"Although I, Wu Lie, have a hot temper, I am not indifferent to right from wrong."
Seeing Butler Fu looking at him with a puzzled expression, Wu Lie explained:
"In recent months, Yang'er's strange illness has become more and more serious.
Although the doctors in the city couldn't tell what kind of disease he had, they had already said that Yang'er would not survive more than three months if this continued.
I also took a sip of the talisman water you brought back and didn't feel anything strange.
I lost my temper with you at the time, but I knew it was not your fault. "
"Master, stop talking. It's all Wu Fu's incompetence and gullibility that hurt the young master!"
When Butler Fu heard what Wu Lie said, he couldn't help crying and fell to his knees.
"Okay, get up.
It’s not your fault, nor their fault, maybe it’s God’s will! "
Wu Lie let out a long sigh, a sigh full of deep weakness.
"Let them loose!"
Butler Fu kowtowed heavily to Wu Lie, then stood up and untied Bu Xiaotian and the old Taoist priest.
After Butler Fu untied the two of them, Wu Lie looked at the old Taoist priest and asked:
"There is one thing I don't understand. Although Yang'er's illness is well known throughout the city, the only people who really understand Yang'er's condition are the doctors who have diagnosed and treated him.
According to Wu Fu, you know more about Yang'er's illness in more detail than those doctors.
Unless you ask all the people who have treated Yang'er, it is impossible to understand Yang'er's disease so clearly, which is why I will agree to give Yang'er your paper charm.
Are you really spending so much money just for a mere ten taels of silver? "
"Who said that Pindao learned about your master's condition through someone else's mouth?"
The old Taoist priest spoke very calmly. Bu Xiaotian turned to look at the old Taoist priest, only to find that the old Taoist priest no longer had the panic when he was caught outside the city, and had resumed his demeanor as a master of the immortal Taoism.
"What?"
When Wu Lie heard this, his face showed a look of shock, and then his eyes became a little brighter.
"what do you mean?"
Wu Lie asked excitedly, but he didn't dare to ask, as if he was afraid that the answer he would get would disappoint him again.
"What Pindao means is what Master Wu has in mind!"
The old Taoist priest looked at Wu Lie with a smile and said slowly.
At this point, how could Wu Lie still not understand the meaning of the old Taoist priest's words? If what the old Taoist priest said was true, then he might really have some abilities!
"Please ask the old Taoist priest to save my son!"
Wu Lie bowed deeply to the old Taoist priest and begged.
The old Taoist priest held his long beard in his hand, shook his head slightly and said:
"You are worshiping the wrong person! Although Pindao knows the cause of your son's illness, he cannot cure it."
"Is it because I was rude to the Taoist priest before that I didn't want to treat the child?"
When Wu Lie heard this, he raised his head and looked at the old Taoist priest, thinking that he was still angry about what happened before.
"As long as the Taoist priest is willing to take action to save the child, no matter how much I want to apologize, I will do anything.
Even if I have to sacrifice my life to apologize, I am willing to do so! "
"Hey hey hey!"
The old Taoist priest dodged his bow.
"Pindao has already said that I cannot save the young master!"
After listening to the old Taoist priest's words, Wu Lie felt a little discouraged. He didn't know whether he believed the old Taoist priest's words or thought that the old Taoist priest was unwilling to save his son.
"but……"
Seeing the dejected look on Wu Lie's face, the old Taoist priest changed the subject.
"Although the poor Taoist can't save the young master, there is one person who can save him!"
"who is it?"
Wu Lie's already somewhat gloomy eyes suddenly brightened up again, and his face once again showed a look of hope, as if a drowning man had grasped a life-saving straw!
"This person is far away in the world, but right in front of you!"
The old Taoist priest said, turning his eyes to Bu Xiaotian beside him.
"???"
When Bu Xiaotian saw the old Taoist priest looking at him, he was confused. Does this mean he can save the seriously ill young master?
By this time Wu Lie had already understood what the old Taoist meant and immediately looked towards Bu Xiaotian.
Just now he thought Bu Xiaotian was a disciple of the old Taoist priest and just an ordinary young man, so he didn't pay too much attention to Bu Xiaotian.
At this time, I took a closer look and saw that although Bu Xiaotian was dressed in ordinary clothes, he had an aura that was different from ordinary people.
"I wonder who the young hero is?"
Although I could see that Bu Xiaotian was a little special, seeing that he was really young, I didn't believe that he could save his youngest son, so he asked.
"I am a disciple of the Purple Thunder Peak of the Yuxu Sect, Bu Xiaotian!"
Although Bu Xiaotian was a little unhappy at first when Wu Fu kidnapped him to Wu's house, he saw that Wu Lie was not an indiscriminate person.
He had just stood aside and listened to the conversation between the two. He had basically figured out the cause and effect of the incident. He also knew that the incident was excusable and had no intention of blaming him.
At this time, when he saw Wu Lie asking him, he immediately gave him a fist and answered.
"It turns out to be an expert from the Yuxu Immortal Sect!"
When Wu Lie heard Bu Xiaotian's origin, his face showed surprise, and then he was overjoyed. Although Yuxu Sect was thousands of miles away, its reputation as a giant of the righteous immortal sect had already spread throughout the world.
As a disciple of the Yuxu Sect, Bu Xiaotian must have extraordinary abilities since he was able to travel thousands of miles to Liaozhou City.
With this thought in his mind, Wu Lie immediately leaned over to bow to Bu Xiaotian and begged:
"Please ask the immortal to help save the child's life!"
"this......"
Bu Xiaotian did not agree, but showed hesitation.
"Is it because I was rude before and the Immortal Master refused to take action?"
