The dinner hour has passed, Yuan Qingsong, who went out early in the morning, is still nowhere to be seen at this moment, the Yuan family sent people to search for the town several times without success, Mrs. Yuan was so anxious that she didn't eat a grain of rice, and her baby son ran away from home once, when Mrs. Yuan almost hanged herself to find a short-sighted, this time she couldn't be stimulated again.

Just when the whole house was about to launch a carpet search, Yuan Qingsong's hair was scattered, and his eyes appeared in a dull manner, Mrs. Yuan hurriedly stepped forward to ask what happened with concern, Yuan Qingsong suddenly rushed to the dining table in a frenzy, screamed and swept the food on the table to the ground, and then slapped the table in half with palm power, and then rushed to the courtyard corridor and jumped into the lotus pond. Seeing that Yuan Qingsong, who didn't know the nature of the water, was looking for death, Yuan Yong, the chief housekeeper of the Yuan Mansion, flew into the water to fish out the people in the water, and after carefully checking the pulse, he said to Mrs. Yuan with red eyes: "Mrs. Hui, the young master seems to have something wrong with his body today, and he died before drowning!"

When Mrs. Yuan heard the bad news, she didn't snort and fell straight down.

Yuan Qingsong died bizarrely, Mrs. Yuan passed out in a coma, and the house became a pot of porridge. Yuan Yong's eyes turned red and red, and it was a little difficult to accept that the young master who had played together since childhood was gone. In terms of loyalty, Yuan Yong has absolutely no two hearts for the Yuan family, it was Boss Yuan who took in the homeless mud child, like treating his own children with good food and clothing, handing over a body of martial arts, and naming him Yuan Yong, following Boss Yuan to the rivers and lakes over the years to see a lot of things in the rivers and lakes, the only entrustment before Boss Yuan went out was to be optimistic about the young master and not let him have an accident, especially not to let the young master get involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the child is too simple and easy to suffer. Now that there are no more people, how can I deal with Boss Yuan, who is out of the door.

In the middle of the night, Yuan Yong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he got up and gave Yuan Lao Da a letter to repair a letter, hoping that he would come back quickly. Holding the pen down, I can't express the regret in my heart in words, and I will feel guilty, so I simply put on my clothes and go out to breathe.

The Yuan Mansion, where something had happened, was quiet at the moment, and suddenly there was a sudden change, and some superstitious servants felt that the Yuan Mansion must have done something to offend the gods, so the young master died mysteriously, and the old lady was unconscious. Once some ideas were formed, they quickly spread throughout the province, and everyone was thinking of finding a witch spirit who danced the great god to exorcise demons and ward off demons.

The grieving Yuan Yong walked a little weakly, and his lead-filled legs moved step by step to the place where Yuan Qingsong had an accident during the day, looking at the calm water and losing his mind.

"Do you want to save that stinky boy?" The sudden voice behind him frightened Yuan Yong's heart.

It's not that Yuan Yong is timid and afraid, there are all kinds of demons and monsters on the dart road, and he has never been afraid, but now Yuan Yong is frightened because it is impossible to feel that someone is approaching with his martial arts cultivation, and now people are silently approaching his back without noticing, which is equivalent to being controlled by someone, which shows how high the cultivation of the person is!?

"Who's coming?" Yuan Yong gathered his palms and did not turn around immediately.

"It's me, Wang Laohan," the visitor replied calmly.

Seeing that it was someone he knew well in the town, Yuan Yong turned around slowly and did not let his guard down. Through the moonlight, it can be seen that there are two uninvited guests, one of them is Wang Laohan, and the other man is wearing a mask.

"You guys have taken a step, the young master has already been out of breath for a long time, and he personally took the pulse under it" Yuan Yong felt that he ran to save people for some reason, and he must have another purpose, and said unhappily in his heart: "The two of you are not very grateful for visiting late at night, please go back"

"Don't give an eviction order so quickly, it's too late if you don't save the stinky boy," Wang Laohan reminded.

