However, the people of Jin were rejoicing.

Different from the attention of the higher-ups, their eyes were not on the so-called Xiaoyao King at all, but on the old immortal Sun.

This old god is so virtuous and highly respected. The oldest people in the world probably grew up hearing the legend of this old medical god hanging a pot to save the world and heal the wounded. But today, despite the suffering of the people, he actually led a team to come to southern Shanxi to treat the injured.

Sickness, this is what true saints do.

As soon as the news came out, the people of the five countries were all in admiration and offered incense to the old gods everywhere. The people in southern Shanxi cried bitterly when they heard about it. Although the effect was very limited, it could not significantly solve the suffering caused by the war.

, at least I feel that the world has not forgotten them.

Naturally, countless people responded and followed Mr. Sun's call and gathered in the neutral land of Paradise City to accept Mr. Sun's selection there. For many of them, it may not be entirely out of benevolence as a doctor, and many of them admire Sun Daotong.

Or just for fame.

No matter what, Sun Daotong's reputation reached a new height for a while. Basically, it can be said that in the minds of ordinary people, no one in the world can compare with him. No matter the princes, nobles, literati, or even the emperor's holy place,

Stand aside.

"This is the most intuitive cognition and simple emotion of the people at the bottom." Jiang Fan said seriously.

The old guy stuffed half a chicken leg into the mouth of the little hair ball on Big Wolf's neck, then kicked them away, and said angrily: "You are such a coward, you are going to sacrifice me!"

Jiang Fan said with a smile on his face: "I can't help it, who gave you the best reputation? With you always coming forward, not to mention the protection of the common people, even the army's gang of killers have to smile.

"

The old guy put down the flask and sighed: "Grandsons, the beatings are endless. The people of Li are indeed suffering too much."

Jiang Fan quickly raised his thumb: "Look, this is the saint!"

The old guy glared at him fiercely: "Coward, are you really just trying to save the people?"

Jiang Fan thought for a while and finally said sincerely: "It has other purposes, but... I want to do my part for the people. It is true."

The old guy looked at him and nodded: "I trust you on this point. After receiving your letter, I looked for Xu Fu and borrowed two hundred Danshi to come all the way, but the manpower still seems to be a little short."

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "It will be no less. With you as a living sign, it won't take long for us to form a very large team. Of course, too many will not work, as it is easy for people to be overly wary, so no more than a thousand people is just right."

"

The old guy rolled his eyelids: "If you want to talk about a thousand medical doctors, you can easily get it. Why bother to select from the five countries for such a big team?"

Jiang Fan sighed: "To be honest, old guy, do you think it will be of much use even if ten thousand doctors go to Shannan?"

Sun Daotong frowned slightly: "This is not an epidemic. It cannot be organized during the war. No matter how many people come, it will not have much effect."

Jiang Fan nodded: "That's the truth, so this matter is more of a symbolic meaning, and its role in giving hope to the people is far greater than the actual effect. It also has the effect of continuously increasing the people's anti-war

Mentality. This is why I want to select among the five countries, just to expand my influence. However, don’t think it is unrealistic. As long as you continue to do this, it may not become a trend one day."

Sun Daotong scratched his head: "Okay, you don't need to tell me the truth. You just have to know what you are doing, and I, the old man, will let you do whatever you want."

Jiang Fan chuckled: "I know you, the old guy, are still reliable at critical moments."

Sun Daotong snorted, "But, it seems I have to change my image..."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he thought: "Yes, yes! You do look a bit vulgar..."

"Get out!" Sun Daotong kicked him angrily, left the roasted chicken and went to the back hall. The remaining half of the roasted chicken was naturally cheaper than Big Wolf and Little Maoqiu.

Jiang Fan called Gray Wolf over to play with the dog, but he didn't expect the old guy to bring it out too. It's been a long time since he took him to roam the world together, and he still misses those days.

At this moment, Wu Quxingjun woke up from the extreme shock.

"This...Old Immortal Sun?"

It's not like he has never met Sun Daotong, after all, he is one of the core figures of Lishan. But he never thought that this wretched old man who has been hanging around the kitchen of Mortal House, known as Mr. Sun but does not know his name, would actually be famous all over the world.

The Holy Hand Poison King?

"Yes, this old guy is very wretched. Don't tell me you are wondering, I still can't believe it. You think he is a medical saint with a bit of immortality?" Jiang Fan shook his head and said.

Wu Qu was speechless. After a long while, he smiled bitterly and sighed inwardly. The master's surroundings were not described as hidden dragons or crouching tigers. Who could have imagined that such a bad old man could be such a big shot?

However, he quickly looked back and expressed his objection to Jiang Fan's words: "You said that Mr. Sun doesn't look like a medical saint?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked back, then jumped up and took three steps back.

There is a person behind, wearing a green robe with a white lining, a jade gourd tied around his waist, a bamboo medicine basket on his back, and a cane in his hand. His hair, which was originally withered and messy but is now as white as snow, is pulled up with a

The peach wood hairpin is inserted neatly in it, the face is rosy and plump, the eyes are kind, the whole person has an air of immortality, and has an appearance that is beyond the world. Who dares not to believe that he is said to be a fairy?

"Who are you?" Jiang Fan was confused.

Wu Qu said softly from behind: "Old Immortal Sun, there is a painting in which the old Immortal looks like this..."

Jiang Fan almost dislocated his jaw. In more than ten years, I have never seen him look like this. His hair color, body shape, face shape and even facial features are not right.

Sun Daotong was quite proud, stroking his beard and smiling: "Grandson, it's your grandfather and me."

Jiang Fan was stunned. He circled around him three times before saying with a look of disbelief on his face: "Old guy... is it really you?"

Sun Daotong glared at him, "Nonsense, who else could I be if I weren't your grandfather? You coward!"

This sentence was on point, but Jiang Fan was really in disbelief and clicked his tongue repeatedly: "I said...Old guy, which one is your real face?"

The old guy said: "This..."

"That's not right!" As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Fan decisively exposed him: "You haven't changed the way you lied. That was your true appearance just now."

Sun Daotong waved his hand impatiently: "Everything looks like skin, you are fooled, grandson."

Jiang Fan:......

At this moment, Wu Qu also stepped forward to pay homage: "Greetings to Master Sun."

Sun Daotong made a sound and started to grasp the situation: "Junior, you did a good job. I'm watching you, old man."

Jiang Fan was speechless, Wu Qu was also in his fifties, and he looked like a junior when this old guy opened his mouth.

But instead of being angry, Wu Qu was very happy: "Thank you, old immortal, for meeting me today. Wu Qu is truly lucky."

The old guy chuckled: "There's nothing wrong with me, I can live with you for three lifetimes..."

Jiang Fan was embarrassed and quickly stopped: "Okay, okay, old guy, let's change our appearance and be more careful. How can we go astray when we open our mouths?"
Chapter completed!