But Mo Suiyun still shook his head, "Not really."
Mo Zhangkuang thought for a while, and said with some regret: "Perhaps, Fengying really made a mistake." The medicine man had already been extinct, and now there is no second medicine man except for that old antique in the clan.
"You go down first."
"Good housekeeper."
After the news broadcast was over, Mo Zhangkuang got up and walked out of the small building. He stood in the courtyard outside the building, looking at the houses on Dongshan from the air.
I don't know if someone will surprise him in this year's competition
He hadn't met a young genius who surprised him for many years. In the past few years of the Mo clan, except for Mo Fengying, no one can make him see the future.
But because of that damned curse, Fengying was destined not to live past the age of twenty-five!
If Fengying wanted to survive, she had to kill Nangong Yingying. But once Nangong Yingying died, there would be no medicine man in this world anymore. In the future, the medicine produced by the Mo family would become less and less effective, and the Mo family's status would be shaken sooner or later.
The Mo family's scenery has been boundless for hundreds of years, and it seems that they are coming to the end of the road.
Thinking of the decline of the Mo family day by day under his hands, Mo Zhangkuang felt guilty. He couldn't help thinking, if, if that person hadn't been kicked out of the Mo family back then, and the Mo family had been handed over to that person, would there have been a new way out
But as soon as this idea popped up, it was snuffed out by Mo Zhangkuang.
That person is dead, and I still think about what to do with those who have nothing.-
Song Ci opened his eyes again, it was already bright.
She leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Song Fei who had already finished grooming, and hurriedly asked, "I just fell asleep like this last night? Didn't you eat?"
Song Fei turned her head, looked at her without words, pointed to the watch on her wrist, and told her, "Song Ci, you can really sleep. You slept for thirteen hours in one sleep."
Song Ci went to bed at seven o'clock last night, and now it's eight o'clock, past breakfast time. Song Fei pointed to the breakfast on the small table and said, "I brought you breakfast."
Others are assistants queuing up to get breakfast, but they are better, and it becomes her to serve the assistants.
Song Ci threw off the quilt, went to the table and sat down. Mo's breakfast is deep-fried dough sticks with soy milk and steamed buns. The steamed buns taste really good, the meat is fragrant and the skin is soft.
Song Fei probably also knew that buns were delicious, so she brought six of them back to Song Ci, who ate them all in one go. After eating the buns, she began to pinch the belly on her belly, and said worriedly: "If Mo's breakfast is always so delicious, then I will gain weight."
Song Fei: "The premise is that we can advance all the way. If we can't advance, we can pack our bags and leave in three days."
Song Ci said: "What are you afraid of, you are a little genius."
Song Fei looked at Song Ci hesitantly, wanting to tell Song Ci that she was really not proficient in Chinese medicine. But when the words came to her lips, Song Fei held back again.
She wants face!
Song Ci saw that Song Fei's clothes were rather strange. They were black cotton clothes with a red belt around her waist. Song Ci picked up the belt and saw the number 17 on the belt.
"Is this the clothes that the Mo family gave you?"
"Well, school uniform."
Song Ci pouted, "It's ugly, not fashionable at all."
Song Fei also felt that this dress was very ugly, but there was no way, everyone wore this. "If you go out and have a look, you will know that in the entire Mo family, there is no one who is close to fashion."
Song Fei raised her chin towards the small stool beside her, and said to Song Ci, "That's your clothes, go and change."
Song Ci was unwilling in every possible way, so she could only take off her private clothes and put on Mo's school uniform. While getting dressed, she said, "Should we as assistants also wear school uniforms?"
"Well, it's treated equally."
"Then you are not going to class, we have to follow along, right?"
"What do you think?" Song Fei gave Song Ci a meaningful look.
Song Ci suddenly looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, "I really want to go back." But when she thought that grandma was imprisoned in the Mo clan, she would be bloodletted every day, and her heart would be gouged out after death, Song Ci cheered up again. "Come on, let's go out and have a look."
"Walk."
The sisters came out of the room. No one was seen in the corridor, and it was eerily quiet. Song Ci stepped on the solid wooden steps and followed Song Fei down the stairs. The two walked around the narrow path and finally met a Mo family.
It was a man in his twenties with an unremarkable appearance who was drying newly harvested herbs. Song Ci smelled the fragrance of the medicine, she walked over and sniffed it, and said, "Is this lotus herb?"