When Yuan Yong was sad, he didn't want to talk to anyone, so he shouted: "Let's go, don't force me to do it"

"I want to save this person today, and besides, you can't beat the old man, so why bother to fight for nothing!" Wang Laohan hit Yuan Yong categorically.

Yuan Yong, who was already irritable, moved his liver fire, and slapped his big hand towards the other party for a long time, this move seemed simple, and it gathered the powerful internal force of the recruits and the sadness that he had held back for a long time, Wang Laohan stared at Yuan Yong's eyes, moved his body slightly, and his movements were so fast that he could not be detected by the naked eye, and easily dodged a strong blow. There was a muffled "bang", and the sound was not loud, but the palm wind that hit the air shook the stone table a few feet away into the shape of rubble.

The man with the mask glanced at the old man Wang, pretended to be impatient, and said, "Since people don't appreciate it, let's go."

"Young Master。。。。。。 “

"Got it!" The masked man waved his hand, and Yuan Yong suddenly lost his instincts and fell to the ground.

Wang Laohan stepped forward to check on the fainted person, and asked curiously: "Young master, what kind of kung fu are you, so powerful?"

"The 'Lost Spirits' who stole the clothes of the heavens before, just sprinkled them casually."

"High, really high!" Wang Laohan hurriedly slapped his ass seriously. In fact, he knew what it was, he had been holding his breath when he took the initiative just now, the young master was not confused, he also knew that Wang Laohan knew that this medicine was fine, and he was too lazy to expose him.

The tacit understanding of the master and servant walked towards the front hall where Yuan Qingsong's "corpse" was placed.

The next morning, the cook went to the street to buy dishes and returned, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he noticed that there was movement, he thought that a wild cat had broken in, so he tiptoed in the direction of movement with a kitchen knife. When he got closer, he found out that it was a person!

After careful identification, he was so frightened that he dropped the kitchen knife and rushed out of the door, running all the way and shouting all the way, "Damn!

It turned out that Wang Laohan and the masked man really saved Yuan Qingsong. At this moment, Yuan Qingsong, who had not eaten for a day and a night, was so hungry that he ran to the kitchen to find food, but unfortunately he was regarded as a fraudulent ghoul by the cook.

Yuan Qingsong, who was full of food and drink, walked around the house in a shroud with a full burp, everyone hid in the room like a ghost and didn't dare to come out, boldly took out the Buddha beads to protect himself, and waved his peach sword at him and said something, he didn't seem to know what happened to him, he only knew that he was lying in the coffin when he woke up, and he wanted to ask Yuan Yong for the reason.

It is said that Yuan Yong fell into the "Lost Spirit", and he was still asleep on the spot at the moment, and was doused with a scoop of water by Yuan Qingsong and woke up.

When he opened his eyes and was about to have a seizure, he looked up at Yuan Qingsong standing in front of him, and he was so shocked that he bounced up and took a few steps back, he calmly and carefully identified it, the young master's face was ruddy, and his big and divine eyes looked at him suspiciously, it didn't look like a fraudulent corpse, and then where did the fraudulent corpse come out during the day.

Seeing this, the big man with a beard on his face collapsed his defense line and began to cry. Looking at the big housekeeper who was crying with joy, Yuan Qingsong hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, and the warm body temperature was passed to Yuan Yong, he was even more sure that the young master was still alive, wiped away his tears and quickly pulled the young master to Mrs. Yuan's room.

Mrs. Yuan, who had a weak breath, saw that she was about to die, and Yuan Qingsong couldn't care about the frightened eyes of Xiaoju and He's mother, who were serving her wife, and rushed up to hug her mother while crying and shouting: "Mother, you have to hold on!"

Mother and son are connected. Yuan Qingsong's shout seemed to have an effect, and a tear trail crossed the corner of Mrs. Yuan's eyes, and her fingers trembled slightly. Seeing that his mother still hoped that Yuan Qingsong would quickly call Xiaoju, who was quick in legs and feet, to go to the town to call a doctor.

