Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 375
These people watched Hong Yi's master and apprentice coldly.Everyone is here to make money, so they are competitors, that is, the Yan family has a big business, and promises that everyone who comes here will be rewarded, otherwise these people may have already organized themselves.

"Everyone, please come inside."

After asking for information, the chief steward led the crowd into the gate of the courtyard.

The courtyard with three entrances and three exits is really luxurious, with dragons and phoenixes carved along the way, all kinds of rare and exotic animals can be seen everywhere in the courtyard, and some of them are even planted in the courtyard as ornamental plants.As a local tyrant, the Yan family has indeed reached the limit in enjoying this area.

After passing the front yard, the steward who led the way stopped and knocked on the door of the inner yard.

"Excuse me, girl."

The one who opened the door was a big maid in green clothes, the steward of the outer courtyard smiled and said after seeing her.

"Follow."

The big servant girl glanced at the crowd and led them into the inner courtyard.The inner courtyard is even more luxurious than the outer courtyard. Here, everyone saw many precious swords placed on both sides as ornamental objects. Some of them are well-known in the country of Xi, and are the swords of a well-known knight.

After walking for a while, the big maid also stepped down, and the person in charge became an old mother.After so many repetitions, it is not until the fifth time that the person has actually arrived at the corresponding courtyard. From this, one can imagine how luxurious the Yan family courtyard is.

"Miss, everyone has been brought and confirmed, and they are all capable."

The old nanny spoke softly to the woman in the room.

Through the screen, everyone saw a slender figure, a woman sitting in front of the piano table, and when she heard the sound, she held down the strings with her fingers and stopped the sound.

"It's been hard work, mama."

A woman's voice came from inside the room, a little weak, giving people a sick feeling.

Standing outside the house, Wu Chong could see clearly the situation inside the house with his spiritual sense, and he was also aware of Yan Qingqing's physical condition.The woman was indeed injured, and not lightly.It's just that her symptoms gave Wu Chong a very strange feeling, as if it was a congenital disease.

"Miss, rest carefully, and tell the old lady if there is anything to do."

Mammy saluted and stepped back.

"You are all capable people, please come here this time." Yan Qingqing coughed after saying a few words.

Soon someone in the room beat her back and poured her a cup of herbal tea. After drinking it, it took a while before she recovered.

"Let everyone laugh."

"Don't dare."

Everyone outside also responded.In any case, they are all the patrons, so a little delay is nothing.

"I invite you all to come here this time, mainly because I want you to help treat my father." Yan Qingqing said.

As soon as he said this, everyone was a little surprised. They thought it was to save the young lady, but they didn't expect that something happened to the young lady's father.The head of the Yan family is the most prestigious person in this area. If something happens to him, the entire county will shake.

It's really strange that such an important matter has not been heard from outside.

Hong Yi was also a little disappointed.

He begged the teacher to come over, mainly because he wanted to repay his savior.In the end, he didn't expect that things were different from the news he had inquired about. The world is really complicated, and what everyone believes outside may be false.

"I wonder how Master Yan's illness is? Is it the same as Miss."

Among the crowd, someone asked the core of the problem.

disease.

The person who asked the question was a shaggy-haired magic stick who worshiped a scarecrow and was said to be a great god of the spirit world.Wu Chong has never been in contact with or heard of it, but since he is a god, his background must be good.

"My illness was carried in my mother's womb. Naturally, it cannot be the same as my father's illness." While speaking, he had already read the detailed materials handed over by the outer court.

There were a total of twelve people outside, and the Yan family had already checked out everyone's origins and social relationships.

As the richest man's family, it is naturally impossible to only have money, and the Yan family also has its own power.Patriarch Yan was seriously ill this time, and they never thought of finding someone outside at first. It was after the doctors in the mansion were helpless that they had no choice but to come up with this bad plan.But even so, the Yan family must investigate the people who entered the door, and someone took the opportunity to assassinate Master Yan.

"My father's illness is a bit strange, and I may not be able to explain it clearly with simple words. Please diagnose it yourself. Regardless of whether the matter is successful or not, the person who made the move this time will have a gift of 100 taels of silver."

Yan Qingqing turned to the last page, which was written about Hong Yi, his master and his apprentice.

Especially Hong Yi, his previous experience as a beggar has been dug out. There are detailed records of how many people he received relief from, and when he came into contact with Yan Qingqing.The only one with relatively little news is Hong Yi's master.However, an ordinary temple celebration can't afford too much trouble, just pay attention to it a little bit.

After confirming the identities of these people, Yan Qingqing ordered someone to take them to Master Yan's residence.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone could smell the strong smell of medicine.

Master Yan was lying there on the bed, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. It must have been a while since he looked like this.The people present were a little puzzled, why didn't they go to a doctor since they were seriously ill, with the strength of the Yan family, there must be many famous doctors willing to come and treat him as long as they let the wind out.As a result, not only did the Yan family not look for the doctor, but they also looked for them, people of the divine way, which is really weird.

When Hong Yi thought so, the monk over there had already asked.

"My father's illness cannot be cured by medicine or stone."

Yan Qingqing shook her head and explained without hesitation.

"In fact, before inviting you, we have already invited all the famous doctors in Linhai County to see it. It is Doctor Sun's suggestion to invite you to come here."

"Explain to these gods what they are doing so much, just come and save people."

A man standing by Master Yan interrupted Yan Qingqing impatiently.This person is Yan's eldest son, Yan Qingqing's eldest brother, Yan Falang.

"After all, it is asking for help"

"We pay, they contribute, it's only natural."

Yan couldn't wave his hand to interrupt the nonsense, raised his finger to the monk standing in front, and said.

"Wu that bald thief, why don't you rush over to treat him? You're just dawdling. You really think our Yan family's money is so easy to cheat."

The eminent monk who was named turned dark, thinking that it was the benefactor, he swallowed his breath.

Seeing this monk go forward, he opened the gauze curtain and found that Master Yan's face was already black, and there was a layer of strange insects flying around his face.Probing his nose with two fingers, he found that he had been dead for a long time.
"Are you out of breath?"

The monk's face changed, and just as he was about to speak, he realized that a person who had been standing by the bed before was pressed on his shoulder with one hand.The powerful breath instantly sealed all the breath in the monk's body.

"Treatment! If you can't cure it, you are a liar. Our Yan family has never been lenient when dealing with liars."

Yan Fafa's voice rang in the monk's ear, and the cold voice did not conceal the murderous intent in it, and the cold sweat on the monk's forehead flowed out suddenly.

(End of this chapter)