Murong Fu Dongfangqing

As soon as Luo Bing cursed, the air suddenly froze, and all kinds of cold eyes fell on her. It turned out that the disciples of the Blood Shadow Palace saw someone disrespecting their master and moved to kill.

The Blood Shadow Palace is different from other forces under Murong Fu's command. In their eyes, there are only two people in the world who cannot be killed. One is the Palace Master Li Mochou, and the other is Murong Fu. Kill, the premise is that they can fight.

Although Luo Bing was imposing, but being stared at by so many humanoid killing machines at the same time, a chill still oozes in his bones, pouted his mouth, and said weakly, "Why did it take you so long to come out?"

It was rare to see her like this, Murong Fu was a little amused in his heart, but he remained calm, "Don't be rude."

The disciples of the Blood Shadow Hall relaxed their momentum, and then saluted together, "See Master."

"Excuse me," Murong Fu waved his hand lightly, "You don't need to guard here, so go and do what you need to do."

"Obey." Everyone bowed again, their figures were in a trance, turned into a few shadows and went in all directions, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this time, Xue Muhua adjusted his clothes, stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Disciple Xue Muhua, I pay my respects to the Supreme Master."

After finishing speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed his head. Although he is known as a miracle doctor, he usually treats those martial arts people no matter how respected their status, he will not pretend to be polite, but the person in front of him is both his uncle and Xiaoyao. Pai Zhangjiao, he dare not refuse this great gift.

Murong Fu smiled when he saw this, accepted the gift unceremoniously, and then flicked his sleeves, "Get up, just call me 'Uncle Master', by the way, how is Senior Brother?"

Xue Muhua got up as he said, and quickly replied respectfully, "Returning to Master Uncle, Master, the old man, since he fulfilled the master's last wish, his heart has been relieved, he suddenly becomes enlightened, and he is also much younger. He usually enjoys teaching students and plays the piano in his spare time. Playing chess is quite self-satisfied."

Murong Fu knew this information a long time ago, so he didn't feel surprised. He said a few words casually, and then changed the subject, "Okay, you should know the purpose of inviting you here, right? go

Look at the sick. "

"Uncle Master has orders, and all disciples obey."

After a while, Murong Fu brought a few people to Zhou Qi's residence. Since he had been healing Liu Shenghua Qi this afternoon, he ignored Zhou Qi, so she looked a little pale at the moment. Seeing these three steps, Luo Bing made two He ran to the bed, checked Zhou Qi's pulse, and gave Murong Fu a hard look, which obviously meant asking, is this how you take care of others?

Murong Fu didn't explain, but turned to look at Xue Muhua.

Xue Muhua understood, but he didn't rush forward, but slowly took out a wooden box from his bag, opened the box, and inside was a row of hair-thin silver needles and a ball of golden thread.

But when he flicked his fingers, the golden thread shot out and wrapped around Zhou Qi's wrist in an instant.

This technique of hanging thread to diagnose pulse is quite labor-intensive, he would not use it lightly at ordinary times, but seeing that Murong Fu was quite nervous about the woman on the bed, it is expected that he has an unusual relationship, so he deliberately avoided suspicion.

"It looks cold and arrogant on the outside, but I didn't expect it to be a fine person..." Murong Fu couldn't help flashing a hint of approval in his eyes. Although he was not stingy to the extent that Zhou Qi would eat it if someone touched his wrist, Xue Muhua's way of avoiding suspicion The lift obviously made him feel very comfortable.

The room was silent, even the sound of breathing was almost silent. After a while, Xue Muhua frowned slightly.

Luo Bing couldn't help showing a look of anxiety, but he had to hold back and wait quietly.

At this moment, Xue Muhua flicked his wrist, and the golden thread flew back backwards.

"How?" Luo Bing asked hastily.

Xue Muhua shook his head and did not answer. Following the changes of his hands, five golden threads shot out. Each golden thread was wrapped with a silver needle, and fell on Zhou Qi's body in an instant, covering the area of ​​her chest and brain. Gently twirling the fingers at several main points, the silver needle trembled accordingly.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, Luo Bing raised his heart to his throat, and Murong Fu's expression was a bit serious, even Xue Muhua felt that it was troublesome, Zhou Qi's situation might be worse than imagined, so he pondered for a while , the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he said a few words to Hong Lingbo via sound transmission, but Hong Lingbo fell silent after hearing it.

Leave the house without interest.

Time passed little by little, Xue Muhua's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face gradually turned pale. Finally, after about a cup of tea passed, he raised his hand and took back all the silver needles and gold threads.

"Master Xue, what disease does my sister have? Can it be cured?" Luo Bing asked impatiently.

Xue Muhua wiped the sweat off his face, "I'm not sure what kind of disease Xue is."

Luo Bing's face changed, and he was about to ask, but Xue Muhua looked at Murong Fu, "Dare to ask my uncle, how did this girl get injured? Did you have any special symptoms after coma?"

"This..." Murong Fu was at a loss for words for a moment, Zhou Qi's condition worsened because of his innate sword energy, but he didn't know why he was unconscious in the first place, how could he explain it.

Luo Bing saw that he was hesitant to say anything, and said that he was too embarrassed to say that he almost killed him, so he said, "Let me tell you..."

Then she told the story of how Murong Fu chopped Zhou Qi half to death with "one sword", and couldn't help but glared at Murong Fu after she finished speaking.