The doctor who was almost dragged by Xiao Ju all the way into the house was still panting, Yuan Qingsong was so anxious that he jumped to his feet and urged the doctor to consult immediately. The doctor was in a hurry, and shook his head after checking Mrs. Yuan's pulse, saying that Mrs. Yuan was weak in qi and blood, and now she was in a hurry, and she was afraid that she would not be able to resist.

Seeing that the doctor said that there was no help, Yuan Qingsong sat on the ground, his face couldn't make any expression at all, he couldn't accept that his mother who doted on him left him, and he hadn't done his filial piety yet.

Looking at the lost young master, Yuan Yong seemed to think of something, he tentatively told Yuan Qing that the old man of Song might be able to save Mrs. Yuan, and told him the ins and outs of what happened yesterday.

The enemy can save the old lady?!

Yuan Qingsong didn't hesitate too much, luckily lifted his legs and jumped up, easily skipped the high wall and rushed towards the direction of Wang Laohan's house in the east.

Wang Laohan was not surprised to see the arrival of Yuan Qingsong, who was sweating profusely, and also agreed to Yuan Qingsong's request, but there was a quid pro quo, and Yuan Qingsong had to agree to a condition after treating Mrs. Yuan. As for the conditions, we will talk about it when the time comes.

Yuan Qingsong was eager to save his mother, not to mention one condition, even one hundred and one thousand conditions.

Wang Laohan went with Yuan Qingsong, took Mrs. Yuan's pulse, and then used the silver needle he carried with him to prick a few of her acupoints, and then helped Mrs. Yuan up, raised his hand to gather qi, and poured the true qi of Zhiyang into her body through the palm of his hand.

In a moment, Mrs. Yuan's gray face gradually returned to blood, and when she saw the opportunity, the old man Wang took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Mrs. Yuan's mouth, and the treatment was over.

Wang Laohan got up and walked outside the door, took out a long cigarette stick, and began to smoke it.

There was a cry of joy from the room. People have been saved!

Yuan Qingsong, who succeeded in saving his mother, only cared about being overjoyed and forgot about his life-saving benefactor.

In the evening, in order to apologize, he personally carried two big hens to Wang Laohan's wooden house, and when he saw the life-saving benefactor go up, he came with three loud heads.

Wang Lao Hanpi didn't smile, and joked weirdly: "The stinky boy won't seek revenge on me?"

"How dare you, you are kind and kind-eyed, you are born to be a living bodhisattva" Yuan Qingsong slapped the old man's ass with a haha.

"Don't forget that you still have to promise me one more condition!" Wang Laohan reminded him.

"I know, I know, what are you talking about, even if you want my Yuan Mansion's house, you can offer it at any time" Although Yuan Qingsong usually hangs his son, what he promised is like water spilled out, and he will never break his word.

"Who is scarce about your land, old man, it's good for me to live here, I want you to help us find someone"

"Who?"

"Your master!"

It's okay not to mention it, but as soon as he mentions his master, he will be on fire.

"What should I do, I promise to do this, even if you don't look for him, I will settle accounts with him" Yuan Qingsong patted his chest and agreed.

Since the conditions were negotiated, Wang Laohan sent Yuan Qingsong to go back first, and then he quickly returned to the room to report the situation to the young master who had been meditating in the room.

The chaos that happened gradually subsided, and the people in the house began to accept the fact that the young master had come back from the dead, and they all worked with peace of mind. Everything in the house continues to be taken care of by Yuan Yong, Yuan Qingsong eats and sleeps well at home, has time to see his mother, and sits in the yard watching Yuan Yong's busy figure in a daze. At the same time, he was struggling with what he promised Wang Laohan. How to find the disappeared person!?

And the master and servant standing on the roof not far away were monitoring Yuan Qingsong's every move.