On Tuesday, the two and Mu Junnian chatted about some other things, and just as the two were chatting energetically, Xiaoshan walked out of the house.

"Qianzhong, are you okay?" Mu Junnian hurriedly got up and said with concern.

Xiaoshan smiled and waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, it's just that I'm overworking and a little out of strength." ”

Putting the needle box in his hand in front of the two of them, Xiaoshan also sat down and said to the two people on the table: "Thanks to Mr. Zhou's help this time, Miss Xiaorui has no worries about her life." Brother Mu, you have to thank Mr. Zhou!"

"That's nature!" Mu Junnian said as he picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of hot tea for Xiaoshan.

"In order to renew Xiaorui's life over the years, life has been really hard. If the two of you don't dislike it, I'll first toast the two of you with tea instead of wine, and then set up a banquet another day, thank you two!" Mu Junnian raised the teacup in his hand and said gratefully.

Xiaoshan and Tuesday looked at each other and smiled without saying anything, and raised their glasses together to touch Mu Junnian.

To be honest, Mu Junnian was full of joy to be able to save Mu Qingrui's life, and Xiaoshan and Tuesday were really relieved.

Putting down the teacup, Tuesday pushed the needle box on the table to Xiao Shan and said, "Since you have succeeded, the old man is the talker, and this one hundred and eight ice spirit silver needles are yours." ”

Xiaoshan didn't shirk either, looking at Tuesday and said: "Mr. Zhou's move this time not only helped us a lot, but also put on a set of priceless silver needles, how can I say that Mr. Zhou is also a big loss!"

Tuesday glanced at Xiaoshan twice, and snorted lightly: "Little baby, don't get cheap and sell well." I don't suffer a loss, and I know it in my heart. ”

"Hehe, with Mr. Zhou's power, who can make Mr. Zhou suffer. Even if it's a loss, it's what Mr. Zhou wants to eat!" Mu Junnian said with a smile.

"You're a good talker. Tuesday glanced at Mu Junnian, and then said to Xiaoshan: "Since you have accepted this set of ice spirit silver needles, what are you going to do with it?"

Before Xiaoshan could speak, Mu Junnian spoke up: "Where would Qianzhong use such a precious silver needle, it is better to ask Mr. Zhou for advice." After speaking, Mu Junnian glanced at Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan will understand, Wang Lingjun has already told Xiaoshan before coming, and this Tuesday Liang seems to be interested in passing on acupuncture to Xiaoshan.

"The younger generation has heard of Mr. Zhou's name from Mr. Liu's mouth, Mr. Liu admires Mr. Zhou's medical skills very much, and the younger generation is also very yearning. If Mr. Zhou does not dislike the dullness of the juniors, the juniors are very willing to follow Mr. Zhou to learn acupuncture and moxibustion, so as not to make this ice silver needle dusty in the hands of the juniors. Xiaoshan said sincerely.

After listening to Xiaoshan's words, Tuesday and Liang were silent on the surface, but their hearts were already happy.

In fact, Tuesday Liang has been trying to find a suitable successor to inherit his acupuncture skills. On Tuesday, they had a son and a daughter. Although his son Zhou Zhennan's qualifications are mediocre, he is willing to endure hardships, and his medical skills are so-so, but he is not interested in acupuncture and moxibustion, and he does not learn life or death.

Daughter Zhou Xiaoxuan is smart and clever, but she likes to dance with knives and guns. In addition, Zhou Xiaoxuan has shown an amazing talent in the wind system yuan force since she was a child, so Zhou Xiaoxuan has never studied medical skills with her father at all, and this year she directly entered Fengyun Academy to practice martial arts.

Tuesday didn't want the ancestral acupuncture technique to be lost in his hands, but after searching for so many years, he didn't find a suitable successor, but when he drank tea with Liu Yishou, he always heard Liu Yishou boast that he had received a lot of good apprentices, so Tuesday Liang was not happy at the same time, but also had a little interest in Liu Yishou's apprentice.

In Wang Lingjun's house before, I saw Xiaoshan twice on Tuesday, but under the circumstances at that time, the two did not have much intersection. But later, I heard Wang Lingjun say that the Yuyan Dan was made by Xiaoshan, and on Tuesday, I thought about it, and in just two months, I could actually make Yuyan Dan, it seems that this apprentice of Liu Yishou really has some ability.

Today, Xiaoshan came to the door to ask Tuesday Liang to help heal Mu Qingrui, Tuesday Liang had the intention to test Xiaoshan, through a day of contact, Tuesday Liang felt that Xiaoshan was not only a person with advanced cultivation and good conduct, but also had a calm mind that did not match his age, and Tuesday Liang felt that it was a good choice to pass on his acupuncture skills to Xiaoshan. Besides, in this way, Xiaoshan can also be regarded as his apprentice on Tuesday, and when I see Liu Yishou in the future, I will see how he can brag.

"Acupuncture is easy to learn but difficult to master. Have you figured it out?" Tuesday looked at the hill road.

Who can't use a needle to prick someone, and it's not even difficult to stab a person to death with a needle, but it's much more difficult to save people with a needle than to kill someone with a needle.

"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, there is nothing that Qianzhong can't learn! Qianzhong will definitely not disgrace Mr. Zhou's name. Mu Junnian patted his chest and said.

