"Looking at your Taoist robe, I'm afraid it's from Laoshan? Or Shushan? That's not right... Both Laoshan and Shushan have their own uniform attire, and you can't feel a trace of coldness on your body, and I'm afraid it's definitely not the case. Laoshan disciple...I can’t even feel a trace of breath on you, but I don’t think you are a golden immortal-level cultivator, so what exactly are you?”
It seems that that wordless medical book really hides a lot of secrets, and this medical book is indeed closely related to their Ye family, but Ye Tianfang doesn't seem to know it, and just randomly collects it with other people. Rare medical books were put together.
Ye Qingcheng suddenly recalled that when he was a child, he once couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and heard the slogans his father used when talking to unknown people. It was exactly the same as what was written in the wordless medical book.
Suddenly, fragments of the conversation between his father and the stranger that night flashed through his mind, and he answered again without thinking: "The fifth incense stick in front of the seat of Grandmaster Shenlong."
Hearing this, the old man's eyes widened a bit. Now, he really looked around to see if anyone had noticed them, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"The fifth incense? Are you fooling me? The only people burning the fifth incense now are the Ye family in Chang'an. Ye Tianzheng only has one son. He was a well-known hero. It's a pity that he was harmed by the foolish king Li Longji. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would be really bad now. It's him who burns the fifth incense stick. I don't know how you know the slogan, but it doesn't look like you are here specifically for me. You are most likely from another church, so there is no doubt about it. Are you talking about the fifth incense stick?"
Knowing that it was impossible to get over it after all, Ye Qingcheng could only scratch his head and said embarrassedly: "Senior, I'm really sorry, the prescriptions for the medicinal materials I bought were actually read in a wordless medical book, and you just said I also saw the secret code for joints in a book. Just speak it..."
"Wordless medical book? That's right. Back then, there were a total of five descendants of our Hidden Medical Hall, and each descendant had a wordless medical book. Could it be that yours is the one belonging to the Ye family in Jiannan."
"Senior's guess is right, it's the one from the Ye family in Jiannan."
"But wasn't the Ye family in Jiannan confiscated? All their belongings were taken back to Chang'an, and after being counted, they were all put into the treasury. In addition, Ye Tianfang is not a descendant of my Hidden Medical Hall, and the Ye family's wordless medical books It should have been hidden deep for a long time, how could it fall into your hands?"
Ye Qingcheng raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him again. There was a question in his heart, why was this old guy so familiar with the Ye family? And what he knew, I'm afraid even the former elders of the Ye family may not necessarily know... Based on his intuition in handling cases when he was a detective, a person's name suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Could it be..." He asked tentatively: "Are you Uncle Ye Qing?"
Hearing this name, although the old man's face looked calm, his whole body trembled slightly, which made Ye Qingcheng confirm the identity of the old man in front of him.
"Hey, now that the Ye family has been ransacked, why should I worry... That bastard Ye Tianfang has been looking for me for twenty years and he still hasn't found me, let alone now..." Ye Qing muttered to himself, and then, He became more and more interested in the young man in front of him who seemed ordinary (before entering Panlong Town, Ye Qingcheng put on a human skin mask again in order not to cause trouble) and had no apparent cultivation. Although it is said that some major sects will give their disciples magical weapons that can cover up their spiritual roots or cultivation levels in order to protect their disciples, these are usually the most elite disciples of each sect. Most of them are this kind of people, but Ye Qing doesn't believe that this kind of people can recognize him.
"who are you?"
Seeing that Ye Qing acquiesced to his identity, Ye Qingcheng felt a little excited. He had heard his father tell him many times since he was a child about the dispute between the family heads that happened in Yizhou, Jiannan twenty years ago. Among that incident, the most mysterious one was It was actually an old man, Ye Qing, an old servant who had watched the two Ye family brothers grow up. He was also the culprit that caused Ye Tianfang's legs to be disabled. But after the incident, he disappeared and disappeared, leaving no trace of the future. Some famous head catchers who studied this incident started to make associations. For a time, various hypotheses about Ye Qing were flying everywhere. Moreover, Ye Tianfang also placed a reward in the world to capture Ye Qing alive. However, as time went by, people gradually forgot about this matter. Even Ye Qingcheng did not remember it very clearly, and it was not until today that he suddenly remembered it.
"I'm Saburo. I've met Uncle Qing." Ye Qingcheng bowed sincerely. In his father's memories, Ye Qing was a very kind old man who had raised the two brothers since they were young and was worthy of his respect. However, his father did not tell him about the Hidden Medical Hall or Uncle Qing. Now it seems that his father knew Uncle Qing's whereabouts.
"Sanlang? Which Saburo are you referring to? I only know one Saburo, but he has... Wait, I heard that Sanlang has entered the Xunlongmen, and also holds the "Xunlong Secret Book", and someone once offered a reward... Is it possible? ..." Having said this, he quickly closed all the stalls, pointed to a tavern outside the market, and said: "It's not convenient to talk here, let's go to the tavern to talk."
Seeing him closing up the shop in an instant, he was obviously very familiar with running away. Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Just what Uncle Qing said, I happen to be a little hungry."
I saw Ye Qing carrying large and small bags of medicinal materials and walking into a corner box on the third floor of a restaurant outside the market with familiarity. It was almost evening and there was no one on the third floor. Ye Qingcheng rushed to order the dishes and rewarded the waiter with some broken silver. This made Ye Qing swallow his saliva. He originally wanted to pay the bill himself, but in the end he couldn't win over the young man in front of him.
But now he still has some doubts: "Are you really Saburo?"
"Ha, Uncle Qing, don't be afraid. I am really Sanlang, but now I am not called Sanlang, but Qingcheng. The name Sanlang has died in Yizhou along with that identity. This is my new body and also my new identity. But in front of Uncle Qing, you can still call me Sanlang. I often heard my father mention Uncle Qing, so I just made a slight inference and recognized Uncle Qing’s identity. If Uncle Qing still doesn’t believe it, then I have heard that Uncle Qing is There is also a hairy mole on Uncle’s butt..."
Before Ye Qingcheng could finish speaking, Ye Qing shouted: "That's enough!" His expression suddenly changed and he became kinder: "Ye Tianzheng, that little bastard, doesn't know what he can and cannot say... ...and you...don't you know that the Tang Dynasty is making a big fuss over you? Also, there are many people from the Great Guangming Palace in Panlong Town. What are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of those people treating you? Take action?"
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