"Unless you tell me why you two dolls are older than me combined?" said the ghost doctor lightly.

Mo Ying suddenly had a feeling of being deceived, and after a long time of emotion, he still couldn't get around the question he casually said? But how to explain it? In fact, Mo Ying himself didn't know, he casually said, if this can't convince the ghost doctor, what if the old man is angry and really kills himself?

This is called lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot, and Mo Ying hates himself to death at the moment, so you make it up?

Seeing that Mo Ying was silent, the shirt began to worry, this is not another mountain after all, this medicine-free mountain is already weird, and this ghost doctor is also a strange old man, in case of a sudden attack, the fifth brother will be in trouble.

Looking at the worry on his shirt, Mo Ying suddenly had an idea, and began to make up nonsense, Mo Ying said casually: "You are only one person, and we are two people!"

The ghost doctor was not happy when he heard this, and said, "What kind of bullshit logic is this, what's wrong with two people? Two people can be better than the old man?"

"Of course it's not as good as the old-timers, it's just that one plus one in your mind is equal to two, and I'm different!"

As soon as Mo Ying's words came out, Yan Yiyi felt puzzled, isn't one plus one equal to two?

I heard Mo Ying continue: "That's just the mathematical meaning, I once read a book called "Imagination", which said that if I look at it as a knife, I will slash someone, and add a knife, both of which are in the position of knowing the fate, and this person will be killed on the spot. So should I say that there are two knives, or should I say that one person died?"

The ghost doctor thought for a moment and said, "Two slashes to kill a person!"

This time he seemed to have noticed something, and his thinking was extremely clear, anyway, he wouldn't drill into this kid's ecstasy.

Mo Ying smiled, he saw the reaction of the ghost doctor seniors in his eyes, and thought to himself, "Can anyone resist my serious nonsense?"

So he said a little shyly: "Two knives to kill a person, not a bad senior! Then why is a mouth with two teeth under the mountain called a mouthful of teeth? What is the shape of a peanut, a peanut has two kernels, three meters, or even more, why is it called a peanut? ”

When the ghost doctor heard this, his eyes only rolled, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out, especially the problem of peanuts?

He even muttered to himself, "Yes, no, yes, yes, yes?"

Yan Yiyi looked at the ghost doctor, and suddenly felt that this old-timer was a cynical child, and he was like the weird old man before.

She looked at the ink shadow, smiling and not knowing what she wanted to say.

Mo Ying glanced at his shirt, then at the ghost doctor, and continued: "Senior, don't think about it, for this kind of brain-consuming thing, it's better not to think about it, be careful of going crazy!"

It's good that he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, the ghost doctor immediately took over the conversation and said, "Sharp-toothed stinky boy, you have wrapped me in, I just want to know why you and this girl must be ...... older than me combined."

Mo Ying smiled, with a cheap face, and said: "You are one person, I am two people! You have been one person all your life, and I am different, I and the shirt together, can be equal to three, can also be equal to four, or equal to six ......"

As soon as Mo Ying finished speaking, Yan Yiyi seemed to understand something, and a layer of red clouds had climbed on her handsome face, and she only felt that her cheeks were burning, and her heart was pounding. She glared at the ink shadow, but there was obviously some excitement and shyness in her eyes.

Mo Ying suddenly laughed, and gave a tender look at the shirt, and with this one look, the shirt was once again sent into the "Abyss!"

Then he walked up to the ghost doctor, and suddenly knelt down and said, "Please also ask your predecessors to give you the method of cultivation!"

The ghost doctor didn't seem to see or hear, contemplating the nonsense that Mo Ying said seriously, sometimes frowning, and sometimes rolling his eyes.

After half a cup of tea, he suddenly said: "The old man understands, the old man understands!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the ink shadow kneeling on the ground, turned around and ran into the medicine reed.

Leaving the ink shadow still kneeling in the courtyard, and Yan Yiyi also looked suspicious, looking at the back of the ghost doctor, I don't know why?

After a while, there was no movement in the room, and the Ink Shadow glanced at the shirt and motioned for the shirt to go in and take a look.

Shirt nodded, and the lotus step moved lightly, walking towards the medicine reed. Unexpectedly, when he was about to reach the door, the ghost doctor ran out of the house excitedly, holding something that Moying had never seen before.

As soon as he arrived at the ink shadow, he stuffed the things in his hand, and then said, "Look at these!"

Mo Ying looked at these things as black as carbon, and he was also at a loss, and asked, "What is this? I don't understand it? Besides, what does this have to do with the answer you want to know?"

The ghost doctor hurriedly took over and said, "If you say it's okay, it's okay, and if you say it's related, it's okay!"

Seeing that the ink shadow was silent, he stared at these black things, and said: "This is the black mud I dug up in the ghost thorn pool halfway up the mountainside, of course, I don't know if it's black mud, I named it "Black Mud Paste!"

"Originally, the blue girl took me down to the ghost thorn pool, and I saw that this black thing could be pinched and not scattered, and it was pinched and formed at will, so I brought back two small balls! Put them in a dustpan, and I didn't pay attention to them, but when you look at them later, these two black mud actually grow together, and there are so many of them, which is related to the imaginary question you talked about, one plus one, oh! No, is the question between you and this little girl the same thing? Then do you say it has anything to do with it?"

