Jiangzhou, Wuming Village

This is an unknown small fishing village along the East China Sea coast. The villagers basically make fishing their own business, and occasionally go out to sea to do business. The return of Jinyi has attracted the villagers to envy and sigh.

Several shrimp boats are moored at the junction of the west end of the village and the East China Sea, leaning on thin rafts to link them to the land to prevent themselves from being beaten by a big wave.

It is early summer, and the spring cold is not gone. The occasionally hanging sea breeze is still cold, and it can directly blow into the skin through clothes

The sky is a little gloomy, the gray sky presses against the horizon, covering the sea and occasionally making a few muffled sounds from the clouds.

It's going to rain

A few children in straw sandals are playing and playing on the raft, stomping on the raft and creaking

Suddenly, one of the children seemed to have a quarrel with his friends, and pushed the boy opposite him into the water, running away without looking back.

"What, didn't I just tell the truth?"

The boy who was pushed down sat in the water, scratched his head, muttered

An older partner next to him persuaded him: "Okay, okay, you don't know that Ye Xuan is most taboo about others talking about Ye Xiaoxiao behind his back."

The boy who was pushed down snorted from his nose with dissatisfaction, turned around and forgot about the unhappiness just now, and continued to play with his friends.

Ye Xuan trotted all the way to an old house, shook his head and abandoned the unpleasantness just now, and skillfully walked into the kitchen to start decorating medicine. After a while, he brought out a bowl of soup and went to the bedroom.

In the bedroom was an old man who was over 60 years old. His hair was gray and his eyes were already a little cloudy. He looked at the sea outside the window in a daze. He turned around and showed a kind smile on his face, saying, "Ah Xuan, don't bother, I'll decoct medicine every day. Anyway, I'm not going to live for a few days."

Ye Xuan, holding the medicine, trembled slightly, and lowered his head and said, "Grandpa, don't say that. Although I am the child you picked up, I have never despised you for trouble. I will always serve you."

Ye Zheng sighed, no longer dissuading him, his eyes turned red without realizing it

Ye Xuan was discovered by the beach two years ago when he went out to sea. At that time, out of benevolence and righteousness, he could not stand by death, so he took Ye Xuan back to his home to adopt. The child had no name, so he followed his surname.

Until half a year ago, I was accidentally poisoned, and my physical condition has been getting worse and worse day by day. Until now, my legs are almost unconscious and I am slumped in the bed every day, but Ye Xuan is still by his side every day and taking care of himself day and night

"Ah Xuan...I mean, if grandpa leaves, do you have any plans?"

Ye Zheng asked implicitly, afraid of touching the boy's sensitive nerves

Ye Xuan's body trembled again, he was silent for a while, and said in a muffled voice:

"I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to be with my grandfather. If you leave, I will guard your tomb for you until the day I can't keep it."

"Silly kid..."

Ye Zheng touched Ye Xuan's head with heartache and said softly:

"I will write you a letter. Take this letter to Qingyi Pavilion to find your sister Xiaoxiao. She will help you find a place to settle down in Qingyi Pavilion. Even if you don't have the talent to practice and learn ordinary medical skills, treat diseases and save lives, you can be considered a way to settle down. Don't stay in this small fishing village all your life, do you understand?"

Ye Xuan did not agree immediately, but asked, "Grandpa, do you think Sister Xiaoxiao will come back?"

After asking, Ye Xuan lowered his head, as if he regretted that he had asked such a question.

Half a year ago, Xiaoxiao left Wuming Village and said she was going to find a way to save her grandfather. She has not brought back any news so far, which made Ye Xuan's unwavering heart and over time.

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The rumors among the villagers began to shake, and he really wanted to ask this question directly:

Does Sister Xiaoxiao want us anymore? Will she never come back?

Ye Zheng replied without thinking, "No, but that girl always carries the pressure on herself. In fact, I don't want her to work so hard."

Ye Zheng sighed heavily when he said this. Ye Xiaoxiao's parents disappeared on a sea trip when she was very young. She has been loneliness and loneliness in her heart for so many years. Ye Zheng has always seen it. Perhaps it was God's favor. When Ye Xiaoxiao was fourteen years old, she was attracted by a monk from the Qingyi Pavilion who happened to pass by by chance and took her back to the Qingyi Pavilion to practice.

I thought life began to develop in a good direction, but I didn't expect that in two years, I fell on the bed so unsatisfiedly again

After all, Ye Zheng still feels that he has become a burden to his granddaughter

At this moment, a scream came from outside the window

"Ye Xiaoxiao is back!"

When Ye Xuan heard this, he rushed out of the house like a rabbit. After going out, he looked around and saw Ye Xiaoxiao coming from a distance, with three men following behind him.

"Sister Xiaoxiao"

Ye Xuan was overjoyed and trotted all the way to meet him.

"A Xuan"

Ye Xiaoxiao also showed a happy smile on her pretty face, and she hugged Ye Xuan with her hands, then asked:

"A Xuan, where is grandpa? I brought someone to treat him."

When Ye Xuan heard this, he was ecstatic. He saluted respectfully and ran in front, saying, "Please follow me."

Ye Xiaoxiao and his group followed Ye Xuan to Ye Zheng's old house. Seeing his grandfather's twilight years, Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red in an instant. He knelt on the ground and made a dull sound, making Qin An next to him frown. He didn't know how painful it would be for Ye Xiaoxiao's jade knee to hit the hard rock floor under the hem of his skirt.

