When Qiao Yuli came out of the bathroom, his demonic energy was over, and he was only wearing a bath towel. He was tall, but thin, with rotten scars on his skin, and his face was hideous, except for those eyes. In addition to normal, there is no good meat elsewhere, and the whole person looks like a zombie.
The servants who were supporting him were wearing gloves, and their eyes shifted, not daring to fall on him.
An Xian asked them to help Qiao Yuli to lie down on a chair, and then began to treat the wound on his body. These wounds are different from ordinary traumas. They are caused by the long-term erosion of demonic energy. The dark energy in them must be removed before they can be slowly healed. Jin Qi in the orphanage was luckier than him, and the content of demonic energy was not high, far from eroding his body.
As for Qiao Yuli in front of him, the demonic energy has already begun to devour his vitality. If he can't find a cure, he may not survive for three years.
Joey Li lay on the chair, silently watching An Xian's every move. In this person's eyes, he didn't see any disgust, fear, and rejection, and when he touched his body, he didn't hesitate or flinch at all. He was always so peaceful and indifferent, making him feel that he was actually no different from a normal person.
This kind of feeling is good, no matter what the outcome of the treatment is, at least I don't have to endure the hypocrisy of others who are obviously afraid but still try to hide it.
In fact, Qiao Yuli has been bearish on life and death, and the only thing he wants is peace and relief.
The cool feeling came from the wound, penetrated into the skin with a gentle force, and relieved the pain on the body little by little, just like being among the white clouds, the wind was blowing, and it was peaceful.
Qiao Yuli lowered his eyes, his vision gradually became hazy, but after a while, he fell asleep peacefully.
A hint of surprise flashed in Fulin's eyes, he had never seen the eldest young master sleep so peacefully. Suffering from pain since childhood, the nerves have become fragile and sensitive, and the mental strength is also very unstable. Even with anesthesia, he may not be able to sleep well. And this young man, in just a few dozen minutes, let him fall asleep peacefully.
After helping Qiao Yuli deal with the wound, An Xian said to Fulin, "Let's come here today, I will give you these two bottles of medicine, use them according to the instructions, and I will come back for a follow-up in three days."
"Is there anything else to watch out for?" Flynn asked.
"No more for now." An Xian put on his backpack and got up to leave.
"Wait a minute, please be sure to have lunch before leaving, otherwise we would be too rude." Fulin retained.
"No, I still have a lot of work to do. I'll talk about it next time I have a chance." Although he was interested in inquiring about the spiritual tool and the relics of cultivation, the two sides were not familiar with each other, so it was inconvenient to say more. Anyway, Qiao Yuli still needs a long follow-up treatment, and Anxian is not in a hurry.
Fulin sent Anxian out of the villa all the way, and before getting in the car, Anxian handed him another bottle of medicine.
"This is?"
"For Georges."
Fulin understood immediately, put away the medicine bottle, and watched her leave.
At dusk, Qiao Yuli woke up from his sleep and looked at the sunset outside the window, with a faint golden light in his eyes.
"Young Master, you are awake." Fulin walked into the room with tea.
"He left?" Qiao Yuli didn't look back, just asked lightly.
"Yes." Flynn put the tray on the bedside table and asked concernedly, "How are you feeling now?"
"It's okay." Qiao Yuli turned his head and asked again, "What time is the next appointment?"
"Three days later."
Qiao Yuli nodded, looked at the jade pendant hanging not far away, and said, "Send the frosted jade pendant over there. He looked at it a few times before, and he must like it very much."
"Okay." Fulin took off the jade pendant without any hesitation. Although this jade pendant is a valuable antique, it is not uncommon for the Qiao family.
Qiao Yuli stopped talking, looked out the window quietly, and didn't know what he was thinking.
That night, Anxian received a gift from the Qiao family. In addition to various rare medicinal materials, there was also the jade pendant that he had seen in Qiao Yuli's room.
Although most of the spiritual energy in the jade pendant has been consumed, the shape is intact, and the formations depicted inside are not damaged. As long as it is well nourished, it will still be a good spiritual tool.
An Xian decided to wear it with him, and use his spiritual energy and life breath to slowly warm up.
After practicing in the evening, An Xian received a text message from He Rin: [Going to Qiao's house today?]
Anxian did not return.
