"Bai Libin, you didn't even say a word to me when you came back!" After Bai Libin heard the commotion outside, he calmed down to study his formation, and suddenly a slightly obscure Chinese voice came from outside.
After playing with the stone for a moment, he slightly raised his eyes and looked forward, and saw a handsome mixed-race face with extremely deep brows. He was a little shocked, "Fei Ye?"
Murong Feiye stepped into the yard and circled around Bai Libin a few times, "My skills have indeed improved, and I hope to enter the qualifying competition this year."
Upon hearing this, Bai Libin's gentle face turned pale. He glanced at his legs, his eyes filled with sadness, "I'd better forget it."
"I thought you could change a little this time, but why are you still like this!" After hearing his words, Murong Feiye slapped the table. He couldn't stand Baili Bin's appearance the most. He wanted to continue saying something, but suddenly remembered After hearing Tang Qingqiu's instructions, he swallowed the words on his lips again, "Will you leave the ancient martial arts world when you come back this time?"
"No." Bai Libin looked at the formed formation on the table and shook his head slightly, "Just stay here and give some advice to the descendants of the Baili family."
Murong Feiye was quite satisfied after hearing the first sentence, but he wanted to curse the next sentence again, so he held it in again, "Okay, I came to you today to ask you something. After so many years, Do you still remember your aunt?"
"Of course I remember." Bai Libin stretched out two fingers and added another stone to the table. Although his aunt has been abroad and never returned, there has always been a connection between them.
"Just remember, let me tell you something," Murong Feiye lowered his voice, "I saw someone yesterday who looked very much like your aunt."
As soon as these words came out, Bai Libin's hand paused. The first thing that came to his mind was that elegant and beautiful face, with eyes that seemed to be filled with starlight. He tilted his eyes slightly and lowered his eyes, "The world There are so many people who look like me online.”
Not surprising either.
But before going to bed every day, he would inevitably toss and turn. There were many people who looked alike, but who had such similar talents
"Aren't you curious at all?" Murong Feiye didn't know Baili Bin was so calm. "In the two years when Aunt Baili disappeared, you weren't curious about what she did? And why did she lose her memory?"
"My aunt has settled in country Y and will not come back again." Bai Libin waved her hand, lowered her eyes, and said in an indifferent voice, "No need to say any more."
"Okay." Murong Feiye touched his nose and said nothing if he didn't want to, "I'll go in and find Grandpa Baili."
After Murong Feiye entered, Bai Libin raised his eyes. The pebble in his hand did not fall for a long time. He sighed and took out the piece of paper in his pocket. It was the little gossip picture that Gu Xiqiao had drawn for him. Layout.
After pondering for a long time, the emotion in his eyes was uncertain.
After receiving the call from his apprentice, Rong Feishuang rushed to the Su family. He had also seen the Su family master's illness. At that time, he was unable to do anything. Although he was revered as a miracle doctor, this was only spread among the ancient martial arts circles. Guang, he is good at poisoning and detoxifying, and is good at traditional Chinese medicine, but when encountering a disease like the old man of the Su family, it is inevitable that he does not know where to start.
Fortunately, he had an all-powerful apprentice, Zhu Yuan. Although he was unhappy when his apprentice plunged into Western medicine after studying Chinese medicine, as time went by, he gradually understood that Western medicine is a The general trend threw Zhu Yuan into an ancient medical inheritance.
After Zhu Yuan saw Mr. Su's case, he knew what was wrong with him and which direction to study. However, there was no cure for the time being. Rong Feishang didn't understand Western medicine, but Zhu Yuan understood everything as soon as he explained it. , used a few pills he refined and a formation to help Master Su renew his name.
If it were a radical cure, there would be nothing that Miracle Doctor Rong could do, after all, he was not professionally qualified.
Today, I suddenly received a call from Zhu Yuan, saying that Mr. Su had woken up. This surprised Rong Feishuang. He knew that Mr. Su was unconscious and his life was hanging on medication. It was extremely difficult to even open his eyes. But now he was awake.
Rong Feishuang's first reaction was that she couldn't believe it!
But Zhu Yuan had no need to lie to himself, so he went to Su's house.
Zhu Yuan was still there when he arrived, and the Su family's parents had also returned. Doctor Rong saw Mr. Su lying on the bed at a glance. Although his face was not good, he was in good spirits and could still talk to his grandson.
