"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this kid is over, no help, mute girl, why don't you change a lover? This is really dead."

In front of a sick bed, an old Taoist turned his head and patted the dazed and mute girl with a sincere look on her face:

"The gods can't save them even if they come, I said!"

"Hehe." The fox and white fur girl next to her pulled the corners of her mouth and looked at the junior sister beside her.

Zhao Qingxiu stood silently.

It was just a sunny afternoon, and there were three people standing in front of Ouyang Rong's sickbed in Sanhui Hospital.

Zhao Qingxiu, candle in the snow.

There is also a strange old man.

The old Taoist priest has a childish face. It was the hot summer day, but she was wearing a black feathered crane fur, covering her body tightly, revealing only a shriveled head.

He wore a Hunyuan Scarf hat, and his silver hair was combed meticulously and cleanly reflectively.

Gorgeously cleanly.

But if he was like Zhao Qingxiu and Xue Zhongzhu, two Yue girls, who looked around him, he would immediately find that the old Taoist priest's neck was covered with rotten and poisonous sores.

It can be imagined that under this whole set of crane buckles, there are poisonous sores.

But when I approached this strange old Taoist, I couldn't smell any rotten smell, but instead had a faint smell of medicine.

It has a clean appearance, a toxic sore inside, and a clear contrast.

Not long ago, Xue Zhongzhu hurried back to Sanhuiyuan with her crane flask and Qiu.

The old Taoist Huo did not take his pulse, put his hands in his sleeves, and simply glanced at the familiar stinky boy on the sickbed. He turned his head and said something, but he was not polite at all, focusing on speed and sincerity.

But this sincerity made Zhao Qingxiu, who was taking care of her day and night, look as if she was stunned.

"What did you say when you hear the genius doctor's hand?" Xue Zhongzhu closed her eyes and said word by word: "Seventh Junior Sister, don't waste any more effort."

"The Master of the Magic Doctor?" Before Zhao Qingxiu could speak, the old Taoist, who was so arrogant that he sucked his breath and rubbed his hands:

"It's rare for the great lady to praise people like this. How can you be so embarrassed? There are thousands of doctors in the north and south of the world. Alas, the word "saint" is too famous. Wherever you are, how can I be a useless person? How dare you be a "sincere"?"

The old Taoist Huo showed an embarrassed smile on his face, his mouth was humble, he paused and added happily: "But in gynecology, I am a little successful, but I can be called a saint."

Xue Zhongzhu opened her eyes and said coldly: "The bull's nose is looking for death? Do you want to be imprisoned for another twenty years?"

"..." The old Taoist, the crane buckles and fur, sneered.

I saw Zhao Qingxiu beside me opening her mouth to hold her sleeve again, but Zhun in the snow suddenly shook her sleeve.

"The surname of Sun is left to persuade Junior Sister Seven." She left a word and left coldly.

Only Zhao Qingxiu and the old Taoist priest surnamed Sun remained in the house.

"You mute girl, why are you looking at me? I thought that those words were said by your senior sister?"

Old Monster Sun sneered and said very hard: "I will be in my place under someone else's roof. No one in this world can control my mouth!"

Zhao Qingxiu lifted the corner of the quilt, picked up Ouyang Rong's right wrist, handed it to Old Monster Sun from the air, and looked at him with a eager look.

The corners of the old monster Sun's mouth twitched and shouted, "I'm going to take my fart pulse, do you understand if you look at it and ask? You can tell the terminal illness at a glance. What's the point of taking the pulse?"

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head.

"If you don't understand, don't teach me how to do things. Taking the pulse is something that a common doctor does. Mute girl, why do you care about him so much?"

Old Monster Sun looked at Zhao Qingxiu's lost face and paused, unable to help but say:

"Last time I made an exception and saved him, and kindly asked him if he wanted a wife. He didn't care. Why do you still care about him? I silly put it on."

“Ahhh…”

"What? You said he didn't know you were?"

Old Monster Sun sneered:

"Ha, mute girl, I tell you that in this world, any thing you give is discounted or depreciated, no matter how precious it is, it will be discounted and depreciated.

"Especially the love between men and women, can you guarantee that even if he knows, he will cherish you? At that time, it will be just a moment of touching and enthusiasm. You look at your heart and soul and not to be jealous of death, exposing the bottom line. The further you go to the back, the more you will become stronger, and you will be more at ease. You will even hate you for not being able to pay it back.

"So what if you are more virgin? So what if you are in the future "Yuanjun" in Yunmeng Jianze, you will eventually become worthless and even be stepped on by your feet. This is an aberrant and deformed love.

"What? You said that these were all given by you voluntarily. When you gave them, you never thought that he would return them? And they would disappear quietly and not let him know?

"No, you are no longer stubborn, why are you so stupid? If you ask him for something, the man may respect you. You don't want anything. You are... you are so angry!"

For some reason, Old Monster Sun was deeply immersed in it and regretted that he would not be able to make steel.

