"Third master, aren't you authentic......" Lin Quan looked at the satisfied old prince who left and slapped his butt on the chair angrily, and the rattan chair made a "creaking" sound, looking overwhelmed. He stretched out his thumbs and forefingers in a circle. "Such a boss's ginseng, you just gave it to others?"

Lai San ignored him, picked up the human skin mask that was placed aside, and carefully smoothed the edges and corners of a basin of clear water. From the reflection of the water, you can vaguely see a tough and handsome face, which is very attractive, but unfortunately it disappears quickly. In its place was Lai San's old face paved with wrinkles and ravines.

"I'm not sick or sick, it's useless to keep it" Lai Santou didn't rush back, Lin Quan returned, his hand still kept scraping and pinching his face to check if it fit accurately.

"Then you leave it to me, you just give it to someone I don't know, and I still call you the third master behind your ass every day" Lin Quan pouted and frowned, that was an unconvinced person!" "Although, I'm not trying to get you anything good." Lin Quan opened his mouth and added.

Lai San turned his back to Lin Quan, and smiled inadvertently at the face of the basin. Touching his old fake face, his mind and body couldn't help but be in a trance, remembering the scene that had just happened.

......

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"I'm fine, I'm sick" Lai San was helped to the chair by Lin Quan, and pulled out his arm to explain to Lin Quan. Then he looked at the old prince, hugged his fist and asked softly, "I don't know what this person is called?"

"Contemptible Nancang!" When the old man said his name, although he used the humble title of 'contemptible person', he saw that he was holding his beard with both hands, his face was slightly upturned, and his self-satisfied appearance was overflowing.

"Oh?" Lai San turned his head to look at Lin Quan.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either, is Nancang famous?" Lin Quan shrugged.

Lai San looked at the old prince with a smile, "The famous gun prince of the Ming Dynasty, the king of Jing who has made awe-inspiring achievements in his life, if the little old man doesn't know, wouldn't he be slapped in the face." ”

Speaking of this, the old prince's slightly embarrassed face regained a few smiles, "Praise falsely, I have been running around all my life, how can I have the pleasure and enmity of your knights." ”

Lai San looked at the old prince playfully, that is, Nan Cang, and didn't answer.

Lin Quan was happy to see that Lai San was happy without squeaking, and he put his legs on the armrest of the rattan chair and shook it gently.

"Forgive the old man for talking too much, I don't know if the master knows where this person is on the portrait, it's really a hundred thousand urgent things to ask for" Nan Cang looked at Lai San sincerely. From Lai San's many inquiries about the origin of the portrait just now, it can be seen that he has a great connection with the person or the owner of the portrait.

"First of all, you can tell me what is urgent. Lai San pursed his lips noncommittally, as if he didn't see the eagerness on Nancang's face. "To tell you the truth, you're anxious and I'm anxious, and I don't have much to spare. ”

"The master laughed, and the old man Rong said slowly," Nancang Wang Ye pondered for a while, and slowly told the two in front of him the reason for the search.

Nan Cang originally had a son named Nan Zhan, but unfortunately he was ambushed by the enemy army inexplicably in a war. It stands to reason that the tiger father has no dog son, and the southern war will not make such a low-level mistake in any case, and the pursuit of the enemy soldiers actually entered a long canyon, and finally was wiped out by the enemy army in ambush, and none of the more than 4,000 soldiers survived.

When the bad news came from the battlefield to the house, Nan Canghu was tearful, although he was extremely sad, he could be regarded as holding on and not falling, and immediately ordered to block the news, and never let the news to his daughter-in-law.

Not for anything else, because the daughter-in-law is already more than eight days pregnant at the moment, and she still has a big belly. The old prince of Rong Ma's life is still faltered by this news, if a pregnant woman learns the bad news, how can it be done!

But there is no impermeable wall in the world.

One day, the little princess got the news out of nowhere, crying and finding Nancang, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness......

For the daughter-in-law, the death of Ai Yin, and the fact that the body of the face has not even been found, is tantamount to the fall of the sky. In those days, he cried and fainted several times.

Who knew that only half a moon had passed, and the little princess was in labor!

The bad news of the death of the little prince in the south finally caused changes behind him. The little princess, who was supposed to give birth to the baby, had a difficult birth!

