Murong Fu can be called amazingly talented, not only is he extremely clever in literature and martial arts, but he has read a few medical books, but he has never heard of such a prescription.

Fortunately, Bao Wei has been pulled away by the turmoil now, otherwise he would definitely rush up at this moment and scold Xu Yang for being a bloody dog.

Are you prescribing medicine or pulling fiber?

Can you cure the disease by getting married? Will the doctor sit in the hall or on the stage in the future?

Not far away, Tingting, a woman with a beautiful face, stood under a green pine, and when she heard what Xu Yang said, her face suddenly turned crimson.

"How can this boy speak so directly?" she whispered.

After Xu Yang finished diagnosing his pulse, he saw this beauty from a distance, and his face suddenly showed a hint of amazement.

He has also eaten and seen it, and the appearance of this beauty is not inferior to Kasli and Ren Yingying, the Holy Aunt of the Demon Sect, who returned to Xinjiang back then, and it can be said that she is a peerless color.

If it weren't for that, it wouldn't have amazed him for a while.

However, that's all, this must be the legendary Wang Yuyan, she actually doesn't quite match Xu Yang's values.

As a woman, there is no problem with a heart hanging on her cousin Murong Fu.

The problem is that Murong Fu is actually a ruthless person, and Wang Yuyan knows that his mind is all about recovering the country, and he still hangs on this crooked neck tree, which is a little unwise.

What's more, a woman who has not been out of the cabinet is actually accompanied by a handsome spare tire man Duan Yu, which is ...... Some don't know the general situation.

No wonder Murong Fu abandoned her in the end, she could only retreat to the next best thing and follow Duan Yu.

Therefore, Xu Yang only glanced at Wang Yuyan, then turned his gaze away and refocused on Murong Fu in front of him.

"Doctor You, you...... Are you serious?" Murong Fu still refused to believe that this famous young doctor would prescribe such a ridiculous "prescription".

Xu Yang smiled: "The truth that the lonely yin does not grow long, and the lonely yang does not give birth, Murong Gongzi doesn't need me to teach it, right?"

Nodding silently, regardless of whether Xu Yang's words were correct or not, Murong Fu also wanted to try it.

After all, he had already reached the age when he should marry a wife, if it weren't for his excessive pursuit of perfection in the past, I'm afraid that now the children would be running all over the ground.

If you take this opportunity this time and be able to conclude a good relationship and give birth to an heir, even if you fail to restore the country in the future, it can be regarded as leaving a way back for the Murong family.

While he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden commotion in the direction of Taniguchi, and many servants rushed there, apparently with another guest.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for dozens of people from the rivers and lakes to pour in, tall, short, fat and thin, monks and Confucian customs, all kinds of people.

It was a high monk at the beginning, and Murong Fu hurriedly arched his hand to Xu Yang, and then greeted him.

"Master Xuannan, Gusu Murong Fu is polite!"

Xu Yang looked at it from afar, this famous Shaolin monk was not very tall, with a kind face and a bright gaze.

It can be seen that his internal strength is not bad.

In fact, he can be said to be one of the top three masters in Shaolin today, and he is famous all over the world in one hand.

This time he participated in the appointment of the Zhenlong chess game of Drum Mountain, completely to find out the cause of the death of his senior brother Master Xuanbei.

Because the biggest suspect, Murong Fu, was standing in front of him at this time.

Master Xuan Jian clasped his hands together, saluted Murong Fu, and said indifferently: "Murong Shi, don't come to harm's way?"

He had a relationship with Murong Fu, so he specially asked for an order to come, and when he saw the main lord at this moment, Xuan Nan's face was calm, and he couldn't see any joy or sorrow.

Xu Yang naturally knew his origin, but seeing that he was so calm, he couldn't help but secretly praise it in his heart.

If he is replaced, if his close friend is killed, in the face of the murder suspect, no matter how calm he is, he may not be able to do it without any difference in his demeanor.

Murong Fu didn't know anything about this, although there were also several headless public cases related to him in the rivers and lakes, but he believed that the Qing people were self-purifying, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

What's more, since Murong Longcheng founded the kung fu of "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift", is there still less similar framing?

The only difference is that among the deceased, there are Shaolin monks and deputy gang leaders of the beggar gang.

When he saw Qiao Feng before, he saw that the other party did not have the idea of taking the opportunity, so he thought that the Shaolin monk should be more perceptive than Qiao Feng.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng found the real murderer, and Shaolin Temple regarded Murong Fu as the biggest suspect.

The reason is very simple, what Master Xuanbei is best at is the "Great Wei Tuo Pestle" in the Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts, and he died under the "Great Wei Tuo Pestle".

In fact, this is really not wronged, only Xu Yang knows that Master Xuanbei died precisely at the hands of Murong Fu's fake death father, that is, Murong Bo, the head of the previous generation of the Murong family.

Originally, Murong Bo wanted to blame the Duan family in Dali and assassinate Master Xuanbei with "One Yang Finger".

It's just that Master Xuanbei's martial arts are too amazing, even if Murong Bo is amazingly talented, he was finally forced to come up with the best "Dou Zhuan Xingxing" magic skill, and he returned the favor with his own way, so he succeeded by luck.

However, after all, he failed to complete the plan he had made earlier, and failed to provoke the contradiction between the Shaolin Temple and the Duan family in Dali.

