"Thank you for saving your life."

At this time, the white-haired old man had already woken up, climbed up from the hole, and sincerely thanked Xia Tian. Just now, he suddenly went crazy without warning, and the zhenqi in his body ran away uncontrollably. If Xia Tian hadn't given him an injection in time to release the violent zhenqi in his body, he would probably have been with him by now. Mo Shouxuan almost

, was blown to pieces of flesh and blood all over the floor.

"Ah, grandpa Shizu, are you alright?" The little Taoist nun Nianxin saw the white-haired old man, immediately called out, rushed over, and supported him.

"It's okay." The white-haired old man smiled and patted Nianxin's head, "You are a good boy, as good as your parents. You have worked hard all these years."

The little nun Nianxin was fine at first, but she couldn't help crying when she heard this, she didn't know if it was a grievance or something else.

Ning Ruirui looked at the white-haired old man and the little Taoist nun Nian Xin suspiciously, always feeling that there was something in the old man's words, as if he was hiding some secret.

"Three, I just lost most of my old bones, and I'm a little tired now." The white-haired old man raised his waist with some difficulty, and said with a wry smile: "Please come into the hall to talk, three, some things I also want to have a good chat with the three of you."

"Grandpa Shizu, here outside..." At this time, the little Taoist nun Nianxin pointed to the mess all over the floor with a little delay.

"Those people are planning in every possible way, and they will definitely not leave so many traces." The white-haired old man said lightly: "So don't worry about it, someone will naturally clean up the mess."

The little Taoist nun nodded half-understanding, "Oh."

Ning Ruirui has indeed developed a strong interest in this concept of peace of mind, and also has a lot of doubts, so she nodded. Both Xia Tian and Shi Chun had indifferent expressions on their faces, they just followed Ning Ruirui into the lobby. "Thank you again for the life-saving grace of the three of you, and at the same time saved the concept of peace of mind, so that the inheritance will not be broken." Entering the lobby, after the white-haired old man took his seat, he expressed his gratitude to Xia Tian and the three of them, "Since thirty years ago, After the thief was injured, did not

It is also a blessing to think that I, Qiu Jianji, will recover my sobriety one day. "

Ning Ruirui couldn't help but said: "Listen to Mr. Qiu, isn't this Mo Shouxuan your apprentice?"

"Of course not. I, Qiu Jianji, was a wise man, how could I have such a stupid and nasty apprentice." The white-haired old man sneered at Mo Shouxuan in words, with an attitude of extreme disdain.

Xia Tian said with a smile: "Then you still fell into his trick thirty years ago, which fully shows that you are stupid than him." The old man didn't mind Xia Tian's verbal offense, and after laughing out loud, he suddenly remembered something, "Oh, I'm so rude, I haven't asked the names of the three benefactors yet.

. "

Ning Ruirui raised her eyes to look at the white-haired old man, thinking to herself that this old man is still a little unconscious, and his speech is a bit incoherent.

"Don't talk, I'll introduce you." Shi Chun put his hands together, blocked Ning Ruirui and Xia Tian's conversation, and said with a smile: "My name is Shi Chun, the stone of the stone, the pure and flawless."

Then he pointed to Ning Ruirui and said, "This is Ning Ruirui, a very famous sports star in the world."

Then pointed to Xia Tian: "He is my brother-in-law, named Xia Tian, ​​summer in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the number one sky in the world."

"Okay, the introduction is over." Shi Chun smiled and clapped his hands, with an expression of waiting for praise.

Ning Ruirui and Xia Tian looked at each other, speechless at Shi Chun's move.

"So it's Miss Ning, Miss Shi, and Mr. Xia. You're being polite." The white-haired old man saluted the three of them very respectfully, "Thank you very much again."

"Don't keep thanking people who come and thank you, it's a waste of time." Xia Tian yawned lazily, "If you have something to say, if it's nothing, then we'll leave."

The white-haired old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia, don't worry, the old Taoist really has something to tell you, and I would like to ask you to do the old Taoist a favor."

Xia Tian pouted, noncommittal.

"Old Qiu, let's talk about that Mo Shouxuan first." Ning Ruirui couldn't help asking at this moment. "If you want to talk about this person, you have to start talking about it thirty years ago." Hearing Ning Ruirui's question, the white-haired old man couldn't help but fell into memory, "You also know that Zhongnan Mountain has been a hermit since ancient times. The grand place, when the number of people is the largest, the whole

In the end, there are nearly tens of thousands of hermits in Nanshan. "

"A hermit, do you mean a cultivator?" Shi Chun asked innocently. The white-haired old man hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Not necessarily. Hermits just want to live away from the world, far away from the city, and be close to the mountains and the breeze. The practice is only incidental. After all, if it is true, nothing will happen. Can do, people can

crazy. "

"However, Zhongnan Mountain doesn't seem to be very big, with tens of thousands of people living there, it's almost like a town." Shi Chun was still a little puzzled, "Combined with the development of tourism, it doesn't seem to be much quieter. "

"Yes, it is also because of these reasons that many people have gone down the mountain." The white-haired old man said with emotion: "But the real reason for the sharp reduction of the number of hermits to less than 5,000 is because of the incident thirty years ago."

