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The two of them entered a room. Keiko's almond-shaped eyes froze, and her eyes were full of murderous intent. "A low-level person like an ant, with a little cultivation, he can reach heaven."

Yingzi glanced at Meimei and smiled faintly, "Keiko, don't let the small lose the big. Hu Zhenyu's talent is indeed extremely high, but even if he can become the Ghost King in the future, he will not be able to escape from our hands. He will always be ours." A dog.”

Keiko sighed quietly, the murderous intent in her eyes slowly disappeared, Sakurako smiled faintly, "I'll contact my adoptive father."

After a while, Yingzi came back again and said, "Sister, does your adoptive father have any tasks?"

"Yes, Feiyu was almost crippled after two times, but Lijian suddenly disappeared. Wu Yunfei, Chu Xiong, and Zhao Hong of Lijian once committed heinous crimes. Hidden Dragon is tracking the organization and Iga news. There is news that The sharp arrow is most likely hidden in Pengcheng, and my adoptive father asked us to find out the whereabouts of the sharp arrow and eradicate the sharp sword."

"But us?"

Yingzi chuckled, "It's not that there is also the eldest son of the Hu family. This is his specialty. As long as he finds out the whereabouts of the sharp arrow, he can also test the future achievements of the Ghost King."

"Sister, it's not that Zhao Xinyu has a good relationship with Li Jian. The area where he lives is not small. The Qingyou Forest and Wolf Howling Forest are difficult for even villagers to enter. Could Li Jian be hiding there?"

Keiko's eyes narrowed slightly, "There are a lot of animals around Zhao Xinyu now. Those animals are under the command of Zhao Xinyu alone. If they are really hiding somewhere, it will be a bit troublesome. Let Hu Zhenyu inquire first. By the way, Let grandma step up the process of refining the ghost official."

In the courtyard, because of the vegetables, fruits, fungi, and wild vegetables, no one knows how many people come in and out every day. However, the area where Zhao Xinyu is located is relatively quiet, and there are very few people who can actually enter his area. , most of the villagers who help him also know that Zhao Xinyu likes silence, and they will not come to disturb him unless they have something special to do.

So every day, Zhao Xinyu, Liu Fengying, Du Mengnan, and Guan Bingtong meditate in the grape grove, and this area has become the quietest area in the entire Xihan Mountains.

On this day, Zhao Xinyu got up as usual. When he left the yard, he walked around the yard as usual. When he walked to the stone arch bridge leading to Tingfeng Forest, he frowned slightly and listened vaguely. Then I heard a cry for help coming from Feng Lin.

Zhao Xinyu shrank his eyes, took out a mask, put it on and walked quickly across the stone arch bridge into Tingfeng Forest. After entering Tingfeng Forest, which was about thirty or forty meters away, he saw a group of people gathered together.

After reaching the back of the crowd, Zhao Xinyu looked inside. He saw a middle-aged man in his forties frothing at the mouth and passed out on the ground. There were two graceful figures beside him who were rescuing him. One of them had a silver light shining on his hand.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed to feel a sense of familiarity between the two figures. What surprised him most was that the two graceful girls were not studying Western medicine, but traditional Chinese medicine. He is still extremely proficient, and as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he suddenly has an inexplicable affection for the two girls.

Because the girl had a solid foundation in traditional Chinese medicine, and he saw that the middle-aged man also fainted due to hypoglycemia, he did not take action. He stood behind the crowd and watched quietly.

A few minutes later, the middle-aged man woke up faintly after a girl administered an acupuncture. The onlookers clapped and applauded, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. When many people looked at the girl, their eyes were full of gratitude.

"Uncle, this is a symptom of hypoglycemia, and the symptoms are quite serious. Let me give you a prescription. Take the decoction according to the prescription. Although it may not be able to cure your hypoglycemia, it can at least alleviate it."

"Ucommia ulmoides, Cheqian..." Each herb and dosage was mentioned. Many of the onlookers looked blank, but Zhao Xinyu, who stood behind the crowd, kept nodding.

When the last kind of dock root was mentioned, Zhao Xinyu frowned slightly. The first few herbs were very good, but if dock root was added, the effect would be greatly reduced.

"If you use Wugen, you might as well use Clematis," Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but say.

This sound immediately made everyone turn to look at him, and the two graceful figures also raised their heads. Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the two beautiful faces.

"It's them?"

The two of them have devilish figures, but they also have angelic faces. The most fatal thing is that their looks are exactly the same.

The owner of these two faces, Zhao Xinyu, had also seen him once in Tingfeng Forest a year ago. He did not expect that a year later, he would see the two of them again, and the two of them even saved a middle-aged man who had fainted due to hypoglycemia. young people.

"What do you know? You can only stand and make sarcastic remarks," an aunt in her fifties said angrily.

