Huangfu suddenly vomited blood and fainted, startling Liuli.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"

Liuli helped him shake a few times, and when he saw that he had no tendency to wake up, he put his hand on the pulse of Huangfu Yan's right hand and began to check it.

"It seems that he has suffered internal injuries and his breath is disordered!" She has followed her grandfather since she was a child, and she has a lot of attainments in medical skills, and she immediately saw the symptoms of Huangfu's death. It's just that I don't know the culprit who caused all this.

Saving people is important, and the glass quickly moves the boat to the shore.

Huangfu was only twelve years old, his body had not yet grown up, he was shorter than Liuli, and his body was even thinner.

"Hey, these two swords look good!" After placing the emperor's death, Liuli found that there were two swords in the place where the emperor's death was sitting just now, one green and one silver, both of which were swords.

Liuli secretly wondered in her heart, and couldn't help but glance at the emperor who was lying on the boat, and saw that he had a sword scabbard stuck in his back. As for this silver-white sword, there was a blood stain on the blade, which somewhat matched a sword wound on Huangfu Yan's chest.

She secretly guessed the origin of the emperor's death and the story of the two swords, and was even more curious about him, a pair of big eyes flickering, the oars in her hands rowed, and in a short time she passed through a bush and reached the edge of the mountain wall.

The boat continued to move forward, turning its head, but saw a dark cave in the right side of the mountain wall, just enough for the boat to pass through.

Liuli was familiar with the road, rocked the oars, and quickly got in.

The boat traveled a few feet, and suddenly saw the light in front of him, and the glass face showed joy and accelerated forward.

Suddenly, the sun was dazzling, and when I opened my eyes again, I had come to a green valley full of flowers, red flowers and green trees, which were intertwined, and it was really a blessed place.

The lake had turned into a small river, and Liuli had rowed for more than half a mile until he came to a village, and then stopped.

Looking around, I saw that the green valley was surrounded by high mountains, and it seemed that no one had ever visited it since ancient times. The clouds and peaks on all sides are in the sky, steep and steep, and it is impossible to climb in and out.

There are few people in the village, men ploughing and women weaving, looking like a paradise. When the villagers saw Liuli coming in with a strange man on their backs, they were all curious, and after saying hello, they inevitably talked behind their backs for a long time, which made Liuli's face red.

Fortunately, he soon arrived at his own residence, Liuli's heart was relieved, and he shouted outside the house, "Grandpa, I'm back!"

Liulijia is the only hospital in the village, and this side house is specially used as a consultation room and ward for the villagers. In addition to a few wooden beds, there is a row of bookshelves. The above are some medical scriptures, "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", "Shennong's Materia Medica", "Yin and Yang Meridians" and so on.

Huangfu Yan was shocked by Liuli when he was meditating before, he was confused, he went crazy, Xuanwu Zhenqi was unrestrained, and he ran around in his body, and his body, which was already injured, suffered a catastrophe. Now the meridians are damaged, the internal organs are injured, and the true qi is even more ineffective.

When he woke up, he was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyelids and make a sound.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and two voices came. One of them is the girl who affected herself, and the death of the emperor is really unforgettable.

"Grandpa, this is the man, when I found him before, he was like a dead man!"

Huangfu Yan listened to the black lines on his face, and slandered in his heart, how could there be such a burying of people.

"Come, let me see!" It seemed to be an old man, and the emperor speculated in his heart.

Grandpa Liuli's medical skills are passed down from his ancestors, and his surname is Zhang, which is said to be the descendant of Zhang Zhongjing in the Han Dynasty.

The old man took the pulse of the emperor's death, stroked his beard for a moment, glared at Liuli, and said, "This person has gone mad, and the internal injuries are not light!"

Huang Fu Yan nodded secretly when he heard this, knowing that this person's medical skills were extraordinary, and he seemed to see hope for recovery.

"Yes, grandpa, I found out ...... before" Ruri began to tell the story of what had happened earlier.

Huang Fu Yan wanted to cry without tears when she heard this, and it seemed that the aunt in front of her didn't know that she was the culprit in all this.

"I tell you to read more books on weekdays, but you girl just don't listen, you don't know, this little brother has internal injuries, most of which are from your hands!" the old man said angrily.

Huangfu nodded secretly, as if he had met a bosom friend, and admired this old man even more.

"No!" Ruri stuck out her tongue, knowing that her grandfather wouldn't lie, and said with some embarrassment.

Glaring at Liuli again, the old man smiled bitterly, grabbed Huangfu's wrist, and began to examine it carefully. I felt that the pulse of the person in front of me was beating very strangely, and I couldn't help but be surprised, and then I concentrated on the pulse, and my heart was even tighter, and I muttered: "The true qi in this doll's body is very strange, and it can actually pull the pulse! Hey, this true qi is actually the innate true qi, this, this ......."

It was obvious that the innate true qi in Huangfu's body shocked him a lot.

According to common sense, only by completely opening up the meridians around the body can you become an innate master and have innate true qi. The person in front of him, who is only a teenager, is no matter how talented he is, if he starts to cultivate in his mother's womb, he will not achieve innateness. What's more, it is really unbelievable that this true qi actually has the ability to implicate the creation of vitality.

Liuli's eyes were colored, and she was even more curious about the origin of this strange man.

Huangfu Yan also has a tribulation to say, Xuanwu Zhending Gong is seeking the way of immortality, refining and refining qi, and true qi is born to cultivate life, improve physical fitness, and repair injuries The effect is amazing. But Cheng Ye Xiao He defeated Xiao He, and now he has gone mad, and the true qi of this double cultivation of life has rebelled, affecting this body. Now the demonic qi has dispersed into the internal organs, and the glue is entangled and consolidated, unless it is an immortal who can save him.

Although the old man has excellent medical skills, he will not be able to find the right medicine for a while.

Shaking his head, the old man took Ruri to the inner room and began to discuss some countermeasures that could be tried.

Huangfu was too seriously injured, sobered up for a while, and fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up again, he saw Liuli sitting in the chair opposite, looking at the fire in the medicine furnace, contemplating.

Seeing her haggard, the depression in Huangfu's heart eased slightly.

Liuli learned from her grandfather that this person's injury had a lot to do with her, and she didn't care at first, but she thought that her grandfather was in the world, and she would be able to save this person soon, and then apologize to him.

It's just that the two of them consulted the notes and codex for a long time, and they couldn't find a feasible countermeasure, Liuli blamed herself in her heart, so she boiled a pot of recuperating medicine, wanting to alleviate the dark illness on the emperor's body.

At this time, the old man was lying in the grass path outside the door, meditating on the moon alone.

The three of them thought their own thoughts, and none of them spoke.

The old man has devoted his life to medical skills, and any incurable and terminal disease is to be eliminated by hand, although he is at the bottom of the valley and is not heard of in the world, but he thinks that he has studied the medical Tao of his ancestors thoroughly. Zhang Zhongjing has the name of a medical saint, which shows the wisdom of his family medical skills.

But the demonic poison emitted by the "Xuanwu True Qi" has never been encountered in his life, and the strange innate true qi is entangled in the internal organs, which is even more incredible.

This incident was caused by his granddaughter, not to mention that he has devoted himself to medicine, and now he has encountered such a once-in-a-lifetime strange disease, just like a drunkard seeing fine wine and a glutton smelling the aroma of meat, how can he give it up?