to ask Wang Gen to help him go to the mountain to find a piece of land to bury him. ”

Shan Lao sent Xiao Wu away, closed the door, and took off Yan Chun's external clothes in Yan Chun, revealing Yan Zai's strong muscles. Shan Lao looked at it and couldn't help sighing: It's a good material, but I don't know if it can help you continue your life. ”

After saying this, he stretched out his fingers and slapped Yan Chun's body for a while, and suddenly there was a crackling sound in the room. Wherever Yan Chun suffered, he could feel a force or a stream of air entering his body, and rushing into his meridians, clearing out his blocked meridians or acupoints. Suddenly, Shan Lao withdrew his hand and glanced at Yan Chun solemnly, but a look of joy appeared in his eyes: he never thought that he had picked up the treasure.

When the old man was in the acupoint of the dantian, he obviously felt a rebound. Thinking about it, most of Yan Chun's meridians were torn off, and all the cultivation flowed into the body and disappeared into invisibility. However, the old man felt that there was a strong rebound force in Yan Chun's dantian.

The old man didn't say a word, so he got a big bucket of water and soaked the herbs in it, some of which were precious medicinal materials that he had treasured for many years, but this time the old man used them all up at once. Whether or not this critically ill young man can be cured depends on tonight. If there is an effect, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will naturally be sober. If it can't be cured, we have to think of another way.

He has reached the age of antiquity, and it is not easy to encounter such good materials, he planned to bring what he has learned to the coffin, but he never thought that God would be chaotic, and he could meet such a person, if he can't save him, it is that he has no ability. If Shan Lao comes to the rescue, then he is nine times out of ten sure, of course, there may be no way to save others.

Yan Chun's situation is no different from what people say about returning to the light. There is only the last trace of pulse. The hands and feet look good, whether it is the meridians or the vitality, they have been greatly damaged, in order to give him a life, the mountain old man keeps using his old home. In order to be able to represent themselves in the future and leave justice in the world.

After the beating, Yan Chun's bucket was filled with warm water, so that the effects of the medicine could enter his body faster, which would help him recover.

After everything was done, it was already the third watch, and the old man's forehead also saw beads of sweat on the fine emblem. The old man took out a bloodline ginseng from the box, which he had obtained in Changbai Mountain a few years ago, and at that time he felt that the genius treasure was not used casually. I can't bear it. I haven't used it myself. Today, however, I can't help but think about it.

Or maybe this is the only thing that can save the young man's life.

Shan Lao thought for a while: This is not the time to use it, no matter what, it will not be used for him until his body recovers. This is a big taboo for medication. The big tonic may cause the sick body to not accept it, and it will have the opposite effect.

One by one

(To be continued)

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