"Why?" Yun Xuan looked puzzled.

"In order to save my grandfather, I sold Qingshan and Zhuangzi." Yun Haitian knew what kind of eyes others were looking at him, and he was indeed extremely relaxed in his heart.

"These are all things outside of the body, as long as my grandfather can survive, it's worth it." Yun Xuan was not too surprised, he had such an idea, as long as someone could save his grandfather, he would give everything from the Yun family.

"Yes, as long as my grandfather survives, the Yun family will still be able to regain its prestige." Yun Haitian nodded, in line with the Dao.

The people kneeling in the courtyard, hearing the news, could only stare dryly, and glanced at the two of them, who knew that Yun Xuan and Yun Haitian didn't look at them at all.

The heavily hired master bowed with his fists in the direction of Eleven.

"Master." The man in white stepped forward and handed over the title deeds of Qingshan and the mansion to Eleven's injury, and said, "Everything will be done according to your instructions." ”

This person is Xiong Yan.

Eleven looked at the land deeds in his hand and the house deeds were all red deeds, the corners of his mouth rose, and Yun Haitian was not too stupid.

Title deeds are divided into white deeds and red deeds.

The white contract does not need to pay taxes to the government, and such a contract is only recognized on paper.

In other words, whoever holds the contract is anyone's.

The red deed is different, it is left in the government, and it is necessary to pay taxes to the government every year.

In other words, whoever is written on the contract belongs to whomever it is, and if the person on the contract has no other side and no heirs, the government will also divide the property among the deceased's brothers and sisters according to the situation.

If the red deed is lost, the government will check it and make up for it.

Yun Haitian handed over the red deed to the two of them, just to appease, if the old man is not well, even if she holds the red deed, it is just a piece of waste paper.

Seeing this scene, Nanjing was slightly stunned, thinking that Eleven was joking, but she didn't expect her to think so.

"Who is he?" Eleven looked at the man behind Xiong Yan and asked softly.

"It's my novice's younger brother, Zhu Qing, he is extremely capable." Xiong Yan said a little proudly, "So I brought him over to meet the master." ”

"Master." Zhu Qing once again gave up.

"Ah Ye, there are enough people, you can help stop the bleeding in a while." Eleven, "Do you remember the Hemostatic Spell?"

"Hmm." While Ye Junchen answered, his eyes turned purple, ready to go.

Because of this, he clearly saw that Xiong Yan and Zhu Qing were a little weird, and they couldn't tell where they were weird.

"How can we help?" Nanjingdao.

Eleven handed the medicine bottle to Nan Ling and said, "Give it to the old man every quarter of an hour." ”

"Cold Moon and Qing Yu use the inside to catalyze the medicine."

"Nanjing, you're in charge of bloodletting." Eleven looked at Nanjing Road, "Be sure to cooperate with my password, you can't have one more or less." ”

"As for Xiong Yan and Zhu Qing...... Eleven tilted his head and thought for a long time, "just stand aside and watch." ”

Xiong Yan didn't have much opinion, since he could be lazy, he naturally wouldn't force anything, so he walked to the chair and sat down.

Zhu Qing looked serious, standing motionless, his eyes kept falling on Eleven Zhi's body, and his eyes flashed with deep curiosity.

Eleven glanced at Zhu Qing and was ready to start treating Old Man Yun.

She knew very well that although Xiong Yan was her subordinate, the rest of the people were conquered by Xiong Yan with one punch and kick, and it was normal to be curious about her as a master.