Lin Que was speechless for a while, and he said, "My name is Lin Que, and I am an inscription master, and I am here to treat Ling Jian Gongzi. ”

"What are you talking about, you are an inscription master?" the old butler looked Lin Que up and down, and said mockingly, "If you are an inscription master, then Lao Tzu is not a Jiupin inscription master?"

Seeing that the old housekeeper was going to drive Lin Que away, the pock-faced pharmacist sighed for a while, the wine trough sneered, and Master Chen was still expressionless.

"Steward Zhang, what are you doing, aren't I calling you to greet Master Chen? Why haven't you come in for so long?" Ling Chong frowned when he heard the old butler's loud voice, and walked out.

"Master Chen, please come in!" Ling Chong said politely.

"Young Master Ling, this kid he-" Steward Zhang hadn't finished speaking, but Ling Chong greeted Lin Que, happily held Lin Que's hand, and said, "Little brother, why are you here?"

"Young Master Ling, I-"

"Alas, don't call me that, just call me Brother Ling. Ling Chong said enthusiastically.

"Okay, Brother Ling, I saw on the notice that Ling Jiangongzi was sick, so I wanted to come and see, it just so happened that I was also an inscriptionist. Lin Que explained.

"Really, please come in!" Ling Chong hurriedly invited Lin Que in.

Steward Zhang's jaw was about to drop in surprise, this young man actually knew Young Master Ling Chong, how could I not know? What was even more unexpected was that Lin Que said that he was an inscription master, and Ling Chong actually believed it. Could it really be that I'm blind?

Seeing this, the pock-faced pharmacist sighed for a while, thinking: I didn't expect this kid to know Ling Chong, and I would have befriended him if I knew about it. Hey, that's a pity.

The wine trough nose sneered in his heart: Boy, even if you know Ling Chong, what if he goes in and can't show his real skills, there will be you crying later.

Master Chen was still expressionless.

"Steward Zhang, what are you doing, why don't you welcome this son in?" Ling Chong said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, yes!" Steward Zhang changed his face again, smiling like a sunflower blooming in the hot sun, extremely brilliant, he leaned down and said respectfully, "This, this Lin Que, Lin Gongzi, your old man walks slowly, the ground is slippery, and the little one leads the way in front!" Steward Zhang's mind turned, and he immediately thought of Lin Que's name.

Lin Que didn't say anything, walked into the gate, and saw a large piece of bamboo, lush, verdant, red flowers on the ground, and black rockeries reflected in the mirror-like spring water.

Lin Que bypassed many paths under the leadership of Steward Zhang, and finally came to a wooden house, where some people were already sitting inside. There are two chairs on the top, and there are two people sitting on them, one is wearing a black leather jacket, a Chinese face, and a dense beard under the chin, not angry and arrogant, it is Ling Fangzheng, the president of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce. The person next to him was the Wind Master who Ling Chong was the first to greet in.

"Dad, the masters who can be invited have basically arrived. Ling Chong walked over and said.

"Well, masters, please take a seat!" Ling Fangzheng nodded and said, "I won't say those tedious polite words either. I think everyone knows that my youngest son Ling Jian is not in a good situation right now, and he may be picked up by the Grim Reaper at any time! Whether it is cured or not, I will be grateful!"

Ling Fangzheng did not hide Ling Jian's situation.

A big man with a meaty face slapped the table, patted his ass and said, "Don't worry, President Ling, Master Ling Jian has a great fortune, he will definitely be fine!" He came behind Lin Que and was a martial artist.

President Ling nodded, but didn't say anything.

The pock-faced pharmacist spoke: "President Ling, I heard that Mr. Xie took care of Ling Jiangongzi before, this time, why didn't Mr. Xie come?"

Ling Fangzheng sighed and said, "Hey, when Mr. Xie went to the Imperial Capital Qilin City to participate in the Inscription Master Conference, he went to attack the Spirit Array Tower, and he never thought about hurting his vitality, so he is now more than capable of strength." Therefore, he asked me to send this notice, hoping that all the masters can help!"

The pock-faced pharmacist glanced at Master Feng and thought, "Mr. Xie's chief disciples are all here, why do you continue to invite people?" Could it be that Master Feng has no choice.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Ling Fangzheng looked at Master Feng and said, "Master Feng, look—"

Master Feng said, "President Ling, let's go and see the situation of Ling Jian Gongzi." ”

Since Master Feng is a disciple of Mr. Xie, of course, he is also an authority, and others have no objections.

Ling Fangzheng led everyone to the inner hall, only to see a beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the bed in the inner hall, her eyes full of tender love. There was a little boy of six or seven years old on the bed, his face was green, his breathing was weak, and his head was constantly breaking out in cold sweat, he closed his eyes and muttered: "Mother, I am so cold, so hot, and my throat is so bitter." I'm really uncomfortable!"

When the beautiful woman heard this, her tears couldn't help but fall again.

"Madam, all the masters are here, don't worry!" Ling Fangzheng was also very tormented when he heard his son feel so uncomfortable.

The beautiful woman wiped her tears, stepped aside, saluted like everyone, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble the masters." ”

Everyone returned the salute, Master Feng was the first to walk to the window, lifted the thin quilt on Ling Jian's body, and lifted Ling Jian's shirt, only to see a mark on his back, a green circle on it, and a skull on the circle, and a snake spit out of the skull's mouth.

He heard his master, Mr. Xie, talk about Ling Jian's illness.

Lin Que fixed his eyes and saw that he knew the rune, it was called the Green Pattern Technique in the inscription, which was designed to absorb the vitality of children, but it was not fatal. It was similar to the black beard on Lin Feng's body at that time, but the strength was not as strong as the black beard.

There are also two imprints under the green vein, both of which are two black circles, and a black eagle is painted in the circle, with sharp eyes and a hook on the tip of the nose, which is lifelike.

These two seals are also inscriptions.

"It's moving, it's moving, you see, the snake seems to be moving?" said the big man in amazement.

The light on the green circle deepened, and the snake shook its body, and then swam along with the green circle, and as it swam, large green spots of light appeared on Ling Jian's back, like mildew.

Then, the two black eagles grew beaks and seemed to be screaming. The green dot did not diffuse, but it did not disappear either.

Ling Jian's body trembled continuously, his face was full of sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell on the bed, wetting a large piece. The green gas on his face was getting heavier and heavier, and even the exhaled air had a faint green tinge.

"Jian'er, Jian'er!" the beautiful woman let out an exclamation, wanting to hold Ling Jian in her arms.

Ling Fangzheng stopped her and said, "Madam, wait a minute, let the masters read it first!"

Lin Que finally understood, the green vein technique on Ling Jian's body would absorb Ling Jian's vitality, and the two black eagles were blocking the green vein technique, but it had no effect.