[The second day of the third month of the seventy-first year of the Great Qiankang Dynasty, the second day, the northeast of Chang'an City, and the front of Pan Wenjuan's mansion]

Almost before the time of tea, Li Yi and Shen Huan had already arrived in front of the gate of Pan's Mansion. When the two little servants guarding the door saw that the visitor was dressed in brocade clothes and a purple robe and jade belt, they naturally did not dare to slack off, so they greeted them from afar and said: "Two officials, are you here to see my master? It's a pity that my lord is on the household at this time, and he is not in the house!"

Li Yi asked casually, "Is Zhang Bo in your mansion?"

The older guy replied: "You came to find our uncle, but it's just ...... Our aunt ...... today There is some physical ...... I'm a little uncomfortable, I'm sorry, you might as well come back another day!"

Shen Huanbao's eyes glared, and he reprimanded angrily: "Bastard! Now that the prince of Zhao is here, you two dogs are bold, and when you see the prince, not only do you not pay homage and salute, but you also dare to block the prince from the door, if you dare to make another time, this governor will immediately take your dog's life!"

The name of Zhao Wangye can be described as thunderous, and almost everyone in the entire capital knows it. Even three-year-old children are spread by word of mouth, Daqian has a Zhao Wang Ye named Li Yi, he is the master of the God King Pavilion, a kung fu champion in the world, the courage in the chest to deter the demons, those demons and monsters heard the name of Zhao Wang Li Yi, all of them will be scared and tremble. At this time, the two little servants at the gate of Pan's Mansion heard that it was the famous Zhao Wangye standing in front of them, and they immediately fell to their knees in fright, and said in their mouths: "I don't know if the little one is Zhao Wangye's big coming, the little one should die, the little one should die......!"

"Okay, get up!" Li Yi waved his hand and ordered: "Open the gate, lead the way ahead, this king will see Zhang Bo immediately!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the two little servants hurriedly got up and opened the door of Pan's Mansion tremblingly. One of the older servants seemed to have some knowledge, he pulled the younger servant next to him, and ordered him to hurry to the yamen of the household department to inform the lord to return to the house, and he led the way first, leading Li Yi and Shen Huan into the gate of Pan's mansion, and went straight to Zhang Bo's residence in the inner courtyard.

When he arrived at Zhang Bo's bedroom, the servant lifted the curtain in front of Zhang Bo's bed, and Li Yi stepped forward to take a closer look, only to see that although Zhang Bo was only in his thirties, his face was as white as paper, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was scattered, and his expression was sluggish, and he looked like an old man. At this moment, he leaned against the bed, his eyes staring into the air with a dull look, and at first glance, he looked like a dying man.

"Are you Zhang Bo?" asked Li Yi.

"......" Zhang Bo, who was lying on the bed, was still staring blankly into the air, his lips pursed, as if he was whispering, but no one else could hear half of the sound.

Shen Huan, who was behind Li Yi, immediately stepped forward and scolded: "Zhang Bo! Prince Zhao is asking you! Why don't you hurry up and answer truthfully!"

Li Yi waved his hand and stopped: "It seems that this person is not lightly ill, if he is really injured by the demon, it is reasonable that he can't speak at this moment." ”

"Come, Zhang Bo, stretch out your hand and let this king call the number one pulse for you!" Li Yi commanded again.

Seeing this, the little servant of Pan Mansion beside him hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Zhang Bo's right arm out of the futon, took off his sleeve, and gently placed it in front of Li Yi. The little guy hurriedly brought two rosewood square stools and put them behind Li Yi and Shen Huan.

Li Yi sat in front of the bed and took Zhang Bo's pulse for a long time, and then said thoughtfully: "Strange, how is this person's pulse so different from that young man? If these two people were not injured by the same person, their symptoms are almost identical. If these two people were injured by the same person, how can there be such a difference in the extent of the injuries?"

