Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Qian Kun was very happy when he received a call from Li Muchen and wanted to send a car to Hecheng to pick him up.

Li Muchen declined and asked Qian Kun to give him a seat.

It happened that Ma Shan also wanted to go to Qiantang, so Li Muchen asked Ma Shan to drive, and they went to Qiantang together.

Qian Kun lives in an old-style villa on the bank of Qiantang Lake.

The scenery here is very good. You can see the entire Qiantang Lake from the balcony.

The path next to the villa first leads to the Taoist temple on the mountain behind.

The decoration inside the villa is also antique, but not luxurious.

Qian Kun said he lived here alone.

Ma Shan met Qian Kun for the first time.

Of course he knew about the Qian family, and he had also heard about Lord Qiantang Kun for a long time. He was an unattainable figure, but he didn't expect to be standing in front of him alive today.

He asked curiously: "Mr. Qian, you live here alone? You don't even have a security guard or a servant. This doesn't look like the life of a big boss!"

Qian Kun smiled and said: "There are no big guys. The real big guys are all staying on the mountain. Going down to the top of the mountain is just to experience the world of mortals. The White Jade Capital in the sky is their goal."

While Qian Kun was talking, he glanced at Li Muchen from time to time.

Li Muchen said: "Brother, let me see your injury."

Qian Kun stretched out his hand and asked Li Muchen to take his pulse.

Li Muchen took Qian Kun's pulse and said with a smile: "Brother, your health is better than I thought, and you recovered very quickly."

Qian Kun waved his hand and said, "That's your medicinal elixir too. I know what my old bones are like."

Li Muchen gave Qian Kun another golden needle crossing, and then explained some follow-up precautions.

"Brother, your injury is fine now. However," Li Muchen stood at the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, "the scenery here is nice, but it is indeed not very safe. Aren't you afraid of those Japanese ninjas coming to you?"

Qian Kun laughed and said, "It's just a few bed bugs, nothing worth mentioning."

Li Muchen asked: "Brother, how did you become enemies with Japanese ninjas?"

"It's a long story." Qian Kun said, "There is a consortium in Japan that competes with our Qian family's business. We can't compete on the surface, so we use some despicable methods. We have repeatedly tolerated it, but our tempers are no longer good. There is a limit to tolerance for good people. More than ten years ago, we had a fight with the Japanese. The blow was so painful. The result was that we won a great victory, and the Japanese withdrew from then on. Competition with us. However, because I shot and killed one of their ninjas, I forged a rift with their sect."

"Then your injury?"

"My injuries were also caused by their plot after that."

Li Muchen nodded and said: "Brother, you still have to be careful. A few days ago, I met a Ninja disciple in Hecheng. According to the Ninja realm, he should have broken through the Jonin level, which is equivalent to the level of martial arts. .”

"Oh?" Qian Kun was slightly surprised, "Another Jonin actually came to Hecheng?"

Then he burst out laughing again, "I met Brother Li. I guess this Japanese devil can't get anything good."

Li Muchen also smiled and said, "I have already gone to meet their ancestors."

"Okay!" Qian Kun shouted, "Oh, if you hadn't told me that drinking was strictly prohibited, it would have been obvious!"

Li Muchen said: "Brother, this person disappeared in Hecheng. I'm afraid their sect won't let it go. I'm afraid they will find you here, so you'd better be careful."

Qian Kun nodded solemnly.

In the past, he didn't even care when a few genin and chuunin came to harass them.

But this time a Jonin came and died at the hands of Li Muchen.

Among Japanese ninjas, those who can master Jōnin must be the best in their sect.

If the Jonin is missing, their sect will definitely send out stronger people to take revenge.

"Brother Li, you have to be careful too. These Japanese people have no real skills but a lot of tricks. They like to stab people in the back the most."

"Don't worry, brother." Li Muchen said.

After chatting for a while, Li Muchen mentioned that he wanted to find Huang Jing, an old man who was more than five hundred years old, to treat Lin Yun's illness.