"Miracle Doctor Rong." Upon seeing Rong Feishuang, their family immediately stood up and spoke respectfully.
"What you said is yours." Rong Feishuang didn't care about these false gifts, but walked to his apprentice with piercing eyes, "Did you wake him up?"
Zhu Yuan was reading a piece of paper, which was the result of their research before Gu Xiqiao left. He stood up when he heard Rong Feishuang's voice, but still did not put down the paper in his hand, "Master, you are here!"
After a moment, he realized Rong Feishuang's words again, "I wasn't the one who rescued Mr. Su, there was someone else who rescued him."
"Who?!" Rong Feishuang was very persistent about this person.
"It's what I told you last time, a freshman from University A, a very powerful person." There are not many people who can make Zhu Yuan admire him from the bottom of his heart. Rong Feishuang is a little curious about this person, but when he thinks about him, A major in clinical medicine, I couldn’t help but sigh, it’s not the same path.
Seeing his master like this, Zhu Yuan immediately thought that Gu Xiqiao also knows Chinese medicine!
Before she could say anything, she was interrupted by Rong Feishang, "What is this in your hand?"
"This is a treatment plan that I studied with her." Seeing that he seemed very interested, Zhu Yuan handed the paper over.
Rong Feishuang took it and took a look. He was stunned and looked at it very seriously.
Zhu Yuan: His master can actually understand this
After reading it for a long time, Rong Feishuang sighed: "The pen is full of ink, the writing style is strong and free and easy, good calligraphy, good calligraphy!"
Zhu Yuan: ...I'm so tired. I thought you really understood it when you looked so serious. It scared him to death!
Being interrupted like this, he originally forgot what he wanted to say. Rong Feishang went to check Master Su's pulse. When he touched Master Su's pulse, he looked horrified, "Such a strong vitality, Zhu Yuan, you guys What have you done to have such strong vitality!"
"I told you it wasn't me." Unlike Rong Feishuang, Zhu Yuan couldn't feel the vitality in Mr. Su's body, so he could only analyze Mr. Su's vitality index from the instrument.
"Then what did she do?" Rong Feishuang looked anxious.
Zhu Yuan thought carefully for a while, and then answered cautiously, "Did you give Mr. Su a glass of water?"
Rong Feishuang, "..." Although I am old, I am not confused yet. You just don't like me, Jiang Zi, okay
Zhu Yuan was also helpless. What he said was the truth, but his master didn't believe it, even though he didn't believe it himself.
"You all bully me, an old man," Rong Feishuang sighed, "As expected, I am no longer useful as I grow old. Forget about that kid from the Jiang family bullying me. Even his own disciples bullied me..."
Zhu Yuan: "..." I really thank you.
"Let me contact her for you, but I'm not sure if she will see you." Zhu Yuan said to Rong Feishuang, feeling unsure in his heart.
Gu Xiqiao's thoughts are hard to fathom. Zhu Yuan admires her strength and her foresight. It seems that every step she takes is something she has predicted. Often when he takes a step forward and is complacent, she has already predicted it. Take the first hundred steps, and still keep your heart, and don't be arrogant about a little achievement.
After leaving Su's house, Gu Xiqiao drove back in Little Pink, as if he had nothing to do all of a sudden.
Gu Xiqiao took out his computer and logged into the game out of boredom.
The game is still very lively, with people coming and going. Since the introduction of virtual helmets, more and more people have invested in the game. The more they play, the more they discover the subtleties of the game.
Looking at the row of profile pictures in the friends column, the trumpet with "A Song of Qingjiang" was gray. Xiao Yun was not there, and Su Wu was not there, but Wu Hongwen and Tang Qingqiu were.
Gu Xiqiao led a group of new members of his family to sweep through various dungeons, from low-level to high-level, killing all the big bosses.
The method was straightforward and neat, shocking a group of newcomers.
After cleaning up all this, he felt much better. Gu Xiqiao was about to say hello and get ready to log off, when suddenly a stranger sent a private message.
[Fansheng]: Do you really not know how to paint
This is the second time I have asked her, who is it? Gu Xiqiao narrowed his eyes, then quickly typed on the keyboard, blacking out the man's camera.
