Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 103 The ancient castle is weird, the ordinary Lin Fan!

A group of people rode steeds and turned from the official road into a country road.

The night breeze was cool, and the surroundings were even more silent.

"In Xiajiang Qingyue, these two are my junior brother Mu Chao and Huang Hezai."

The beautiful girl reported her name and briefly introduced the two people behind her.

The elegant girl was named Jiang Qingyue, the handsome man was named Mu Chao, and the sallow-faced man was named Huang Hezai.

Among the three, Jiang Qingyue seemed to be the youngest, but Mu Chao and the two respected her.

Lin Bei simply remembered it in his heart.

At this time, the cold swordsman also announced his name: "I am Xu Lan."

Lin Bei found that he didn't know the name of the other party until now, but he felt that the name didn't match his stern temperament.

Jiang Qingyue nodded, and then looked at Lin Bei with clear eyes, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

Lin Bei was still wearing a bronze mask on his face at this time, and he looked a bit evil, but she instinctively felt that this person was not very old, maybe not much different from her.

"Lin Fan!"

Lin Bei was expressionless, and spoke lightly.

Lin Fan... this name is really ordinary!

A thought flashed across Jiang Qingyue's mind.

If Lin Bei knew what she was thinking, she would probably complain crazily.

The name Lin Fan is ordinary?joke!This is one of the strongest names in the heavens and myriad worlds, much better than Long Aotian!
At this time, the grim swordsman added in a timely manner: "This Mr. Lin Fan is a doctor invited by me to treat the castle master..."

Having said that, he looked up at Jiang Qingyue, saw that the other party was not displeased, and then continued: "The owner of the castle is suffering from a strange disease, and he is still in a coma. Even the doctors in the county have come to see him. Helpless..."

What he implied was that he invited Lin Bei to come to treat his illness, but he just had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

And the reason why he explained this sentence is because Xuanyuezong is the force behind Zhangjiabao, and Zhangjiabao is Xuanyuezong's property to a certain extent, and he has to obey the other party.

This time, the Castle Master and several young masters were infected with strange illnesses, so Xuan Yuezong had already been notified.

He was afraid that his act of inviting a doctor would displease the disciples of Xuan Yuezong.

Although he didn't do anything wrong, if he met someone with a bad temper, he might still think that he was questioning the abilities of Xuanyue Sect disciples.

After all, he is a disciple of a great sect, so he is superior and has a strong vanity!
However, Jiang Qingyue is obviously not this kind of person. She seems to be intentionally imitating the free and easy life of the children of the Jianghu.

Apparently, she just entered the arena not long ago, and this time it is likely that she came down the mountain to practice.

"Doctor..."

Jiang Qingyue nodded, looked at Lin Bei one more time, then turned to ask the cold swordsman: "What kind of disease does your castle master have, and do you have any symptoms?"

"The Castle Master is still in a coma, his breath is weak, and his body is filled with death, but the Second Young Master's consciousness is still a little clear..."

The grim swordsman introduced.

A group of people chatted while walking, Jiang Qingyue was relatively immature in Jianghu, but she pretended to be talkative, and kept asking about Zhangjiabao's situation.

The cold swordsman did not dare to neglect, he knew everything, and told all the information he knew.

While chatting, the lights of lanterns flickering in the night can already be seen in the distance.

Zhangjiabao has arrived.

A group of people quickened their pace and came to the gate of Zhangjiabao.

Zhangjiabao lives up to its name. The high courtyard walls form a fortress shape, just like a miniature city. There are two stone lions standing in front of the vermilion gate, and there are sentry towers everywhere in the fort overlooking it.

Zhangjiabao can be regarded as a small power in the rivers and lakes, and its social status is stronger than that of the landlords and rich people in Changsheng Town.

However, this architectural style is actually against the law.

Presumably, it was because of Xuan Yuezong's support behind him, and because he was located in a relatively remote place, that he dared to be so bold.

Under the leadership of the cold swordsman, a group of people entered the castle without hindrance.

The style of the castle is no different from that of ordinary towns, except that it has shrunk a lot. Rows of houses are distributed in a fan shape, guarding the tall building in the center.

Oil lamps were lit on both sides of the road, and there were sentry towers every few tens of meters, on which stood a figure.

Lin Bei felt that Zhangjiabao probably had hundreds of people living here.

The stern swordsman led the crowd into the central building. The houses here are not much worse than those of the rich merchants. There are rock gardens and flowing water. Even at night, there are servants busy running around in the corridor.

After crossing the winding corridor, the group went straight to the main house.

"Guard Xu!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, a young man hurriedly opened the door and bumped into the cold swordsman.

"Three young masters!"

The cold swordsman straightened him up, and asked with concern: "How are the Castle Master and the others?"

The young man known as the Lord of the Three Young Castles frowned deeply, with a worried expression on his face: "Father, he still hasn't woken up, only the second brother is still conscious."

He saw Lin Beijiang and Qingyue standing behind him, and asked with some doubts, "Who are these?"

"This is the doctor I hired from the black market."

Leng Jun Swordsman gave a brief introduction, and then introduced Jiang Qingyue and the others: "These three are disciples of Xuanyue Sect. I met them on the way back..."

He introduced the three names again.

The Lord of the Three Young Castles was overjoyed, with an excited look on his face, and quickly saluted the three of them: "I have seen Senior Sister Jiang, Senior Brother Mu, and Senior Brother Huang, please come to the senior brothers and sisters!"

His attitude was extremely respectful, and he directly called the three of them Senior Sister and Senior Brother.

The three of them didn't think there was anything wrong with his address.

The three young castle masters of Zhangjiabao, the elder brother and the second elder brother are already disciples of the Xuanyue Sect's outer sect, and the three young masters are expected to join the Xuanyue Sect's outer sect in two years.

Calling them brothers and sisters is a matter of course.

The three stepped into the house, followed by Lin Bei.

The room is spacious and brightly lit. Three beds are located in it, about one meter apart.

Several maids and servants are taking care of it carefully, and there are some medicinal materials on the table, which smell pungent and unpleasant.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Lin Bei frowned slightly, feeling that the atmosphere here was cold, and there was a gloomy and dead air surrounding it.

In a spacious and bright room, it looked a little weird.

"Cough cough..."

A faint cough sounded, and several servant girls hurried forward, wiping the patient on the third bed with a handkerchief.

Lin Bei's eyes fell on the three of them, his pupils shrank slightly.

The three of them were lying on the bed, their faces were as pale as paper, their hair was withered and yellow, and their breathing was extremely weak, as if they were going to die soon.

"Second brother!"

The master of the third young castle stepped forward and asked with concern: "Second brother, how do you feel?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The man called the second brother had dull eyes and didn't answer, just coughing.

"Second Brother, Xuan Yuezong's senior brothers and sisters are here, we are saved, everything will be fine!"

The Lord of the Three Young Castles was so excited that he reported the good news.

"Xuan... Xuan Yuezong..."

There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the lying Second Young Castle Lord's godless eyes, revealing a look of hope.

Jiang Qingyue stepped forward, frowning slightly: "Why don't you separate them and rest, but put them together?"

She saw three beds, and the castle master, the young castle master, and the second young castle master were lying on the three beds.

They are all pale, their breath is weak, and there is a faint sense of death around their bodies, and even their hair is withered and yellow.

(End of this chapter)