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Liu Jingxuan pondered for a long time and asked, "Then what do you say he is here for?"

Nangong Huangyun said: "He said that he came to see someone, and that should be to see a doctor." Could it be that the owner of Yipin Villa is sick?"

The carriage continued to move slowly forward, and there was silence in the carriage. The three men in the carriage were each thinking about their own thoughts.

The bright moonlight shines on the Chu Mansion outside Yangzhou City, which is particularly quiet and serene. On the third floor of the Optimus Pavilion, there is a candlelight flickering slightly.

An old man in his seventies was reading a book in his room. He had white hair without a single strand of black hair, and his face was full of hills and wrinkles. A pair of deep eyes occasionally reveal a shining brilliance, which makes people respect and live.

At this moment, two people walked in from outside the door.

The old man put down the book in his hand, looked at the two people who came in, and then bowed to one of them, and said, "Hello, Chu Yuanwai." Is there something wrong with coming here at such a late hour?"

Chu Jinglian smiled slightly: "I brought a friend who wants to see you." After saying that, he flashed.

Murong Changqing walked up to the old man and said eagerly, "Your Excellency is the medical immortal Tan Xingji?"

The old man looked Murong Changqing up and down, and said with a smile: "No, it's just the little old man." But medical immortals can't be talked about. ”

Murong Changqing bowed and saluted: "Late Murong Changqing, come here tonight, I hope that Mr. can follow me to Yipin Villa to save someone." ”

When Tan Xingji heard this, he was surprised: "It turned out that the sword demon had arrived, and he was disrespectful." But I don't know who I will save?"

Murong Changqing's face showed sadness, and he said softly: "It's one of my sisters, and I hope that Mr. will save her." ”

Tan Xingji frowned and said, "I don't know what disease she has?"

Murong shook his head affectionately: "She is not sick, she just can't wake up from a deep sleep." But she was still breathing, she had a heartbeat. She's alive. For so many years, I have traveled all over the north and south of the river, and the land of two rivers. I visited famous doctors, but I couldn't find anyone who could heal her. I have heard that you are a profound doctor, and you claim to be a living person. I hope that Mr. will save her. ”

Tan Xingji looked at Chu Jinglian on the side.

Chu Jinglian nodded.

Tan Xingji approached Murong Changqing, and his brows suddenly wrinkled: "Your Excellency's face is pale, and your breath is cold, how about letting the old man take your pulse?"

Murong smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. is really profound. To tell you the truth, I suffered from tuberculosis shortly after I was born. I have also taken medicine for more than 20 years, and I am afraid that this disease is incurable. ”

Tan Xingji shook his head and said, "The disease of tuberculosis is indeed a demon in the disease, but it is not incurable. I'll take your pulse first. ”

Murong Changqing stretched out his left hand.

Tan Xingji stretched out two fingers and put them on Murong Changqing's ruler and closed his eyes.

After a long while, Tan Xingji opened his eyes, withdrew his hand and said, "Childe is indeed suffering from tuberculosis. But Your Excellency is in the prime of life, and his blood is still strong. If you reach the age of no confusion, your qi and blood will definitely suffer a serious loss, and I am afraid that your life will not be long in coming. ”

Murong Changqing couldn't help but be gloomy.

Tan Xingji smiled slightly: "Childe doesn't have to be too sad. I have one side, although I can't talk about the cure of the disease, but there is still a lot of hope for a cure. ”

Murong Changqing's eyes suddenly lit up, his voice trembled slightly, and he said, "What Mr. said is true?"

Tan Xingji's face turned straight and said, "You and I meet for the first time." It's just that no matter how good the medicine is, it can only do auxiliary work. I see that Gongzi's heart is heavy, and this tuberculosis is a very depleting disease, and I am afraid that the effect of the medicine is very weak. ”

Murong asked eagerly, "Then what should I do?" ”

Tan Xingji said: "If you want to cure this disease, you must have three precepts. ”

Murong Changqing frowned slightly and asked, "I don't know which three precepts they are?"

Tan Xingji paused and said, "Quit anger, grief, and foolishness." ”

Murong raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously, "Why do you have these three precepts?"

Tan Xingji smiled faintly: "Your Excellency's title of Sword Demon can be described as well-known in martial arts, but from this well-known name, it can be seen that Your Excellency loves swords and is obsessed with swords. Although practicing swords can strengthen the body, if you fall into the devil, you will inevitably lose your mind, even if the elixir is here, you will not be able to return to the sky. Therefore, it is necessary to quit idiocy. You say that your sister is badly wounded, and if old age cannot heal her, you will be grieved, and you will not be cured of tuberculosis. Therefore, it is necessary to abstain from sorrow. You will inevitably get into arguments with others, or even get involved on the spot. If you meet a master, you will inevitably be angry and rush to the crown, and the sword intent will be vertical and horizontal. Then your illness will still not be cured. So you need to quit hate. ”

Murong smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "What if I can't quit?"

Tan Xingji turned around and walked to the bookshelf, took out a book, patted the dust on it and said, "You copy a copy of this book here, usually take it with you, and read it every day, I believe it will be effective." ”

Tan Xingji handed the book to Murong Changqing.

Murong Changqing took the book with both hands and looked at it, and there were three words written on the cover of the book: "Lotus Sutra".

Tan Xingji took out pen and ink again, quickly prescribed a prescription on a piece of rice paper, handed it to Murong Changqing, and said earnestly: "This is a prescription for treating your tuberculosis, be sure to put it away." I hope you get well soon. ”

Murong Changqing shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I'm not in the mood to copy this Lotus Sutra right now, so Mr. should go with me as soon as possible." If you need it, when you get to Yipin Villa, I'll send someone to buy it. ”

Tan Xingji said with a solemn face: "This Lotus Sutra is only effective when it is copied now. If you get to Yipin Villa, I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Murong Changqing's face showed an anxious look and said, "Mr. Tan, I'm really not in the mood. Please come with me as soon as possible. ”

Tan Xingji helplessly looked at Chu Jinglian on the side again.

At this time, Chu Jinglian stood quietly by the door, without saying a word.

Tan Xingji sighed and said, "Okay, you let me clean up, and we'll leave immediately." He also asked Chu Yuanwai to prepare a carriage. ”

Chu Jinglian nodded and said, "Mr. Tan, just rest assured, I'll arrange it." ”