The medicine monk put his hands on his waist and puffed up his chest proudly, as if asking - am I fierce?
"sharp."
Qin Shiming nodded heavily. He went to look at the hole. It was about the size of a dollar coin. The hole was round and there were no traces of flames. On this point, Qin Shiming was convinced.
If I had learned this trick, I would not have had to carry a gun when I went to the battlefield. I would have saved a bullet and thrown a fireball over, killing everyone. This would have saved the government so much money on ammunition.
"Want to learn?"
"think."
"Kowtow, become my disciple, and then give you two, no, three powerful diamond pills."
The medicine monk suddenly became very generous.
"kowtow?"
"If he kowtows to you, can you bear it?"
At this moment, a figure flashed across the door.
Dragon Gate Saint!
"Holy girl, what do you mean by this?" Monk Yao frowned slightly. He was very angry, but he did not dare to get angry at the holy girl.
The Holy Girl is one of the three deputy sect masters of Longmen. She does not participate in any affairs of Longmen and does not care about anyone's life or death. Longmen has to send someone to take care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation. This person is Li Xiaoyun.
But the Saint is the most powerful person in the Dragon Gate besides the sect leader. Neither Xing Tian nor Yao Monk can be her opponent.
"I said, can you bear it if he kneels down for you?"
"Are you worthy?"
The Saint was not frightened at all, she walked lightly into the small courtyard with her lotus steps, and stared at the Medicine Monk with her cold eyes.
"..."
The medicine monk opened his mouth and wanted to retort, but in the end he was stunned without letting out a fart. He even avoided the saint's gaze and looked away with a guilty conscience.
"senior."
Qin Shiming turned around and bowed his head to say hello to the Saint. He had a good feeling about the Saint. Firstly, the Saint told him a lot about the Qin family. Secondly, because the Saint had a relationship with his grandfather, so...
Extremely kind.
"Go sit at my place for a while."
Facing Qin Shiming, the saint had a smile on her face, as if she saw the shadow of the person many years ago again. Her smile was sweet and warm.
"yes."
Qin Shiming couldn't refuse.
"Follow me."
However, the saint took two steps, then suddenly turned back, and the medicine-preparing monk stretched out his hand.
"What?"
The medicine monk was puzzled.
"Give me whatever he wants. If he doesn't give it, I will tear down your house."
The saint's voice was calm, but sounded extremely domineering.
"..."
The medicine monk was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. Finally, under the threat of the saint's eyes, he felt aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law, took out a white porcelain bottle and handed it to the saint's hand.
"You know what I mean."
Without saying a word, the saint led Qin Shiming away, chatting while walking.
"Bullshit fire control skills are all deceptive tricks and have no real use. In ancient martial arts practice, realm is the most important and strength is the most important. In the face of absolute strength, all bells and whistles are useless..."
The medicine monk could hear clearly from behind, his old face could not be darker.
"If I hadn't seen you as a female benefactor, I would have fought with you!"
We could only wait for the saint, Qin Shiming was far away and out of sight, and then the medicine monk dared to mutter a few words to satisfy his craving.
"Hey, sect master, sect master, when will you come back to treat her..."
With a long sigh, the medicine monk returned to the side room and continued tinkering and tossing.
The saint led Qin Shiming around Yao Monk and Xingtian's small courtyard, and walked all the way to the back. Finally, Qin Shiming discovered that the saint's residence was actually behind the nine-story demon tower.
The yard is not big, much smaller than that of Yao Monk. There are only three rooms. There are many flowers planted in the yard and two chickens are raised.
"Do you have many things you want to ask me?"
Facing Qin Shiming, the saint's face showed warmth, tenderness, and a bit of kindness.
The dignified saint actually took the initiative to pour tea for Qin Shiming, and the two sat facing each other in a harmonious and harmonious atmosphere.
"yes."
Qin Shiming nodded, "Senior, I want to know..."
"Why don't you call me aunt? It's not appropriate to call me grandma, but calling me aunt is fine." The saint interrupted Qin Shiming.
"aunt?"
Qin Shiming was a little confused. Are you looking for Guo'er?
But Qin Shiming couldn't refuse. Who made his grandfather abandon the saint? According to seniority, it is appropriate to call her aunt, let alone aunt.
However, my aunt sounds obviously younger.
"Yes, aunt."
"aunt."
Qin Shiming said: "Can you tell me, what happened to my grandfather, no, it should be our Qin family? A few days ago, a guy named Qin Shanhai came to me and said that I have to call him uncle. This
What happened again?"
The word "aunt" brought the relationship closer between the two. Qin Shiming thought that if he called her so kindly, the saint would tell him the truth.
"Qin Shanhai is indeed your grandfather's biological son."
The saint murmured: "Your father is also your grandfather's biological son, but Qin Shanhai and your father are not biological brothers. Do you understand now?"
"My grandfather married at least two wives?"
Qin Shiming blurted out, but catching the disappointment in the saint's eyes, he felt that he had said too much.
"right."
The saint nodded, with a hint of sadness in her brows.
He married two wives, but she never caught up with either of them.
"Aunt, then, why did Qin Shanhai kill my eldest brother and sister-in-law, and why did he take away my father and my second uncle? He wanted to take me away a few days ago. Why on earth was this?"
"What secrets does our Qin family hide?"
Qin Shiming thought that calling him aunt was not in vain. You must reveal something to me.
"Because Qin Shanhai needs your blood."
The saint looked at Qin Shiming deeply and suddenly sighed, "Since you have entered the Dragon Gate and no longer have to worry about your life, I should talk to you about some things."
When Qin Shiming heard this, he immediately sat up straight and his ears stood up.
"The Qin Shanhai lineage wants to resurrect Qin Zulong, and the Qin family wants to rule the world again and achieve eternal hegemony. The condition for resurrection is to use the blood of your Qin family to awaken Qin Zulong."
"So, they are not going to kill your eldest brother, they are going to kill all the descendants who have the blood of the ancestral dragon."
"I think your father was willing to be controlled by Qin Shanhai in order to protect you and your brothers and sisters."
"But you don't have to worry. According to our investigation, your father should have made arrangements and left a backup plan. Otherwise, given your strength, I'm afraid you would have been blood sacrificed long ago."
"Backhand?"
Qin Shiming subconsciously thought of his master Li Chengfeng and the crazy Taoist priests in Fengyang Mountain. Could they be the back-end arranged by his father?
"I don't know the specifics. I can only ask your father himself. What I can tell you is that much."
The saint looked at Qin Shiming and said: "My child, you have to walk your own path in the future. I can't help you much now. Do you want me to kill Yang Fan for you?"
"Ah? Kill him?"
Qin Shiming was shocked. The saint looked very quiet and gentle, like a fairy. How could she not even blink when it came to killing people?