Qian Kun frowned and said: "Tongqingtang does have one, I'm sure of this, but it's their heirloom. If you want it, I'm afraid it won't be easy. I can help you find a connection, but they won't give it to you. I can’t guarantee it either.”

Li Muchen said: "It's okay, as long as I can see people, the worst I can do is exchange things with them."

……

Tongqingtang is located at the foot of Chenghuang Mountain and is the most prosperous area of ​​Qiantang.

The courtyard wall, which is as tall as two people, encloses an area of ​​several thousand square meters in the downtown area and looks really impressive.

Inside the courtyard wall is a group of antique buildings, one next to the other.

Entering through the main gate is the Chinese Medical Clinic of Tongqingtang. People flow in and out, all of them are seeking medical treatment, and the queue at the registration desk is long.

Next to the Traditional Chinese Medical Center is the Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. As soon as you walk in, you will smell the pure smell of Chinese medicine.

Next to it is the Museum of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which displays many rare traditional Chinese medicine raw materials, ancient pharmaceutical tools, and prescriptions written by previous doctors.

There is Huangjing here, but it is only about thirty years old. It says fifty years, which is more than ten years old.

Mashan was not interested in medicinal materials and could not help him with the matter of Polygonatum japonica, so he went shopping alone.

He also knew some friends in Qiantang, so he didn't have to worry about having no one to accompany him.

Li Muchen wandered around the museum alone for a while.

I went to the traditional Chinese medicine store next door.

Qian Kun told him that all the old medicinal materials of the Hu family are in the Chinese Medicine Hall.

Today, the owner of the Chinese Medicine Hall is Hu Xiuyi, who is also the deputy general manager of Tongqingtang.

Hu Xiuyi's uncle is the current head of the Hu family, the famous Qiantang Chinese doctor Hu Shiyue.

Li Muchen walked through the corridor of the Chinese Medicine Hall and entered the inner door, where there was a sign saying "No entry for idlers."

A staff member stopped him: "Hey, what do you do?"

Li Muchen said politely: "I'm looking for Mr. Hu."

"Mr. Hu? Which Mr. Hu?" The staff probably mistook him for a salesman from a pharmaceutical factory, with an impatient look on his face. "There are many Mr. Hus here. Do you have an appointment?"

Li Muchen said: "Look for Hu Xiu, Mr. Hu, please let me know, and say it was introduced by Master Kun."

"What Master Kun and Master Niu... just wait."

The staff complained and went inside.

When he came out, he had already put on a smiling face.

"You are Mr. Li, please come inside, Mr. Hu is waiting for you."

Li Muchen followed him through the hall and came to an antique room.

Hu Xiu Yixi is about ten years old, looks very delicate and thin, and wears a navy blue Tang suit.

He welcomed Li Muchen in with a smile, and then personally made tea for him.

Li Muchen didn't hesitate and explained his purpose first.

Hu Xiuyi's face darkened, and he said: "Logically speaking, you are the person introduced by Master Kun. Whatever you want, I have to give him face. But this Huang Jing..."

Seeing his hesitation, Li Muchen said, "I'm waiting for this thing to save people. You can give me a price, or if you have any conditions, just tell me."

Hu Xiuyi shook his head and said: "It's not a question of price. In the past, our Hu family had some wealth. Thousand-year-old ginseng, thousand-year-old Shouwu, and thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica were all our family heirlooms. If these things are still there, this Hundreds of years of Huang Jing, give it to you. But..."

He paused and said, "More than twenty years ago, when we lived in my hometown, we took the thousand-year-old Polygonatum sibiricum hidden in our family to the capital and used it to treat a noble lord's illness. After that incident, the family established rules , if the family heirloom is to be moved, a family meeting must be held to approve it. Now that the thousand-year-old Polygonatum japonica is gone, the five-hundred-year-old Polygonatum odorifera has also become a family heirloom. Don’t tell me, my dad can’t make the decision to give it to you. "