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Text Volume 1: Fanqi Chapter 10: The Mysterious Old Man

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    The sun was so hot that it was hard to look directly at it, and the street seemed extremely deserted. At this time, three figures shuttled around the corner of the street. They were the three middle-aged men from before. At this moment, they must be looking for the so-called  Young Master, the three of them had solemn faces. If something happened to the Young Master, the three of them would have to walk around without food. After a while of searching, they finally found the young man lying on the ground deep in the corner.

    Seeing the young man lying on the ground, the three of them were startled and ran over quickly. After making sure that the young man was breathing evenly, they breathed a sigh of relief, helped the young man up and walked out of the corner.

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    Liu Yan was currently by the stream in the dense forest, helping Wang Xiaohu clean his wounds. The surrounding river water was dyed light red.

    Looking at Wang Xiaohu¡¯s injury, Liu Yan¡¯s face became very unhappy. He did not expect that Wang Xiaohu¡¯s injury was so serious. If he did not receive treatment, his life would be in danger.  Although Liu Yan had some knowledge of medical skills, he could only sigh helplessly when faced with Wang Xiaohu's injury.

    The top priority now is to find a good doctor for Wang Xiaohu, otherwise Wang Xiaohu may not be able to save his life. Thinking of this, Liu Yan quickly picked up Wang Xiaohu and walked towards Wuming County again.

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    Wuming County

    A luxurious mansion is located in the central and eastern part of the city. The mansion is decorated with blue bricks and red tiles, giving people a sense of grace and luxury. The stone lions lying quietly on both sides have a powerful force that makes people dare not look at it.

    At this moment, it was already noon, so it seemed particularly quiet. The house was also silent, but the gatekeepers standing on both sides of the red door looked particularly solemn, giving people a sense of inaccessibility.

    Suddenly, an angry roar came from the house, and a fair-skinned, handsome young man was seen, with a gloomy face and full of anger. Under him, there were four burly men, with their heads lowered and their knees bent.  Kneeling down is an act of humility.

    The young man raised the corner of his mouth again, his face turned slightly red, and he cursed again:

    "Are they all a bunch of trash? Guys who only know how to eat."

    After hearing this, the four people lowered their heads, not daring to look into the young man's cold eyes. But what was more noticeable was the old man in white clothes behind the young man. There was no expression on the old man's face, and his eyes were slightly closed.  The purple air is lingering, and it looks like a fairy, with light wind and light clouds, and is otherworldly.

    Suddenly, the old man's eyes opened, as if a flash of light burst out, and the purple smoke swirling and rising around him also moved. It originally rose up, but now it moved closer to the center. For a moment, little purple rays of light condensed, and at a rapid speed,  Shooting at the four people, only a scream was heard. Before the four people even raised their heads, a thin hole as thin as a thread appeared in their heads, and bright red blood gurgled out at this moment, with a hint of death.  His eyes bulged, filled with endless fear.

    The young man was also shocked when he saw this. He immediately took back the curse words he was about to say again and stood beside the old man obediently.

    "There's no need to argue with these people." The old man opened his thick lips slightly and said coldly.

    "Yes, my father is right. With my father's reputation, no one would dare to go against my father."

    "There is no need to say these empty words, let's talk about that young man. Was Niu Jing's injury really caused by the young man?"

    "Well, at that time, a red ball of light condensed under the boy's feet. The ball of light was more like a ball of flame, with an extremely strong blazing aura, which is why the Ox Scripture was burned like this."

    The old man groaned, and then said calmly: "If the true energy is revealed, the young man doesn't have to worry about you. Even if we go together, it will be difficult to escape. But the young man threatens you as a hostage. Obviously the young man is using  What secret method is there to give in?"

    Although the old man said this, his face was still full of contemplation, because the old man thought of the illusory legendary figure.

    Legend has it that an ordinary-looking farmer's disciple joined a local gang and when the gang was in chaos, he single-handedly killed a dwarf at the level of a swordsman. It is said that the man also gathered a fiery spirit at that time.  The ball of light turned the sword fairy-level dwarf directly into ashes.

    But it is obvious that this young man's light ball is obviously weaker, otherwise, the guard surnamed Niu would have died long ago. Despite this, the old man's face was full of solemnity.

    "Xiang'er, try not to offend this young man. Using the whole government's strength just for this young man is obviously not a wise choice. Let's consider this matter slowly."

    "But¡­¡­"

    "This matter ends here." Before the young man could finish his words, the old man said sternly, and then walked away.