"Ahhh." Zhao Qingxiu opened her mouth and her little face was ecstatic.

"No, you girl, why are you staring at me again? Are you curious why I understand so much? Do you care why I understand so much!"

The old monster Sun, who was covered in poisonous sores, seemed to be a cat with a tail trampled on. He suddenly burst into fur. After a while of anger, he suddenly calmed down and turned his head:

"Listen to others and have a full meal. Do you like to listen to it? Anyway, this brat is helpless and he will be finished at first sight.

"Let's go, go back to Yunmengze with your senior sister. I haven't finished playing the chess of my old inmate in the water prison and my old inmate yet. Go back quickly to prevent the old guy from stealing my chess piece. Humph, don't let me catch it..."

Just then, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the yard outside.

Xie Lingjiang, who had not seen him for many days, rushed back and walked into the house.

When she saw a strange old Taoist dressed up in the house, she was slightly stunned.

Zhao Qingxiu stood up in surprise, pointed at Old Monster Sun, and introduced it for a while. Xie Lingjiang seemed to understand but not understand, and tilted his head slightly: "Is this the miracle doctor brought by the great lady?"

Zhao Qingxiu nodded, and the old monster Sun suddenly became serious, with a solemn face and a single palm of his hand:

"Blessings bring great blessings to the infinite Heavenly Lord, and their incredible merits."

"Oh, I can't afford the word "miracle doctor." Old Monster Sun shook his head, pointed to the sickbed behind, and said regretfully: "I am absent-minded and incompetent."

Xie Lingjiang frowned, thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun? Is your priest of Gezaoshan?"

This is common sense in the martial arts world. As for the Three Qing Dao Sects in the South, Taoist priests from different mountain gates have different Taoist entitles. Taoist priests who speak "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun" are usually Taoist priests on the Gezao Mountain who walk at the foot of the mountain and save the world.

Old Monster Sun smiled and said nothing, as if he had agreed, and said with a regretful tone: "Oh, I have no skills with my master. Girls, please ask for another wise man."

Xie Lingjiang looked at him sideways for a long time.

At this moment, two figures appeared again outside the door.

"Thank you for your request, fellow Taoist."

"Please, Taoist priest."

I saw a gentle middle-aged Confucian scholar and an old Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown walk into the house together.

It was Xie Xun, who was the Taoist Master Chongxuzi, who was of great seniority in Gezao Mountain.

I should have been reminiscing about the past just now.

"The blessings of the infinite Heavenly Lord are of incredible merits." As soon as Chong Xuzi entered the house, he bent down slightly, shook the whisk, and bowed to everyone in the house.

Old Monster Sun's face changed slightly.

Xie Lingjiang asked curiously: "Your Excellency, Senior Chong Xuzi is also a Taoist priest from Zaoshan, Yuqing Pavilion. He is from the same school as your teacher and has excellent medical skills. Do you know each other?"

Chong Xuzi couldn't help but turn his head:

"Which peak of Gezao Mountain, you are from? What is the word "Three Mountains Drop Blood Generation"? I have lived in Gezao Mountain for a long time. I may not recognize the younger generation, but I am familiar with the older generation of Yuqing Taoist priests. Why do you think you are a little jealous? How long have you not returned to the mountain?"

The corners of the old monster Sun twitched slightly, looking at his eyes, nose, and heart without saying a word.

It seems like Zhao Qingxiu beside him, he is both mute.

Chong Xuzi, Xie Lingjiang, and Xie Xun couldn't help but look at this strange old Taoist.

Xie Lingjiang shook his head, looked back, and started today's business:

"Miss Qingxiu, it happens that I also know a miracle doctor, this Taoist Master Chong Xuzi from Gezao Mountain. Maybe he can save the eldest brother. Please let me go with this... Well, the magic doctor, please let Senior Chong Xuzi take the pulse for the eldest brother."

"Yeah!"

Zhao Qingxiu's eyes were bright and she nodded quickly.

When Old Monster Sun heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The two left the sickbed.

"Senior Chongxu, please." Xie Lingjiang pointed sideways.

Chong Xuzi nodded and walked forward. When he passed by the old monster Sun, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the quaint Hunyuan scarf worn by the latter, and asked:

"You are a fellow Taoist from the Guandao Sect of Zhongnan Mountain Tower?"

Old Monster Sun waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go and go, treat the disease, why do you care about so many other things?"

Looking at the strange-tempered old Taoist, Xie Lingjiang frowned slightly, and Zhao Qingxiu gently pulled the sleeve of the old monster Sun and pulled it to the outer room.

He smiled at Xuzi, as if he was interesting and not angry.

He walked straight to the sickbed and sat down, grabbed Ouyang Rong's right wrist, and while quietly taking the vein, the old Taoist priest squinted his eyes and looked at the scene outside the window, as if he was in a daze.

Shaoqing frowned and his face became more and more serious.
To be continued...