"Brother Mu's words are a bit excessive, I'm just an ordinary person, I can do anything anywhere!But I will definitely follow Mr. Zhou to learn acupuncture and moxibustion, and never disappoint Mr. Zhou!" Xiaoshan scratched his head.

"Haha! Okay! I have to say, this old man Liu's luck is really good! But my luck is no worse than his Liu Yishou!" said Tuesday Liang with a smug smile.

"Qianzhong, you can even cure Xiaorui, what else do you say you can't?" Mu Junnian looked at Xiaoshan and sighed a little.

"I won't kill anyone. Xiaoshan said indifferently.

Listening to Xiaoshan's words, Tuesday Liang was a little confused, but Mu Junnian laughed out loud, but there was some unknown bitterness in that laughter.

Tuesday Liang and Xiaoshan stayed here for a while in Mu Junnian, and after Mu Qingrui woke up, Tuesday Liang went to check Mu Qingrui's body again, and made sure that Mu Qingrui was fine, and Xiaoshan and Tuesday Liang were ready to go back to the inner city.

Before leaving, Tuesday Liang told Mu Junnian to take good care of Mu Qingrui, and when Mu Qingrui's body recovered, he would find a way to treat Mu Qingrui's madness.

Mu Junnian naturally couldn't help but be grateful again, but it was not early, Xiaoshan and Tuesday didn't stop any longer, and under Mu Junnian's eyes, the two got into the carriage and went to the inner city.

When he arrived in the inner city, Xiaoshan asked the coachman to send Tuesday Liang directly to the "Regeneration Hall", and he followed the coachman to Wang Lingjun's mansion.

How to say that Wang Lingjun has also helped Xiaoshan a lot, and now that the matter is done, Xiaoshan has to thank others in person.

Seeing the needle box in Xiaoshan's arms, Wang Lingjun smiled and said, "Congratulations to Brother Qianzhong on his triumphant return!"

Xiaoshan Zhengse said: "Thank you Brother Wang for your help, I am very grateful! I also thank Brother Wang for that friend of mine, and I will bring him to visit and thank Brother Wang in person." ”

Wang Lingjun waved her hand and said, "I didn't do anything, the matter of pushing the boat down the river is not enough to worry about!"

When Xiaoshan was talking to Wang Lingjun, Wang Lingjun's housekeeper came over and said that dinner was ready and asked Wang Lingjun to come over for dinner.

Xiaoshan was about to say goodbye, but was stopped by Wang Lingjun.

"Now that the meal is ready, I don't think Brother Qianzhong will leave, and it's not too late to come down for a light meal and leave. Wang Lingjun enthusiastically kept the hill.

"Isn't that good?" Xiaoshan scratched his head, embarrassed.

"It's just a light meal, what's so bad. Why, Brother Qianzhong thinks that the food is simple and can't be eaten?" Wang Lingjun said.

"No, no, no!!" Xiaoshan hurriedly waved his hand.

"Haha! It's not an outsider, let's go!" Wang Lingjun said and pulled Xiaoshan to the house.

Looking at the table of exquisite dishes, Xiao Shan said in his heart: This is called a light meal? Who has a light meal with twelve dishes and four soups? The best he made for Feng Qianyu was only six dishes and one soup.

Xiaoshan had to sigh again: This is the life of a rich man!

In fact, Xiaoshan wanted to be crooked, it was obvious that this table of dishes was prepared by Wang Lingjun for Xiaoshan, Wang Lingjun knew that Xiaoshan would definitely come to thank him in person, just leave Xiaoshan for a meal and contact his feelings. Although Xiaoshan is still not visible, Wang Lingjun feels that Xiaoshan is definitely not a thing in the pool, and there will definitely be something to do in the future. If you have a good relationship in advance, you may be able to use it one day in the future.

Wang Lingjun has been in the business field of Fengyun City for so many years, she is naturally a delicate character, Xiaoshan is not a hypocritical person, this meal is full of joy for the guests and hosts, and the relationship between the two has really become a lot closer.

However, Xiaoshan has never seen Wang Lingjun's wife, thinking that it is because she is pregnant with Liujia, and it is inconvenient to meet guests.

Bidding farewell to Wang Lingjun, Xiao Shan returned to the cabin of Fengyun Academy with the Ice Spirit Silver Needle that was given by Tuesday. After putting the needle box away, Xiaoshan took the erhu and came to the small bamboo forest behind the house.

Although Mu Qingrui was not completely cured, Mu Qingrui's life was finally saved, and Xiaoshan also let go of a concern. He hoped that with Mu Qingrui's concern, he would be able to reduce some of the hatred in Mu Junnian's heart, at least he would not do anything to take revenge.

The cheerful erhu sound sounded, conveying the joy of the erhu owner, and it seemed that the sound of insects in the bamboo forest was also cheerful, but unfortunately no one else came to share the joy of the erhu owner.

The sound of the erhu seemed to wake up the sleeping moon in the sky, and the moon jumped out of the clouds, sprinkling the cold moonlight through the mottled bamboo leaves on the young man who was playing the erhu, I don't know if he was blaming the young man for disturbing his good dreams.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the erhu is long. I don't know what kind of changes this melodious erhu sound can bring to the turbulent undercurrent in Fengyun City, but one thing is certain, the boy who pulls the erhu is already in the undercurrent. All forces are eyeing this young man for one reason or another, and they don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

After being assassinated, Feng Wuxiang has not moved until now, what kind of counterattack is he brewing? And what kind of role will this erhu boy be when the time comes? Who knows?