Along the way, Ye Hong could feel many figures following him secretly.
But Ye Hong didn't care about these minions.
At this time, he was standing in front of the yard, twitching his nose slightly.
A strange and pungent smell floated into his nostrils.
Ye Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, but walked closer to the yard.
The moment he was about to step into the courtyard gate, he suddenly felt countless eyes in the dark.
Most of these eyes were filled with murderous intent and warning.
Ye Hong raised his lips slightly and stepped into the courtyard without hesitation.
"who?!"
In the center of the yard, an old white-haired servant who was sweeping the floor glared at Ye Hong.
Ye Hong ignored him and just looked at the small house in the middle of the yard silently.
Although the room is small, there is a complex atmosphere constantly coming out of it, as if there are many people hidden inside.
Ye Hong walked up to the hut, his eyes resting on the two stone tripods in front of the house.
It seems that the Ximen family has an incomprehensible preference for things like tripods, and even places like this do not forget to place two small stone tripods.
But Ye Hong's attention was on the two lines of ancient writing on Ding.
I saw the inscription on the stone tripod on the left side: "I am talking about being crazy as a young man, holding the yellow on the left and holding the blue on the right."]
The stone cauldron on the right is engraved with "Branded Hat and Mink Fur, Thousands of Riders Rolling Around Ping Gang."]
"The left hand holds the yellow, the right holds the blue sky"
Ye Hong murmured and looked at the cabin in front of him with interest: "So this is [that person's] residence?"
After saying that, he opened the door without hesitation.
"Hey, what's wrong with you kid?!"
The old servant simply threw away the broom, cursed, and hurried over.
After opening the door, the first thing that hits your nose is the strong smell of medicine.
It's so rich that it almost turns into substance.
It's like entering a medicine vat.
At a glance, a dazzling array of rare medicinal materials filled the entire house as if they were free.
Good guy, how many good medicinal materials are needed for this!
Ye Hong looked away from the mountain of medicine with some reluctance and looked at several figures standing in the room.
All of these people are women.
There are young and old, and they all look pretty good.
They were all dressed in plain clothes and looked haggard.
Seeing a stranger intruding, these women were all frightened and screamed.
"Sh-"
Ye Hong put his index finger between his lips and made a silent gesture.
"I am the ancient doctor invited by the Ximen family."
After hearing Ye Hong's words, the faces of those women became much calmer.
But there was doubt in his eyes.
An older woman stood up and asked doubtfully: "Are you an ancient doctor
So young
Also, where are your medical tools? "
At this time, the old servant also ran into the house panting, pointed at Ye Hong and said: "Madam, this boy's origin is unknown, please don't let him get close to the master!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all those women changed.
He surrounded the bed behind him more tightly and stared at Ye Hong with a wary expression.
Ye Hong shrugged and sighed: "I am a special ancient physician from the Ancient Physicians Association.
Could it be that you don’t want your master to be cured? "
"this"
The faces of the women showed hesitation and wavering again.
It was the old woman who asked aloud: "You said you are a special ancient doctor, but do you have any proof?"
Ye Hong didn't say anything, but took out a small delicate box from the inner pocket of his windbreaker.
The box was opened, and twelve golden needles lay quietly inside.
(End of chapter)