The girl who had just performed the acupuncture smiled and nodded to Zhao Xinyu, "What a coincidence, we meet again. Can you tell me why you should use clematis to replace the dock root?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, "The powerful medicinal effect of Wu Gen is indeed very helpful for hypoglycemia, but now this uncle's hypoglycemia symptoms are severe. If I use Wu Gen rashly, I'm worried that the uncle will not be able to bear it, and Wu Gen Herbs like clematis are relatively rare and will not be sold in ordinary pharmacies. However, clematis has mild medicinal effects and is relatively common. If combined with the herbs you just mentioned, the effect may be better."

The two girls' almond-shaped eyes twinkled. After a moment, the girl smiled and said, "I've been taught. Using clematis is indeed more effective than using clematis. I didn't expect that you are still a Qihuang sage, and you have the opportunity to ask for advice."

Hearing what the girl said, the warmth and anger on the faces of the onlookers slowly dissipated. They could tell that the two girls knew the young man wearing the mask, and they could tell from the girl's words that the young man's level of Chinese medicine was not high. Low.

Zhao Xinyu smiled lightly and said, "I just know a little bit about it." While speaking, Zhao Xinyu looked at a middle-aged man and said, "Brother Jun, pick a peach for this uncle. If he eats the peach, he shouldn't feel so uncomfortable." .

As soon as these words came out, the people watching were stunned. They suddenly realized something, but Zhao Xinyu had already turned around and left.

When the two stunning beauties saw that Zhao Xinyu was about to leave, they looked at each other and quickly caught up with Zhao Xinyu, "Mr. Zhao, we have a problem that we have been thinking about for a long time. Since Mr. Zhao is also a master of traditional Chinese medicine, we would like to ask Mr. Zhao for help. Solve doubts”.

Zhao Xinyu was slightly stunned. He glanced at the crowd behind him, pointed in a direction, and then stepped into the peach forest.

When Zhao Xinyu and the two girls entered the peach forest, the onlookers seemed to understand something. They also looked at the middle-aged man who had already come over with a peach.

"That young man just now must be Zhao Xinyu."

The middle-aged people smiled and said nothing, but everyone understood that the young man was indeed Zhao Xinyu who created the myth of Xihanling. This made them all feel regretful. They had always wanted to see Zhao Xinyu, but now that they saw him, they did. . . . . .

Zhao Xinyu looked at the two girls in the peach forest and said, "I don't know what the problem is, but let me tell you in advance that I don't know much about Chinese medicine."

The girl who just performed the acupuncture giggled, "Let me introduce myself, my name is He Ying, and she is my sister He Hui. I have been fond of Chinese medicine since I was a child, but most of the Chinese medicine I learned is self-taught, so many Chinese medicine problems have never been able to be solved." .

Zhao Xinyu was slightly startled. When he looked at He Ying and He Hui again, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. Traditional Chinese medicine is boring. Not only girls, but men generally can't stand boring, and the two of them have learned through self-study. This made him have a better impression of He Ying and He Hui.

"Let's study together."

"Mr. Zhao, there is a technique in traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture..."

As time goes by, the problems of He Ying and He Hui become more and more complicated. Although these problems are the simplest for Zhao Xinyu, Zhao Xinyu answers every question in detail. The two sisters He Ying and He Hui look at Zhao Xinyu. Xinyu's eyes are also constantly changing.

Unknowingly, it was already noon. He Ying glanced at Zhao Xinyu and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao. It's already noon. I wonder if you can leave your contact information so that we can ask Mr. Zhao if we have any questions."

Throughout the morning, Zhao Xinyu admired the two sisters He Ying and He Hui who were not ashamed to ask questions. Although he did not know their origins, he still gave them his mobile phone numbers without hesitation.

After leaving the number, Zhao Xinyu said hello and went back. Looking at Zhao Xinyu's leaving figure, He Ying and He Hui's expressions became complicated.

"Sister, Zhao Xinyu..."

He Ying sighed quietly, "Don't tell anyone what happened today."

"Sister, we have a mission."

He Ying smiled bitterly and said, "Zhao Xinyu is different from Hu Zhenyu and others. You saw it this morning. How other men look at us is how he looks at us this morning."

"Sister, you have fallen in love with him, right? You have to know the rules of the organization. If this matter is known to the organization, you will be in trouble."

"We'll talk about this later. There are so many people and so many eyes. Let's go back first and wait until we get a feel for the situation."

When Zhao Xinyu returned to the door, his phone vibrated several times. He saw that a friend had been added on WeChat. When he saw the word "He Ying" in the note, Zhao Xinyu added it without any hesitation.

While Zhao Xinyu was busy cooking, in a room on the third floor of Wasted Youth, a gray-haired old woman looked at He Ying and He Hui.

"Zhao Xinyu is an ordinary person, how is it possible?"

He Ying's eyes fluttered a few times, "Grandma, we asked him a lot of questions all morning, but he didn't have any aura fluctuations of a cultivator. It seems that my judgment was wrong."

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