    The door of the hall opened automatically when there was no wind. The old man walked out of the house in a few steps. He only heard a "bang" sound and the door closed again.  In the empty house, only the young man was left standing there blankly. The young man was originally dark.A flash of blood appeared in his eyes, and his hands were trembling at this moment. When had he ever been so neglected by his father?  Soon, there was a hint of sternness in the young man's eyes again,

    "If you don't help me, then I will do it myself. No matter who you are, the people I want to kill must die." The young man snorted coldly,

    "Four shadows come quickly." A cold voice came out of the young man's mouth, followed by Tangmen Wufeng's automatic movement. Immediately, he felt four dancing black shadows flash past his eyes, and in front of the young man, there was an unexpected  Four masked men in black appeared. The four of them knelt on one knee and said:

    "I wonder what's wrong, Master?"

    "You four, help me kill someone. This is the portrait of that young man." As he spoke, the young man threw out a portrait. The person in the portrait was none other than Liu Yan.

    "I don't want to see him again."

    "Yes" the four people stood up and shouted in unison. Then, with a slight movement of wind, the four people disappeared in place again.

    "I want you to know that anyone who dares to offend me must die." The young man said coldly.

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    In a drugstore in Wuming County, Liu Yan was looking at Wang Xiaohu, who was still in a coma on the bed, with a look of worry on his face.

    "When will he wake up?" Liu Yan said in a gentle tone to the old man wearing a blue robe next to him.

    "He was injured too badly this time. It is estimated that he will not be able to wake up for a while. I see that his whole body is swollen and the congestion in his body has accumulated, causing blood circulation to be blocked. Now he needs to be injected with blood, otherwise his life will be in danger." The old man in green robe  Said lightly.

    "However, if you want to bleed, you will have to endure tremendous pain. With this child's body and bones, I'm afraid" After saying this, the old man in green robe paused for a moment, and then said solemnly, "If you want to bleed, among them  The pain caused is not something this child can bear, and it may cause confusion. If it is severe, it will damage the nerves and cause total paralysis." The old man in green robe said calmly.

    "It doesn't matter, sir, just give me the acupuncture." Liu Yan didn't show any expression because of the old man's words, and said with the same expression and no care.

    "But" The old man was a little surprised, but before he finished speaking, Liu Yan took out an emerald green thin-necked vial from his arms and poured out a bean-sized black pill.

    "This is" The old man was slightly surprised when he saw it, and there was a strange light in his eyes. His hands couldn't help but tremble slightly at this moment. The old man's originally lazy eyes were also aroused by the pills Liu Yan took out.  Different awn.

    Liu Yan ignored the old man's expression and directly helped Wang Xiaohu, stuffed the pill into his mouth, and patted Wang Xiaohu's chest. The pill slid directly into Wang Xiaohu's belly with a slight rise and fall in Wang Xiaohu's chest.

    "That's enough, please give me the acupuncture now."

    The old man suddenly jumped up and focused on Wang Xiaohu again. He picked up a piece of white gauze from the wooden desk vine on the side and unfolded it. The thin silver needle lay quietly here. The old man casually  He took out five needles and inserted them into the bruised areas on Wang Xiaohu's body with an extremely skillful technique.

    Wang Xiaohu¡¯s body trembled for a while, a mouthful of dark red blood spat out from his mouth, he coughed a few times, and his eyes seemed to be closed.

    Seeing this, the old man pricked the silver needle in his hand mercilessly. Blood immediately overflowed from his skin and gurgled down, full of dark red color. Wang Xiaohu was surrounded by red light, looking particularly charming.

    The old man¡¯s brows furrowed together, obviously the injury was more serious than expected. When Liu Yan saw this, his face was full of solemnity.

    "Is it okay?"

    "Well, it's more serious than expected, but it's not a big problem." The old man said while lifting the silver needle.  After speaking, the old man inserted the needle mercilessly again.  The needle sank into Wang Xiaohu's skin, and went straight in. Wang Xiaohu suddenly sat on the bed, yelling in pain, and at the same time a stream of turbid air spurted out of his mouth.

    Liu Yan¡¯s expression tightened. Since he had already taken Suima Pills, it should not be so painful.

    Looking at the old man's expression, his frown relaxed, he pulled out the silver needle, wiped the dark red blood on it and said to Liu Yan: "It's nothing serious now, but there was too much blood loss this time. Go back."  Rest in peace, he should be fine within ten days."

    Liu Yan nodded slightly.

    "By the way, can you show me the pills you just gave this kid?"

    "That's no problem." After saying that, Liu Yan handed the thin bottle to the old man.

    After hearing this, the old man's face was full of joy. He took the green thin-neck bottle handed over by Liu Yan with trembling hands, poured out a pill from it with great care, put it in his nose and mouth, and smelled it carefully.  Instantly, the old man's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with confusion.There were bright red bloodshot eyes all over, and my hands couldn't help but tremble.

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