The next morning, after Qin Xiaolong left Han Qishan's house, he took a taxi to Nanluo Street in Dongcheng.

With a history of more than 700 years, Nanluo Street is one of the oldest surviving neighborhoods in Yanjing.

The residences here are all courtyard houses, so all the people who can live here are either rich or noble.

After walking for about ten minutes according to the navigation, Qin Xiaolong came to No. 32 Nanluo Street.

After knocking on the door, a middle-aged man soon came and opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged man looked at Qin Xiaolong expressionlessly and asked.

"I'm looking for Gu Chunqiu, and I made an appointment with him to meet this morning."

Qin Xiaolong replied.

"You're Qin Xiaolong, right? Come on in. ”

The middle-aged man had been instructed before, and as soon as he heard this, he welcomed Qin Xiaolong into the door.

Gu Chunqiu's residence is a large quadrangle courtyard with three entrances and three exits, although it is not as good as the Jiang family's palace, but in the imperial capital where every inch of land is valuable, such a mansion must be worth at least hundreds of millions.

After a while, Qin Xiaolong was led by a middle-aged man to the inner courtyard.

There is a big locust tree in the courtyard, and two old men are drinking tea and playing under the locust tree.

One of them is Wei Boyang.

Needless to say, the other one is naturally the owner of this place, Gu Chunqiu.

"General!"

A moment later, Gu Chunqiu directly ended the game with an afterthought.

"Gan! Another mistake! ”

Looking at the chess game in front of him, Wei Boyang couldn't help but show unwillingness.

"Okay, don't make excuses for yourself, hurry up and hand over Yuanyang Dan."

Compared with Wei Boyang's bitter gourd face, Gu Chunqiu is proud.

"Isn't it just a bottle of Yuanyang Dan, it's not like I can't afford to lose!"

Wei Boyang stiffened his neck and replied, and then placed a small porcelain vase heavily in front of Gu Chunqiu.

Gu Chunqiu opened the porcelain vase and smelled it, and the smile on his face was even worse.

"Haha, it's really good to pick up a bottle of Yuanyang Dan for nothing."

"If you have the ability, let's have another game, this time I will use the Golden Marrow Pill as a bet!"

Wei Boyang said unconvinced.

"Don't worry, you have left the Golden Marrow Pill for me, let's greet your little friend first."

Gu Chunqiu glanced at Qin Xiaolong and said.

"Hey, Xiaolong, when did you come?"

Wei Boyang hurriedly turned his head to greet Qin Xiaolong, his attention just now was on the chess game, and he didn't notice Qin Xiaolong's arrival.

"I've only been there for a few minutes."

Qin Xiaolong replied with a smile.

"Xiaolong, he is Gu Chunqiu, the ghost withered vine you want is in the hands of this old thing."

Wei Boyang pointed to the Ancient Spring and Autumn Dao.

"Ancient good."

Qin Xiaolong quickly greeted Gu Chunqiu.

"Hello, sit down."

Gu Chunqiu's expression was flat, making it difficult to guess his thoughts.

Qin Xiaolong was not polite either, and sat down next to Wei Boyang.

"He is worthy of being an apprentice of the mysterious and sophisticated, he has stepped into the transcendent realm at a young age, and he is really talented."

Gu Chunqiu glanced at Qin Xiaolong deeply and said.

Qin Xiaolong knew that it must be Wei Boyang who told Gu Chunqiu that he was the apprentice of the Xuanji Daoist, but the matter had come to this point, and he could only make a mistake.

"My strength is not worth mentioning in front of the ancient, and the ancient is the real unfathomable."

Qin Xiaolong replied very modestly.

This Gu Chunqiu looked like an ordinary old man, without a trace of cultivator's aura on his body.

But Qin Xiaolong knew in his heart that this person was definitely the same as the Xuanji Daoist, and he had reached the point of returning to the basics.

This kind of talent is the most terrifying.

Even if Qin Xiaolong's current strength was already strong enough to be a strong man in the early stage of the Gang King, he was not at all sure that he would be able to escape alive from Gu Chunqiu's hands.

"Old Gu, Xiaolong is the beloved disciple of the mysterious old way, the old Taoist said that as long as you are willing to give the ghost withered vine to the little dragon, he will be regarded as owing you a favor."

Wei Boyang took the initiative to help Qin Xiaolong.

"He told you this to your face?"

Gu Chunqiu raised his eyebrows.

"That's right."

Wei Boyang nodded.

"Oh, you're stupid!"

Gu Chunqiu glared at Wei Boyang and said.

He and the Xuanji Daoist are old acquaintances, but the two have not seen each other for two years, and if the Xuanji Daoist really wants the ghost withered vine, it is impossible not to come to Yanjing to find him.

"Okay, he really didn't say this to me in person, but you also know this person, he has always disliked to owe favors to others, if you give Qin Xiaolong the ghost withered vine, and then find this old Taoist priest to do things in the future, he is embarrassed to refuse, right?"

Although the lie was revealed, Wei Boyang was not embarrassed at all.

"First, I've known Xuanji Lao Dao for decades, and it's the first time I've heard that he has an apprentice, and the authenticity of this matter is still up for debate."

"If this kid is an impostor, then wouldn't I have to suffer a big loss?"

"Second, the old way of mystery has disappeared for two years, I don't know if this guy is dead or alive now, in case he has hung up, who should I go to?"

"So, unless he comes to me himself, no one will try to take the devil's withered vine from me."

Gu Chunqiu said bluntly.

"I think your worries are completely unnecessary, first, apart from that old pervert of Xuanji Old Dao, I really can't think of anyone who can cultivate such an excellent apprentice as Qin Xiaolong."

"Second, this guy belongs to the eighth king, the so-called thousand-year-old king eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, and he probably won't die when you die."

Wei Boyang said with a smile.

"Why don't you say wait until you're dead...... cough cough cough ......"

When he said this, Gu Chunqiu couldn't help coughing violently a few times, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face at the same time.

"I'm just making an analogy, what are you excited about, hurry up and drink saliva to slow down."

Wei Boyang hurriedly poured a glass of water for Gu Chunqiu.

After drinking the water, the flushing on Gu Chunqiu's face gradually receded.

"Ancient, is there anything wrong with you?"

Qin Xiaolong glanced at Gu Chunqiu and said.

With Gu Chunqiu's strength, not to mention that all diseases are invasive, ordinary minor illnesses will definitely not have any impact on him at all.

But there was an abnormal red color on his face, and it was obvious that he had a hidden disease.

"It's okay, it's a little old."

Gu Chunqiu waved his hand and didn't say anything.

"Ancient, why don't you let me show you, maybe I can help you cure it."

Qin Xiaolong continued.

He came to see Gu Chunqiu this time to get the ghost withered vine, and he originally planned to exchange a petal of the seven-colored pansy with Gu Chunqiu.

But if Gu Chunqiu had any hidden diseases, he could completely let the other party use the ghost withered vine as a diagnosis gold.

"No need, Xuanji Lao Dao and Lao Wei have shown me before, and they have also prescribed me a lot of prescriptions, but to no avail, you will see it in vain."

Gu Chunqiu directly refused.

The occasional cough is an old problem, but it has not been cured, and he has long given up.

The most important thing was that he didn't think that Qin Xiaolong had the ability to heal himself at all.