Ning Ruirui was curious, and couldn't help asking: "What happened?" "Thirty years ago, for some reason, a strange madness suddenly spread among the hermits on the mountain." When the white-haired old man talked about it, , and his brows were all furrowed, obviously after thirty years, he still couldn't let go of the matter, "In people who are sick, the true energy in the body will go berserk uncontrollably. My meridian ruptured and died. At that time, the old Taoist was fairly well-known in Zhongnan Mountain, and many hermits found me, but the old Taoist was not a good doctor.

Help them channel their true energy and temporarily suppress their illness. "

"I haven't talked about that Mo Shouxuan yet." Shi Chun listened with gusto while expressing his own opinion, "Also, why didn't you see a doctor when you got sick?"

"It's almost there." The white-haired old man chuckled twice, and said lightly: "At that time, the old man really wanted to invite the three most famous doctors in the Jianghu, but the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo was in the southwestern Miaodi at that time, far away. Water cannot put out a near fire."

"Ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo?" Shi Chun turned to look at Xia Tian, ​​"Brother-in-law, isn't this your master?"

The white-haired old man became suspicious: "You are actually a disciple of the ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo?"

Xia Tian nodded: "The ghost doctor Zhang Mingtuo is indeed my master."

"Sure enough, a famous teacher produces an excellent apprentice." The white-haired old man said with some emotion: "Just now I saw your acupuncture method for relieving the old man from madness. It is indeed incomparably ingenious."

Xia Tian casually said: "I learned the acupuncture technique by myself, it has nothing to do with Master."

"Then Mr. Xia is better than blue." The white-haired old man couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"What happened later?" Ning Ruirui wanted to continue listening to the story, so she couldn't help asking.

The white-haired old man also remembered that the matter was just halfway through, so he continued: "Later, I had to find another famous doctor, but the heavenly doctor Xiao Yi disappeared, and there was only one demon doctor Mo Wenyao left. He is in Chang'an City."

"Don't ask about medicine?" Shi Chun heard the name, and said immediately: "What is his relationship with this Mo Shouxuan?"

The white-haired old man replied slowly: "The relationship between grandparents and grandchildren. When the old Taoist found Mo Wenyao, he was already dying of illness, but he still agreed to make a doctor's visit. The condition is that I must accept his grandson as a closed disciple." .”

"No way, isn't he a demon doctor? Why is he so sick that he's about to die?" Shi Chun couldn't understand, "You still believe that he can cure your illness?" "The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Besides, don't ask about the medicine because Shouyuan has arrived, and he himself knows that there is no cure. In order to solve the hermit's madness, the old Taoist agreed to his request. After that, he arrived at the end of the day.

Nanshan has indeed solved the madness of the hermit. "

Ning Ruirui looked puzzled: "Since it's all resolved, why do you still..." "This is why Mo Wenyao is called a demon doctor." The white-haired old man said regretfully. Said: "The demon doctor is probably afraid that after his own death, the old man will break his promise, so he left a hidden danger in all the sick people. Our

Those who have suffered from madness can only rely on their Mo family's unique secret medicine to ensure that their madness will not recur. "

"This kind of person is not qualified to be a doctor at all." Xia Tian curled his lips in disdain, "My great master said that as a doctor, you must cure the disease to the end, and the grievances can be resolved after the treatment." The white-haired old man Not without regret, he said: "For thirty years, those of us who have suffered from madness have been threatened by Mo Shouxuan. If we don't obey, we will stop supplying medicine. After that, the old Taoist decided not to be threatened by him. , he locked me in the backyard to prevent

Stop me from committing suicide. "

"Then what is this Mo Shouxuan trying to do?" Ning Ruirui was a little puzzled, "Mo Wenyao manipulated you to save his life. But why did he control you for so long? "

"What else can it be for? Naturally, it is for immortality." The white-haired old man sighed three times, shook his head with a wry smile.

Xia Tian said with a smile at this time: "It seems that you have all been fooled. Don't even think about the madness, it was released by Mo Wenyao. The series of things after that are actually to achieve one goal, which is to live forever."

The white-haired old man nodded: "That's right, the old Taoist also has such doubts in his heart, but now that Mo Shouxuan is dead, it can no longer be confirmed." There must be other forces." Ning Ruirui came to her own judgment after a little thought, "Perhaps this so-called Yinxian Conference is just these people who are making trouble.

Affection. "You guessed right, but it's too late." "At this time, there was an extra person in the lobby, and he said with a sinister smile: "Because you are going to die soon. "