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After hearing what Zhang Laowu had to say, Qian Santong frowned and sighed, "Ah, Hong Ling Powder is one of the five great strange poisons that I refined. In the past, the Half-faced Elder was determined to get some from me. If it weren't for the many years of friendship between us, I really wouldn't have given it to him. I didn't think that this old man would actually give this poison to his granddaughter.

"It's too late for Uncle Qian to say anything now, so please come with me. My master is really anxious right now!" Seeing Qian Santang sigh, Zhang Laoban's heart sank to the bottom.

It's not that I'm not willing to go with you, but that there's no use in going, now that little girl is blind, no matter how you treat her, she won't light up. As for life saving yourself, I'll give you a set of prescription, just take it back and get the antidote according to it. After hearing Zhang Laoban's words, Qian Santong thought for a while and refused to personally go and check out the situation.

"This... Uncle Qian, if you don't go, then my master will skin me alive. Hearing Qian Santong's rejection, Zhang Laoban felt like he was going crazy. He knew his master's temper very well. If he really didn't invite Qian Santong back, then this matter wouldn't end yet!

Seeing that Zhang Laoban was pestering him, Qian Santong spat on the ground. Then, his face changed and he said in annoyance: "Tempering! Instead of coming to find me, the half-faced old monster instead called a little kid like you over, which makes me angry just thinking about it. I can give you a list of ways to get away with it, but if you continue to tangle with me, then wait for the half-faced old freak to come and invite me! "

Hearing Qian Santang's words, the eighth brother immediately smiled, nodded his head and bowed, and said, "No, my Uncle Qian, you are my uncle by blood. You can do whatever you want. Then this nephew will wait for your beautiful voice!"

Although Zhang Laowu had only met Qian Santong a few times, he had heard from his own master that Qian Santong had a strange temper. If he really did get angry, then he would have to wait for his master to come and invite him! Therefore, Zhang Laoban quickly stopped when he saw the situation. He was afraid that if he spoke a few more words, this matter would be ruined!

"Heh heh …" "Brat, you also have times to be afraid of things. After getting the list, I guess that you won't be able to finish it today. After drinking and feeling a little dizzy, I'll give it to you tomorrow morning!" Seeing that Elder Zhang had given in, Qian Santang yawned and prepared to delay the matter until the next day.

Uncle Qian, oh, no. Ancestor Qian, you are my ancestor. Old Eighth is begging you, please give me a list now. I will go back and save him. Zhang Laoban was really anxious now. Qian Santong had agreed to write the order, but this old freak was going to drag it on for another day.

"Sigh ~ You little brat, enough, you call me ancestor now, your status is even higher than your master's. Let's do it like this, I'll write a list now, and after I'm done I'll need you to bring a document back for your master!" After saying this, Qian Santong asked Zhang Laoban to borrow a pen and ink from the storekeeper.

He borrowed a pen and ink from Qian Santong. As he grinded the ink, he flattered Qian Santong, "Ancestor Qian, your unparalleled medical skill is considered a top priority in the martial arts world. Can you please pass some of your skills to me?"

Hearing that Zhang Sanguan had the intention to learn something, he gave a wry smile and said, "Hey, did you teach me the skills of a half-faced old freak to you?"

"That's not true. I'm afraid that I will never be able to see Master's back in this life. I just want to learn a few things. Ancestor, please teach me!" Hearing Qian Santong's question, Zhang Laoban felt that something was amiss. Thus, he hurriedly called out to his ancestors one by one.

Seeing that Zhang Laoban had almost finished his research, Qian Santang started writing on a bamboo stick after he dipped a brush in some ink. He said as he wrote, "Come find me when you've learnt half of your master's skills!"

Hearing Qian Santong's words, the eyes of Zhang Laoban lit up. He then excitedly asked Qian Santang, "Ancestor, are you serious?"

"I don't have the time to waste time with you, brat. Here, this thing you want, and this letter is for your master. Take it and do whatever you need to do. This old man wants to rest!" Qian Santong wrote a few words on the two bamboo sticks and blew two breaths on them. Seeing that he had done enough, he handed them over to Old Zhang.

After respectfully receiving the two bamboo sticks, Zhang Laoban hid them close to his body. After that, he tried to worm his way into being intimate with Qian Santong. "Ancestor, I would like to discuss something with you!"

Seeing Zhang Laoban's cautious eyes darting around, Qian Santong guessed that this kid must have some dirty ideas. He sighed and said, "Ai ~ You brat, if you open your mouth, there's nothing good you can do. If you have something to say, just say it!"

"Ancestor, after this is over, I will come to find you. What do you think?" After hearing what Qian Santong had to say, Zhang Laoban rubbed his hands together as he told him with a smile.

"Scram!" No way! Your master can't even control you, and you still want to cause trouble for me? I'm going to do something big, and if you don't leave now, I'll smash you with a Pear Blossom Rain! " Hearing that Zhang Laoban wanted to be with his group, Qian Santang immediately shouted loudly.

Hearing Qian Santong's angry shout, Zhang Laoban quickly ran away like a wisp of smoke. But as he ran, he did not forget to reply, "Good, good …" Ancestor, I'll f * * k off, I'll f * * k off. I don't dare to accept the Rain Pear Blossom, so you should just leave it to deal with those blind people! "

After watching Zhang Laoban leave, Qian Santong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Seedlings are really good, but they're way too improper. Among all the disciples of this half-faced old freak, this guy is the only one who thinks so highly of me. What a pity!"

Just as Qian Santong finished his sentence, Mr. Zhang suddenly came out from a side door and said, "What's a pity?" If you really want to take him in, it's still too late. You're just finding excuses for yourself! "

Hearing someone's reply, Qian Santong quickly turned his head. When he saw that Mr. Zhang, who had been supported back to his room by Xiang Tian, had appeared, he asked in confusion, "You …" Aren't you drunk? "