Luo Yunhao was very anxious at this time, and he had no choice but to come to see the ghost hand doctor this time.
After being injured by Lin Feng in the Fengshan Mountains, Luo Yunhao was not seriously injured, but was slightly affected by the sword energy of Lin Feng's sword Po Shuangtian.
But even so, the coldness on his body also cost natural materials and earthly treasures such as fire pattern grass, and it would take three to five days to recover.
We should have rushed to look for the ghost hand immediately, but after sending people to explore the place, we didn't see the ghost hand for three or four days in a row.
It was not until today that one of his subordinates reported seeing three people coming to this bamboo house, so Luo Yunhao immediately took Yan Nanshan to look for the ghost hand.
It wasn't that he was impatient, but that Yan Nanshan, who had resisted Lin Feng's sword head-on, almost had his arms disabled, and there was a strange and extremely cold air that was constantly eroding the meridians in his body.
Yan Nanshan was the helper Luo Yunhao hired. These days, he was required to pay for medical bills. Just keeping Yan Nanshan's injuries from spreading had already cost Luo Yunhao less than half of his family wealth.
Luo Yunhao thought to himself that if he couldn't find a ghost-hand doctor again, even if he was saddled with a killer, he would have no choice but to give up on Yan Nanshan.
But at this moment, when she heard Shen Lianjing's voice inside, she was overjoyed: "Old Yan, your hands are saved."
A smile barely appeared on Yan Nanshan's pale face, and he walked into the courtyard impatiently.
After the group of people entered the yard one after another, they saw Lin Feng standing in the yard. Luo Yunhao's expression suddenly changed. Why is this murderer here!
Yan Nanshan's face, which originally had a hint of smile, turned dark, and his hands could not help but tremble a little. Even though many days had passed, he would still recall the horror of that sword.
I originally thought that my Ziyun Sword, which was a top-grade treasure, was chopped into pieces with just one sword, and I felt extremely distressed.
Thinking about it now, fortunately it was the knife that was chopped into pieces, not his hand. Without the Ziyun Knife's sacrifice, I'm afraid everyone else would be dead.
"Hi, everyone, long time no see. How are you doing?" Lin Feng saw everyone embarrassed in the courtyard, so he thought for a while and decided to speak first.
As soon as these words came out, Luo Yunhao's face twitched, okay? What a hammer. If it weren't for you, he had already obtained the Fiery Gold-loving Grass, and he would never have gotten into such a bad thing.
But the situation is stronger than the people. Don't look at the four or five big men around Luo Yunhao at this time, but Lin Feng is a ruthless person who can even kill the master of the Kuangdao Sect. They are the weak ones.
At the moment, Luo Yunhao could only force out an ugly smile: "This young hero, we met again. He is doing well recently. He is just a little sick. I want to see the ghost hand doctor. Didn't I delay you?"
Yan Nanshan listened on the sidelines and cursed in his heart, what is a minor illness? He is almost losing consciousness in both arms now. You call this a minor illness, why don't you just talk about old times and get down to business!
But just as Yan Nanshan took a step to enter the bamboo house, he saw Lin Feng suddenly took half a step towards the door of the bamboo house and blocked the door.
"Sorry, first come, first served." Lin Feng said with a smile, his harmless appearance was very much like the big brother next door, but the spirit sword he took out at some point was exuding a bit of cold air.
Just kidding, when had Lin Feng ever been so kind? What's more, these people are still enemies, and the debt for hurting Bai Huang in the Fengshan Mountains has not yet been settled.
At this time, I was still thinking of finding the ghost-hand doctor first, but it was completely impossible. Just one person and one sword, Luo Yunhao and Yan Nanshan felt like they were facing a powerful enemy, and the several guards behind them even pulled out the long swords in their hands.
For a moment, a tense atmosphere filled the scene.
"Brother, who are they?" At this time, Lin Qi's weak voice suddenly sounded, behind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Lin Qi behind him from the corner of his eye. He saw that Lin Qi's face was strangely red, and her forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat.
The lips were so white that it was a bit frightening. Lin Feng suddenly felt confused. Then he looked at Luo Yunhao and others in the field. He clenched the spiritual sword in his hand and sword energy gushed out.
A three-foot sword sword suddenly swept out. The sword sword was as fast as lightning and thunder. Everyone felt their eyes light up. When they opened their eyes, a gap half a foot deep and several fingers wide suddenly appeared in the field.
"Anyone who dares to cross this line will die!" Lin Feng then picked up Lin Qi and stepped out into the bamboo house.
Yan Nanshan had a complicated look on his face: "Why does this person appear here? His cultivation seems to be a bit stronger!"
Looking at the sword marks in the scene, the cold air on his body seemed to be aroused by the sword marks. The cold air that had been suppressed started to stir in his body again.
With a groan, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Yan Nanshan's mouth: "Back off, let's exit this small courtyard and wait!"
It wasn't that Yan Nanshan wanted to wait. In his opinion, Luo Yunhao was just a prodigal son who pretended to be powerful. If not, he wouldn't have dared to take action in the Fengshan Mountains.
Luo Yunhao obviously accepted this choice, but he still had to pretend to be embarrassed to save face. After all, there were still four subordinates watching, who were accustomed to winning people's hearts.
And the four guards really looked like they were in a state of complete confusion.
So everyone returned to the starting point and started waiting outside the courtyard.
It should be said that Lin Feng was extremely anxious at this time. Holding Lin Qi, he felt that her body was extremely hot. It was exactly the same as the situation in the village at that time, and the heat was even getting worse.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw Shen Lianjing with her legs crossed, leisurely drinking tea and eating melon seeds in front of the table.
When I heard someone pushing the door open, I said without looking at the person: "I treat illnesses and save people, but there are rules. There are three medical treatments and three non-medical treatments..."
But before Shen Lianjing could continue, Lin Feng put Lin Qi on the bed in the bamboo house and shouted: "Stop being so nagging, come and see what's wrong with my sister!"
When Shen Lianjing heard Lin Feng's voice, her calm demeanor suddenly collapsed, and she muttered: "Oh, here we come."
When she came to the bedside, Shen Lianjing glanced at Lin Qi, her expression changed, and her originally casual attitude immediately became a bit more serious.
"Get out of the way, don't get in the way." Shen Lianjing pushed Lin Feng away and sat down by the bed. Her fair hand reached out and rested on Lin Qi's wrist.
Lin Feng was pushed, but he was not angry. He could see that Shen Lianjing really cared about Lin Qi, and there was no way he could fake that attitude.
It seems that although this ghost hand is usually careless and careless, it does seem to have some strength at this time.
Shen Lianjing's brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, which made Lin Feng confused. He wanted to ask what was going on, but he was worried about disturbing Shen Lianjing's medical treatment.
After a while, Shen Lianjing let go of Lin Qi's hand, took out a pill, and fed it to Lin Qi.
"This is the problem of Bing Ning Dan, which can suppress Lin Qi first." Shen Lianjing paused and said, "Now go and grind the herbs you just brought in into powder, and go quickly."
Lin Feng nodded hurriedly and took action, fearing that being too late would affect Lin Qi's condition.
After Lin Feng left, Lin Qi's condition improved a bit. She opened her eyes and asked weakly: "Sister, are you going to help me make my medicine?"
Shen Lianjing smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and touched Lin Qi's forehead. Fortunately, it wasn't hot, and the heat had subsided a bit: "No, I just want him to do some work."
As soon as he said this, Lin Feng, who was grinding medicinal powder outside the house, suddenly paused in his hand movements, and then continued grinding as if he hadn't heard anything.