Chapter Seventy-Four: Rejuvenation of the Wonderful Hand
Yuan Quan couldn't help but smile bitterly, at this moment, his right arm no longer felt any pain, he felt paralyzed and unconscious. The right shoulder was like an ant gnawing at it, a tingling itch, a slight tingling, and soon, Yuan Quan was shaking, his consciousness began to be chaotic, and he felt that he was really about to die. But I am so unwilling in my heart, I have a good year, and I have amazing martial arts, Yongsiling's nearly one million taels of gold have not been spent, but the most reassuring is Yan Xi, I think she is deeply affectionate, if I know that I am about to turn into a pool of pus at the moment, will it be like the "Tic-tac-toe Lake" that Wang Yun girl martyred for her sweetheart. No, she must not be so sad, thinking of this, Yuan Quan said to Ye Liuli: "Master Ye, I want to ask you for one thing, please promise me!"
Ye Liuli saw that "Wu Di" was haggard, and he was about to die, so he dared to disobey, so he had to nod again and again. Said: "Senior, if you have any orders, just say it, I, Ye Liuli, will never say a word." ”
Yuan Quanluo was slightly relieved and said: "After I die, you go back and tell my hard-working lady, just say that I have made a private life with this Liu girl, and go to the ends of the earth, so that she can do it for herself, find another good partner, and don't miss me again." ”
When Ye Liuli heard this, a teardrop immediately burst out of her eyes, and she said in her heart that Wu's predecessor was deeply affectionate, and she would rather bear the infamy than be sad and sad when her wife learned of her death. Although he didn't have a sweetheart, it was difficult to empathize, but this kind of behavior was done by the eldest husband, and he had to sincerely admire it, and said: "Senior, don't worry, I will tell Mrs. Qiu like you in the next decision." ”
Yuan Quan nodded, and turned to look at Liu An'an, at this time Liu An'an had already cried into tears, she couldn't help but think of Yuan Quan, thinking that if Brother Circle treated me like this, even if he was broken, his life would not be in vain. Yuan Quan wanted to tell Liu An'an about the gold under Yongsi Tomb, but after thinking about it, this is not equivalent to telling her that I am Yuan Quan, the fairy is as fierce as fire, if you see your beloved die in front of you, what a heartbreak it will be. Maybe the treasure might as well disappear in this world with herself, tell her that maybe it hurt her, and in life, in addition to money, there are too many things worth pursuing.
Liu An'an saw that "Wu Di" was about to speak and stopped, and said, "Senior, do you have anything else to explain? I will definitely do it for you." ”
Yuan Quan smiled knowingly, slightly bitter, remembering those days with Liu An'an, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and said, "If there is an afterlife, I will treat you well." Speaking of this, Yuan Quan suddenly felt that the sky was dark, crumbling, hazy, and hazy, and he saw a green figure walking slowly in front of him, holding a square-shaped object in his right hand, and his heart was not sent by a ghost from the underworld to pick me up? Thinking of this, his body couldn't help but paralyze, fell to the ground, and his eyes were also dark, and a voice called in his ears: "Senior! Senior!" After a moment, everything fell silent.
Liu An'an listened to the last sentence of "Wu Di" inexplicably, and faintly felt that there was something unfinished, but he called a few seniors in a row but could not respond, at this time, he suddenly saw a green-shirted woman behind him coming quickly, looking a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while, only to see the green-shirted woman leaning over slightly, stretching out a slender hand as smooth as jade, and diagnosing the pulse of "Wu Di" senior. Liu An'an saw that she was skillful, and she was carrying a thing, which looked like a medicine box, and her heart was overjoyed, and then she remembered that this person was the daughter of the senior who saved several people in Sanqingguan that day, and presumably her medical skills would not be bad. Looking at this woman's appearance carefully, her eyebrows are clear and her eyes are beautiful, and her posture is not inferior to herself, the moment she reached out to hold the wrist of her predecessor of "Wu Di", her expression was extremely shocked, what should I do, could it be that she is helpless?
This woman is Zhang Biyun, the descendant of the King of Medicine, that day she followed her father Zhang Yan to chase and kill the bloodthirsty Yama Luo Feng, but the two of them were really terrifying, the faster they chased, and after they raised their qi and followed out for more than ten miles, they finally lost their internal strength and fell, seeing their father disappear from sight, completely forgetting themselves, annoyed and cowardly. Zhang Biyun has lived in Tic-tac-toe Lake since he was a child, he is not familiar with the world, and occasionally goes out for free clinics on weekdays, all of which are accompanied by his father. Zhang Biyun couldn't rest, and continued to catch up, and soon, there was a fork in the road ahead, looking left and right, at a loss, and couldn't see where his father went, so he gritted his teeth and chased west. Unexpectedly, even chased nearly a thousand miles without seeing his father Zhang Yan, looking around, continuous lofty mountains, strange peaks and cliffs, more inhabited than the "Tic-tac-toe Lake", the heart must have chosen the wrong way, had no choice but to reflexively, not long after seeing a middle-aged man and two young and beautiful women on the forest path, both of them were sad, and saw that the man looked haggard, crumbling, as if there were signs of poisoning, and then he had collapsed to the ground, in line with the medical road of saving the life and helping the wounded, Zhang Biyun quickly caught up and caught the pulse of this person. I can't help but feel a pang in my heart, this person's internal strength is incomparably thick, mighty, thick as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and some of his own accomplishments in the marrow washing scripture, in today's world, who else can there be besides Brother Yuan, and then look at his face and ears, a little unnatural, and his heart is immediately clear. Then he hurriedly opened the medicine box and quickly applied the needle to protect the major heart veins of Yuan Quan. Then he opened Yuan Quan's palm and saw that it was already black, and he couldn't help but think about it, and immediately pierced the palm with a silver needle, and then laid it flat, and then tore the sleeve of Yuan Quan's shoulder, and then took out a small blue porcelain bottle from the medicine box, poured out the milky liquid, smeared it on his chest, and then slowly pushed and rubbed it on his shoulder, and then pushed it to his entire arm. For a moment, the pitch-black arm faded and slowly melted away.
Seeing this, Liu Anan said happily: "The seniors are finally saved!"
"Senior?" Zhang Biyun was stunned for a moment, but then understood, and then took out a thumb-sized porcelain bottle from the medicine box, then reached out and pillowed Yuan Quan's in his arms, lifted the porcelain lid, and dripped a few liquids into Yuan Quan's mouth.
Ye Liuli saw that "Wu Di"'s right arm was gradually recovering, and she was overjoyed, and said: "Girl, your wonderful hand rejuvenates, and it is really the reincarnation of the king of medicine." ”
Zhang Biyun smiled lightly and said, "Sister, you are joking, the little sister is only a shallow learner and knows a little about medical skills, but she is not as good as one ten-thousandth of her ancestors." Zhang Biyun naturally didn't dare to compare himself with his ancestors, and then said: "This senior has just been detoxified, and his body is still weak, I just came from the front and saw a ruined temple there, so it is better for us to help him there to rest." Zhang Biyun deliberately commensurate Yuan Quan's predecessors, and said in his heart that since Brother Yuan deliberately concealed his identity, he always had his intentions.