On the way back to the inn from King Su's Mansion, Cheng Nianzhen gradually felt more and more cordial to Mo Qizhong.

The old man in front of him looked ordinary, dressed very plainly, and even unkempt, looking a little sloppy.

But his eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts, know what you are thinking in your heart, and every word hits your heartstrings unhurriedly, and Miss Cheng, who was originally in a very depressed mood, said that she felt that her eyes seemed to suddenly open up.

And his knowledge is extremely profound, astronomy and geography, anecdotes, seems to know everything, and even in terms of medical skills, some of his words are also very unique, so that Cheng Nianzhen almost began to admire him a little.

After a moment of thought, Cheng Nianzhen remembered the scene when Mo Qizhong didn't give Su Wang Zhu any face at the banquet and insisted on refusing to drink, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Seventh Uncle, when His Royal Highness King Su toasted you just now, why did you disobey his face like that? He is such a big person, aren't you afraid at all?"

She knew that Mo Qizhong was not Ye Feng's real seventh uncle, but she was willing to follow Ye Feng to call him like this, as if it was more cordial and closer to Ye Feng.

Mo Qi turned around and looked at Miss Cheng in a strange and interesting way, and said, "Do you think I am deliberately not giving him face under the pretext that I am sick?"

Cheng Nian really didn't believe it, from the conversation just now, she could feel that this seventh uncle didn't just know a little about medical skills, ordinary Xiaoxiao, with his ability, how could it be difficult to stop him?

Mo Qi looked at her with some disbelief, stopped, stretched out his hand and said to Cheng Nianzhen: "If you don't believe it, please ask Miss Cheng to know a pulse." ”

Cheng Nianzhen grabbed Mo Qizhong's wrist and put his fingers on his veins.

It was only a moment, her face changed drastically, and when she raised her head, she looked at Mo Qizhong in shock, and blurted out: "Seventh Uncle, you, your liver ......"

Mo Qizhong looked at Miss Cheng very solemnly, nodded, and said, "Now you understand why Uncle Seven can't get a drop of wine, right?"

Cheng Nianzhen nodded silently, let go of Mo Qizhong's veins, she looked at Uncle Seven with worried eyes, she really didn't expect this old man who looked radiant, his liver disease would be so serious.

Mo Qizhong smiled at Cheng Nianzhen and said: "Life and death have a destiny and wealth in the sky, Uncle Seven has lived a lot of age, life and death have long been seen through, you don't have to worry about Uncle Seven, my old bones are still tough!"

Turning his head, he said to Cheng Nianzhen again: "But you just know about my illness in your heart, but don't mention it to others, this is Uncle Seven's secret." ”

Cheng Nianzhen held back the feeling of sadness in his heart and nodded.

Mo Qizhong glanced at her deeply, turned around, and still walked in front with a relaxed face, but Cheng Nianzhen, who was following behind, had ups and downs in his heart, and he couldn't calm down at all.

Cheng Nianzhen actually didn't see much of Mo Qizhong's illness, but she had seen it once or twice when she followed her father's divine doctor Cheng Sansi.

However, she was very impressed by this disease, because it was the first time she knew that there was a disease in the world that could make her father helpless.

In her mind, her father, who is almost omnipotent, is the only thing she can do in the face of this disease

It is to rely on drugs to slightly reduce the pain of some patients, and then it is to ask the patient's family to arrange the funeral as soon as possible.

And it is very strange that every time the patient learns that he is suffering from an incurable disease, he will die suddenly within ten months at most.

It was this illness that made Cheng Nianzhen understand for the first time that although his father Cheng Sansi was known as a "miracle doctor", he was not a god after all, and he also had incurable diseases, and he could not really decide a person's life and death.

And now, she has encountered this disease again, and the person who is sick is actually the seventh uncle who has just comforted her and made her admire!

It seems that Uncle Seventh should have been sick for a long time, and he should be very aware of the illness he is suffering from, but what he showed was casual, and his radiant expression was the only thing Cheng Nianzhen had seen in this life.

Perhaps, Uncle Seventh already has some healing method in his heart?

Cheng Nian really couldn't help but think so, although even she knew that this hope was very slim.

After thinking about it all the way, she didn't have the heart to chat with Mo Qichong Sea and Sky anymore, so she was silent, and the two returned to the inn.

As soon as he walked into the lobby of the inn, Mo Qizhong suddenly stopped.

The lobby was empty at the moment, the shopkeeper and the clerk were nowhere to be seen, except that in the passage leading to the back room, an old woman was sweeping the floor.

This old woman should have been invited by the inn to clean up, it is said that she is deaf and dumb, she has never seen her communicate with anyone, every day is to bury her head in the inn to clean, these days I have seen a lot, everyone does not think she is weird.