Mo Ying still has him and his shirt in his ears at this time, and one plus one is not equal to one. My mind was full of questions about the day when I fell to the bottom of the pool.

I remember that I was not in a hurry to dodge at the time, Miss Lan Yan's sharp teeth bit off a few bloody tooth marks on the bare part of her feet, and then she also fell into this black mud, and then she didn't feel any pain, and after she went ashore, she forgot about the succession of things.

Thinking of this ink shadow pulling up his trouser leg and looking at it, the original few deep blood marks were already intact, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

He glanced at the ghost doctor very impolitely and said, "That's the reason, then I still won, ghost old man, you lost! Can you tell me what kind of qi has returned to the heavenly sea? Can I still practice?"

The ghost doctor suddenly changed his loneliness, and laughed and said: "Although you have a mouth that talks nonsense, but your ideas and intelligence are really difficult for ordinary people to reach, and there is no conclusion on winning or losing, but the old man likes you a little bit, isn't it impossible to practice?

Don't treat outsiders as outsiders at all, and just give orders.

When Mo Ying heard that he could let himself practice, he suddenly felt how happy he was, and how could happiness be so sudden, so he asked, "What you said is true?"

"Of course, but you have to live here for three or five years, who told you to blow up the gas back to Tianhai!"

After the ghost doctor finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but Mo Ying didn't follow, he suddenly said: "It's unreasonable, you blew up that medicine furnace, how can it be counted on my head?"

The ghost doctor glanced at the ink shadow, and said with a wicked smile on his face: "Who told you to make up those inexplicable questions with Lao Tzu? I am not distracted, will it be like this? If I am not distracted, I will not pay attention to the heat, and if I don't pay attention to the heat, I will blow it up? Besides, what's wrong, after three years and five years, you and that female doll have already cooked rice, and the dolls are in groups, and the two of you add up to one plus one is greater than one, maybe in another ten or eight years, you will really be older than me! And you can practice again, how many are perfect? Count them yourself!"

I read the word "sun", "sun", "day", and Mo Ying has already said this "Floating Imagination" hundreds of times in his heart. If you think about it carefully, I don't blame this old man, it's all his own serious nonsense!

What is this called? Lifting rocks and shooting yourself in the foot without looking at it. Mo Ying wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, the ghost doctor said again: "Young man, the brine is a little tofu, and one thing is one thing!"

After saying that, he went to the house laughing, and then there was a crackling sound of cleaning up......

Mo Ying pondered the ghost doctor's sentence of brine and tofu and tofu, and said viciously: "Maybe who is the brine and who is the tofu? I am the fresh brine, and you are the old tofu!"

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, no one was bickering, and the ink shadow who didn't have to talk nonsense suddenly became bored, and quietly he looked at the black jade, picked up a ball and ran towards the outside of the courtyard.

He needed to prove the secret of the ghostly thorn pool, how could his wound not hurt in an instant, heal in a short time, and leave no scars? If so, then it would be developed.

When the time comes, it will be like Luoyang City selling medicine, specifically to those men or women who need it! More importantly, women, this will solve the problem of disfigurement in the rivers and lakes. Then take the money you earned, invite the best cultivator in the world, and after taking revenge, whoever provokes you will beat him up fiercely!

Ink Shadow ran to Lan Yan's side and shouted, "Miss Blue Smoke, come here!" This guy had obviously been tamed by Mo Shadow, and meekly jumped up from the pool and stopped beside Mo Shadow. Mo Ying looked at the scars on its body and said, "This medicine-free mountain is really a treasure land, I can't imagine that some ordinary herbs can heal so quickly!"

After taking a closer look, although the wound was healed, there were still obvious scars on the scales that Mo Ying poked off with the "Little Dark Knife".

Mo Ying pinched the black jade into a block, pinched off a little, and put it on the blue smoke, only to see Miss Lan Yan's body move, and a cry that Mo Ying couldn't understand came out of her mouth, this cry was not anger, this Mo Ying could tell.

The ink shadow stared at the wound, black like fine sand dripping from an hourglass, slowly sucked away by Miss Lan Yan's body, and it was clearly visible. After an instant, the black color disappeared, and Ink Shadow saw something like fish scales growing, and in the blink of an eye, he could see a clear outline, which was actually the broken scales on Miss Blue Smoke's body.

Mo Ying was overjoyed, it turned out that his guess was correct, this "black mud paste" really had a miraculous effect. He tried to apply some more to Miss Blue Smoke's body, and this time he clearly saw the effect of the medicine to cure the disease, and in the blink of an eye, the scales on its body were intact, and each scale looked colorful and dazzling in the sunlight.

And when Miss Blue Smoke turned her head and looked at her newly grown scales, she was surprisingly shaky, and twisted back and forth a few times to show her gratitude.

Mo Ying saw these in his eyes, and tried to ask, "Miss Lan, Miss Yan, I want to go back to Luoyang City, can you give me a ride?"