A beautiful face appeared in front of him. Although he had expected it, he really saw this person's face clearly. Gu Xiqiao's face turned cold, he typed a few keys, and the pink-clothed character in the game let out a light.
The figure with "Mortal Life" on his head immediately fell to the ground, and the bright golden color on his body suddenly turned into dark gray, and he could no longer die.
In a certain villa in the imperial capital, Mu Yunfan watched the characters in the game die instantly, his eyes deepening.
"Brother Mu, I want to hold an art exhibition!" The door was pushed open, and a crisp voice came from outside.
Mu Yunfan turned off the computer and responded indifferently, "Don't come in, I'll be out right away."
Meng Yufan stood by the door of the study and caught a glimpse of the painting hanging in the center. The jealousy in his eyes deepened. Mu Yunfan's study was very simple. Apart from a computer and some painting tools, there was nothing else. , yet she was never allowed into his room.
Sima Jun was downstairs, and Mu Yunfan followed Meng Yufan downstairs.
"Teacher, have you contacted anyone?" As soon as he arrived downstairs, Mu Yunfan asked Sima Jun. They had been back for a few days. They had been busy with the follow-up of the Biennale and interviews, until Just settled down today.
Sima Jun took a sip of tea and shook his head slightly, "Shen Nianzhi has just returned to University B. It will only take a few days for us to get the news."
Mu Yunfan suppressed his emotions, picked up a cup of tea and drank it, but his fingers could not help but tremble.
Meng Yufan lowered his head and hid the deepness in his eyes. Since he couldn't find it, he would never find it.
Sima Jun and Mu Yunfan were still talking and didn't notice anything wrong with Meng Yufan.
At the same time, Mrs. Jiang rushed home after a busy day and drove the chef out of the kitchen to prepare dinner for her son.
Before anything could be done, the housekeeper came to announce, "Madam, Miss Jiang Tong is here."
"Jiang Tong?" Mrs. Jiang's eyes changed. She came back and didn't hear any rumors. "Let her come in. We'll eat here tonight."
Jiang Tong was waiting outside the door, her eyes fixed. She had just received some news, and she must tell Mrs. Jiang about it.
The housekeeper came out quickly and invited Jiang Tong in very friendly.
After thanking Jiang Tong, she walked in and found Mrs. Jiang in the kitchen. She couldn't believe it for a moment. Mrs. Jiang had always been graceful, luxurious and unattainable in her eyes. She cooked by herself and lived with the fumes. When did she You can actually do this kind of thing
"Tongtong, you came just in time. I'm cooking today and asked Shu Xuan to come back. Well, Feiye is also back today. It's just right for you young people to have a good chat together." Mrs. Jiang said.
Jiang Tong was flattered. She was not very familiar with Mrs. Jiang. The main reason was that she was very talented and stood out among ordinary women. Mrs. Jiang always admired young people with potential, so she was very friendly to Jiang Tong.
"Aunt Jiang," Jiang Tong thought of the rumors about herself in the ancient martial arts world. She was afraid that Mrs. Jiang would dislike her after hearing it, so she told another thing she just knew, "I heard that Mr. Jiang is in the outside world with An ordinary woman has a very close relationship."
Mrs. Jiang paused her hands, her eyes turned cold, and she responded lightly.
Jiang Tong didn't see Mrs. Jiang's expression, and still talked to herself, analyzing the pros and cons, "If he continues like this, he will arouse the dissatisfaction of the Presbyterian Council. Aunt Jiang, you must restrain him well and don't let him go astray. It’s not easy for him to cultivate to this point!”
She looked at Mrs. Jiang, her eyes full of worry.
Mrs. Jiang put down the food in her hand, turned around suddenly, looked at Jiang Tong, her eyes were cold and stern, "Okay! No matter how bad my son is, I will discipline him, and it's your turn as an outsider to dictate?"
In the past, Mrs. Jiang always looked like a kind and graceful lady. Now when she got angry, her calm eyes were the same as Jiang Shuxuan's, without any emotion, cold and deep, which made people shocked.
Jiang Tong didn't expect that Mrs. Jiang would react like this, so she froze instantly and stood on the spot.
Until the butler's voice came from outside, "Master, you are back."
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Ni Meng asked me whether Jiang Mama is handsome or not! ^_^