palm surgery

Chapter 41 Xuan Yang
Xiao Daotong nodded and said, "Madam, wait a moment." After saying that, he closed the door and ran to the view.

Yunjuguan is located in the middle of Chushan Mountain. It is foggy in the morning. Standing here and looking at it, the eyes are full of clouds and mists, lingering around. When you are here, you are like a person in the cloud.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening in the view was heard.

He Lingjiang turned to look, and saw a Taoist walked out accompanied by a child.

He was dressed in an indigo robe, with a white jade dao crown on his head, and a whisk in his hand. The breeze in the mountain blew, and the whisk in his hand was attached to the long sleeves of the robe and fluttered in the wind, giving him a sense of immortal style.

Walking lightly, he is also a person with advanced techniques.

Seeing He Lingjiang, the Taoist took a few steps forward and asked, "But He Qi Niangzi?"

He Lingjiang nodded slightly, with a bit of suspicion in his eyes: "Who is the Taoist priest?"

"Poor Dao Xuanyang."

He Lingjiang understood, it turned out to be the spectator of Yunjuguan, the senior brother of Daoist Xuanwei.

"It turned out to be Xuanyang Guanzhu, I'm rude." He Lingjiang clasped his hands in front of his chest and bowed slightly.

Xuanyang Guanzhu smiled and said: "He Qi Niangzi doesn't need to be more polite."

Seeing the group of people behind He Lingjiang, Xuanyang couldn't help but ask her, "I heard from this little boy that He Qiniang is here to find Junior Brother Xuanwei?"

He Lingjiang nodded and said: "The matter of the He family was fortunately solved by the noble priest Xuanwei. The He family is very grateful. Now that there is something at home, we need to ask the priest Xuanwei to go."

Xuanyang Guanzhu smiled and said: "This is the responsibility of the cultivator, He Qiniang does not need to be too polite. However, now Junior Brother Xuanwei is giving a morning class to the disciples and explaining the scriptures. He Qiniang may wish to move around and observe Sit down, have a cup of tea, and wait a moment."

"Alright."

He Qi Niangzi was here before. The reason why she proposed to come to Yunjuguan to invite Xuanwei was to take the opportunity to take a look.

Xuan Yang personally led her to the tea room where the guests were entertained, and then asked Xiao Dao Tong to make a pot of hot tea.

"He Qi Niangzi had an accident in the back mountain before, which caused her to be injured. It is also the reason why I, Yunju, did not take good care of her. I don't know if the lady is in good health now, is there any serious problem?"

He Lingjiang shook his head: "It's all right."

Xuan Yang's eyes loosened, and he said with relief: "That's good, otherwise I will feel uneasy in my heart."

He glanced at He Lingjiang's forehead: "Qi Niangzi's forehead was injured by falling off a low cliff in the back mountain?"

He Lingjiang raised his hand and flicked the gauze on his forehead, nodded and said, "It should be."

should?

Looking at Xuan Yang's puzzled eyes, she smiled and said, "Maybe I fell over my head, and I don't know what happened to me."

"Don't remember anything?" Xuan Yang was curious.

He Lingjiang nodded, "When I woke up, my head was blank. I just walked forward in a dazed way. Later, I met Aman and the others who came to look for me, and then I went home."

Xuan Yang frowned slightly, stroked the beard under his chin, and said, "This kind of situation is rare..."

"Yes. The doctor said that there may be a blood clot in the brain, which is oppressing the memory. But it's okay, I can't be sure, and I will remember it all one day."

Hearing this, Xuan Yang's brows stretched slightly: "That's good. If you can't remember the past, it will inevitably be a little inconvenient."

He Lingjiang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, Fang Wuyi said: "It's nothing, the maids reminded me, it's okay."

She changed into a cross-collared shirt today, revealing the tulle wrapped around her neck during her movements.

Xuan Yang couldn't help but ask, "Qi Niangzi hurt her neck?"

