When Meng Zhiqiu just took action, Yunfan noticed the sword in his hand, which was the unique weapon of Zhongxintang. Before this, although I had never seen it with my own eyes, I had heard about it. Therefore, Yun Fancai was able to accurately name the sword from the beginning.
Yun Fan looked at Meng Zhiqiu, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were dimly focused. Meng Zhiqiu's face was exactly the same as the three masters who were killed by the inner demon before: they were all covered with dark clouds and the hall was purple and black. There was fear of a bloody disaster. Yun Fan was secretly frightened by the omen of great danger. He suddenly thought of what Brother Sikong said before, that two more people would be poisoned by the inner demon. Thinking of this, Yun Fan couldn't help but feel enlightened.
"Grandpa...Grandpa, are you okay?" Miss Pei exclaimed sadly.
"Speak! What's wrong with you... Wuwu, don't die. Grandpa..."
Seeing this, Yun Fan quickly leaned down and said, "Girl, it's you!"
"Master, I recognize your voice. Master, could you please help me find out how my grandfather is doing?!" Upon hearing this, Miss Pei quickly grabbed Yun Fan's sleeve and begged.
Yun Fan looked at the unconscious old man who was lying on the ground. He saw that his face was purple and black, his lips were dry, and he was shaped like a gnarled wood. This was obviously a sign of poisoning, and the poison was highly toxic. He must be treated as soon as possible. If Otherwise, when the poison attacks the heart, there will really be no way to save the day.
Yun Fan said truthfully: "Your grandfather has been poisoned." He was silent for a while and then said slowly: "I don't know what kind of poison it is."
As soon as these words came out, Miss Pei felt like a thunderbolt, and her whole body was shaking instantly: "What should we do?! Grandpa, you don't want to die..." But then, she seemed to have thought of something, and said quickly: "I know a person, He should have a way to save grandpa."
After hearing this, Yun Fan suddenly said: "You are referring to Mr. Sikong!" His voice could not help but become a little louder.
"Yes! But," Miss Pei nodded. But then, her voice changed: "I have an eye disease and cannot see, so can I trouble you to lead the way?"
Seeing this, Qiu Death couldn't help but laugh. He patted Yun Fan on the shoulder and said teasingly: "All this is destined by God! You can't just leave if you want to, or avoid if you want to. Spend the whole day with others. Fortune telling, have you ever done it for yourself? Hahaha!"
"..." Yun Fan tilted his eyes slightly and said nothing.
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An ordinary house in the suburbs of the city. This is a seemingly inconspicuous house, no different from other houses on the surface, but there is actually something else going on inside.
The courtyard of the house is filled with various medicinal materials, such as Codonopsis pilosula, Angelica sinensis, Schisandra chinensis, etc., in addition to some extremely rare medicinal materials. The whole room was filled with various strong medicinal smells.
At this moment, a young man was sitting behind the square table in the main hall. He was dressed in black, with black-patterned cloud sleeves, handsome features, long and thick arched eyebrows, and long black hair tied high by a jade crown. This person is Mr. Sikong, the "Ghost Doctor" who has met Yun Fan several times. His full name is Sikong Yujiu.
The Four Treasures of the Study were neatly displayed on the square table in front of him. On the right hand side, there was a thick stack of medical books. He was reading one of the medical books at this time. This was their own medical book. His expression Particularly focused, he recited silently: "Heyang's Heart-Destroying Palm, Zhang Li's powerful and powerful attack targets the opponent's heart. Those who are struck by this palm will have their heart destroyed and decayed. Use the needle to protect the heart, and then refine the medicine." By regenerating the heart muscle, life can be extended; Miaojiang's Five Poison Yin and Yang Claws, the claws are stained with extremely poisonous, the poison will enter the heart of those who are infected, and the heart will wither and die. If you want to save, you must first detoxify..."
After reading to this point, he picked up the writing brush on the table and slowly added in the blank space at the back: The soul-stirring method, the victim will first become insane and fall into madness, then the heart will beat violently, burst and die, the healing method... write At this point, he slowly stopped writing in his hand, and the strange scene of those masters being killed by the inner demons appeared in his mind, and these people died due to this evil technique, in other words , this mysterious "inner demon" uses the long-lost soul-stirring technique. There is no relevant record in the medical books handed down from their family about the treatment method of this evil technique. Even some related symptoms after being injured by this evil technique have no written records at all. That's why he wanted to record some basic situations after he suffered from this evil technique. This was also his responsibility as a descendant of the Sikong family.
While he was thinking hard about this, not far away from him, a gray-haired man was filling a medicine jar with water. Apparently, he was boiling medicine.
