The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 85: A Chivalrous Fighter, Yan Ziling (Part [-] of [-])

Everyone saw a young man throwing a rope and tied up the female tourist. They were both surprised and happy, and hurried over to help him hold the rope together.

The female tourist was almost unable to hold on, and her heart was full of panic, fear and despair.Suddenly, I felt a blur in front of my eyes, a rope flew over and tied me several times, like a very delicate rope bag, I couldn't help being overjoyed.What a savior.She hastily grabbed the rope and refused to let go.

The people above her head tug on the rope together.The female tourist seemed to be sitting on a soft ladder, and was quickly lifted up, and was helped by several ladies to a safe place to sit down.

The female tourist was still in shock, her face was pale, and she was panting continuously.

Many people surrounded her, talked with her, and comforted her.

Yan Zixiu took a look at the female tourist and found that there was no major problem, just some scratches and scares, so he sprinkled some rejuvenating nectar on her invisibly.Then shake the fairy rope, let it untie automatically, and put it into the carry-on bag.

The female tourist suddenly felt as if the severe winter encountered a warm wind, and her body relaxed.She thought it was due to the concern of the people around her, so she told everyone about the thrilling process just now with gratitude.

This repeated narration is a spontaneous method of decompression.

Alice, who witnessed the whole process, felt as if she was dreaming: "Mr. Yan, your rope is amazing. Did you use magic just now? How did you tie her up all of a sudden? Are you really an angel?" ? Or are you Superman?"

"Haha, you have so many questions, I don't know which one to answer. Just treat you as an angel." Yan Zixiu played sloppy with her.

"Then can you fly?" Alice said seriously.

"Not yet, maybe in a while." Yan Zixiu had this feeling.

Under the nourishment of the Immortal Mansion, his body is changing with each passing day. Who knows what it will become in the future.

"Why will it fly after a while?" Alice kept asking.

Yan Zixiu was a little bit bigheaded, he had to expose the things in the Immortal Mansion in order to save people.But it's not easy to explain clearly.

When Alice questioned Yan Zixiu, many tourists also surrounded him.

"Everyone please make way, let's make way." A young man with a camera struggled to squeeze in. "I'm a reporter. I want to interview this hero."

When everyone heard that it was a reporter, they all gave way.

The young man is tall, with a square face and big eyes, his eyes seem to be able to talk, and his handsome appearance is a bit like Yan Zixiu's second uncle.

He showed his ID: "Sir, this sir. My name is Allen, and I am a reporter for the Daily News. I want to interview you, is that okay?"

Alice hurriedly said to Yan Zixiu: "Mr. Yan, this newspaper ranks in the top five and is very famous."

Yan Zixiu looked at Alan, who looked like his second uncle, and felt a little favorable in his heart. He nodded in agreement: "Mr. Alan, I can accept your interview."

"Sir, what's your name? Where are you from?" Allen handed over his business card and took out his interview book for records.

When Yan Zixiu heard Alan say that he was a reporter just now, he began to think that if it was published in the newspaper, it would be better not to report his real name.

He remembered that Yan Ziling, a good friend of Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, was not greedy for fame and fortune, was high-spirited, kind-hearted, and an admirable senior.Celebrities of all ages respected Yan Ziling very much.

For example, the famous Fan Zhongyan built an ancestral hall for Yan Ziling, and wrote "Mr. Yan's Ancestral Hall Records", which praised him for "not being a prince, but a noble thing", "Mr. Fulian, cowardly standing" "The mountains are green, the rivers are vast; the wind of the gentleman, the mountains are high and the waters are long." Influenced by Fan Zhongyan, later generations of celebrities praised Yan Ziling's songs endlessly.

Yan Zixiu thought that this senior was only one word away from himself, so he decided to add some fame to him.

"My name is Yan Ziling, and I'm from China. I'm here to travel. Alice and the others are friends I met today." Yan Zixiu looked at Alice and the group.

Alan was very smart, so he quickly took out his camera and took a photo of Yan Zixiu, and Alice and others were naturally among them.

Alice and the tourists were very happy. They didn't expect to meet a hero today, and they were able to take a group photo for the newspaper.He also felt that this hero did not forget to give them a hand after he became famous, and his affection for Yan Zixiu increased a little.

"Are all of you Chinese people so brave?" Allen asked.

"Yes, it is our fine tradition to act chivalrously and help those in need." Yan Zixiu replied.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Alan's mind. The title of this report has been given, and it is called "Xing Chivalry Yan Ziling".

"Mr. Yan, just now someone said that you tied the lady with a flick of the rope. How did you do it?" Allen asked.

"Well, I have practiced rope skills. To me, this matter is a trivial matter." Yan Zixiu said casually, so it can't be said to be a fairy rope.When Wuyou passed on the information to him, he realized that the fairy rope is a magic weapon in the fairy world, even gods can be tied, let alone mortals?
It is in line with his usual style that the magic weapon of the fairy world is used to save people.

Alice asked: "Mr. Yan, can we appreciate your rope skills again?"

When Yan Zixiu heard the words, he immediately felt as if he was coaxing a group of kindergarten children: "Okay."

He took out the fairy rope and flicked it, and the rope flew out, wrapped around Ellen's waist twice, flew over to wrap around Alice's waist twice, and then tied a knot automatically.

Everyone was amazed and amused watching it, and felt that the hero's ability was really amazing.

Yan Zixiu shook his hands, took back the fairy rope, and changed the topic: "Mr. Alan, I hope you can appeal that some guardrails should be installed in this area to increase safety." He felt lucky that he was here today, Otherwise, the female tourist would be in danger.

"That's for sure. Don't worry, Mr. Yan. Scenic spots can't just charge money and ignore safety." It seems that Alan is also a person with a sense of justice.

After Allen finished the interview, Yan Zixiu felt that it was getting late, and planned to say goodbye to Alice and the others.

He is going to chase the sun to the west, and find another place for sightseeing, so don't waste the time of retreat.

"Mr. Yan, can I buy you a drink after get off work?" Alice was very interested in Yan Zixiu.

Yan Zixiu's current enthusiasm for traveling is higher than other aspects: "Thank you for your invitation. On the one hand, I don't drink, on the other hand, I still have things to do."

Alice and a group of tourists were a little disappointed. They thought they could spend more time with Yan Yingxiong, who is a hero of justice.

"Then, can we still meet in the future?" Alice was a little unwilling.

"Let's see fate." Yan Zixiu suddenly remembered the matter of selling high agricultural products, "By the way, this is the Ningshen incense produced by my friend, and each of you will give you a small tube. Ningshen incense is very helpful for sleep disorders. If you find it useful, you can inquire about purchasing from dealers who have participated in the China Canton Fair. Next spring, there will be places to start selling.”

For a while, he became a salesman again.

Alice felt that Ning Shenxiang was a clue to find the hero again, so she happily accepted it.

Allen also took a tube of Ning Shenxiang: "Mr. Yan, if it is really effective, I will definitely report it for you."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Allen. By the way, Alice, this small tube is for the female tourist in distress. This will help her recover. I see her chatting lively over there .I’ll trouble you to pass it on.”

"Mr. Yan, you are too thoughtful." Alice said admiringly.

Allen hurriedly took out the interview book and swiped the records.

"Alan, Alice, goodbye, friends." Yan Zixiu shook hands with them one by one to say goodbye.

　Where do you want to go sightseeing next time?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)