Regarding the arrival of Hong Yi's master and apprentice, these people watched coldly. Everyone is here to make money, and they are considered competitors, that is, the Yan family has a big business, and promises that everyone who comes over will be rewarded, otherwise these people will not be able to do it well.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please inside."

After the news, the steward led everyone into the courtyard gate.

The courtyard of three in and three out, it is really luxurious, along the way withered dragons and phoenixes, all kinds of rare and exotic beasts can be seen everywhere in the yard, and some of them are even planted in the yard as ornamental plants. As a local hero, the Yan family has indeed achieved the limit in enjoying this piece.

After passing the front yard, the steward who led the way stopped and knocked on the door of the inner courtyard.

"I'm tired of the girl."

The door was opened by a big girl dressed in green, and the steward of the outer courtyard said with a smile when he saw her.

"Let's follow."

The big maid glanced at the crowd and led them into the inner courtyard. The inner courtyard is more luxurious than the outer courtyard, and here everyone sees many precious swords placed on both sides as ornamental objects, among which several are famous in the Xi Kingdom, and they are the swords of a well-known knight.

After walking for a while, the big girl also retired, and the person in charge became an old woman. This is repeated repeatedly, and it was not until the fifth person that he really arrived at the corresponding courtyard, so you can imagine how luxurious this Yan family compound is.

"Miss, everyone has brought it, confirmed it, and they are all capable."

The old lady whispered to the woman in the room.

Through the screen, everyone saw a slender back, a woman sitting in front of the table, and when she heard the sound, her fingers pressed the strings and stopped.

"It's hard work, mama."

A woman's voice came from inside the room, a little weak, giving people a sickly feeling.

Wu Chong stood outside the house, and his divine sense swept over and he saw the situation inside the house clearly, and naturally he also noticed Yan Qingqing's physical condition. The woman was indeed injured, and it was not light. It's just that this symptom of hers gives Wu Chong a very strange feeling, as if it is a congenital disease.

"The girl is careful to rest, just tell the old woman if there is anything."

Mama saluted and withdrew.

"You are all capable people, please come over this time......" Yan Qingqing couldn't say a word before coughing.

Someone in the room soon gave her a beating on the back, and poured her a cup of medicinal tea, and after drinking it for a while, she was relieved.

"Let you laugh."

"Don't dare."

Everyone outside the house also responded. In any case, it is the owner of the money, and a little delay is nothing.

"I invite you to come over this time, mainly because I want you to help treat my father." Yan Qingqing said.

As soon as he said this, everyone was a little surprised, I thought it was to save Miss, but I didn't expect that it was Miss's father who had a problem. The head of the Yan family is the most powerful person in this area, and if something happens to him, the entire county will tremble.

It's really strange that there is no wind outside for such an important matter.

Hong Yi was also a little disappointed.

He begged the teacher to come over, mainly because he wanted to repay his life-saving benefactor. As a result, he didn't expect things to be different from the news he heard, this world is really complicated, and if everyone believes it outside, it may be false.

"I don't know what Master Yan's illness is? Is it the same as Miss. ”

In the crowd, someone asked the heart of the question.

Disease.

The questioner was a man with stray hair, who worshipped a scarecrow, said to be a great deity in the spirit world. Wu Chong has never been in contact with it, nor has he heard of it, but since it is a god, the background must not be bad.

"My disease was brought from my mother's womb, so naturally it can't be the same as my father's illness." As he spoke, he had already read the detailed materials handed over by the outer courtyard.

There are a total of twelve people outside, and the Yan family has already found out everyone's origins and social interpersonal relationships.

As the richest man's family, it is naturally impossible to only have money, and the Yan family also has its own power. This time, the head of the Yan family was seriously ill, and they didn't think of finding someone outside at first, but they had to come up with this strategy after the doctors in the house were helpless. But even so, the Yan family must investigate the people who enter the door, and someone took the opportunity to assassinate Master Yan.

"My father's illness is a little strange, and his simple words may not be clear, so please diagnose it yourself, whether the matter can be successful or not, the person who made the move this time will have a gift of one hundred taels of silver."

Yan Qingqing turned to the last page, and what was written on this paper was Hong Yi's master and apprentice.

Especially Hong Yi, his previous experience as a beggar has been dug up, how many people have received relief, and when he came into contact with Yan Qingqing, there are detailed records. The only thing with less news is Hong Yi's master. However, an ordinary temple blessing can't afford to stir up too much wind and waves, so it's okay to pay a little attention.

After confirming the identities of these people, Yan Qingqing ordered someone to take them to Master Yan's residence.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone smelled the strong smell of medicine.

Master Yan was lying there on the bed, life and death were unknown, and it was estimated that it had been a while since he looked like this. The people present were a little puzzled, since they were seriously ill, why didn't they go to a doctor, with the strength of the Yan family, as long as the news was released, there must be many famous doctors who were willing to come over for treatment. As a result, the Yan family not only did not look for the doctor, but also found them, who were Shinto people, which was really strange.

When Hong Yi thought so, the monk over there had already opened his mouth to ask.

"My father's illness can be cured without medicine."

Yan Qingqing shook his head and explained without hesitation.

"In fact, before inviting you, we have invited all the famous doctors in Linhai County to see us, and inviting you to come over is also Dr. Sun's suggestion."

"Explain to these gods what they are doing so much, just come and save people."

A man standing in Master Yan interrupted Yan Qingqing's words impatiently. This person is the son of the Yan family, Yan Qingqing's eldest brother Yan can't.

"After all, it's a matter of asking for ......"

"We pay for it, they contribute it, and it's a matter of course."

Yan couldn't wave his hand to interrupt the nonsense, raised his hand to the monk standing in front, and said.

"Wu Na bald thief, don't hurry up and come over for treatment, I really think that our Yan family's money is so easy to cheat."

The face of the named monk turned dark, and he swallowed this breath when he thought that it was the gold master.

I saw this monk step forward, opened the curtain and took a look, and found that Master Yan's face was already black, and there was a layer of strange insects flying on his face. Two fingers probed his nose and found that he had been dead for a long time......

"Out of gas?"

The monk's face changed, and as soon as he wanted to speak, he found that a person who had been standing by the bed before, who had been completely ignored, had pressed one hand on his shoulder. The powerful aura instantly sealed all the aura in the monk's body.

"Governance! If you can't cure it, you are a liar, and our Yan family will never be soft on liars. ”

Yan Wu's voice sounded in the monk's ears, and Sen Leng's voice did not hide the murderous aura in it at all, and the cold sweat on the monk's forehead flowed out at once.