Zhu Yanyin did not expect that when he woke up again, he actually had something to do with the top master in the world. He was in a complicated and excited mood. Zhao Mingchuan picked some real and fake rumors in the city to tell him, for example, in Wanren Palace, Li Sui's residence was called "Yan Hui Palace". Yan Hui, you can taste it carefully.

Zhu Yanyin hesitated: "It has something to do with me?"

Zhao Mingchuan was sure: "Everyone said so."

Otherwise, why don’t you ask the Eagle to return to the Eagle to the Great Peng? It’s Yan Hui? The swallow is so delicate that it’s not related to Wanren Palace no matter how you look at it. But now the second young master of the Jiangnan Zhu Mansion suddenly appears, and the matter has a reasonable explanation! It is very likely that because Mr. Zhu was seriously injured in Jiangnan and the Palace Master Li was thinking about it in the northwest, he put on his clothes and got out of bed in the middle of the night and wrote the word “Yan Hui” in his own handwriting. This delicate mood is very touching just by thinking about it.

Zhu Yanyin: Wait, isn’t it a little far-fetched?

He said truthfully: "The word Yan Hui has many artistic conceptions, such as 'Yan Hui Feng and snow in Wu Yuan, dreaming of breaking the moon in Qiantang, the building is full of moons. Maybe Palace Master Li likes this sad mood."

Zhao Mingchuan didn't believe it. Palace Master Li was not like a person who liked sad poems and essays. He only liked to make others sad.

Zhu Yanyin was still skeptical: "But I really don't remember anything, and when I was in the old house in Jiangnan, everyone said that I had nothing to do with the world."

Zhao Mingchuan looked at him silently, the light inside the house was dim, the candlelight was shaking by the wind, and the shadows were shaking. This scene was familiar to the second young master. Once he appeared in the book of the small talk, he would kill someone the next moment, so he became nervous, and when he was nervous, he began to think about it, thinking that his family had hidden something, and he might have had a relationship with Li Sui, otherwise why would there be so many realistic rumors outside?

There were still many people sitting in the inn hall, waiting... In fact, I don’t know what to wait for, but since there are people that both Palace Master Li and Doctor Jiang valued, the opportunity to cling to each other should not be spared. After all, who can tell the truth about the great fortune? So even if the boss has increased the money for tea tenfold, everyone is still insisting on staying.

Zhu Yanyin stood on the second floor, looked down, and was also shocked: "Are they waiting for me?"

There was also a familiar face in the crowd. The gift box and supplements in front of him were almost piled up into a small hill. It was Tan Shuqiu. He was sent by his own father to visit him. Because of the storm at Phoenix Platform yesterday, there were rumors in the city that he met Zhu Yanyin, so no one provoked and made trouble anymore and gave him a comfortable and good position.

Zhao Mingchuan followed Zhu Yanyin's gaze and said, "That's the person from Canglang Gang."

"I have had two dealings with him." Zhu Yanyin asked, "Is Canglang Gang a big deal?"

Zhao Mingchuan replied: "There is no origin."

The head of the sect, Tan Dadao, was originally the owner of a restaurant. He was good at chopping ducks, but he couldn't cut people. The Canglang Gang could have a status in the world today, mainly relying on duck blood vermicelli soup, which has little to do with martial arts cultivation. As for Tan Shuqiu, it was also a joke in the martial arts world. In the early years, he had a firm mind to call his brothers and brothers with the children of major sects, but in the end he would be teased. He was arrogant and domineering but timid, and was just a rich man's gold and jade bag.

Zhu Yanyin was not very interested in Tan Shuqiu. He was interested in Li Sui, so he asked quietly: "Wanren Palace is also underneath?"

Zhao Mingchuan shook his head: "No, people from Wanren Palace do not like to show up in public in martial arts, and usually meet in the middle of the night."

Because of this sentence, Zhu Yanyin didn't sleep all night. On the one hand, he felt that there was a misunderstanding in this, how could he be a real visitor to the world of the world? On the other hand, he felt that anyone could say this accurately. If Li Sui carried a burning knife and climbed through the window and invited him to move to Wanren Palace for a long time, he immediately agreed to see if he seemed too scheming, and he still had to refuse and wait. The wind and sand outside the window roared endlessly, and he didn't know who was blowing the whistle and sobbing. That was a story in the world.

I really hope that I can have some story, Master Zhu, who is lying on the bed, thinking about it and looking forward to it. If I take the West Chamber opera directly, it will be the waiting moon in the Inn, and the house facing the wind is half open, and the shadows of flowers are moving on the wall, and it is suspected that it is a fierce man.

As a result, the macho man did not come until dawn, and no one in the martial arts world in the hall left.

Zhu Yanyin couldn't hold on, and his eyelids drooped, and he wrapped his quilt in the morning light and fell asleep sadly.

...

In Wanren Palace, as soon as Lord Li came out of Yan and returned to the hall, Jiang Shenglin brought a bowl: "Eat."

The two have known each other for many years, and Li Sui has become accustomed to the other party fiddling out a new drug at any time. He brought it over without looking at it and drank it all, but frowned: "It's sweet?"

Jiang Shenglin replied: "It's right to be sweet, stew donkey-hide gelatin with red dates in bird's nest."

Jiang Shenglin added: "It was all sent by the second young master yesterday. I saw that the things were pretty good, just to nourish your fatigue recently."

Li Sui remembered those vermilion gift boxes tied with silk, similar to betrothal gifts, and his stomach was full of cramps.

Jiang Shenglin put the empty bowl on: "Now all the sects of Jianghu gathered at Fuman Inn, waiting to see Zhu Yanyin. Even the leader of Wan sent someone to send an invitation to invite him to discuss the devil's sect."

