Chapter 3: Master Jia Haihan

Seeing the doctor's embarrassed expression, Yao Daxing hurriedly said, "Let's go to her house first." ”

At the same time, Fang Chunlan also hurriedly said: "Let's go to the old man's house first." ”

Although the people here are all cultivators, it seems that the overall quality of these people is quite high, and people know how to be humble. The level of civilization in this town seems to be quite high, which makes Tongling Baoyu secretly admire, and he looks up to these people invisibly.

"Then go to the old man's house first. ”

Tongling Baoyu said, carrying the medicine box on his back, and went out of the door.

"Girl, if you are in a hurry to go to your house first, it is the same, otherwise it is okay to send your father to my house, my place is spacious and can accommodate dozens of people. ”

Yao Daxing said to Fang Chunlan, his words reminded Tongling Baoyu that if the patients were gathered, it would be much more convenient. At least it won't be like now, running from house to house.

"That's fine, I'll tell the rest of the people to go to you, and save the doctor the need to travel back and forth. ”

Fang Chunlan hurriedly said, her face flushed for no reason as she spoke.

Tongling Baoyu looked at the big girl, not knowing why she was blushing.

The eldest girl noticed that the young doctor's eyes, which had been slightly redder, were even redder.

"That's a good idea, girl, you're not only pretty, but you're also understanding. ”

Tongling Baoyu hurriedly complimented, this compliment made Fang Chunlan feel very pleased, and at the same time a little shy, the degree of blush rose sharply, reaching 100% redness.

Fang Chunlan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in her heart, feeling that this young doctor seemed to have seen somewhere, and she was sure that she had never seen it before, thinking about it, but she didn't know where this familiarity came from.

"Doctor, you're laughing. ”

Fang Chunlan's face turned crimson, smiled shyly at Tongling Baoyu, and turned to leave after speaking. On the way home, I was still thinking about the familiarity for no reason.

Tongling Baoyu looked at Fang Chunlan's departing back in a daze, and also had a sense of déjà vu for this woman. Who is she? Who am I? Not someone I've met before, how could we be so familiar. Could it be that she is the sister Lin who fell from the sky? Impossible, Sister Lin is a person from another time and space, a person from that time and space that I can't go back to, and she has already returned to the west.

Tongling Baoyu seemed to remember some forgotten things, was that Sister Lin who fell from the sky really fell to her death? These are really very vague, and there is still a faint headache.

He shook his head, wanting to throw away the things that he couldn't remember, and those things that he didn't have, and followed the old man to Chen Daxing's house.

He looked at this independent courtyard that occupied a large area, and it was about to catch up with the scale of the Red Mansion Villa, and in the middle of the courtyard was a three-story building. I feel that Yuwen CD they may be the main building of the Red Mansion Villa built according to this drawing, damn it, why did they always think about their villa just after leaving.

At this time, Tongling Baoyu understood that he was not actually thinking about the Red Mansion Villa, but thinking about the beauties in the Red Mansion Villa, thinking that it would be best to bring them all with him next time he came out.

I saw a building with no less than thirty rooms on each floor of the courtyard, and if it were set up, it could be used as a small hospital.

Tongling Baoyu shook his head again, wanting to wave away the shadow of the Red Mansion Villa. Follow Yao Daxing to his youngest son's room, which was spacious, bright and spotless.

Compared with the set of Tongling Baoyu, the modern furniture here is not much worse. Just a living dead lying on the big bed casts a gray shadow over everything in this room.

Tongling Baoyu felt Yao Daxing's youngest son, the patient who was lying motionless and even breathing weakly, the patient's strength level should be a sixth-level foundation building period. If the patient's mental energy is almost exhausted, if there is no timely treatment, the patient may not be able to sustain it for a week on his own.

Listening to Yao Daxing's story, his youngest son's name is Yao Yongsheng, who is twenty-one years old this year and is an alchemist. Three days ago, when I was collecting medicine in the Spiral Mountain, north of the Spiral Mountain Beehive Town in Shennongjia, Dahu Prefecture, I don't know how it became like this. Now lying on his bed, like a living dead, his consciousness fluctuates extremely weakly.

It turned out that three days ago, Yao Yongsheng came to Spiral Mountain to collect medicine before dawn. As soon as the sun rises, it is already in the mountains, and the rainforest wafts a thick fog and fills the smell of rotting leaves. The fog sticks out its ghost tongue between the trunk and the branches, licking lazily. It looked so much like a ghost's ghost, cloaked and lifelike.

Often collecting medicine in the mountains, Yao Yongsheng knew that this was not fog, but miasma. Bypassing this ghostly fog is his destination. But he never imagined that the real ghost was waiting for him at his destination.

Yao Yongsheng didn't care about these miasma, and continued to move forward, walking in the gloomy and damp forest. The sunlight and miasma in mid-air stir each other, changing forms and colors, like the hallucinatory underworld, and the bizarre and hideous beauty show the call of death.

The terror in his heart rose for no reason, and he felt that this place seemed unusual, and even his scalp was a little numb. I had never encountered such a situation before, and I hesitated for a moment, and I fixed my mind, thinking that it was an illusion.

Zhen Baohuan, the illusion messenger of the envoy group, saw that the person who came seemed to be aware of his arrangement, and there was a momentary pause when walking. Thought:

"Pretty alert. ”

Yao Yongsheng was already close to Zhen Baoxuan's attack range, and he was still ten steps away.

Zhen Baohuan stared nervously at his prey, nine steps, eight steps, seven steps...... "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" his heart was pounding, for fear that his prey would stop, or turn and run away, in which case he would fall short.

Zhen Baohuan spent two hours ambushing here, and his body was covered with branches and vines that he was entwining, tying himself like a big zongzi. He couldn't move now, and if someone noticed the danger, he just turned around and fled, and his plan would be in vain.

Although Yao Yongsheng had doubts in his heart, he did not stop and continued to move forward. Five-step, four-step, three-step......

"Obediently!Three, two, one, certain!" Zhen Bao succeeded.

Yao Yongsheng felt that he had suddenly lost his mobility, followed by a headache that pierced his heart. He wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move at all. Most of his divine consciousness energy was absorbed by Zhen Baoxuan, and the effect of the immobilization was lost, and he was paralyzed to the ground.

Zhen Baohuan fumbled for a few minutes before he emerged from the big zongzi and stuffed a copy of the map into the unconscious Yao Yongsheng's hand. Escaped.