The Jiang family's residence in Xingling Mansion is located in the middle of the central axis. It is the Jiang Mansion and the place where the "Prince of Western Qin" established his government office.
It is not comparable to the Jiang family in the capital, but it shows the majesty of the official Yamen town, and the guards guarding the gate are all soldiers in black armor.
At this moment, the door of the palace was wide open. Jiang Yuxi, the flying dragon general who was accompanying the army, rushed back early and put on a light green skirt. She looked small and handsome, with just a pair of sword eyebrows. With a bit of bravery and fierceness, he led the third master Jiang Hu's wives and concubines. Hundreds of concubines and servants were already waiting respectfully.
Xin Zhuo only brought the fifth daughter Sai Qingzhu, Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang into the mansion, and met with Guo, the wife of the third uncle, and then looked at Jiang Yuxi: "Take me to see the third uncle!"
Jiang Yuxi was silent for a moment: "My father is seriously ill, and the elders of Walker Valley, Kunlun Palace and Dry Sword Tomb are treating him, and it is difficult to show his appearance to outsiders at the moment. My brother has been tired all the way, so why not..."
"Am I an outsider? Lead the way!" Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves and walked forward proactively.
"Take him there, your father ordered." Guo whispered and winked at Jiang Yuxi.
Jiang Yuxi had no choice but to move forward in a hurry and passed Xin Zhuo: "Brother, follow me."
The group of people bypassed several corridors and went straight to the back house. A strange and mixed evil spirit was faintly visible in front of them, rising into the sky.
Xin Zhuo observed for a moment and couldn't help but slow down. In fact, he had no impression or concept of this third uncle. He even returned to Jiang's house and had not heard of this person for a long time, and no one had any contact with him. As mentioned before, I always thought that the Western Qin army was led by the descendants of the Jiang family branch. I didn’t hear about it until the eldest sister passed away, and then I did some research.
The third uncle was a ruthless man. His original name was Jiang Zhihuan. After he joined the army and led the troops, he felt that his name was too formal, so he simply changed his name to Jiang Hu, a tiger that descends from the mountain fiercely.
Xin Zhuo once thought that he was an uneducated soldier, but he was able to retreat in the terrible battle of Kunxu Demon, which shows that he is a ruthless man with a delicate mind!
While I was thinking, I had arrived at a spacious courtyard. There were more than thirty people sitting cross-legged in the courtyard. They were all young men and women with strong auras. A group of people in white clothes, a group in yellow clothes, and a group in black clothes. When they saw someone intruding, they all got up and raised their swords. Out of body, the momentum is overwhelming.
"The Prince of Western Qin from the capital, my father's nephew has arrived!"
Jiang Yuxi nodded slightly, and after a group of young men and women put down their swords and sat cross-legged again, she explained to Xin Zhuo in a low voice: "My father has good relations with the elders of the three major sects of Walker Valley, Kunlun Palace, and Dry Sword Tomb. He also helped the three sects back then. So, the elders of the three sects are very concerned about my father’s health!”
Xin Zhuo nodded and looked towards the lobby with the door closed.
Jiang Yuxi hesitated to speak. She didn't understand why her cousin wanted to see her father immediately. She still cupped her fists and saluted: "Father, Yuqing is here and wants to see you!"
There was silence in the lobby. It took a while before an old and haggard voice spoke: "Let him in!"
The voice was very unpleasant, as if it came from the door panel. In fact, the third uncle Jiang Hu was only thirty-six years old this year.
Xin Zhuo looked at the thick demonic aura on the roof. He was silent for a moment and walked to the door. When he opened the door, a strong medicinal fragrance hit his face.
In the middle of the lobby, seven martial arts masters wearing Taoist robes were surrounding the alchemy furnace, refining elixirs. On the diagonal side, turning around the screen, there is a large purple-red bed, with a figure lying on the bed, which cannot be seen clearly.
There were three people sitting on the Taishi chair beside the bed, an old man with gray hair, an old woman with a stooped waist, and a woman in white clothes like snow, with a little mountain pattern between her eyebrows, as beautiful as a fairy.
