Chapter 332

Mo Zhangkuang turned and pushed the stone door behind him. Looking back, he saw song porcelain looking at the stone gate in front of him in shock. He pretended to be mysterious and said, "the secret is behind the door."

After that, don't be arrogant and lead the way ahead.

Song porcelain hesitated a little, but still followed.

Walking into this passage again, the lights are bright. The width of this passage can only hold two people. Song porcelain is lagging behind Mo Zhangkuang and follows his steps through the passage.

Don't open the stone gate at the end of the road and open the chandelier on top of you. While the chandelier is on, countless small lights are also on the wall.

Song porcelain adapted to the light and opened its eyes. When she saw how strange the environment was, her face was suddenly full of shock. "Teacher, what is this place?"

"What does it look like here Don't be arrogant and ask her about it.

Song porcelain said truthfully: "like a cage."

Mo Zhangkuang gave a gentle smile, and he told song porcelain: "what you see is the place where the medicine men were held in Mo's family. It was full of medicine people 200 years ago. Up to now, the medicine man is on the verge of extinction. There is only one medicine man left in the world. "

Song porcelain is listening to the clouds, she pretended to be confused and asked: "what is the medicine man?"

Mo Zhangkuang said: "they are people born with the fragrance of medicine. As they grow up, their fragrance will be hidden. But when they are excited, they will send out the fragrance of medicine again. "

"Such a race, we call it medicine man. Their blood can improve the efficacy of all drugs. Their blood can help the patients who have been ill for a long time to recover their health. Their hearts can make the flesh and white bones live and die! "

"They are treasures all over the body

After hearing Mo Zhangkuang's words, song porcelain's expression was surprised and shocked.

Mo Zhangkuang looked at Song porcelain's reaction. Her reaction was expected by him, even more calm than he thought he would see.

Mo Zhangkuang knew that Song Fei could accept this kind of thing.

Song porcelain slowly calmed down. Looking up at the cages, she suddenly asked a question, "teacher, is this medicine man a medicine or a person?"

Hearing this question, Mo Zhang was in a trance.

For a moment, Mo Zhangkuang thought that time shuttle back to more than 60 years ago. In that year, he was 16 years old, his brother Mo Qingkuang was 18 years old, and Mo laughing maniac was 19 years old.

That day, the head of the Mo family, their father, took the three of them to Houshan. It was the first time that Mo Zhangkuang saw the medicine man.

At that time, after knowing the existence of the medicine man, Mo Zhangkuang felt very magical. To this room, Mo Zhangkuang saw the medicine man and felt very excited.

And Mo xiaomanian was also a little curious. He and Mo xiaomanian looked around the medicine man to see how the medicine man was different from ordinary people.

Is looking at the focus, heard brother Mo frivolously asked in a low voice: "father, this medicine man, in the end is a person, or medicine?"

When my father heard this question, he looked at Mo Qingkuang with a smile. The father said, "it's medicine."

Mo was staring at the two medicine men. He stepped forward and touched the wrist of the young medicine man, as if feeling pulse.

Mo Qingkuang released the medicine man's hand, squatted in front of the medicine man, staring at his beautiful face. He said: "they are human like us, with heartbeat, can think, know fear and pain."

Don't look back at his father, his eyes are cold. "In this way, you still tell me, they are medicine?"

At that time, his father's face was a little too much to hang, so he sank his face and scolded Mo Qingkuang, "you are still young and don't know the importance of medicine man. When you grow up, you won't think so."

When Mo Qingkuang saw the medicine man for the first time, he was disgusted with the practice of the Mo nationality. The conversation on that day also laid a disaster for Mo Qingkuang to release the medicine man in the future.

More than 60 years later, hearing this similar problem again, Mo Zhangkuang squeezed his hand.

"Teacher? Is that a difficult question to answer? "

Mo Zhangkuang takes back his body from the memory and looks at Song porcelain.

Looking at the young disciple's clean and beautiful face, Mo said: "they are human beings."

Can't be human. The medicine man is not medicine. They are human.

Hearing this answer, song porcelain was quite surprised. She thought Mo Zhangkuang would deny the fact that the medicine man was human.

