When the battle outside Luojiazhuang was about to come to an end, Mu Yan had already returned to Luojiazhuang with Jiang You.

The twenty-five disciples who accompanied him were dismissed by Jiang You one after another, and before leaving, Jiang You told them with a serious face not to spread the news of tonight at will.

However, everyone knows that even if they don't say it, the news of Elder Jiang He's attack on the exploration road is estimated to have spread throughout the entire Demon Punishment Society, after all, the disciple who rushed back to deliver the message was so loud, after so many hours, let alone the Demon Punishment Society, even the escort team probably knew about it.

After the disciples had all left, Jiang You followed Mu Yan to the outside of his mansion.

"That's it, Elder Jiang You!" Mu Yan stretched out his hand to stop Jiang You, who was about to carry Jiang He into the small building.

"Elder Jiang He will hand it over to me for the time being, if you want to visit, you can come back tomorrow!"

"This ......" Jiang You hesitated for a moment, looked back at Jiang He, who was unconscious on his back, and said in a low voice: "Chief catechumen, if there is anything that cannot be passed on, you can trust the old man's mouth, the old man has lived a long time, what to say and what not to say, I know it in my heart......"

He turned his head to look at Mu Yan, there was a hint of pleading in his old eyes, and the whole person seemed to be much older in an instant, and his embarrassed white hair and rickety back made him look extremely desolate.

Only then did people remember that in addition to being a martial arts master, he was already an old man over 100 years old.

But Mu Yan's gaze did not waver in the slightest, he still looked at Jiang You calmly, and the rejection in his eyes was self-evident.

He said calmly: "Elder Jiang You, please rest assured, Elder Jiang He and I are also close friends, my best friend has been seriously injured by this, how can I not try my best to heal!" ”

"That's not what the old man meant......," Hearing Mu Yan's words, Elder Jiang You said with a solemn face.

"Old man......"

"Then let's go back and rest first!" Mu Yan put his hand on Jiang You's shoulder and looked at him with an unquestionable gaze: "Today's treatment of Elder Jiang He will be very costly to me, and at this time, Mu is still not used to having someone stay in this small building!" ”

Jiang You looked at Mu Yan fixedly for a few seconds, and after repeatedly confirming the firmness in his gaze, he finally gave up his thoughts.

"In that case, then my grandson will be handed over to you!" He put Jiang He down from his back and bowed deeply at Mu Yan.

"That 700-year-old ginseng, please don't shirk it!" As if he understood what Mu Yan was thinking, Elder Jiang You raised his head and looked directly at Mu Yan, and said in an extraordinarily sincere tone: "Maybe the catechumens don't care about this little gift, but Jiang is not the kind of person who doesn't know about Entu's retribution, this time the catechumen's great kindness Jiang has nothing to reciprocate, this ginseng is just a colorful head, although the catechumens can rest assured to make a move, if there is any dispatch in the future, Jiang will definitely not give up!" ”

After that, he didn't give Mu Yan a chance to speak, bowed deeply again, turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.

Mu Yan looked at his distant back, and then looked at Jiang He in his arms, his eyes thoughtful.

……

The flickering oil lamp illuminated the bedroom, and the sleeping Jiang He lay quietly on Mu Yan's bed, and a simple life stabilization magic array was arranged at the head of the bed.

It seems that because the materials used to arrange the magic circle are different from the original magic circle in the Harry Potter world, it is flickering brightly and dimly at this time.

Mu Yan sat down on the chair next to him a little tiredly.

This is the second time he has repaired someone else's body, and he must be thankful that Jiang He is a human being, and he can cast spells on a large scale when he heals, which saves him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

But even so, after several mid-level medical spells, the magic power in his body has bottomed out.

He took a piece of Black Forest cake with jam from the imprint space, and he tossed it into his mouth and chewed it carefully.

The fragrance of jam and dark chocolate cleared his tired mind a little, and the warm current gushing out of his body slowly soothed his physical exhaustion.

He propped his head with one hand, leaned back on the uncomfortable back of the wooden chair in a relaxed posture as much as possible, and lowered his eyes to look at Jiang He, who was sleeping sweetly on the bed.

In fact, the time and energy he spent on Jiang He was actually not as much as he had described with Jiang You before.

From the time he put Jiang He on this bed, it took only an hour before and after him to complete the work from temporarily dispensing potions to combing his whole body, and now there are only some external injuries left to be treated.

But he has no intention of continuing the treatment, at least not yet......

Compared to Jiang He, who has escaped the shadow of death, he has more important things to verify tonight!

He gradually fell into deep thought, a finger tapping lightly on the wooden chair, and a faint, crisp voice echoed rhythmically in the darkness.

After some time, the tapping gradually stopped, and he reached out his hand, and a wooden box flew into his hand under the pull of the magic.

- It was the seven-hundred-year-old ginseng that Elder Jiang You gave him.

After being busy for so long, he finally planned to take out this box and take a look.

"Seven-hundred-year-old ginseng ......" Mu Yan put the wooden box under the oil lamp, slowly rotated, and carefully observed the box by the light of the fire.

"...... what should be said and what should not be said...... Don't worry......" The corners of his mouth gradually hooked up a smile: "Elder Jiang You, what do you want to tell me......"

The powerful spiritual power began to seep into the wooden box, and Mu Yan gently opened the box,

A pale yellow ginseng lay quietly on the red silk, and on top of him, a rune paper full of incantations covered from top to bottom, blocking most of the ginseng's body.

"It should be a rune paper used to maintain the freshness of ginseng!" Glancing at a few chubby plump roots next to him, Mu Yan immediately judged the function of this rune paper.

"With the relationship between the Pure Yuan Dao and the Pure Concept, it shouldn't be difficult to ask for such a rune paper." He groaned, gently lifted the rune paper, and then the whole person remained in this position for nearly ten seconds.

"......I see" After a while, he finally came to his senses, exhaled a long breath, put the ginseng in front of him and observed it carefully, with a smile on his face:

"It's still you...... Pure view! ”

In the dim light, I saw that under the raised rune paper, the limbs and the proportion of the head were almost exactly the same as that of a human ginseng, and the heart of ginseng was deeply dented, as if someone had naughtily pressed a pit on it with his fingers, and what was stored in the pit was the blood that had accumulated a small half of the pit!

It was Elder Jiang You's blood, and Mu Yan knew it very well.