I saw that the person who came was barefoot and unclothed, the small short sleeves were torn into strips of cloth, the small ribs were really sad to see, the white hair was originally tied up with chopsticks, but at this time it was maliciously broken in half, half was still inserted in the bun, and the other half drooped with the movements of the comer, constantly shaking and shaking, indescribably funny, a pair of dark circles under the eyes are not big or small just symmetrical, the tip of the nose is still a little bloody, revealing some fierceness

"Dad?" Wu Yun shouted tentatively, "Why did you do this?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. The martial artist waved his hand, trotted all the way to Mo and asked, "Master Mo, stay here, how did you go!"

Mo Wen twitched the corners of his mouth: "What else does Mr. Wu have for advice?"

"What advice do you have," the martial artist didn't care about his fierce appearance, and said, "As a doctor, how can you see a disease without healing, not to mention the daughter of Master Mo's nephew, you see how cute this girl looks, come on, give Shigong a smile, this little girl is really funny!"

Everyone looked at it blankly, Ye Xiaoxing was expressionless, and the martial arts man was talking to himself.

Mo Wen looked surprised, this martial artist's temperament has changed too quickly, don't forget, he was beaten up just now, and he is still bleeding, this old man seems to be unconscious, and he still has a feeling of flattery, Mo Wen was a little messy for a moment.

"Let's go, go to the inner hall, let me give the little girl a good diagnosis, this little girl is not an ordinary disease, the group of quacks outside can't see it, if it is delayed, it will leave a big hidden danger." ”

The martial artist affectionately pulled Mo Wen's sleeve, but he didn't dare to push too hard, and he still had a consultative tone.

"Dad, you're bleeding from your nose!" Wu Yun kindly reminded him.

"Really?" the martial artist stretched out his hand and wiped it, "It's okay, it's okay, it's hot, it's been a hot few days, and it's just time to let the blood go and defeat the fire." ”

Since it comes to this, Mo Wen is naturally not easy to refuse, doctors have blind spots for doctors, and poisoners also have blind spots for poisonous people, although Mo Wen didn't check anything wrong with Ye Xiaoxing before, he really didn't dare to bet.

"That's going to trouble Mr. Wu!" Mo Wen nodded and said.

"It's not troublesome, what kind of trouble is my own family. Yun'er, make a good pot of tea, Master Mo, let's go in now?"

The martial arts man diligently led Mo Wen to the inner hall, passing through the path, and encountered some herb branches and leaves that covered the road, and kindly broke them so as not to rub Mo Wen and the two

Everyone looked at each other blankly, and Wu Yuanpu even handed the little golden turtle to his mouth, and tentatively bit the ghost shell, well, it's not a dream.

"Mom, grandpa seems to have been pumped!" Liu Suifeng's eyes burst into a small flame of excitement.

Wu Yun didn't bother to pay attention to Liu Suifeng's schadenfreude now, but looked at Xiaodao and said to himself: "It shouldn't be!"

"I saw that there were obvious scratches on the arms of the martial seniors, and the eyes were also artificial, so they should have been beaten up!" Zhou Tianling said weakly.

Liu Suifeng nodded violently: "Yes, yes, I also saw it, if you want to say that he can tear his clothes like that, but those two symmetrical panda eyes can't be made by himself, they must have been pumped by someone, haha, I wasn't laughing just now!"

"Who hit that?" Wu Yun came back to her senses in confusion, "It can't be a small question, right?"

"Is there anyone else?" Liu suppressed strongly with the wind, lest he laugh out loud.

"Did you notice just now?" Wu Xu, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly interjected.

"What?" the three asked in unison.

"In the past, grandpa cherished his herbs, usually we can't even touch them, even he himself will carefully cultivate, just now, he pulled out a few He Shou Wu that stood in the way, and threw them aside like garbage, if this was before, he would definitely die of distress!" Wu Xuan said with a reminiscence.

"I also think it's too strange for you to say that," Wu Yun nodded, "Don't say it's your juniors, even we are cautious, I remember that once your father accidentally broke a branch and leaf, and was chased and beaten by your grandfather, and he was tortured for three days before letting him go, ouch, that one suffered!"

The fat on Wu Vain's face twitched for a while, the old man's whole method is really ingenious, beating you is just a little punishment, and forcing the big tonic soup is the real life, the big tonic soup is configured by the old man himself, pure yang things, usually drink a small spoonful, and you can be refreshed for three days, if this is poured down in a jar, it is a trivial matter to bleed a little nosebleed, and if you don't get it, it is blood gushing, and although this medicine is a big tonic, it does not affect XY, so sex can not vent the effect of the drug.

The only solution, that is, keep exercising, frog jumping long distance running to climb the wall, or carrying a pig all over the garden, as long as it is physical work, there is always a suitable one for you, although this medicine is a great supplement, but can not supplement daily nutrition, exercise down, people at least have to lose a circle, but also to endure the swelling pain caused by the tonic, it is simply not a human sin.

Whenever the old man's medicine field arrives at the harvest season, looking at thousands of catties of medicinal herbs, he is often in a bad mood, loves to get angry and loves to pour people a big tonic soup, although the martial arts people have figured out this law, but there will always be someone who hits the knife edge, pours a jar of big tonic soup, and then puts it in the medicine field, saving trouble and worry.

