In front of an inn in Steel City, a son ushered in a son, who was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in a brocade robe, and his instrument was magnificent, which was really extraordinary. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A Xiao Si was already waiting at the door, and when he saw the brocade-robed boy, he immediately won.

"Childe!"

"Is the news accurate?" the brocade-robed boy glanced at Xiao Si and asked thoughtlessly.

"It has been confirmed that the news is true, please have dinner first. Xiao Si lowered his head and invited Childe into the inn.

The two entered a side room, and there was already a team of strong people standing in the side room, and when they saw the brocade robe boys saluting one after another, they immediately had expressionless faces, straight backs and chests, as if they were well-trained.

A table of delicacies had been prepared in the room, and the brocade-robed boy sat down as if no one was around, picked up the wine jug and poured a glass for himself, and Xiao Si on the side stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want, don't babble!" said the brocade-robed boy coldly.

"Childe, the little one doesn't understand, the little one wants to let the little one pick up and deliver it to the childe, why bother to come in person. ”

The brocade-robed boy looked at Xiao Si suddenly, Xiao Si's face changed greatly, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" A scolding, the expression of the brocade robe boy gradually relaxed: "I got the exact news, this treasure is not only known to me, but also some disciples of other sects have also learned about it, although compared to other sects, we are the closest to here, but don't forget that this is the territory of the Xuanwu Sect, and they may not have no news, if you come to rob it, you can't deal with it." ”

Xiao Si's face changed again: "What Childe said is very true, then we ......"

"It's not appropriate for me to come forward now, you go and arrest that person back, remember, you must not leak the news!" the brocade-robed boy interrupted Xiao Si's words, looked at the team in front of him and said.

"Yes!" the voice was neat, and the team of sturdy voices answered and left the chamber.

At the same time, Xia Fan saw the illness of Blacksmith Li, which was related to his profession.

Imagine, a blacksmith every day in addition to facing the burning stove is to knock and beat, a careless, smoke, iron powder will be less inhaled into the abdomen, so more and more over time, when young because of the strong body may not be aware of the physical discomfort, but once the age of the body is weak, its impact on the body will be obvious, and Li blacksmith's illness is from this.

From a medical point of view, long-term inhalation of dust that the body cannot absorb and eliminate will lead to pneumoconiosis, which is likely to turn into tuberculosis and even lung cancer.

Blacksmith Li had become tuberculosis at this time, and the situation was already very serious, Xia Fan could assert that if he could not get effective treatment, the old man could suffocate at any time due to breathing difficulties.

Tuberculosis is not easy to treat in reality, and most ordinary medical skills in this world are powerless, but this is not a big problem for Xia Fan.

Then Xia Fan asked Blacksmith Li a few more questions, and he was even more sure that there was no doubt about tuberculosis.

"What disease do I have? Am I dying?"

Blacksmith Li's face was full of decline, obviously he had some points in his heart about how his body was.

"Well, the problem is quite serious!" Xia Fan shook his head as he spoke.

"Really?!" The old man's face changed, he was silent for a moment, and then he was relieved: "I already knew that I was dying, and I was straight after living for such a long time, but it's a pity that ......"

In the end, the old man seemed to have some regrets, but before he could elaborate, he was interrupted by Xia Fan.

"Old man, you listen to me first," I saw Xia Fan say with a smile: "You are a long-term accumulated illness, and the disease starts in the chest, although the problem is not light, but it is nothing to me, let me help you massage, take some medicine, and it will be fine!"

In order not to let the old man despise the condition and not let him worry too much, Xia Fan casually talked nonsense, as for the massage, it was just a cover for Xia Fan as a means of display.

Hearing Xia Fan say this, Blacksmith Li was a lot relieved, but his brows just stretched, and he tightened again: "That ......"

Blacksmith Li was hesitant for a while, his face was embarrassed, needless to say, Xia Fan also understood what he was thinking, and stood up while smiling slightly.

"Let's go to your house first!"

Xia Fan seemed to have arrived at his own home, and took the lead in walking towards the grass hut, and Blacksmith Li followed behind anxiously.

After entering the house, Xia Fan pointed to a bed in the house and asked Blacksmith Li to lie down, Blacksmith Li showed a difference on his face for a while, but after all, he didn't say anything, and lay on the bed with Xia Fan's support.

"Close your eyes!"

After explaining, seeing that Blacksmith Li closed his eyes cooperatively, Xia Fan put his hands on his back and began to massage.

Why let him lie on his stomach instead of lying down? Xia Fan's reason for doing so will soon be revealed.

Seeing Xia Fan's fingers lightly forced, Blacksmith Li couldn't help but moan, and then made different sounds in pain or comfort for a while, and soon after that, no sound came out of his mouth, and he had already fallen asleep.

Seeing this, Xia Fan smiled indifferently, and the hand that was still stopping on the old man's back actually had a bright light appearing, this cluster of bright light was green, and once it appeared, it followed Xia Fan's hand on the old man's body and gently swam around, gradually swimming his entire back, and finally suddenly slapped his back, straight up along the spine to the back of the neck, and then patted his back, Blacksmith Li "coughed" With a sound, Xia Fan's hand beckoned quickly, and the spiritual power in his hand was wrapped in a cloud of blood as black as ink, Xia Fan didn't look at it, and a cluster of flames suddenly appeared in his hand, instantly incinerating it into nothingness.

Wiping the blood from the corner of Blacksmith Li's mouth, seeing that he was still asleep, Xia Fan couldn't help but smile on his face, turned around and walked out of the grass house.

Not long after he sat down, Yun Shu walked out of the pot house with a plate of farm dishes, followed by Tan Lengyu, but the black ash and bitter expression on his face had already explained the hardships in the process of helping.

Mrs. Li walked out with the dishes and chopsticks at the end, and when she greeted everyone to eat, she found that there was no blacksmith Li, and when she asked, she saw Xia Fan pointing into the house and walking in with a chatter.

"It's time to eat, old man, and the guests are waiting...... Oops, old man, there are still guests at home, how can you fall asleep......"

The voice came from the house, Xia Fan's face was smiling, and the second daughter looked at him curiously.

Finally, in the dispute with Mrs. Li, Blacksmith Li walked out of the door with a guilty face, and apologized to Xia Fan and the others, obviously thinking that he was too old and fell asleep because he was too tired for a while, so Xia Fan naturally didn't care about it.

Although the two old men quarreled, they quarreled as fast as they could, and with the existence of Xia Fan and the three of them, it was soon as if they had never quarreled.