Murong Fu smiled wryly, even though he faintly felt that the real reason for Zhou Qi's coma had nothing to do with the innate sword energy, he didn't make any excuses.

On the contrary, Xue Muhua pondered for a while, then slowly shook his head, "There are records in the ancient books that the innate sword energy has the miraculous effect of detoxifying and healing wounds, judging from Miss Zhou's situation at that time, it was indeed in line with the conditions for using the innate sword energy, my uncle did nothing wrong at that time. "

Deaf-mute Valley has preserved many rare and ancient books collected by the Xiaoyao Sect, among which there are records and introductions about the innate sword qi. In the past, because of the sect's rules, Su Xinghe never let his disciples read them, but since Murong Fu took charge of the Xiaoyao Sect, , Re-enrolling Hangu Bayou into the gate wall, this restriction will naturally be lifted. Xue Muhua reads the medical classics in it every day, and has gained a lot of knowledge and benefited a lot.

Luo Bing snorted after hearing this, "You are his nephew, of course you helped him speak, if it weren't for him, how could my sister end up in this situation."

"Mrs. Wen, Xue just wants to know some clues about Miss Zhou's coma, so as to determine what kind of poison she was poisoned or what kind of injury she was injured, instead of pursuing the truth.

Some meaningless questions. " Xue Muhua said in a slightly displeased tone, it was also because of Murong Fu's relationship, as an ordinary martial artist, he would have left long ago.

Luo Bing was at a loss for words. Although she was at the scene that night, she was still at a loss as to what happened. How could she know how Zhou Qi was taken away and what happened after she was taken away? Fu knew more than she did. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Murong Fu, and said angrily, "You know what you should tell me quickly!"

Murong Fu frowned, when did this woman become so hot-tempered?But he didn't care about it, he just said, "I've sent someone to invite Cui Qiushan. He should know more about what happened that night."

Then he glanced at Xue Muhua again, "You have been in the clinic for a long time, and you don't have any clues, do you?"

Xue Muhua hastily bowed and said, "Master, please be patient for a while, this disciple still needs to verify some conjectures before making a conclusion."

Murong Fu knew that this was the principle that some people with profound medical skills abide by, so he didn't ask any more questions immediately. Seeing that his face was still a little pale, he pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down and rest for a while, it's really hard for you, running around With such a long journey, before you have time to catch your breath, you have to spend a lot of time diagnosing someone's pulse."

"Uncle Master is serious, there is no need to worry about some trivial matters." Xue Muhua said politely without evading it, and sat down at the side according to his words, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Half an hour later, the sky was completely dark, and the little mute in the middle came to deliver a meal, but neither Murong Fu nor Luo Bing had much appetite, only Xue Muhua ate some hastily.

Just when the few people got a little impatient, footsteps finally came from outside the house, and one of them was Hong Lingbo.

"Report to Master, Cui Qiushan brought it here."

"Go out and talk." Murong Fu glanced at Zhou Qi and said to the two, after all, it is a women's boudoir, it is not good to let men in and out casually, Luo Bing and the two have no reason to object.

When the three of them got out of the house, Cui Qiushan glanced at him, first bowed his hands to Murong Fu, then looked at Xue Muhua, his eyes flashed eagerly, politely

He said, "This must be the famous Miracle Doctor Xue, old man Cui Qiushan, I have seen Miracle Doctor Xue before."

Xue Muhua nodded calmly, not to mention that he had never heard of Cui Qiushan, even if he had, he would not have the slightest superfluous expression.

Seeing this, Cui Qiushan couldn't help but look slightly stagnant, at this moment Murong Fu said, "Okay, I'll save the polite words, Miss Zhou Qi is still unconscious..."

"What? Miss Zhou hasn't woken up yet?" Cui Qiushan was startled, and suddenly interrupted.

Murong Fu rolled his eyes at him, "That's right, Miss Zhou hasn't woken up since you were captured that night, the reason why I sent someone to invite Old Man Cui is to ask about what happened that night, Please also ask Mr. Cui to explain in detail, how did you get captured that night?"

"That night..." Cui Qiushan was stunned at first after hearing this, and then a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, "I am ashamed to say that that night I waited to lurk in the camp in batches according to the plan, and only waited for the signal from the west to light the fire. Who will win?" Thinking that the old man just lurked down, he smelled a strange scent of flowers... No, it should be the smell of wine... It's not right, it's just the smell of flowers..."

As he spoke, he actually became a little uncertain.

Murong Fu's face darkened, "Is it the scent of flowers or the scent of wine?"

"Or maybe both?" Xue Muhua added.

Cui Qiushan's eyes lit up immediately, "Yes, yes, yes, there are both, that's right, it should be some kind of wine made from flowers. Later, there was wind in the back of my head, as if I was hit by someone, and I didn't know anything after that."

"Is everyone else like this?" Xue Muhua asked again.

Cui Qiushan recalled and nodded, "It's basically the same."

Murong Fu looked at Xue Muhua without saying a word, with questioning eyes.

Xue Muhua's complexion changed for a while, and he said slowly, "If my brother... Xue's guess is correct, they should have been poisoned by a strange poison secreted by a poisonous insect called 'heart-eating worm', and Miss Zhou's situation is more serious. It's much more serious, I'm afraid it has been possessed by a heart-eating insect..."

(End of this chapter)