On the contrary, it also involved Murong Fu, who was unaware, and it could be regarded as having his own providence in the dark.

However, Xu Yang, who did not have any evidence in hand at this time, was not obliged to prove anything for Murong Fu.

On the contrary, he was very happy and wanted to see Murong Fu's embarrassment.

The previous performance of Murong Fu and the four generals was not too respectful of him.

Again, Xu Yang is not the kind of person who is stingy.

He's the kind of guy who is very stingy.

Murong Fu saw that Master Xuan's demeanor was calm in the Q&A, and he was not treated differently because of his noble status, and he was also admired.

Others don't know the origin of the Gusu Murong family, how can the Shaolin faction, which has always been a martial arts master in the Central Plains, not know.

It shows that Master Xuan Nan is a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, which is really admirable.

"I have to meet the Shaolin monk today, Murong Fu is really lucky today, and I have to ask Master Xuan Nan for more advice later!" Murong Fu said with a smile on his face.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

This is for advice, there are two situations in the rivers and lakes.

One is naturally a self-humble statement, indicating that the other party is highly respected and has profound martial arts, and it is generally the younger generations who ask their predecessors to teach martial arts.

There is also a hostile statement, which is naturally hostile, and wants to fight with the other party, and asks someone to advise you in your name.

What Murong Fu said, is it the first meaning or the second meaning?

Master Xuan Xuan didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

No matter what, he wanted to learn the Gusu Murong family's "Dou Zhuan Xing Shift" magic skill, and see if it was Murong Fu who killed his senior brother Master Xuanbei.

Any words are false, only when life and death are born, a person's martial arts cannot be faked.

The previous head of the Murong family died early, and now in the entire Gusu Murong, the highest martial arts is Murong Fu.

If Gusu Murong is suspicious, the only person who may harm Senior Brother Xuanbei is Murong Fu.

Xuan Nan's martial arts are between Master Xuan Bei, if Murong Fu does not use real kung fu in order to avoid suspicion, he can naturally see it, but as long as Murong Fu proves that he has the martial arts to kill Master Xuan Bei, then Xuan Jian is naturally not an opponent.

Even if he was defeated and died in Drum Mountain, Xuan Nan also thought that it didn't matter.

Murong Fu is only one person, and the Shaolin faction, there are no less than ten martial arts brothers like himself.

The Shaolin faction is not to be humiliated!

The two masters competed with each other, if Murong Fu was willing to retain his strength, then don't blame himself for being ruthless.

There was still no trace on his face, and Xuan Nan smiled faintly and said: "I have admired Gu Su Murong's divine skills for a long time, and the poor monk really wants to understand it." ”

Murong Fu only treated him politely, laughing and agreeing.

The two of them talked about chickens and ducks, and they misunderstood each other's meanings, Xu Yang could see clearly from a distance, and his stomach was about to hurt with laughter.

It seems that later, there will be a lot of excitement to see.

Followed by Master Xuan Yan came in with eight middle-aged people of different shapes, among whom was Xue Muhua, the "enemy of Hades".

The other seven people, some of whom painted while walking, some sang with their mouths closed and their mouths closed, and some carried the yaoqin, all in different forms, the only difference was that these people were all dressed in white.

Are they here to die?

Isn't this "Hachitomo Hanya"?

Thinking about it, they were originally the disciples of Mr. Su Xinghe, who was forced by his junior brother Ding Chunqiu in his early years, and made an oath never to say a word again, endured humiliation and pretended to be deaf and dumb, and expelled the original disciples, so these eight apprentices were expelled from the school.

However, this Zhenlong chess game made it clear that Su Xinghe was no longer forbearing, and wanted to inherit the unification of the Xiaoyao faction by recruiting a young hero.

Hangu Bayou naturally came together, wanting to support the master, even if he lost to Ding Chunqiu in the end, it was better for the master and apprentice to die together than to live in the world.

Xu Yang admires this kind of righteous approach.

But there is good news that they may not know yet, Ding Chunqiu has been dead for several days.

More than a month has passed, and it is estimated that even the corpse capital is rotten, right?

However, since not many people know about this matter, Xu Yang does not want to mention it for the time being.

Since people are kind and filial, let them be in a mood for a while.

Behind Hangu Bayou, a group of masters followed, but unfortunately Xu Yang didn't recognize any of them.

It wasn't until the end of the crowd that a master with a stiff face and a steel hand appeared that a smile appeared on the corner of Xu Yang's mouth.

Duan Yanqing is back.

Sure enough, Duan Yanqing's eyes were like lightning, and he swept around the faces of everyone in the valley and saw Xu Yang.

Nodding slightly at Xu Yang, Duan Yanqing disappeared behind everyone and slowly walked in the direction of Su Xinghe, not wanting to attract any more attention.

Xu Yang understood that this was Duan Yanqing who had verified Duan Yu's life experience, and in addition to thanking himself, he came to see Duan Yu this time.

Duan Yanqing is a person who understands, and he knows that it is impossible to recognize Duan Yu at this time, and on the contrary, it will affect Duan Yu's future.

He's not going to mess around.

As soon as this group of people came, the valley began to be lively, and many people who knew and didn't know each other greeted each other, and there was a constant uproar for a while.