Later, Guofu Minqiang sent the child's detailed information, including the child's weight, height, disease progression, physical condition, daily food, etc

Yang Zhao took a copy of the child's situation and put it in his arms, and opened the curtain to break into the ice and snow.

Now the wind and snow are in full bloom in Lijing, and the goose feathers and heavy snow are swarming down with the strong wind, and the people who beat them can't open their eyes, and there are few pedestrians on the streets, and there are few cars and beasts.

In the face of the wind and snow, Yang Zhao found a large open-pulse hall and asked the other party if there was a suitable open-pulse silver needle.

She was greeted by a middle-aged man in a brown cotton suit.

"Guest, our silver needles are not for sale, if you really want to buy a magic weapon-quality open pulse silver needle, you can go to the refiner."

Yang Zhao had to reveal the news of the child's serious illness to him.

"I also know that it is a bit difficult to ask you to buy a silver needle, but it takes too much time to find a refiner to refine a set, and the children on my side may not be able to wait that long."

The middle-aged man asked, "How old is that child?" ”

Yang Zhao: "Three months. ”

The middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed: "To be honest, we have a few pairs of magic weapon-grade silver needles here, but I don't know if it can be applied to that child, guest, you sit here, wait a while, I'll go, ask my master to take a look." ”

The middle-aged man recruited a guy to give Yang Zhao a seat for tea, and he turned around and went upstairs to invite someone.

In less than half a cup of tea, an old man with white hair was led down the stairs by a middle-aged man.

The old man looked up at the wind and snow outside, and then looked at the summer clothes on Yang Zhao Mountain, and had already guessed her cultivation.

"I heard that the guest wants to buy a silver needle from me?"

Yang Zhao hurriedly stood up: "Yes, please fulfill the old gentleman." ”

The old gentleman waved his hand and sat down with Yang Zhao, and the middle-aged man turned around and stood behind the old gentleman.

"A pair of silver needles can save a child's life, how can I be stingy, but although I have three pairs of magic weapon-level silver needles, I don't know if I can get along with this child."

Yang Zhao took out the stack of paper full of detailed information about the child from his arms and handed it to the old gentleman with both hands.

The old gentleman reached out to take the paper, lowered his eyebrows and looked at it carefully, but the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows wrinkled, and finally his expression was solemn, and his lips were slightly pursed.

"Guest, I can only disappoint you here, this child's condition is too critical, and his body is so weak, the burden of the three pairs of magic weapon-level open pulse silver in my hand is still too heavy for that child."

Yang Zhao looked disappointed, stood up and was about to leave: "Trouble old man, I'll go to another Kaimai Pavilion to find it." ”

The old man stretched out his hand to stop her: "Alas, don't worry, guest, I know that there is a person who has seven pairs of magic weapon-level open vein silver needles hidden in his hand, and two of them are of particularly high grade, which are difficult for ordinary people to borrow, I may be able to help you with a note, and then you can take the note and go directly to Hunchun Hall to have a look." ”

Yang Zhao thanked him gratefully: "Thank you, old gentleman, for your help." ”

"It's all for the sake of the child, it's my handy thing."

The middle-aged man standing behind the old man took the paper and ink with a very good eye, and the old man wrote a note with his hands and feet, and handed it to Yang Zhao.

"Guest, go quickly, seeing that the wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, you are late, I am afraid that Hunchun Hall will close and make you wait for one more day."

Yang Zhao took the note and carefully folded it into his arms, took the child's information, and asked for the detailed address of Hunchun Hall before saying goodbye to the two and going to Hunchun Hall.

The wind and snow outside were really bigger, and she cast a wind spell with one hand, keeping the wind and snow around her outside, and then used the light body technique and ran quickly on the street.

In Lijing City, she was not allowed to fly, so she could only use the light body technique to increase her speed.

Fortunately, there are few people on this street, and no one is in the way, and Yang Zhao can run extremely fast.

But Li Jing was very big, and she ran for half a pillar of incense to reach her destination.

When she arrived at the door of Hunchun Hall, there was no one one one meter away from the heavy snow, and the young man in the Hunchun Hall store was planning to close down due to the weather.

"Big brother is closed, I have something to discuss with your store."

The man invited her indoors, took the note she handed her, looked at it, and then took the note and asked an old woman in a silver and red coat to come out.

"Is it a guest, do you want to borrow my silver needle?"

It seems that the old woman only intends to borrow, not sell.

Yang Zhao: "Exactly, the child on my side is weak and critically ill, and he can't wait for the time for the refiner to practice, so he has the cheekiness to beg Madam, if you have any requirements, you can say it directly, I have nothing to say." ”

The old woman was a smiling person: "What is there to say, everything is based on the child's life, you can tell me about the child's situation." ”

Yang Zhao handed the information he had collected in his arms to the old woman.

The old woman frowned when she looked at it.

"It's not that I shirk the guest, but the silver needle in my hand is not right, so let's write a note too, you go to my uncle to have a look."

Yang Zhao took the slip gratefully and stepped into the wind again.

In this way, Yang Zhao ran back and forth in the city in the snow for a long time, and when it was almost dark, he begged for the body of a young girl, so that he had some hope.