What really surprised Mo Qizhong was that in the empty lobby, Xiao Sanji was sitting upright on a chair at the moment, and when he saw him and Cheng Nianzhen walking in, he didn't say a word, just looked at them with very anxious eyes.

Cheng Nianzhen also saw that something was wrong with the situation, and asked, "Little Sanji, what's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he stepped over to the past.

Little Sanji's face was expressionless, but his eyes were even more anxious, and his eyes flashed, as if to signal them not to come.

Mo Qizhong grabbed Cheng Nianzhen, of course he could see that the reason why Xiao Sanji was sitting there motionless, and even had no expression on his face, was obviously because he was restrained by someone.

There are enemies!

Mo Qizhong pulled Miss Cheng behind him, and scanned the entire lobby vigilantly, at this time, there was a burst of laughter, and a figure turned out from behind a pillar in the lobby.

This person has a very conspicuous long beard with white flowers, and holds a black iron fishing rod in his hand, which is actually a fishing in the East China Sea!

Cheng Nianzhen had heard before that this white-bearded fisherman was the king of the city among the Ten Palaces of Yama, although she was a woman, she didn't quite understand what kind of organization these Ten Palaces Yama was, anyway, it didn't feel like a good person from the name!

Now when I saw him come out and stand beside little Sanji, I couldn't help but lose my face and was shocked.

Donghai Yu sneered at them for a while: "I originally thought that it would be Tang Da and them who came in, or that difficult boy Ye Feng, but I didn't expect that it was a bad old man and a little girl who came in, which made the old man a little disappointed." ”

Mo Qizhong snorted: "The siege of Lanzhou City has been lifted, those horns of yours."

Friend, now that you're dead, you're running away, I can't imagine that you haven't left yet?"

Donghai Yu's face showed a funny look, as if he heard a rather funny question: "Why did the old man leave?"

He stood there leisurely, with a feeling of being in his chest: "The old man has been secretly observing you for a long time, the fat man who will make the Shaolin Luohan Boxing was poisoned and unconscious, and the only Nanshan Lao'er who can be the enemy of the old man is also seriously injured, and his self-protection is still insufficient, and now he is afraid that he is hiding in the room and does not dare to come out." ”

"With the martial arts of Tang Da and others, they are not in the eyes of the old man at all, who among you is the opponent of the old man?

After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Qizhong frowned: "You stayed here for this little kid?"

Donghai Yu nodded: "Yes, the old man came to Lanzhou, he was ordered by the son to take this child back, no matter whether the lamas like rice buckets and pus are not there, the old man has to complete the task, and none of you can stop it." ”

After a pause, a cruel smile flashed across his face: "But you actually let the old man miss once before, which is really a great shame, so the old man originally planned to wait here for Tang Da and them to come back and teach them a good lesson." But I didn't expect you to come back first by mistake, and now, even if you two are unlucky. ”

With that cruel smile on his face, he tightened his grip on the fishing rod in his hand.

Mo Qizhong sighed softly at this time, and said, "You have exhausted your calculations, thinking that you have a plan, but you still miss a person." ”

Donghai Yu asked, "Who is it?"

Mo Qizhong raised his head suddenly, his eyes were like lightning under the hat, and he said sharply: "It's me!"

Donghai Yu was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't know Mo Qizhong, but he heard Ye Feng and them all call him "Seventh Uncle".

Donghai Yu didn't see the scene of Mo Qizhong protecting Ye Feng under Lanzhou City during the day, if he saw it, he might guess the identity of this seventh uncle from his ghostly body, but unfortunately he didn't.

He just guessed from his outfit that the seventh uncle in front of him should be all the way to Mobeicheng in Momen, Mobeicheng is the helmsman of Momen's northwest rudder, and he didn't pay attention to his little martial arts Donghai Fishing at all, could it be that the martial arts of this old man in front of him will be even more powerful than Mobeicheng?

In addition, the image of this old man is completely inconsistent with the well-known masters in the Central Plains martial arts, so he has never put this seventh uncle in his eyes, and now he is so suspicious, he looks at this seventh uncle suspiciously and asks, "Who are you?"

Mo Qizhong slowly took off the hat on his head, stood straight, smiled at Donghai Yu, and replied, "I'm just a child of the Mo family." ”

Donghai Yu looked at him suspiciously, didn't he hear of any masters in Momen? If there really is, it can only be that person!

He was repeating in his heart, Seventh Uncle, Mo Family, suddenly his whole body shook, could it be that this old man in front of him could really be him?

He couldn't help but blurt out: "Could it be that you are the giant of the Mo family, the ink sword and ink sevenfold?"

Mo Qizhong's face did not change at all, he looked at Donghai Yu with a smile, nodded, and said, "That's right, the old decay is Mo Qizhong!"