The snake venom was like a living thing, continuously burrowing into the armpits and hitting the vital points of the heart, but it did not cause any damage. The man who should have been dead was lying peacefully at the foot of the stairs, his chest rising and falling slightly. Gu Boyang could not tell who he was. Asleep or unconscious.
Unable to complete the scheduled trial, he felt uneasy.
A smile appeared on Yi Lian's wrinkled old face, and he patted his shoulder and encouraged him: "Boyang, you did a good job. This man's physique is unusual, which is very rare for our medicine refining hall. The materials are worth ten Gelsemium snakes. From today on, you are the official apprentice of the Medicine Refining Hall, follow He Yanzi and work hard!"
Gu Boyang breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. He Yanzi was the direct disciple of Elder Yi. He had a temper and ability. Working under him could not be said to have a promising future, at least he would not become cannon fodder for testing drugs. He knelt down on his knees, first kowtowed respectfully to Elder Yi, and then paid homage to He Yanzi with the same humility.
He Yanzi is in his thirties, with a slim figure and a pleasant smile. He holds a folding fan in his hand all year round, giving people an arty impression. He waited for Gu Boyang to bow three times before he kindly helped him up and said, "Boyang, Master, he values you very much. You have to be more upbeat and don't ruin the reputation of our medicine refining hall!"
Gu Boyang only agreed.
He Yanzi encouraged him a few more times, called a boy, and asked him to lead Gu Boyang to the accounting office to pay one month's payment in advance, take a bath and change clothes, and settle down first. Gu Boyang was grateful, saluted the two of them again, and exited the small courtyard with his hands lowered.
With no outsiders present, Yi Lian's face darkened. He paced with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows knotted, and he pondered for a long time before saying, "Yanzi, what do you think?"
He Yanzi had already made up his mind and said: "He is a martial arts practitioner with strong muscles and bones. Judging from the calluses on his hands, he must be practicing swordsmanship. He suffered a catastrophe, was homeless, suffered a lot, suffered internal and external injuries." It was extremely heavy, and I could barely hold it down. If it had been another person, I'm afraid he would have died long ago, but this person...may have taken some magical medicine or herb, or the fairy city's golden elixir, when he was young, so there is no danger of his life. , even if Gelsemium venom invades the heart orifices, it can be easily resolved, even if it has a serious background."
"You have a very accurate vision!" Yi Lian is proud of his disciple. Ding Xingwang, the helmsman of the Tianlong Gang in Jinkou, is mostly a powerful man. There are very few clear-headed talents like He Yanzi. Even if he is at the helm, Next to the Lord, his intelligence was enough to stand out.
"Wake him up, I have something to ask him."
He Yanzi responded, lifted up his skirt and squatted beside the man, tapped several acupuncture points on his head with his middle finger, and applied silver needles. His medical skills were extremely skillful. Within a short time, the other party opened his eyes and woke up. His eyes were a little blurred, his breathing was intermittent, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Yi Lian lowered his head and stared into his eyes, and said slowly: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Young man, what is your name?"
The man's eyes moved slightly, and with all his strength, he raised his right hand tremblingly, looked at his swollen and blackened index finger, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sheep... protect..."
Yi Lian felt that the name seemed familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he was not impressed. He subconsciously asked, "Mu Yiyang?"
"Sheep...Heshuo Sheep..."
Yi Lian was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, and he had already reacted when he heard the word "Heshuo". He Yanzi glanced at him, coughed, and said cautiously: "Master, he is a survivor of the Heshuo Yang clan."
The man twitched the corners of his mouth, looking like crying and laughing, and said intermittently: "Heshuo Yangshi... I am the only one left..."
The Yang family of Heshuo is a well-known wealthy businessman in the north. Their business is spread across three towns in Hebei. They are powerful and wealthy. There are even rumors among the people that in the three towns of Weibo, Fanyang and Chengde, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and the imperial edict cannot reach them. Yang's words are very useful.
Although Jinkou is far away from the three towns in Hebei Province, we have heard about such a major event as the Yang family's annihilation. It is said that Yang Kai, the eldest son of the Yang family, was greedy for beauty and coveted the family property. He colluded with the sorceress of the Donghai sect and lured the wolf into the house. As a result, more than 300 people in the family suffered misfortune, and no one was spared. The crimes of the Donghai Sect aroused public outrage in the martial arts world. In order to uphold the right path and promote righteousness, various gangs and factions in the Central Plains martial arts sect formed an alliance and sent all their elites to hunt down the demon girl. They fought thousands of miles from Hebei to Huaiyang, and died under the sword of the demon girl. There are countless chivalrous heroes.
After the Yang family was wiped out, there were no tigers in the mountains and demons were dancing wildly. A group of old shopkeepers who were loyal to the Yang family lost their backbone. The industry that had been in business for many years was quickly divided up by all parties. A farce of competing for interests broke out in the three towns of Hebei. staged and intensified. In such a situation, the appearance of Yang Hu means that the Yang family has not destroyed the family. He is the only survivor and the only heir. Whoever controls him means controlling the huge wealth of the three towns in Hebei. .
Yi Lian and He Yanzi were so excited that they both thought of using Yang Hu's identity to seek their own interests. The two looked at each other. Interests and risks coexisted. They needed to plan carefully. The top priority was to conceal the existence of Yang Hu from the outside and win his trust and cooperation internally.
Of course, the prerequisite is that he didn't lie.
Yi Lian stroked his beard thoughtfully and said solemnly: "You said that you are the sheep protector of the Heshuo Yang clan. You are just talking nonsense. Do you have any evidence?"
The man tapped his chest with his swollen and blackened index finger and slowly closed his eyes. He Yanzi knelt down again and pulled out a jade plaque from his chest. After a moment's hesitation, he cut off the lanyard and handed it over. In the master's hands. Yi Lian looked at the jade plaque carefully. It was a fine mutton-fat white jade, engraved with the Kaitai pattern of three sheep. The carving was delicate and meticulous. There was a word "protect" in the lower right corner, which was inlaid with gold wire. It was only about the size of a fly's head. He I have never seen such exquisite craftsmanship in my life.
Yi Lian nodded slightly towards He Yanzi. With this jade tablet as evidence, that person must be the Yanghu.
The jade sign of "Three Yang Kaitai" is real, but the person is not the Yanghu, but Wei Shiqi, who borrowed Guo Chuanlin's body to regain his soul. That day, Yang Hu was being chased by someone, and he lost his footing and fell into the rapids. He grabbed Wei Shiqi's arm, and they both drifted down. He was hit by a sword in his side, and his blood flowed profusely. His body became colder and colder, and there was no chance of survival. A wave of resentment surged in his chest. Before he died, Yang Hu finally recognized Guo Chuanlin and thought he was Guo Chuanlin. Chuan Lin struggled to take off the "Three Yang Kaitai" jade plaque, put it around his neck, and told him to avenge himself and the Yang family. As long as he destroyed the Donghai Sect, the Yang family's wealth would be available to him.
After saying the last few words, Yang Hu lost all hope of life, and his body was swept into the undercurrent and disappeared. Death is like a lamp going out. Momentary anger and empty words cannot be taken seriously. However, the person Yang Hu promised was not Guo Chuanlin, but Wei Shiqi. Every word and every word he said became a secret. The agreement is evidenced by the laws of heaven and earth. Wei Shiqi decided to accept this cause and effect. Guo Chuanlin's identity could no longer be used. With the jade card in hand, he was the only survivor of the Heshuo Yang clan, Yang Hu.