"Grandpa, granddaughter is late..."

Ye Xiaoxiao leaned beside the bed, sobbing in a low voice

Ye Zheng's wrinkled face stretched out a smile from the bottom of his heart and said, "Child, I'm content if you can come back to see me."

Ye Xiaoxiao felt even more sad when she heard Ye Zheng say this. She was crying bitterly for a moment, unable to calm down.

After a long time, Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, she sorted out her emotions, raised her hand and pointed at Qin An, and said:

"Grandpa, don't worry, I've found the owner of Fengyun Pavilion this time, and I will definitely cure you this time."

"The Lord of Fengyun Pavilion?"

Ye Zheng's eyes widened, with disbelief on his face, and was so excited that he wanted to get up to greet him.

His generation has heard of the various legends of Fengyun Pavilion since he was a child. It is precisely because of this that he yearns for worshiping Fengyun Pavilion in his heart.

Because of this kind of worship, Ye Zheng often told Ye Xiaoxiao about the legend of Fengyun Pavilion when he was young, so Ye Xiaoxiao thought of looking for Fengyun Pavilion to save his grandfather.

However, Wuming Village is located in a remote area and the news is blocked. Ye Zheng didn't know that the real Fengyun Pavilion was destroyed fifteen years ago, so he was so excited to see Qin An.

"The old man doesn't have to be too polite"

Qin An smiled and pretended to stretch out his hand to help Ye Zheng. In fact, he was so disgusted with the old man's vulgar clothes that he wanted to stretch his hand back now.

"George Qin, this is the case with my grandfather. Let's start treatment now."

Ye Xiaoxiao told Qin An in detail about her grandfather's situation on the way here, so she was not polite now and was eager to save people. She hurriedly said

Qin An hesitated for a moment and glanced at Yang Lu quietly, with a clear meaning.

Hurry up and hand over the God of the Underworld

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Come on, don't embarrass me

Yang Lu ignored Qin An's gaze at this time, looked down at his toes, and was out of the way

Still the same sentence, no, really no

Qin An gritted his teeth, glared at Yang Lu hatefully, and said with a cruel heart, "No problem, Xiaoxiao, I will help the old man stabilize his condition first."

As he said that, Qin An poked out one hand, grabbed Ye Zheng's wrist, and used the other hand to activate his spiritual power, and was about to cross into Ye Zheng's body!

At this time, Qin Lan, who was watching from the side, looked at the old man's back and suddenly grabbed Qin An's hand that was about to pat the old man's back

"Qin Lan, what are you doing?"

Before Qin An could speak, Ye Xiaoxiao became anxious first, with a rare unhappiness in her tone.

Qin Lan said in a deep voice: "The method he used is wrong, so it is not possible to treat it like this."

Qin Lan knew that Qin An could not have a way to cure Ye Xiaoxiao's grandfather, but out of concern for the exposure of his identity, he never pointed it out. However, when he saw that Qin An was going to force his spiritual power to the old man's body, he could not choose Mingzhe to protect himself for a while.

Among monks, one person delivers internal energy to another person who suffers internal injuries is a normal treatment method.

But Ye Xiaoxiao's grandfather was poisoned at this time, and this method could not solve it at all. What's more, the old man's body was already weak. If he forcibly received an external spiritual power, he would only accelerate his death.

"Qin Lan, put down your hands and stop causing trouble here, okay?"

Ye Xiaoxiao's tone was filled with begging. This was the first time she had red eyes with Qin Lan.

As the saint of the Qingyi Pavilion, how could she not see Qin An's crude methods?

But everyone is lucky and seeks medical treatment in a hurry. After three months, it was difficult to find the Master of Fengyun Pavilion. In order to ask Qin An to help, he even sacrificed his freedom for this, just for the glimmer of hope in his heart.

What if this is just a unique method of the God of the Underworld?

Qin Lan looked at Ye Xiaoxiao's anxious and even annoyed expression. Somehow, her heart twitched violently, loosened her hands and let go of Qin An's hand.

Qin An took his face blue and pulled back his arm. The moment he was caught by Qin Lan just now, he used all his strength but could not break free. This made Qin An feel a little more afraid of Qin Lan in his heart.

Snorting coldly from his nostrils, Qin An continued to use his skills, and finally slapped Ye Zheng on the back under Qin Lan's repeated entangled gaze

"Well……"

Ye Zheng made a muffled sound, and then a wisp of black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

As the halo flowed, Qin An finished his work and smiled easily, "Once today, once tomorrow, the old man is about to get better."

Seeing Ye Zheng's face rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ye Xiaoxiao looked surprised, and then she burst into joy and said to Qin An repeatedly:

"Thank you, Master Qin'an"

Ye Xuan, who was still young, also bowed deeply to Qin An solemnly

"Don't just say thank you, why don't you prepare your accommodation for the guests as soon as possible."

Ye Zheng felt the changes in his body and was also happy. The smile on his face relaxed a little, and pretended to be angry at Ye Xiaoxiao and Ye Xuan.

Ye Xiaoxiao then recovered and greeted Qin An with Ye Xuan, walking towards the guest room. Before leaving, she looked at Qin Lan with a complicated expression. Without a single word, she left.

A cough came from behind, and Qin Lan's face was slightly cold. He knew that he seemed to have done something wrong this time.

This is not the credit for Qin An's treatment, it is the old man's return to life!

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