C17

Tang Yixuan lay in the car, his limbs cold to the point where they were transparent. A surge of heat flowed through his chest, and he knew that Yin Xiaoran was operating her martial arts to help him. He wanted to open his mouth to thank her, but he was unable to move. Faintly hearing someone say it was his brother-in-law, he thought, "Where did I get this brother-in-law?" My sister is still so young, how could she possibly marry? " He thought again, "I'm so heavily injured this time. I wonder if elder sister can cure me. If she can't, then I'll die. Who will take care of her in the future …"

While he was daydreaming, the car had already stopped. His sister received a call and was waiting downstairs early in the morning. She opened the car door and carried Tang Yixuan out. As she did so, she asked, "What happened to my little brother?" When he said those words, his eyes were filled with tears.

Yan Junfang said, "My entire body is ice-cold, I'm afraid... "I can't take it anymore."

"You're lying!" Tang Jingyan suddenly pushed him away and choked with sobs, "He's so young, how could he die?"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed his brother's wrist. When the two saw that her fingers were slightly crooked and were checking her pulse, they couldn't help but be amazed. Then, they saw her take out a small wooden box from her bag, opening her left hand while her right hand moved as fast as the wind, stabbing needles into Tang Yixuan's body one by one. They all thought: Is there really such a silver needle as this in this world?

The two of them didn't know that Tang Jingyan and Tang Yixuan were originally from the same teacher. However, Tang Jingyan didn't learn any martial arts; she only learned medical skills.

Not long after, Tang Jingyan had already taken off her brother's shirt and pierced a total of twenty-five needles into his head, shoulders, and chest.

She was exhausted and covered in sweat, but there was no response from her brother. She could only feel her heart beating rapidly, and she thought to herself: If he dies, then I will die too!

Suddenly, Tang Yixuan's body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing the dark red bruise on his face, Tang Jingyan knew that his injuries had slowed down a bit and quickly called out, "Quick! "Quick, help him get on the carriage!"

Yin Xiaoran had been completely distracted ever since Tang Yixuan was injured. Now that she saw him spitting out blood, she was extremely happy. She carefully picked him up and put him in the car.

However, Yan Junfang said, "He vomited blood again. Hurry and go to the hospital."

"NO!" "I'm not going to the hospital!" Tang Jingyan said, "Go find my master."

"Master?" Yan Junfang froze, thinking: This matter is getting more and more interesting. Acupuncture and master's, how could this not be a martial arts novel?

He was originally an ordinary businessman and didn't know anything about martial arts and medicine. Because of a single call from his girlfriend Tang Jingyan, his view of the world had been completely overturned.

Yan Junfang drove the car, and under Tang Jingyan's guidance, they left the county and headed towards the suburbs.

The further away from the county town, the harder the road was to walk. Soon, the road turned from a highway into a narrow dirt road. Yan Junfang was afraid of hurting Tang Yixuan, so he had to slow down.

Although the road had become narrower, the view from both sides had become much wider. Yan Jun looked out of the window, only to see two endless fields on both sides of the road. The wind was blowing the oily green wheat waves, making them feel relaxed and happy like they were made of soft silk. He thought to himself, "Although this place is a plain, the scenery there isn't any worse than my own."

He did not dare to look and sped up. Half an hour later, he finally arrived at the "Qingshan Village" that Tang Jingyan had mentioned.

Yin Xiaoran and Tang Jingyan were worried about Tang Yixuan's injuries. They didn't wait for the car to stop and carried him to the village.

He saw a small green mountain in the distance, and a small village at the foot of the mountain. The house was sparsely populated by over a hundred families, and there was a large fruit tree growing in front of the village, and there was a pond in front of the village with clear water and smooth water. The pond was filled with lotus flowers, and when the lotus leaves fell on the lotus leaves, the lotus flowers looked like a fairy.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He only felt that the air here was very fresh, mixed with an intoxicating flower fragrance. It gave people the feeling that they were in paradise, having forgotten about the matters of the world.

Yan Junfang thought to himself, "The mountain is not high, but if there is an immortal, then there will be a name." "The water is no longer deep. If there is a dragon, there will be a spirit." Even though this was only a small mountain village, the scenery was pleasant, and the place was beautiful like a fairyland. There might even be an otherworldly expert, and they might even be Tang Jingyan's masters.

With that thought, he felt reinvigorated and walked towards the village. The village wasn't big, so Yan Jun quickly found Master Mei's house (Tang Jingyan had said before that her master was the only one with the surname Mei in the village).

There was a peach tree on the east side, a large water tank under a wooden window in the northwest corner, and a screen wall to the south. On the wall, one could faintly see a landscape painting, which was about an inch deep, and had a powerful stroke. However, he did not know what was used to carve it.

This small courtyard seemed simple, but it had a tacit understanding of the five elements of Yin, Yang and Yin. Although Yan Junfang could not see through anything, he knew that this Master Mei was not simple at all.

Suddenly, the door opened with a "ya" sound. Tang Jingyan and Yin Xiaoran came out of the room. Yan Junfang saw their worried expressions and quickly asked, "How is your brother?"

"I don't know." Tang Jingyan shook her head and said, "Master told us to wait outside." Yin Xiaoran, on the other hand, didn't say a word. His hands were clenched tightly into fists as he thought of something.

The three of them waited outside the house in silence, feeling that the room was eerily quiet.

After an unknown period of time, the door opened and Master Mei walked out.

The moment Yan Junfang saw Master Mei, he knew that she was a true expert. This person's stature was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, he was dressed in cloth, his appearance was average, and his eyes were not that sharp. Compared to the pretentious Master Du, he was just an ordinary old man.

However, the more they were like this, the more complicated they were. Master Mei was in her seventies, but she walked with a straight back and light footsteps. Her hair and beard were all white, but her face was rosy.

Yan Junfang couldn't help but feel a sense of respect. Just as he was about to step forward to speak, he heard Master Plum say, "You may leave!"

Tang Jingyan asked anxiously, "How is Yi Xuan?"

"His injuries are not light this time," Master Plum said. "I gave him two 'Dragon Tiger Yang Returning Pills'. His life is fine, but if he wants to recover …"

Tang Jingyan saw the troubled look on his face and fell to her knees, crying, "I beg Master to save him, please save my little brother …" Yin Xiaoran followed suit.

Master Plum snorted and laughed. "You usually only call me the smelly old man. Why did you call me master today?"

Tang Jingyan's face turned red and she instantly became speechless. "Master, I …"

"Okay, okay. Yi Xuan is my disciple, how can I not do my best to save him?" "Get up!" As she spoke, a thick wave of energy pressed against her ribs, causing Tang Jingyan to involuntarily stand up.

Mei Zhongsheng looked at Yin Xiaoran, who was kneeling on the floor, and asked, "You are?"

With a solemn expression, Yin Xiaoran said, "I beg Master Mei to teach me martial arts and avenge Tang Yixuan."