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"master!"

Xiao Cui rushed over first, her little face turned pale with fright, she quickly pulled Li Quan up, and slapped Li Quan in panic:

"Quick! Quick! Help the master get some clean clothes!"

Li Quan breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand and said, "Forget it."

"Master, you...are you alright?" Xiao Cui was so frightened that her body was shaking, but she saw with her own eyes that the stick as thick as her forearm was being rolled on the master. How could the master's body of ten thousand gold suffer such a crime?

And the servant who unfortunately shot Li Quan was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to admit his mistake, and almost peed his pants.The big black dog also ran up to the servant at the right time and barked at him.

"Blind dog slave, I will bite you to death!"

The faces of all the servants were covered with clouds. In their view, this was a big deal. According to the master's previous temper, maybe everyone would be implicated.

But never expected that Li Quan just rubbed his chest, smiled and said:

"It's okay, the master's bones can still bear a stick. Let's see how the man you caught back?"

After all, Li Quan cast his eyes on the man who was blocked by the servants.

The servants looked at each other and didn't speak, but they all understood what each other wanted to say:

"Is this the end?"

No one will talk too much, and it is a blessing to escape a catastrophe.

The crowd gave way to Li Quan, and an old man in Taoist robe appeared in Li Quan's line of sight, crouched and huddled in a ball. His Taoist robe had been torn into rags long ago, like a dead fish on the ground, motionless.

Li Quan was startled, thinking that something was really up, he quickly squeezed the crowd away and ran to the old man:

"Hey! Old man, are you okay?"

The old man paused for a while, then suddenly moaned: "Oh, I've been beaten to death! I'm going to be beaten to death by you!"

Li Quan felt that something was wrong. Although the old man had been beaten violently, he should have no strength to speak. He could speak clearly and coherently, and he didn't look like an injured person at all.Looking at his body again, although his body was covered in mud and his clothes were tattered, he couldn't even find a bruise. The wailing appearance was clearly faked!

But it is unreal to be beaten by everyone just now, and now she is still unscathed, so it could be that a monster has changed! ?

Li Quan became suspicious, quickly retreated a distance, hid behind a servant, and sternly reprimanded:

"Old monster! Don't pretend to be a ghost! You are not injured at all, get up!"

The old Taoist laughed suddenly, stood up and patted the dust as if nothing had happened: "Oh, it's not like it used to be! I was seen through at a glance."

At this moment, the group of servants were startled. According to the posture just now, even adults would lose half their lives, but this old man was not injured at all. The scene was really scary.

"I said you a bunch of little dolls, it's so rude to grab me, an old man, and beat them with sticks. If you can't tell me why, don't blame the old man, I will teach you a lesson."

Don't think about it, with this old monster's ability, the people in Li's house are not enough to grit their teeth.Li Quan quickly comforted:

"Mister, you have something to say, something to say."

The old man pursed his lips: "If it weren't for the fact that you care about me just now, do you think the old man would talk nonsense to you?"

"Who... who told you to talk nonsense! You said that my master was caught by some kind of evil poison, which almost killed my wife." Although Xiaocui was afraid, she refused to bow her head, and yelled loudly while hiding behind Li Quan.

"Who is talking nonsense?" The old Taoist blew on his beard, "Although I am not very good at fortune-telling, old Taoist, can a small yin gu be wrong?"

"You're just talking nonsense! My master is living a good life! How can it be the same as what you said?"

The old Taoist looked straight: "What? Your master is still alive? Ask him to come out and see! I don't believe the old Tao!"

"The one standing in front of you is my master!"

"You are their master?" The old Taoist turned his gaze to Li Quan with disbelief.

Li Quan cupped his hands: "Exactly."

The old man blinked his mouth: "Tsk tsk, I just said why do you look familiar? Is it true that Master Li died that day? No! Logically speaking, you should have exhausted your vitality and have no way to recover? Why? Are you really standing in front of the old Taoist today?"

The old Taoist regained his energy, looked at Li Quan for a while, walked up and touched and looked at Li Quan, his brows became tighter the more he looked:

"No, no! You must be wrong! It looks like a returning soul, and there is no yin energy in your body. Although you are a man, the Yuanyang in your body is still empty. It is you who prove my judgment is correct. Neither yin nor yang, it seems like someone who shouldn't appear at all. Come here and let the old man see it in detail."

Chapter 8: Scriptures without words

On the edge of the Bijiang River, the morning breeze is blowing, and the withered willow leaves are swaying lightly in the air.By the river, young men and beautiful women chatted and laughed freely in twos and threes.On the river, the show boats covered with colorful cloths are full of tourists enjoying the beautiful scenery of Bizhou leisurely.

A deserted small ferry, a small tea stall that has been open for more than ten years.

Under the simple thatched hut, a rich man dressed in brocade and straight gown sat opposite an old god stick in tattered Taoist robes. The tea on the table was untouched, and the tea had long since run out of heat.

Both of them had serious expressions and looked weird. The tea drinkers around seemed to feel that the atmosphere was not right, and they dared not sit around them.

Li Quan's heart was beating very fast, and the magic stick in front of him was a little tricky, maybe it was a legendary fairy, for fear that the other party would see that he was a time traveler.At the same time, the other party saw the hidden disease of his refusal to speak up. It's not easy to talk about these things in the mansion, so he can only send away all the servants, and come to a remote tea stand to talk with the old Taoist.It would also be a great thing if one could obtain a radical cure from the other party.

But the old Taoist really had a sullen face, suddenly scratched his ears and cheeks in anxiety, and kept talking to himself:

"Who the hell are you? I'm an old man, why can't I understand?"

Hearing what the old man said, Li Quan was relieved, at least his true identity would not be revealed.But what the old man said next made Li Quan nervous.

"Although the old Taoist doesn't know what happened to you, judging from your current physical condition, I'm afraid you won't live long."

Li Quan became nervous: "Why did the old man say that?"

"Although you are still alive, the damage caused by Yin Gu to your body has not changed. The vitality in your body is exhausted. Not only is it impossible to have sex with men and women, but if it continues like this, it will be a disaster for your life.

Yuanyang is the root of a man and is related to various functions of the human body.Generally speaking, if Yuanyang is damaged, all five qi will be deficient, and you will be plagued by chronic illnesses for a long time; your current condition is weak in body but strong in spirit, strong in spirit and strong in vitality, this method can ensure temporary stability, but Not a long-term solution.Over time, your spirit will be worn down by your body after all. "

Li Quan didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but now he doesn't dare to make mistakes. He believed more than half of the old Taoist's words, and said eagerly:

"Is there a cure? I must thank the old man very much."

The old Taoist waved his hand: "You're welcome. The old Taoist has only seen your condition in my life. I haven't figured out what happened to you. The old Taoist will never let you die casually. There is a volume of scriptures, uploading the method of breathing, you You can imitate the practice, and over time it will surely help you recover some Yuan Yang and save your life.”

The old man scratched it, and an untitled scripture appeared out of thin air.

I really met an old fairy!

Li Quan was very excited, held the scripture scroll in his arms as if it was a treasure, and thanked again and again:

"Thank you, old sir!"

After all, he impatiently flipped through the scriptures, and while reading, asked:

"Old man, practice according to the scriptures, can it really help me restore Yuanyang?"