Mr. Ma turned his head and said calmly: "I have been a constable in the Protectorate for decades, and later went to Dali Temple to work. After solving a major case, it became famous all over the world, so Daleiyin Temple found me and did not continue to do it."

"No wonder, you see me. The monks from Daleiyin Temple are really troublesome. You have returned to secular life and are still here to find you."

The two were cooked all night, and Qin Mu changed the medicine again. When it was dawn, Ma and the Crip man got up and washed it neatly. Qin Mu had already prepared breakfast, and the family sat down and ate the meal peacefully. Hu Ling'er ran to help Qin Mu wash dishes. The Crip man stood up and smiled and said, "Mu'er, I and Mr. Ma are not living with you anymore, we're leaving."

Qin Mu quickly dried the water on his hands and said, "I'll give you two grandpas."

Mr. Ma waved his hand and said, "No need. Seeing that you are living well, the cripple and I are at ease. We are old and you can protect yourself."

The cripple still leaned on a crutch, looked at him and smiled, "Old Ma is sad again. Well, come and see us. If you don't see us, he will be sad for two or three days."

Qin Mu followed them and sent them down the mountain all the way, saying, "Master Ma, Lame Grandpa, your arms and legs have just been connected, and you can't try too hard. You have to take care of them for a year or two, and your hands and legs must be practiced frequently to avoid any future troubles."

Mr. Ma nodded.

The lame man sighed and said, "I have been used to one leg for twenty or thirty years. The leg that was cut off suddenly grew back. Is it still unaccustomed to it."

Mr. Ma deeply felt: "I have been disabled for half my life and my hand is back. I always feel that I don't need this hand."

Qin Mu sent them to the front of the mountain gate, and the cripple smiled and said, "Go back, don't send them."

Mr. Ma waved his hand and said, "Remember to go home for the New Year."

"I will definitely go back!"

Qin Muzheng focused his head and watched the two leave.

Mr. Ma and the cripple walked out of the capital. The cripple sighed: "The little baby we picked up back then really grew up. We almost gave him away."

Mr. Ma nodded: "It's almost fortunate that you stole him back."

"This little guy has been taught by us and is not so easy to suffer losses. I am always worried that he will suffer losses outside, so now I can return to the village with confidence..."

When the lame man said this, he suddenly stopped and Ma Ye stopped. The two old men looked at Tujiang in front of him. He saw a middle-aged man standing in the middle of the river on Tujiang's river. His feet were surging, but he did not move at all.

"National Master, is the injury healed?" The cripple raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Master Yankang nodded: "My injuries are healed, where are the injuries of both of you?"

Mr. Ma moved his arms and said in a deep voice: "You can barely fight."

The lame man shook his legs and sighed: "Mu'er said he can't use too much force, but if he wants to fight, I can use one leg. The national teacher was still calm. He heard that we were in the room that day, and even though he knew that I had stole your things, he still chose to retreat. It's really not easy to endure it until now."

Master Yankang said calmly: "My injuries were not healed that day, so I had to give in. Both of them were senior masters, not evil people. Even though they were stealing things just to provide disaster relief. I didn't want to fight with you. As long as you hand over the imperial disc, I let you leave without hurting the harmony."

"Imperial Disc?"

The cripple looked at Ma Ye and smiled and said, "I have studied the Di Di Di for more than 20 years but have not developed any mystery. It doesn't matter if I give it to you, but I've given it to you."

"Did you give it away?"

A group of stars suddenly appeared above Master Yankang's head, and the stars were shaken. He obviously was not calm in his heart: "Who did you give it to?"

"You Zhongsan Doctors of Yankang Country."

The lame man smiled and left side by side with Mr. Ma.

"Doctor Zhongsan?"

Master Yankang was stunned for a moment, looking at the two of them leaving, and did not take action, and said softly: "Is the Emperor's Disc given to him? He dared to accept it? Are you planning to rebel? This Emperor's Disc is a thing given to the founding emperor by God, symbolizing imperial power, and it is said that there is a secret... Should I ask him for it?"

He stood in Jiangxin, pondered for a while, shook his head, and turned around and left: "Imperial power cannot be determined by a single imperial disk. Imperial power depends on the support of the people and has nothing to do with the imperial disk."

The scholar was in the middle, and Qin Mu poured the medicine soup, cleaned the medicine cauldron and the medicine furnace, washed it several times without leaving any stains, and then put it in the sun.

Hu Ling'er also helped clean it. When she saw a jade ring on the table, she said in surprise: "Young Master, those two masters have lost their things!"

Qin Mu leaned over and took a look. Some words on the jade ring were constantly flowing and changing, and they looked familiar, saying, "This is... Grandpa Lark's Emperor's Disc. Most of them were Lark's Emperor's Disc. When the village chief and I went to the darkness of Daxu, Grandpa Lark put this Emperor's Disc on my neck, but it was not useful. What did Grandpa Lark's disc throw the Emperor's Disc here? He has always been picking up things all the way and has never lost anything..."

He shook his head, tied the Emperor's Disc to his jade pendant, and thought to himself, "I'll return it to him after I return to the village." Then he dragged the Dutian Demon King out, opened the belly of the statue, fiddled with it twice, changed the trajectory of the gears, and said, "Devil, you can move now."

The Demon King Du Tian sneered: "I won't move if you play with me. Little bastard, when my true body comes, I will make you worse than death!"

The fox Ling'er stood up and put her claws on her hips: "My young master now has a hundred ways to make you live worse than death!"

Qin Mu said meaningfully: "Ling'er, I said that there are fewer one hundred kinds, how can one hundred kinds be enough?"

The Demon King Du Tian laughed and said, "Little Devil, just use your means. If I am afraid, I will be defeated by the practice of tens of thousands of years."

Qin Mu advised, "Why do you have to? Everyone is a fellow demon, and I am also a demon. If you teach me the language you know, I will let you go, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"Ph!" Du Tian Demon King shouted.

Qin Mu sneered: "I will send you to Qingyang Palace and let Zen Master Faqing recite Buddhist scriptures to you every day. Zen Master Faqing likes to influence the devil the most, and he will definitely enjoy it."

The Demon King Du Tian sneered: "Haha, I am a devil and I want to influence me as well. The Zen Master Faqing you mentioned, let him come and see if he influences me, or I will turn him into a devil!"

Qin Mu hesitated that the demon king of Du Tian was deeply demonic. When Zen Master Faqing came to save him, he would probably be transformed into a demon.

"Young Master, why didn't he turn us into devils?" Fox Ling'er wondered.

The Dutian Demon King was furious and shouted: "Little Fox Demon, do you still need me to turn you into a devil? You are devils! This time I admit defeat, give me some fun!"

Qin Mu shook his head and said softly: "I'm not that kind of person. Ling'er, let him follow you in the future and I will teach you how to control the mechanism here."
Chapter completed!