After ye Ziheng severely scolded him, the disciples of tianxingmen also acquiesced to Qin Feng's opinions and agreed to go to the medical school to learn medical skills.

After all, ye Ziheng has said so much. If they don't understand, they will become fools.

"I still have to go to the medical school to learn medical skills. It's annoying."

A disciple could not help complaining.

"What's the matter? I think it's very good. I can't waste much time talking about more life-saving protection."

Another disciple came over and said, holding the disciple's shoulder.

"I know, but I'm bored. And even if I learn it, it's not very useful, or it's rarely used."

"I understand what you want to say, but there are always exceptions. Just like elder martial brother ye said, we can't guarantee that there will be enough pills all the time."

Said this, the disciple pauses, a smile on his face, and then said.

"Besides, if I learned this thing and couldn't use it for a lifetime, I might be very happy."

Another disciple also laughed after listening.

……

On a terrace a few miles away from the square, a man in a black robe and a hood leaned against the wooden fence and looked at the crowd on the square.

If ye Ziheng saw the man in black, he would be surprised, because the man in black was the alien.

Behind the alien, Qin Han took a pot of tea in his hand and poured half a cup of tea into the two cups in front of him.

The stranger came slowly, sat down on the chair, picked up the cup of tea, and took a sip.

"Good tea."

Said the stranger, with a faint smile on his face.

Qin Han gently smile, is also a mouthful of tea, half ring after the mouth said.

"Don't you want to say something to me?"

The stranger smiles.

"What do you say?"

"Why are you in the grave? How did you get in? "

Qin Han said, two eyes staring at the alien.

"Can't I be in the grave?"

"It's not. It's just a little strange. Why did you choose to go in at that time?"

Qin Han then asked, a broken casserole to ask the end of the appearance.

But the stranger took the cup and took a sip again.

"Coincidence."

Qin Han shook his head after listening to it. Coincidentally, this kind of words can only cheat ghosts.

"If you don't want to say it, you have no obligation to tell me after all."

Qin Han said as he picked up the teapot and added half a cup of tea to the alien's already drunk cup.

"But there is a question I must ask you, and you must answer me."

With that, his tone suddenly became serious, no longer as before with a smile.

The outsider looked at Qin Han, but still with a smile, and did not because of Qin Han's serious expression change half point.

"If I can answer, I will."

Seeing this, Qin Han directly asked, "ye Ziheng, is he your disciple?"

After hearing this, the stranger was stunned. The cup he had just picked up stopped in the middle of the air, and it took a long time to recover.

"Ha ha ha, why do you think he is my disciple?"

"I thought you wanted to hurt him when you set up a big battle in front of his villa, but later, I found the small box and the contents you left behind. I have some doubts. Maybe you are not trying to hurt him, but you want to temper him. This time, after the grave accident, you enter the tomb again. I think the sudden opening of the entrance of the tomb should have something to do with you. "

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