Shen Huan, who was standing beside him, immediately asked: "Your Highness, are you saying that Zhang Bo and the young man in the south of the city are also damaged by the essence yuan, but the degree of damage to Zhang Bo is much more than that of the young man in the south of the city, and he is already close to the situation of being deprived of people?"

Li Yi nodded and said, "Judging from this person's pulse, as you said! Both of them have suffered the same kind of injury, but the injuries are very different. After being treated by Langzhong, the young man in the south of the city not only had no worries about his life, but he only needed to recuperate for a few days before he could return to normal. But this chapter is ...... I'm afraid it's not long before it! This king also feels strange, could it be that this banshee hurts people and shares her mood, she was in a good mood the night before, she just took a little Jingyuan from the young man in the south of the city, and yesterday, she changed her temperament, and almost sucked this Zhang Bo clean?"

Shen Huan pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Your Highness, the lower officials also think that it is very likely that this is the case. Xia Guan heard that the demon monster has a kind of 'marrow sucking magic skill', which is specially practiced at night, devouring the essence in the body of young and strong men for their own strength to grow. The amount of essence that these demons devour is also based on the needs of their own demonic cultivation, if the demonic skill enters the realm quickly, then the amount of male essence required is innumerable, and if the demonic skill cultivation is slow, then the essence in the man's body will naturally not be much......"

Shen Huan glanced at Zhang Bo, who was lying on the bed and dying, and sneered: "I'm afraid this Zhang Bo is not very lucky, last night must have been when the demon's skills were improving, and the Yuanyang in his body was almost squeezed clean by the banshee!"

Li Yi looked at Shen Huan, his eyes showed approval, and he nodded: "It turns out that Shen Dudu also knows that there is a kind of 'marrow sucking skill' in the demon world. Now it seems that these cases are obviously the cause of demons. This 'marrow sucking magic skill' is so vicious, if you allow the demon to cause trouble in the world, it will be a great disaster for the people of Chang'an! Since Shen Dudu knows the methods of this demon, then in the future, this case will have to bother Shen Dudu to worry a little more......

Shen Huan was moved in his heart when he heard this, and immediately leaned down towards Li Yi, and saluted respectfully: "Where is Your Highness's words! Your Highness is radiant, magnificent, and has the best martial arts in the world, and his prestige moves in the five continents, and His Royal Highness has always regarded His Highness as a model in his heart, and it is the blessing of His Highness to serve His Highness! In the future, Shen Huan will never give up his life for anything that can help His Highness! Please rest assured, Your Highness, even if Shen Huan digs the entire Chang'an City three feet into the ground, he will definitely arrest this demon who is a disaster in the world!"

Li Yi saw that Shen Huan's words were sincere and impassioned, and every sentence seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, so he immediately got up and hugged Shen Huan, and said warmly: "Shen Dudu, your heart is understood by the king, and in the future, there is no need to be polite and ......formalistic between you and me."

"Your Royal Highness......" Shen Huan held Li Yi's hands, as if he had an infinite heart, wanting to confess to this King Zhao.

At this time, outside the dormitory, the head of the Pan Mansion walked in, the chief steward was surnamed Li, his name was Mo Chou, and he was fifty-one years old this year. He has been the head of the Pan Mansion for more than 20 years, and he is capable and sophisticated, managing the entire Pan Mansion in an orderly manner, and he has also won the trust of Pan Wenjuan. Today, this Li Mochou can hear the report from others, saying that it is the prince of Zhao who came to the Pan Mansion in person today, just to take a look at his uncle. At this time, the old man was not in the house, and the whole house naturally respected him, he immediately did not dare to slack off, and ran to the bedroom in a hurry, and when he saw Li Yi, he leaned down and fell to the ground, and exclaimed:

"Li Mochou, the head of the small Pan Mansion, knock to see His Royal Highness King Zhao!"

"Hmm...... Get up, I'm looking for you!" Li Yi said.

Hearing that Prince Zhao was looking for him, Li Mochou was in a panic again, he got up tremblingly, and asked cautiously, "I don't know what the prince is looking for Xiao Xiao to order?"