The leader of the martial arts world, Wan Zhuyun, is a good and slick man who can only barely rank in the top 20 of martial arts, but his popularity is the best and his prestige is extremely high. According to his status in the martial arts world, he should not take the initiative to pay attention to Zhu Yanyin no matter what. Since he personally sent the invitation, it is obvious that his final purpose must be Li Sui.

Jiang Shenglin advised: "The Wulin Alliance is so sincere, you might as well go with the flow."

Anyway, everyone wants to attack the Demon Sect. It is better to have more people than to fight alone. What's more, Li Sui is still injured in his old body. Chi Tian was able to hurt him for the first time a few years ago, but now he may not be able to hurt him for the second time. He is always worried when he thinks about it.

Li Sui didn't answer his words, but just asked: "The people from the Demon Sect are also guarding the inn?"

"Yes. The Fuman Sect is currently full of sects in the world. They dare to get close to each other, which shows that their skills are not low."

"Save them." Li Sui ordered, "In the future, it may be useful to go to Snow City."

Jiang Shenglin nodded and reminded: "It's just that, we have to take the Zhu family to the north together, otherwise he may be in danger."

A good young master from Jiangnan, who first broke his head, and then got involved in the storm in the world. He thought about it carefully and was unlucky. So when he was in the clinic the next day, Dr. Jiang did not ask him to go to Xuanlin Tower again, but took the medicine boy to Fumanmen Inn in person, but further confirmed the extraordinary identity of Zhu Er Gongzi from the side.

Zhu Yanyin has been active for two days, especially after receiving the invitation from the Wulin League, he became even more impatient. He even burped and felt that he was about to gush his internal force, and he tried to stand on the bed to practice flying over the eaves and walking around the walls.

"Young Master." Zhu Xiaosui knocked on the door outside.

Zhu Yanyin lay back on the bed with agility, holding his heart weakly, so as not to be nagged again: "What's the matter?"

Zhu Xiaosui said: "Doctor Jiang is here."

Zhu Yanyin's eyes were eager, and he almost burned two holes to the miracle doctor who was pushing the door in. He was looking forward to the other party's rumor and secret words, but unfortunately, Jiang Shenglin was quite focused on his treatment and tried his pulse when he came up, and he had no awareness of cooperating with the performance at all.

Zhao Mingchuan asked: "How is the injury?"

"It's not a big deal." Jiang Shenglin said: "Using silver needles to stimulate the acupoints and supplemented with medicine may restore memory. However, it takes a lot of time to treat, ranging from half a year to three to five years, so it's not sure."

Zhu Xiaosui immediately invited: "Will that miracle doctor go back to Jiangnan with us?"

Jiang Shenglin shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work. I have agreed to the leader of Wan to go to Northeast Snow City with him."

Zhu Xiaosui was anxious when he heard this: "As long as the young master's injury can be cured, my master is willing to pay ten thousand taels of gold, a thousand hu of pearls, a hundred brocades, and ten pairs of jade pendants. As for the fields, houses and houses in Jiangnan, sweat-blooded BMWs in Mobei, and various precious medicinal materials given by the emperor, I want to have as many as possible. Please ask the miracle doctor to think about it again!"

Jiang Shenglin fainted slightly when he heard this. You richest people in Jiangnan are indeed very rich.

Why don’t you discuss it and let Mr. Zhu buy the Demon Cult.

Zhu Yanyin continued to look at him with anticipation.

Jiang Shenglin cleared his throat: "Although I can't go to Jiangnan, I wish you can go to Snow City."

Zhu Yanyin was surprised: "I? Go to Snow City?"

Zhu Xiaosui is alert, no, no!

But whether it is possible or not is not up to him, a book boy, to decide. Jiang Shenglin is going to Xuecheng, and Zhu Yanyin's injury cannot be delayed. Putting the two together, there is no way to go north together.

Mr. Zhu had no objection to this, and even had a little excitement. While Zhu Xiaosui was going to prescribe medicine, he seized the time to ask the miracle doctor why he chose him as the first to see the doctor. Is there any past and inside story hidden in it? Have we seen it before?

Jiang Shenglin looked at his sincere eyes and remembered the rumors from Wanren Palace. His conscience was condemned again, so he said with a gentle tone: "I haven't seen it before, but the Jiangnan Zhu Mansion is famous, so I naturally want to meet the second young master earlier."

Zhu Yanyin obviously didn't believe this polite excuse and asked again: "So I know how to do kung fu?"

Jiang Shenglin: "You won't."

Zhu Yanyin rolled his Adam's apple and said in a detour: "The leader of the martial arts world has sent me an invitation. Can anyone who knows how to do kung fu participate in the affairs of the world?"

Jiang Shenglin: "Natural."

The miraculous doctor cherishes his words like gold, and his mouth is still tight, so he doesn't seem to be very easy to fool. Zhu Yanyin changed into a new cliché strategy: "Can the miraculous doctor know the Palace Master Li of Wanren Palace?"

Jiang Shenglin: "I'm not familiar with it."

"Then am I familiar with him?"

"It shouldn't be familiar with it."

"Isn't it because I don't know each other, I'm not familiar with each other?"

"Just don't know."

"The miracle doctor does not know me and is not familiar with Palace Master Li, so how could he know that I do not know Palace Master Li?"

“…”

Zhu Yanyin was full of complacent ambition and felt a sense of pleasure in hitting the truth, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue: "So what does it have to do with Lord Li?"

Jiang Shenglin thought to himself, you really have nothing to do with it at the moment.
Chapter completed!