When he saw Sikong Yujiu lost in thought, he must have encountered a difficult problem that he couldn't understand, so he walked over, looked at Sikong Yujiu and said lightly: "What's the matter, are you still thinking about the soul-stirring technique? "
Sikong Zhenjiu then said: "The ghost doctor Sikong's family's medical books should know everything." The man hummed, then slowly turned around and walked aside. Sikong Zhenjiu also stood up and walked to the man's side. , said lightly: "This soul-stirring technique is a long-lost evil technique. It first disturbs people's minds, and then causes their hearts to burst and die. I have personally seen a master die under this evil technique. I think The golden needles sealed his eight extraordinary meridians and protected his heart, but in the end they were unable to save him."
Suddenly, he heard a man's voice coming from outside the house slowly: "Miracle Doctor Sikong, I beg you to help me."
Sikong Zhen's nine eyebrows sank, he slowly walked to the door and opened it.
Outside the door, a man and a woman were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing. They came here to beg Doctor Sikong for help. This is a middle-aged couple. I heard them pleading continuously: "Miracle Doctor Sikong, please heal me."
"Why is it you again? Didn't I say I won't heal you? Why are you here?" Sikong Zhenjiu frowned when he saw it was them, and his tone also revealed a bit of displeasure.
This person was Zhang San and his wife who had come here several times to beg him for treatment. But every time he was rejected by Sikong Zhenjiu. The reason why this man came to him for medical treatment was because he learned from others that the great doctor Sikong was famous and had very superb medical skills. Legend has it that there was no disease in the world that he could not cure. As long as the patient was still breathing, he would often be cured. If he takes action, he can pull him back from the gate of hell, so he has another nickname: "The Sorrow of the King of Hell".
As for Zhang San's illness, he saw many doctors and so-called miracle doctors, and also took many folk remedies, but he couldn't see any improvement. After hesitating for a long time, I finally found him. I thought I could finally be saved, but I didn't expect that I failed to meet his requirements several times and returned in despair.
But this time, he had made full preparations according to all the requirements of Divine Doctor Sikong, so he came here again.
Zhang San said: "Sikong Divine Doctor, I specially brought some silver here today."
Sikong Zhen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "No cure."
Hearing this, Zhang San stood up with a face full of shock, took a few steps forward, and asked in confusion: "Why? Divine Doctor Sikong, I have done exactly what you asked for."
Sikong Zhenjiu said slowly: "I, Sikong Zhenjiu, have three things I don't do. First, I don't treat people who don't have money. Second, I don't treat people I don't like. Third, I don't treat people when I'm in a bad mood. You are unlucky. Today I’m in a bad mood and I don’t want to heal you, so please leave!”
Just at this time, Yunfan, Meng Zhiqiu and others arrived here with Miss Pei and her grandfather who was poisoned. Yunfan and others heard Sikong Zhenjiu's words. Meng Zhiqiu's expression changed instantly, and he stared at Sikong Yujiu silently. The strength of the sword in his hand suddenly increased, and Qiushi and others looked at Sikong Yujiu with displeased expressions. Only Yunfan looked very calm. It seems that everything is already understood.
In fact, when Yun Fan agreed to help the blind girl Pei, he already had a plan. He was thinking about how to find Mr. Sikong and find out some details about the "inner demon" murder from his mouth. Now that he had this great opportunity, how could he miss it. I just took this opportunity to find out more about the matter and detoxify the old man. It really killed two birds with one stone.
Zhang San's wife seemed unwilling to give up and continued: "Please, Doctor Sikong, my husband's illness makes him very painful every night."
"If everyone comes to me whenever they are sick, wouldn't I be very busy?! Go back! It's painful." Sikong Zhenjiu said leisurely.
Seeing this, Zhang San knew that it was a foregone conclusion that Divine Doctor Sikong would not heal him this time, so he did not continue to beg, and instead said: "Mysterious Doctor Sikong, when will you feel better?" He knew that if he continued to plead, On the contrary, it will make the miracle doctor even more disgusted, and then I will never want to see him again in the future.
Sikong Yujiu snorted: "If you continue to be so long-winded and chattering, I will be in a bad mood as soon as I see you."
Seeing this, Zhang San whispered to his wife beside him: "Let's go, madam!" Then the couple lowered their heads slightly and left quickly with sad expressions.
Sikong Zhenjiu dismissed the two of them and turned around slowly. Just as he was about to enter the room, an angry word suddenly came to his ears: "This is unreasonable. What kind of miracle doctor are you? What you did is simply... He's just a bastard." Meng Zhiqiu was already very dissatisfied with what he did. If he hadn't considered that there were outsiders here, it would have been inappropriate to act like this, so he would have taken action.
Sikong Zhenjiu slowly turned his eyes when he heard this. He saw Yun Fan at a glance and said in surprise: "It's you!"