"Why is the old man different today," Wu Yuanpu habitually put the little golden turtle on his head, "Also, what did you hear him ask Mo just now?"

"Master Mo's nephew" Wu Yun was stunned, "Isn't this a bad generation, whether from the Mo family or from Rumeng's side, Xiao Wen should be his grandchildren, how can he call him a nephew?"

"It can't be that he was beaten stupid, right?" Zhou Tianling interjected weakly again.

Everyone nodded in unison, rarely

"Master Mo, sit down, little girl, don't be afraid, Master is a good person, come to give you sweet beans, this is my exclusive secret recipe, children like to eat"

The martial artist led Mo Wen to sit down in the inner hall, and diligently took out his treasured treasure to please Ye Xiaoxing, if people knew that the blood living pill of the Daoist Saint Martial Daoist was used as candy for children, I don't know if Lu Dao would be so jealous that he vomited blood.

Under Mo Wen's encouraging eyes, Ye Xiaoxing reached out and took one, put it in his mouth and didn't start chewing, his eyes lit up, this elixir melted in his mouth, and the taste was still very fresh, Ye Xiaoxing simply took the small jar in the martial artist's hand, held it in his arms and sent it to his mouth one by one.

The martial artist twitched his mouth, why is this girl so real, I just gave you a few, you even lifted my old bottom, I really think I eat sugar!

Although he was distressed, the martial artist still smiled awkwardly, sat down, sighed and asked, "Did your master really pass away?"

Mo asked Mu Ran and nodded: "Yes!"

"Why did you die?" asked the martial artist sideways.

"It's not clear for a while, let's ask Senior Wu to help Xiaoxing take the pulse!" Mo Wen didn't want to stay on this topic anymore.

"Okay," the martial artist nodded, "Actually, I saw this girl's hidden illness at first glance, and I just confirmed it at this time." ”

Mo Wen handed Ye Xiaoxing's hand over: "Is it any different from other children?"

The martial artist searched for a long time before he withdrew his hand and sighed: "It seems that my guess is right!"

Mo Wen frowned, he didn't like this kind of rambling conversation.

The martial artist continued: "She should have suffered a heavy injury when she was in her mother's womb, causing the fetal heart to be unstable and the Dao disc to be messy, and after she was born, she did not have a good solid foundation Peiyuan, coupled with mental frustration, which led to physical underdevelopment, and she usually can't see it, but in the long run, I am afraid that she will not live to be eighteen years old." ”

"What?" Mo asked, his body stiffened, and he couldn't help but stand up, "I can't see what I'm doing?"

"You are a poison sect, all the techniques of poison doctors, but you should not know much about the art of medical Dao Peiyuan, although her meridians are normal on the surface, in fact, the acupuncture points have long been messy, if you look carefully, you must be able to see that each of her acupuncture points is half a point out of place compared to normal people!"

Mo Wen Wen grabbed Ye Xiaoxing's hand, Luck Zhenyuan circulated along her body for a week, and her face couldn't help but change, what the martial artist said was true, Ye Xiaoxing's acupuncture points and meridians seemed to be normal, but if you looked closely, it was half a point worse.

"Is there a cure for that?" asked Mo nervously.

"Of course," the martial artist smiled confidently, but with the half of the chopsticks hanging on his head, it was a bit nondescript, "It's just that it will take a little longer." ”

"How long will it take?"

"It can be as short as three or five years, or as long as decades, this old man can't be sure, but what can be guaranteed is that the old man will be able to cure this disease. The martial artist said with a deep groan.

"After so long, will it be cured, and there will be no legacy?"

The martial artist nodded seriously: "This disease is not a disease, but a defect, a congenital deficiency, and it will be made up for the day after tomorrow, and it can be cured." ”

Mo Wen felt a little happy in his heart, if he left, it would really hurt Xiaoxing, not to mention that he couldn't see this kind of disease, I'm afraid that no one would be able to see it except for the martial arts people, seeing the embarrassed appearance of the martial arts people, Mo Wen felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

"Then it's troublesome for the martial master!" Mo Wen bowed.

The martial artist waved his hand: "Don't thank me, I have conditions!"

Mo Wen stood up straight: "What conditions, as long as Mo Wen can do it, it will definitely be done." ”

"As a descendant of the Poison Sect and a descendant of the Mo family, I don't know what impact this contradictory combination of Lu Dao will have, but I believe in Brother Wei's eyes, since he has taken a fancy to you, then you are not very human, so the old man's condition is that I hope you can be my mantle heir. ”

"This master and nephew are difficult to obey. Mo Wen had a look of difficulty on his face.

"What are you doing?" the martial artist looked anxious and asked, "Don't you look down on the old man's little tricks?"

Mo Wen hurriedly waved his hand: "Uncle Shi misunderstood, the name of the Doctor Saint Martial Daoist is enough to be admired, how dare I underestimate it, I just have entered the poison gate under the Sect, I have been accompanied by poison since I was a child, and I am born with no qualifications for the Doctor Dao, I am afraid that I will live up to the expectations of the uncle." ”

The martial artist smiled, and flipped his palm: "If you add this, I wonder if Master Mo can agree?"