He Lingjiang put down the tea cup, touched the tulle around his neck with his fingertips, and said, "There is a wound. I wonder if it was cut by the gravel in the mountain when it rolled down the mountain."

"Qi Niangzi doesn't know either? Hasn't Niangzi not been to a doctor yet?"

He Lingjiang shook his head and said lightly, "It's not a big deal, it'll be fine in a while."

It's understandable that the little lady hurt her head, face and neck, and she didn't want to let outsiders see it.

After all, people were watching what happened in Yunju. The He family was magnanimous and did not pursue it, but Xuanyang could not pretend that this did not happen.

With a look of shame in his eyes, he said, "It's my Yunju who didn't take care of me well enough to make Qi Niangzi hurt like this."

Xuan Yang waved his hand, and then turned sideways and whispered to the Taoist boy beside him.

Not long after, I saw that Daotong walked in holding something.

Xuan Yang took the small white jade porcelain bottle, handed it to He Lingjiang, and said, "The poor alchemist also has some experience in pharmaceuticals. This is the ointment for skin regeneration and scar removal secretly made by the poor. He Qi If the lady doesn't dislike it, please accept it, and it can be regarded as a shame for the poor fellow."

He Lingjiang looked at his hand, paused for a moment before reaching out to take it, only to feel a faint scent of grass and trees lingering on the nose, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Does the ointment use Centella asiatica?"

Xuan Yang nodded when he heard the words, his eyebrows slightly curved: "I didn't expect that Qi Niangzi would also dabble in medicinal herbs."

He Lingjiang shook his head gently: "But I once smelled the smell of Centella asiatica, and I paid attention to it because I heard that this medicinal material is extremely precious and hard to find."

Centella asiatica has the miraculous effect of building muscle and can be used externally or internally. Unfortunately, it is often grown on the top of snow-capped mountains, and must be stored in ice and snow immediately after being picked. medicinal herbs.

She took the porcelain vase and sincerely thanked: "The spectator has troubled me."

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Xuanwei finished the morning class and hurried over.

He first bowed to Xuan Yang and asked He Lingjiang, "He Qiniangzi, are you looking for me for something?"

He Lingjiang stood up and said, "I have something to do at home, I need to ask the priest to come over."

"What happened?" Xuanwei asked in surprise.

He Lingjiang said: "My father asked the master of the Feng family yesterday, and suspected that Wulang had previously been hit with the seven-star life-changing technique, and it was someone who changed his life with Feng family Liulang."

"Feng Gong said that the person who performed the spell was a wandering magician. Before the spell was solved, the person disappeared. My father thought that if he could ask the Taoist priest to help, he might be able to find some clues."

"Qi Niangzi, aren't you..." Xuanwei quickly swallowed the words that were about to be blurted out.

Since He Qiniang didn't want others to know that she was proficient in mystic arts, this kind of thing was naturally left to him.

He turned around, gave a salute to Xuanyang Guanzhu, and said, "Senior brother, I have to go to He Mansion with He Qi Niangzi."

Xuanyang nodded: "Go. If you can't solve it, come back and tell me."

He said to He Lingjiang again, "I, Yun Juguan, are bound to be bound by the matter of He Mansion this time."

He Lingjiang smiled lightly and said, "Thank you Guanzhu. That being the case, I will go down the mountain with Daoist Xuanwei first."

Xuanyang sent them outside the Taoist temple and watched the group go down the mountain before turning around and leading the boy to his yard.

He instructed the child to stand guard outside the courtyard, and pushed the door into the house by himself.

The things in the house were neatly arranged, and the candles on the table had not yet had time to go out.

He raised his sleeves and extinguished the gently flickering lights, leaving only the smoke rising slowly.

Xuan Yang walked to the bookshelf and twisted a piece of Shoushan Stone on the shelf with his right hand, and the bookshelf moved away in response, revealing a secret passage behind.

(End of this chapter)