There is no doubt that Nancang chose to keep the small and abandon the big.

Production is in accordance with the laws of heaven and yang, and premature birth is equivalent to destroying the normal operation, so the little county lord seems to be a little thinner than the red face in the book after giving birth.

Nancang searched all over the world's famous doctors, and they all asserted that this poor girl who was still in infancy would not live to be twenty years old.

Since the famous doctor can't solve the problem, then find strange people.

The Taoist priest who was called the old gentleman on the mountain said that only Taoism is the most nourishing in the world, and Taoism all comes from Longhu Mountain.

But who knew that not long after Nancang went out with his little granddaughter in his arms, on the way to Longhu Mountain, he rescued a Taoist priest.

"Could it be that God has arranged it, I have a request for the Daomen here, and here I will meet a dying Taoist priest first?" Nan Cang, who had not believed in ghosts and gods for most of his life, waved his hand and asked his entourage to carry the bloodstained Taoist priest into the car and return to the palace first.

The Taoist priest was indeed dying, because the external injuries on his body were extremely serious, and he almost bleeds out, and there were countless heavenly and earthly treasures in the palace to replenish blood.

After he woke up, Nancang no longer had to mention the matter of Longhu Mountain. Hehe, this person is actually the most outstanding one among the generations of people who descend the mountain in Longhu Mountain.

"That's right, the internal strength of my door is to manage the pulse, Xiao Dao just took the pulse for the county lord, and her pathology is damaged in the innate essence. Manager Shu's connections are just an expedient measure, at most to make her healthier for the past twenty years, but when the time comes, ...... "This Taoist priest cleaned up the bloodstains, but he is a talent, neither humble nor arrogant."

"How is that good?" Nan Cang seemed to be a few years older for a while, and he was already in the prime of life, but now he was already a little gray and began to spread from his sideburns.

"I often teach, 'the number of Dayan is fifty, its use is nine, the Tao is born and the person escapes one', it has not yet reached the point of helplessness, the prince must not be discouraged" The little Taoist priest said this, and his face couldn't help but smile, as if he was comforting Nancang, "I have more than a dozen knives in my body, and I have never hoped to survive, but at this moment, I am not standing here with full of anger." ”

I don't know if it was because of the words of the little Taoist priest that Nancang resonated or gave him a head start, and hope ignited in his eyes, who was originally a little depressed. "That's right!" Nan Cang's calloused hands pinched the armrests of the sandalwood chair fiercely, "Didn't I also escape death several times? God wants my granddaughter to leave early, I want to fight for that glimmer of life!"

After speaking, Nancang let go of the chair, stroked his hands lightly on his knees, and said with a wry smile, "Zhan'er, you took my place, but I didn't expect to take away my pride." ”

The Taoist priest looked at the poor old man, his eyes were inexplicable, and he sighed and left the inner room.

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"Do you remember that Taoist number?" Lai San squinted and interrupted the old prince's words, his fingers lightly tapping his thigh.

"Ling Xuzi" The old prince thought for a while, "I remember he said it, but I can't remember how many generations of descendants it is on Dragon and Tiger Mountain, but that kung fu was very good twenty years ago."

"What happened later, did the little Taoist priest leave?" Lai San seemed to suddenly become interested in the Taoist priest, and kept asking.

"Later, he settled in the palace"

"Settle down, hehe, I'm afraid it's house arrest, right?" Lai San changed his posture and cocked his left leg, "The whole world knows that the internal strength of Longhu Mountain is extremely powerful, but do you know why this Longhu Mountain is still declining?"

Without waiting for Nancang to answer, Lai San continued his words and said: "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. The way of man, otherwise, the loss is not enough to give more than enough. Who can have more than enough to serve the world?

Lai San smiled, "Look at it, what a magnificent Taoism, the Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain are already cultivating a few bodies to make up for their shortcomings, and in the end, they have to use their own cultivation to help others heal." There is no win-win thing in the world, it is just to change the injury from one place to another"

Lai San smashed his mouth, "But even if Longhu Mountain declines again, no one dares to touch the tiger whiskers of the people in the rivers and lakes, isn't their decline caused by dedication to everyone? Who doesn't owe some kindness on Longhu Lake" Lai San looked at Nan Cang, "Do you know how to sacrifice yourself for others? That is to say, they." ”