A few minutes later, the second text message came again: [I know you are angry, but if you are in trouble, you must come to me.]
Anxian still did not return.
[Okay, don't bother, rest early. By the way, before going to bed, remember to look out the window.]
outside the window? An Xian subconsciously turned his head and looked out the window, only to see a beam of light rising into the sky, and then a large emoticon blooming in the night sky, a pair of round eyes blinking like a wind, his mouth trembling and pouting, and Two wavy tears kept flowing, flickering, especially hot eyes.
Anxian: "… "
Someone's cute pose is always so embarrassing, the style of painting is completely wrong, right
The next day, Anxian went online and continued to dig deeper into the information about the Qiao family. The Qiao family's Snake Shield Group has been established for more than 100 years. Before that, it was said to be a major overlord in the sea, and their traces can always be found in sporadic records.
After reading these materials, An Xian can roughly summarize two points: First, the Qiao family has a long history, which can be traced back at least four or five hundred years ago; second, they have been engaged in marine-related careers for generations.
If most of the ruins in the era of self-cultivation sank to the bottom of the sea, then the Qiao family, who has been walking on the sea all the year round, would have a much higher probability of discovering these ruins than others.
What An Xian wants to know now is no longer which relics of sects the Qiao family has discovered, but which "several" relics of sects have been discovered, and even they themselves may be ancient families inherited from the era of self-cultivation.
With these questions, An Xian came to Qiao's house again.
Qiao Yuli's complexion was obviously much better than last time, and the originally corrupted wound had grown new flesh, and his complexion was mottled and looked rather strange.
Sitting peacefully on the edge of the bed, he pulled up his wrist, checked his physical condition with his spiritual sense, and then asked, "When was the last time you got sick?"
"Last night." Qiao Yuli's vocal cords seemed to be damaged, and his voice was hoarse.
An Xian nodded: "I came by coincidence."
Although the time of the demonic energy rushing into the body is irregular, with Qiao Yuli's demonic energy content, it should occur at least once a day. The last time was last night, so the next time must be today. Only when he is sick can she use the Jing water bottle to help him heal.
"Since there is still time, why don't you take me around?" An Xian suggested.
"Me?" A look of surprise flashed across Joey's face.
Nodding peacefully.
Qiao Yuli thought for a while, then lifted the quilt, propped himself up and got out of bed.
An Xian stepped aside and watched the servant help him put on his coat and help him out.
After walking a few steps, Qiao Yuli turned his head and looked at him with questioning eyes when he realized that An Xian hadn't followed.
Anxian strolled over to him and said, "I want to talk to you alone."
Qiao Yuli was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, pushed away the servant's hand, and ordered, "Go down first."
"This..." The servant hesitated, but after inadvertently swept his hideous face, he immediately fell silent.
An Xian walked out of the room first, and Qiao Yuli followed her slowly, trembling, but still standing.
"Does this villa have a history?" An Xian suddenly asked.
"Yes." Qiao Yuli replied while striding hard, "She was built more than 300 years ago, and it is a sign that the Qiao family officially settled in Heron City."
"You didn't live here before?"
"Well, the Qiao family used to be home to the four seas and traveled in various seas. The boat was our residence. It was not until more than 300 years ago that we finally developed enough strength and decided to settle down."
"Can you tell me specifically?"
"I have been frail since I was a child and have never participated in family affairs." Qiao Yuli's eyes dimmed.
Anxian did not appease his small emotions, but changed the question: "Are you very interested in antiques? I see that you have a lot of antiques in your house."
Hearing this question, Qiao Yuli finally regained his composure, and replied: "Yes, I have learned how to identify antiques with the master, and I have handled most of the antiques collected by the Qiao family." Dayton, he asked, "Are you interested in these too?"
Interested, very interested.
"Yeah." An Xian's surface was still calm, "Can you introduce me to some antiques?"
There was a strange brilliance in Qiao Yuli's eyes, which instantly made the hideous face even more hideous. But for An Xian, who used to deal with monsters a lot, this kind of hideousness is really not enough.
"Let's go, I'll take you to my study, where pictures and documents of all the antiquities I've handled over the years are stored."
An Xian smiled and replied, "Okay."
Qiao Yuli's steps became brisk, and the staggering stiffness before was completely gone.
An Xian followed behind him with a faint smile in his eyes.