The man drying the medicine tilted his head in surprise, and said to Song Ci, "Does the girl know you?"
"Well, lotus herb, the leaves are like camphor leaves, the flowers are like lotus, and the lotus heart is boiled into medicine to cure insomnia. It is used in some expensive insomnia medicines on the market now." These are all the medical skills that Song Ci used to see. It was written, and Song Ci remembered it after reading it once.
Seeing that Song Ci could accurately describe the characteristics and properties of the medicine, the man looked at her with a friendly look. Noticing that there was no number on Song Ci's red belt, but the number 17 was written on the belt of the girl behind her who looked similar to her, he immediately understood.
"Are you sisters?"
"Yeah." Song Ci pointed to Song Fei behind her, and said, "This is my sister."
The man nodded and said with a smile: "My sister, as an assistant, can recognize this lotus grass at a glance. I think my sister must be very knowledgeable and skilled in medicine. I don't know where the girl came from?"
Song Fei felt embarrassed when he was praised so much by the man.
Where did the teacher come from
Song Ci answered and said, "Our father is a Chinese medicine doctor, not a famous family, but a barefoot doctor in the countryside."
"I think Zunfu must be a great gentleman."
Song Ci chuckled, and she asked the man, "What's your name?"
The man said: "Mo Fengqing."
Song Cixiu frowned slightly, and asked, "What's your relationship with Mo Fengying?"
"We are all descendants of Feng's generation, and Miss Fengying is the best of our generation. I don't have much contact with her." In fact, in the Mo family, only Mo Fengying can make friends with her. Mo's genius.
Ordinary odd jobs like them have no chance to make friends with Mo Fengying. Seeing that these two girls knew Mo Fengying, Mo Fengqing respected them even more.
Song Ci knew that this kind of family respected the strong, so she didn't ask Mo Fengqing about other things. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't get any useful answers.
"By the way, little brother Fengqing, how do I get to the school?" Their new foreign students have to receive three days of systematic teaching before they can participate in the competition three days later.
Mo Fengqing hurriedly said: "It's just on the top of the mountain in the north, you can take the No. 9 cable car directly to it."
"Thanks!"
After all, Song Ci took Song Fei to the No. 9 cable car.
After getting in the car, Song Fei frowned and taught Song Ci, "If Han Zhan knows that you are hooking up with men outside, he won't teach you when he goes back, and I will be considered a loser."
Song Ci: "You don't tell me, I don't tell you, who knows?"
Song Fei stared at her.
Song Ci looked at the valley below and saw many Mo family members busy. She said, "Song Fei, do you think I'm teasing my little brother?"
Song Fei: "Isn't it?" She watched the little brother named Mo Fengqing being teased by Song Ci until his ears turned red.
Song Ci shook her head, "No." Song Ci told Song Fei, "In just a few words, I got a lot of news."
Song Fei asked doubtfully, "What do you know?"
"Mo Fengying is considered to be the best of the Mo family, but from what I see, Mo Fengying is nothing more than that. I once heard Han Zhan say that when the old man of the Long family came to participate in the competition, the Mo family was full of geniuses. That day In my generation, there are geniuses who are not arrogant, geniuses who are not frivolous, and pharmaceutical monsters who are not arrogant."
"However, in just a few short decades, the Mo family has fallen to this point. A mere Mo Fengying is the most powerful young man. Tell me, is the Mo family's talents withering and the sun will soon fade away?"
Song Fei thought about it carefully, and it was indeed such a reason.
"Moreover, the Mo family is a cursed family. The biological children of each of their patriarchs are cursed people, and none of them can live past the age of twenty-five. If Mo Fengqing wants to live past the age of twenty-five, he must dig Take the heart of a medicine man. But the medicine man is already on the verge of extinction, and any medicine man is a precious treasure. If Mo Fengying digs out the heart of the medicine man in order to survive, then the Mo family will face the situation where there is no more medicine man to use , then."
A smile curled up on the corners of Song Ci's lips, and she gloated and said, "Without the assistance of the medicine man, the medicines manufactured and developed by the Mo family will lose their powerful efficacy. How is it different from the pharmaceutical groups outside? The aristocratic status of the aristocratic family will surely collapse!"
"The Mo family is about to perish!"
This is the information Song Ci collected from Mo Fengqing's answer in a few words.
There will be a big explosion tomorrow, babies, get book coins and monthly tickets ready.
(end of this chapter)