Seeing that Bu Xiaotian didn't want to agree, Wu Lie hurriedly continued,
"I hope the Immortal will forgive the Wu family for their previous rudeness. As long as the Immortal can save the child, I, Wu Lie, will be willing to pay no matter what the price is!"
After saying that, he bowed to Bu Xiaotian again.
Wu Lie had already begged like this. How could Bu Xiaotian remain indifferent? He stretched out his hand to stop Wu Lie from bowing down and explained:
"It's not that I don't want to take action. It's just that although I have learned some medical skills from my senior brother, I only have a superficial understanding of it. Even no one in this huge city of Liaozhou can cure the young master's disease. How can I cure it?"
"The Immortal Chief is an expert from the Yuxu Sect. He must be different from ordinary doctors. Please ask the Immortal Chief to take action!"
"Little brother, don't be too busy refusing."
Seeing that Bu Xiaotian still wanted to refuse, the old Taoist priest on the side said,
"You haven't checked the young master's condition, how can you say that it can't be cured? Is there a magical power in the Taoism that the little brother learned from Yuxu that can't save him even if he is dead?"
"Um......"
Bu Xiaotian pondered for a moment after hearing the words, thinking that such a refusal was indeed a bit arbitrary, and there must be a reason why the old Taoist priest was so sure that he could cure the young master of the Wu family.
Then he opened his mouth and said:
"Okay, then please ask the head of the Wu family to take me to see the young master."
"Okay, okay!"
Seeing that Bu Xiaotian no longer refused, Wu Lie was overjoyed and said quickly,
"You two, please come with me!"
While talking, several people came to the backyard of the Wu family.
Although the Wu family is a wealthy family, the furnishings in the backyard are not luxurious.
. I saw a martial arts training ground covering an area of several feet in the center of the yard. There were a row of weapon racks on the side, a stone table and several stone benches, and several side rooms on the east and west sides. The main hall was to the south, where Bu Xiaotian and the others came in. direction.
There are several tall pine trees planted beside the north courtyard wall. A water channel is introduced from the northwest corner and flows out from the northeast corner along the root of the wall.
Other than that, there is nothing superfluous. The whole yard looks simple and elegant. From the layout of the backyard, it can be seen that the Wu family's family style is not extravagant.
"My son is in the first room in the east chamber. Please follow me."
As he spoke, Wu Lie led several people to the door closest to the main hall on the east side.
"master!"
The two maids who were guarding the door were fifteen or sixteen years old. When they saw Wu Lie approaching, they bowed slightly.
"How is Yang'er?"
When Wu Lie saw two maids guarding the door, he didn't say much and just asked briefly.
"The young master just woke up. Sister Lian'er is taking care of him inside."
"Um."
Wu Lie nodded, said nothing, opened the door and led Bu Xiaotian and the old Taoist into the room, while Wu Fu stopped at the door and did not go in.
As soon as they entered the room, a cold air hit several people, and Bu Xiaotian frowned.
There is such a heavy yin energy in this room!
Walking to the bed, a maid slightly older than the two maids outside the door was guarding the bed.
Seeing Wu Lie come in, he relaxed slightly but said nothing.
Xu was aware of the movement of several people, and a weak child's voice came from the bed:
"Is daddy here?"
"Yang'er..."
Wu Lie's voice was gentle, mixed with a hint of distress.
Lying on the bed was a child of about six or seven years old. His face looked a little pale and thin due to long-term illness. He was supposed to be innocent and innocent at his age, but lacked the vitality he should have.
"Dad, don't worry about Yang'er, Yang'er is fine."
Not only because he has not been with his mother since he was a child, but also because he has been tortured by illness, which makes this little person extraordinarily sensible.
"Well, Yang'er will be fine!"
Wu Lie looked at his miserable son. Although he felt very uncomfortable, he still tried to show a smile, but he still looked inexplicably bitter.
"Who are they?"
"These two immortals are here to treat Yang'er's illness. When Yang'er recovers, daddy will take you to visit Nanshan. In a few days, the peach blossoms there will bloom. Yang'er will definitely like it!"
Wu Lie replied.
After saying that, Wu Lie turned to Bu Xiaotian and the old Taoist priest:
"Please take a look at the kid, what's wrong with Yang'er?"
"Um."
Bu Xiaotian and the old Taoist priest nodded, stepped forward and looked carefully at the child on the bed.
"Brother, Grandpa Taoist, can you really cure my disease?"
The child struggled to look at Bu Xiaotian and the two, and finally managed to see their faces clearly, and said with difficulty,
"Please don't lie to my father. He has suffered a lot over the years to cure my illness..."
A few tears fell from the corners of his eyes, looking particularly distressed.
Looking at the pitiful appearance of the child on the bed, Bu Xiaotian couldn't help but think of how he looked so pitiful when he met Yun Ying.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and then stepped forward to feel his pulse. After a while, they stepped forward.
The two looked at each other and saw the understanding in each other's eyes. Bu Xiaotian said to Wu Lie:
"Let the young master have a good rest first, and let's go out and talk."
"good!"
Wu Lie glanced at his son on the bed and said softly:
"Yang'er, have a good rest."
Several people returned to the main hall and sat down in order. Wu Lie then asked straight to the point:
"Have you two figured out what kind of disease the child has?"
Bu Xiaotian and the old Taoist priest looked at each other, then looked at Wu Lie. The old Taoist priest spoke first:
"The young master's symptoms are not that of an illness."
"What!"
Wu Lie paused while holding the tea cup, obviously a little surprised by what the old Taoist said.
"The Taoist priest said that Yang'er was not acting like this because he was ill. Could it be that someone poisoned him?" Wu Lie said with a trace of anger in his eyes.
