"Let's go, I'll take you to see the clan leader." Su Yizhen said.
After the old man finished speaking, the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and Ling Chuxi and the two followed Su Yizhen and walked towards the village.
"I'll go too, I'll go too." Jiang Wuhen stuck to him like brown candy. Ling Chuxi and the other two left, and he would only get beaten if he stayed here.
Seeing that the old man didn't say anything, the others didn't take action either. Jiang Wuhen finally escaped again.
"Brother Yan Yu, Brother Yan Yu is back." At this time, someone in the crowd shouted in surprise.
When Ling Chuxi heard the shouting, she turned her head subconsciously and saw a young man appearing at the entrance of the valley, walking towards the valley. He was obviously weak at his feet, staggered and fell to the ground.
"Yan Yu!" The expressions of several old men changed and they flew away towards the young man. The young people also followed and carried the young man back.
"Yan Yu, Brother Yan Yu, how are you?" A group of people gathered around the young man, calling in all directions.
Su Yizhen also turned around and first fed another pill into the young man's mouth. Then with a wave of his hand, several golden needles appeared in his hand and stabbed towards the young man's meridians as fast as lightning. The acupuncture techniques were sequenced, heavy and fast.
Xiangyi is not as full of charm as Ling Chuxi's method of crossing the acupuncture points with golden needles, but there is a kind of returning to nature's beauty in the simplicity, and the accuracy of the needle placement is even better than Ling Chuxi's.
Ling Chuxi secretly admired that with just this acupuncture technique, this old man had extremely high attainments in medical skills.
"Second Grandpa, how is Brother Yan Yu?" A young girl with a healthy and rosy face asked anxiously, her clear eyes without any trace of quality sparkling with tears.
"He was seriously injured and poisoned." Su Yizhen tore open the young man's clothes. On his chest, the bone-deep wound was covered in green, and even the oozing blood turned green, and there were still flashes of blood all around.
Weird scale light.
"Who is so vicious as to do such a cruel thing?" Seeing the wound, several other old men shouted angrily.
"If I guessed correctly, it should be Huashengtang." Jiang Wuhen interrupted.
"Huashengtang? How did you know?" Everyone looked at Jiang Wuhen with unkind expressions.
"We met them on the road and almost died in their hands. If you don't believe me, ask them. I came back this time just to tell you." Jiang Wuhen pointed at Ling Chuxi and the two of them. In fact, we almost died in their hands.
It's just that he has nothing to do with Ling Chuxi, but of course Ling Chuxi didn't stand up to distinguish them so boringly.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Su Yizhen said angrily, but she didn't doubt his words.
"I want to say that the problem is that you didn't give me a chance." Jiang Wuhen said aggrievedly.
"Who asked you to do so many bad things?" The innocent little girl gave Jiang Wuhen a fierce look.
"I just picked some herbs and learned to make elixirs. Who knew you were so stingy." Jiang Wuhen muttered in a low voice.
"It's obviously a steal," the little girl said.
"Pick."
"steal."
"Stop making noise!" Su Yizhen shouted loudly, cut open the young man's wound, sprinkled the powder on it, and then used his fighting spirit to force out the poisonous blood.
The green color on the wound gradually faded, and the poisonous blood forced out returned to its normal bright red color. Su Yizhen's face turned slightly pale, obviously he had suffered a lot of damage.
"Second brother, how is Yanyu?" Another old man asked. None of the others had taken action just now, and they were not aware of Su Yanyu's situation.