Li Yi returned to the square bench and sat down, he waved his hand and ordered Li Mochou to sit down in front of him, and asked, "Manager Li, when was your uncle carried back?

Seeing that the famous Zhao Wang Ye in front of him turned out to be such an approachable prince, Li Mochou, the head of the Pan Mansion, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was about to find a stool to sit down, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the majestic and cold gaze of the red-faced man standing next to him, and immediately his heart sank, and he didn't dare to take a seat. At this time, he heard that Zhao Wangye actually called him "Manager Li", and he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground again, and said in a trembling voice: "The prince doesn't want to torture the villain! In front of the prince, how dare the little one call the word 'manager'?"

Li Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll call you Li Mochou, get up!"

After seeing Li Mochou slowly get up, Li Yi asked again: "Li Mochou, do you know what this king asked just now?"

Li Mochou hurriedly replied: "Back to the prince, my aunt went out last night and didn't return, and the young lady was in a hurry at that time, and sent people to look around, but found nothing, and the next person only reported that the uncle went to Cuiyun Tower, and then he didn't know where he went." Around midnight this morning, a few vendors pulled my uncle back. When we met my uncle, he was like this, and as for how he was injured, I don't know. ”

Li Yi asked, "Then you just locked him in the room like this, knowing that his injuries were not light, and did not treat him?"

Li Mochou said: "Back to the prince, my lord knows what my uncle went to last night...... What Cuiyun Building, the lord was very angry at that time, and ordered us not to care about the life or death of the uncle. Later, it was my young lady who was reluctant to let her uncle go, so she ordered me to secretly invite a doctor to come over while the old man was on duty. However, I invited three famous doctors to come and treat my uncle, and they all shook their heads and said that my uncle's illness was ...... It's hopeless......"

Li Yi smiled slightly and said, "What did those Lang Zhong say?"

Li Mo replied with a bitter face: "The doctors seem to be in the same tune, they say that my aunt is ...... It is excessive intercourse, blood and qi depletion, kidney element failure, and life-root damage, even if there is Da Luo Jin Xian, there is no power to return to the sky...... Hey! Poor uncle, who is only thirty-six years old, ended up like this just because he was greedy for joy all night! This is really ...... It's really ...... Ahem!"

Li Yi looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "What a 'even if there is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he is powerless to return to the sky'! Today I want to let you see, without the Da Luo Jin Immortal, your uncle can return to heaven to continue his life!"

Li Mochou turned his worries into joy and said: "Is there a way for the prince to let my aunt continue to die? That little one wants to replace my lord and young lady, so that he can thank the prince!" As he spoke, Li Mochou knelt down on Li Yi's knees again and pleaded: "Please be merciful to the prince and save my aunt!"

"Okay, well! For the sake of you, a faithful protector of the Lord, this king will make an exception to save him today!" Li Yi smiled, and then ordered: "You let everyone all retreat, and you are not allowed to enter without the king's orders!"

Li Mochou got up when he heard this, turned around and ordered everyone to retreat, and no one was allowed to come and disturb even within a hundred steps of the bedroom. He himself bowed out of the door and closed the door.

And Shen Huan, who was standing behind Li Yi, didn't seem to believe that Li Yi would personally treat him for the sake of a mere Zhang Bo. In Shen Huan's eyes, a small person like Zhang Bo, let alone treat him, even a few words to him is redundant! What's more, the essence in this Zhang Bo's body has been sucked up by the monster, unless someone with extremely high internal strength delivers the true yuan in his body to him, so that this Zhang Bo can continue to live.

"Could it be that you, a dignified Prince of Qizhu, would personally renew his life for the sake of such a pariah who is not even as good as ants, at the expense of consuming the true yuan in his body?"

"Shen Dudu, come here and take a hand! You hold his body, and wait for this king to lose some true anger for him!"

At this time, I saw that the world-famous God King Pavilion Master in front of me had already taken off his shoes, walked to the head of the bed, sat behind Zhang Bo, and said indifferently to Shen Huan.