Song porcelain's face was colder and more smelly, "teacher, since you are human beings, you are committing a crime by doing so."

Mo Zhangkuang was a little excited. He said excitedly: "we are committing crimes, but we are also seeking for the welfare of society! Do you know how many of the medicines you have made will be useful to our society after taking them again? "

"But everyone's life is life, teacher. It's unfair to them to do so."

Mo Zhangkuang said: "this is great love, Song Fei. As the young master of Mo family, you should understand and must understand!"

Song Fei took a deep breath and stopped speaking.If medical skills do not reach home, they can only go astray. This is not called great love, it is called no love!

"So the medicinal material in Fengchun pill is not the heart of any animal, but the heart of medicine man." Song porcelain showed some disgusting expression, as if to vomit out.

Mo Zhang frantically patted her on the back and said, "it's good to get used to it."

Song porcelain did not speak again.

Know oneself this little apprentice is a high cold face, don't be arrogant also don't care with her. "Let me show you, the last medicine man in the world!"

With that, Mo Zhangkuang took song porcelain to the stairs, went up the second floor, walked through the usual corridor, and stopped at the door of a small compartment on the left.

Nangong Yingying is very old. Song porcelain can't see Nangong Yingying's face clearly because she lowers her head. But Nangong Yingying's body shape is very rickets, her feet are locked by chains, people sitting on a stone platform, is dozing off.

"Yingying." Mo called out to her.

After hearing Mo Zhangkuang's address to Nangong Yingying, song porcelain was surprised.

What's going on?

Nangong Yingying is old and mentally ill. She dozes off most of the day. Hearing the sound, Nangong Yingying slowly raised her head.

Because she has been imprisoned in this cage all her life, Nangong Yingying's skin is pale to morbid, and her hair is black. Her face was full of wrinkles, even her eyelids drooped, and her two cloudy brown eyes always made people feel nervous.

At the sight of Mo Zhangkuang, Nangong Yingying's mouth subconsciously evokes a mocking smile. But when she noticed that Nangong Yingying was standing beside a delicate and aloof young woman, her expression froze for a moment.

Granddaughter?

Nangong Yingying is surprised.

How can this girl stand with Mo Zhangkuang?

Nangong Yingying pretends not to know song porcelain. She sneers and asks Mo Zhangkuang: "is this your granddaughter?" Nangong Yingying has always known that Mo Zhangkuang has a granddaughter named Mo Fengying. The last time she met, Mo Fengying was only 12 years old.

So to see a young woman and Mo Zhangkuang appear together, Nangong Yingying thinks she is mo Fengying.

Mo Zhangkuang shook his head and said, "this is my little disciple. His name is Song Fei. Song Fei, come and have a closer look. This is Nangong Yingying, the medicine man. You can call her mother-in-law. "

Song porcelain came closer and looked at Nangong Yingying through the fence. Like a curious child, she asked Mo Zhangkuang, "can I go in and see her?"

Mo Zhangkuang did not refuse, nodded to allow.

The door of the compartment is not locked. After all, Nangong Yingying's legs are bound with iron chains, so she can't escape.

Song porcelain enters the small room and squats down in front of Nangong Yingying.

Looking at Nangong Yingying's face at such a close distance, song porcelain found that his father's eyes actually looked like Grandma's, both inner pairs, and his eyes were very beautiful hazel colored pupils.

Nangong Yingying greedily looks at Song Fei. This may be the time when she is closest to her relatives in her life. She enjoys every moment of the moment.

When they met, they couldn't embrace each other or tell each other's feelings. They just looked at each other quietly. Soon, Nangong Yingying's eyes filled with tears.

Song porcelain wiped off Nangong Yingying's tears with her hand, and then stroked Nangong Yingying's cheek in front of Mo Zhangkuang's face.

Mo Zhangkuang thought that song porcelain was observing the difference between medicine people and normal people, which was very popular.

Song porcelain gently holding Nangong Yingying's chin, carrying Mo Zhangkuang on his back, called out to Nangong Yingying with lip language: "grandma."

Nangong Yingying saw song porcelain's lip language clearly. Her lips choked and almost cried. But Nangong Yingying was very tolerant, and she soon held back her tears.

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