"Yu Qing, come here!"
The person on the bed coughed heavily and waved weakly.
Xin Zhuo strode forward and glanced at the three people in front of the bed. He was slightly startled, three great sages! Then he looked at the person on the bed. His scalp felt a little numb at this sight.
I saw that the man on the bed had long hair and was as dry as dry wood. He was as thin as an old man, and there were strange scales on his forehead. His aura was extremely depressed, and he looked as weird as possible.
Xin Zhuo looked at him, and the man was also looking at Xin Zhuo. His eyes, covered with scales, were still sharp. After a long while, he smiled, with a big, blood-red mouth: "More like your father, and as handsome as your mother." !”
Xin Zhuo didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, so he walked to the bed and held his hand casually. While observing his physical condition, he asked, "How is Third Uncle doing?"
"It's an old problem!" Jiang Hu coughed again, then looked at him with strange eyes. Naturally, he could see that Xin Zhuo was observing his body with his true energy, and he didn't protest and let him do whatever he wanted.
The three people in front of the bed also looked slightly sideways, and also noticed Xin Zhuo's behavior. It is human nature for a nephew to care about his uncle, but it is somewhat rude to probe the body as soon as he comes.
After a while, Xin Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed, silent. Jiang Hu's body was entangled with a terrible force, somewhat similar to my mother's thousand Gu, but not as messy, just very tenacious, always consuming his energy. God, absorb his meridians and blood.
"What did you see?" Jiang Hu chuckled.
Xin Zhuo looked at the three people in front of him.
Jiang Hu introduced: "Senior Walker Gu Jia Si Kong, Grandma Kujian Tomb Ling and Kunlun Gongjuan Sisi Fairy, come and see me!"
"I've met three seniors!" Xin Zhuo gestured with clasped fists.
The three of them nodded in return, and Grandma Ling grinned: "Little boy, as soon as you arrived, you looked at the general's body. What did you see?"
"The spirit of evil travels through the thirty-six governor points and the seventy-two martial arts channels, like gangrene attached to the bone."
Xin Zhuo paused, "It has been integrated with the meridians of Third Uncle's body. It has been entangled for a long time and is difficult to remove."
The three of them looked at each other with surprise on their faces. This statement was definitely not something that ordinary warriors could say. It at least showed that the boy in front of them knew medical skills or had relevant knowledge.
Fairy Juan Sisi smiled: "At your age, do you still know medical skills?"
"Don't you know, but you can give it a try!" Xin Zhuo rolled up his sleeves, took out his bag, and opened the silver needle cloth, revealing thirty-two shining silver needles.
Jiang Hu's expression immediately changed, and he took action no matter what: "You kid, how do you really know medical skills? My uncle's body is not something ordinary doctors can treat!"
The old man Jia Sikong also immediately stopped him: "No, kid, the demonic energy running inside your uncle's body has just been suppressed, so don't do anything random!"
"Your medical skills are wrong. The inner elixir method can only alleviate it but not eradicate it. Why not try other people's methods?"
Xin Zhuo has studied the "xxxx" medical technique for more than a year, especially after trying it on himself many times. He has just treated Bai Jianxi, Han Jiulang and a group of dying Tie Fuwei. He cannot say that he is extremely skilled, but Never do anything you're not sure about.
Jia Sikong, Juan Sisiang and Grandma Ling looked at each other and frowned. Xin Zhuo's words were not unreasonable. The body's meridians are the most fragile and mysterious. They were afraid of hurting Jiang Hu's life, so they never dared to use force. The medicine can only be slowly suppressed using the inner elixir method. There is nothing that can be done about it, but...
Xin Zhuo stopped talking. Under Jiang Hu's blank eyes, he lifted the quilt and waved his hand gently. Thirty-two silver needles flew in the air and accurately penetrated his thirty-two acupuncture points.
"ah--"
Screams resounded from all directions, and the faces of Jiang Yuxi and Cui Yinger who were waiting outside changed.
