Jiang Qi scratched his head when he heard this. He blocked his true energy and Xuanqi, fearing that this old man would come into contact with people from the Xuanxiu world in his half a century of experience.
But this also meant that what Jiang Qi showed was his truest physical state as an ordinary person.
The old man Sun in front of him was a master who had been practicing medicine for 80 years. It was strange not to see that Jiang Qi was pretending.
That's why Mr. Sun asked this question.
"Everything happens for a reason. Please forgive me, junior, for not saying more."
Jiang Qi lowered his head and said half-truthfully. In fact, it was not a lie. There was indeed a reason.
"Even if something happens for a reason, you shouldn't waste other people's goodwill out of thin air."
Mr. Sun sighed: "Your grandfather and I are old friends, and I consider myself qualified to educate you. How about we not follow suit next time?"
The old man did not ask Jiang Qi what the specific matter was.
"There will never be a next time."
Jiang Qi obeyed the instructions obediently.
"If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good."
Mr. Sun nodded with satisfaction, stood up from his chair, and walked toward the front hall with his hands behind his back, while motioning for Jiang Qi to follow.
When he arrived at the consulting room, Jiang Qi found that Gu Qingyun was preparing to move a chair, as if he was reaching for something.
After seeing this, Mr. Sun shook his head helplessly and said, "Be careful, why do you have to keep an eye on my heirlooms every time you come here?"
"Jiang Qi, come and help me, let you see some good things!"
Gu Qingyun put down her chair after seeing Jiang Qi.
While directing Jiang Qi to move the chair to a medicine cabinet, he said to Mr. Sun: "Oh, you know I like old things like this."
"How about we discuss this, old man?"
"You pass this object to me, and I will inherit your mantle. When I grow up, I will adopt a child and give him the surname Sun. How about that?"
"not so good."
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Marriage is a matter of human ethics. Not to mention continuing the family line, but if you reach my age in the future, how lonely will you be without a caring person by your side?"
"If I could really reach your age, I wouldn't be happy enough. How could I think of anything else?"
Gu Qingyun chuckled. He said to Jiang Qi who had climbed onto the chair: "There is a sandalwood box on top of the medicine cabinet, that's it. Move it down."
Hearing this, Jiang Qi glanced at the top of the medicine cabinet. There was no dust, but it was very clean. As for the sandalwood box that the senior sister mentioned
"Hey guys, are you going to make a box out of golden nanmu? Or should you hollow out a whole piece to make a box?"
Jiang Qi smacked his lips, a little unbelievable, he was really a bit wealthy.
The box was not big, about the same size as a human head. It was square and square, with a warm patina on the surface. Judging from its age, it probably wouldn't be much shorter.
Jiang Qi picked it up and pressed it heavily with his hands.
He got down from the chair holding the box and handed it to Lu Qingyun next to him.
"Come on, let me open your eyes."
Gu Qingyun said and put the box on the table.
Jiang Qi also came over curiously. With this senior sister's family, if she could call it a good thing, it must be good.
What's more, it seems to be Mr. Sun's family heirloom.
Gu Qingyun opened the box solemnly.
….
Inside is an emerald box, which looks like an ancient object, but Jiang Qi cannot tell how ancient it is.
But just looking at this whole-body glass jade material, it is a priceless object.
It's hard to imagine what kind of treasure it contains to deserve such a precious box?
Gu Qingyun took out the jade box and opened it slowly.
Unexpectedly, there was no rare treasure inside, but an earth-colored cloth roll, probably less than twenty centimeters long and as thick as a baby's arm.
Very common, you can even say
Unremarkable.
But Gu Qingyun acted more carefully and slowly opened the cloth bag.
As the cloth roll was opened, the contents inside came into view.
It's a pack of silver needles.
There are all kinds of silver needles, ranging from three-edged needles for bloodletting to the finest and finest ox hair needles.
Moreover, this pack of silver needles looks old, and some of them have been oxidized and turned black, but it gives people a very new feeling.
"How's it going? Have you learned a lot?"
"Do you know what dynasty this is and who used the silver needle?"
Gu Qingyun touched Jiang Qi's arm proudly.
But he found that his straight male junior brother was looking at the various silver needles without blinking.
"Are you shocked?"
Gu Qingyun raised her hand and waved it in front of Jiang Qi.
Only then did Jiang Qi come back to his senses and said, "You can guess a little bit from the old man's last name."
"I'm afraid this was used by Sun Simiao, the king of medicine in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties, right?"
"How is it, are you shocked?"
Gu Qingyun affirmed Jiang Qi's answer.
"really."
Jiang Qi rubbed the corners of his eyes and nodded cooperatively.
He was indeed shocked, because just above the silver needle, Jiang Qi saw a Qi machine that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
That is the unique energy of a treasure that entrusts obsession.
From Jiang Qi's perspective, the silver needle in front of him shines with green light. Just by looking at it, he can feel the rich and refreshing vitality.
What is placed on this should be Sun Simiao's obsession!
Jiang Qi took another look and slowly withdrew his gaze.
Even if he has an obsession, it has nothing to do with him. This is Mr. Sun's family heirloom. There is no reason for him to take it away, or to keep it in his hands for a period of time.
Even if it is possible, no one knows what Sun Simiao's obsession is or how much time he will spend on it.
What if it’s an obsession similar to Su Shi’s and requires a lot of time to complete?
Therefore, Jiang Qi could only watch.
"This is what our ancestors left behind."
Mr. Sun sighed with nostalgia and said: "Originally, along with this roll of silver needles, there was also a volume of scriptures compiled by our ancestors. Although it is not a medical book, it is still very precious to us descendants. "
"It's a pity that later generations of children and grandchildren were unfilial and lost it in the early Ming Dynasty."
Jiang Qi's expression changed when he heard this.
Sun Simiao was not only the king of medicine, but also a Taoist priest with high thoughts.
So, could it be Xuan Xiu?
When he first saw the silver needle, Jiang Qi was not sure, but after hearing what Mr. Sun just said, Jiang Qi was basically sure that Sun Simiao was also a Xuanxiu cultivator.
And it has to be that kind of strong Xuanxiu.
After all, Jiang Qi had only seen the abilities of Li Chunfeng, a contemporary of Sun Simiao, some time ago.
It is simply outrageous that an idea can be retained for a thousand years, or even laid out after a thousand years.
And if we compare it with the social status at that time, whether it is personal reputation or seniority in the Taoist sect, Li Chunfeng would be considered a high achiever if he called Sun Simiao grandpa.
But there is no point in thinking about this. Again, Jiang Qi has no reason to get the silver needle from the old man.
Moreover, Jiang Qi himself is not very obsessed with this thing. It can even be said that he would like to have as few such objects as possible.
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