The big ship is about to leave the shore, and the formation on the bottom of the ship has begun to operate, and you can feel the clear force of water lifting the hull.

In the cabin on the top floor, Wu Wan leaned against the desk, his eyes full of thoughts, and remained motionless for a moment.

Although the old man who told fortunes did not follow him directly, it was almost certain that he was being targeted.

Can a serious hexagram master directly block the road and tell others that there is a bloody disaster?

Wu Wan deliberately gave the money and silk as a test. The other party's first reaction was not to protect the money and silk, but to hold the jade coins and subconsciously want to talk to him more...

I don’t care about money at all. Could this be a sign of a professional charlatan?

Just, very unprofessional.

'Although misfortunes and blessings have not yet appeared at this time, they cannot hinder Su Qing.'

Taking a gentle breath, Wu Wan had made a decision.

——Let Master Zuodong take Lin Suqing one step ahead, and then he will hide in the sea and wait for the big ship behind him, and then disappear into the human world without a trace.

I was careless and didn't flash in advance.

I really didn't expect that the forces behind Brother Ji could directly capture his movements southward and find him here.

coincide?

Although this possibility is not ruled out, Wu Wan cannot place his hope on the word 'possible'.

What if the hexagram master suddenly appeared outside the door and asked himself with a smile: "Is it a trial, little friend? Ninety-nine percent of the time you will die."

You will be extremely passive!

Boom, boom, boom...

Suddenly there was the sound of a cane tapping on the ship's plank outside the door.

In fact, this sound was the only thing left in Wu Hu's ears. There was an incomparable tranquility between the sea and the sky, and the hustle and bustle of the ship disappeared without a trace.

The hatch in front of Wu Wang was opened at some point or by whom...

Youdao's figure floated slowly and silently in front of Wu Huan's door.

This is an old man.

His long gray hair was casually draped, he had a raincoat over his shoulders, and he was holding a long staff. His old face seemed quite ordinary at first glance, but it left no trace of an impression on people and was easily forgotten.

When the old man was about to float through the hatch, he turned to look at Wu Wan.

Wu Wan's heart tightened. If he hadn't had strong self-control, he would have almost thrown out dozens of crystal balls and spread out his star wings to escape.

When the old man's figure just floated past the door frame...

"My dear friend, you are the young master of the Bear Hug Clan, bear tyrant?"

Suddenly a gentle call came from behind.

Wu Wan was stiff all over, with goosebumps covering his arms; he turned his head slightly and saw that the barefoot old man who had just passed by outside was now sitting strangely at the table by the window, seemingly smiling.

Moreover, Wu Wan still couldn't remember this person's appearance, he could only feel that the other person was smiling pleasantly.

Calm down and don't panic.

Wu Wan immediately made a decision in his heart, made a stunned look, raised his hand to gesture to the figure passing by outside, and then looked at the figure sitting by the window, his mouth was slightly dry.

"haha."

The old man in coir raincoat held his beard and smiled softly, leaned his wooden stick beside the table, and said slowly:

“As I get older, sometimes I can’t control my appearance.

Come on, little friend, come and sit, don’t be cautious, and don’t be afraid, I’m here because of your strange illness this time.”

Wu Wan groaned for a few times and asked: "May I ask, senior, who are you..."

"You can think of me as an ordinary doctor."

The barefooted old man in coir raincoat stared at Wu Wan, with his hands on his knees, sitting in a rather chic posture.

He explained: "Previously, one of my disciples went to Beiye to collect medicine, and happened to be met by the leader of the Xionghuo tribe, who asked him to cure his strange disease.

It seems that some unpleasant things happened later, but these are not that important.

My disciple was quite troubled after leaving Beiye and almost went crazy.

He has been practicing medicine for more than 3,600 years, and has treated countless people, but he is unable to find out the root cause of my little friend’s strange disease. I feel so distressed that I couldn’t help but go to my secluded place to search for it a few days ago.

I.

He said that your strange disease is very strange. It is not a mental disease, not a physical disease, and it is not a mental illness. It is really impossible to determine the cause."

Wu Wan blinked, and bubbles popped up from behind his head, with the silhouette of a certain black-and-white scene emerging inside them.

[That was a sunny afternoon when I was eleven years old.

My father descended from the sky on a flying bear and brought with him an immortal Taoist, an old Taoist wearing a silk-covered green robe. The Taoist's expression was very confident, and the expressions of the surrounding tribesmen were very respectful.

Soon, several strong men carried the old Taoist out of the royal court and threw him gently on the grass.

The old Taoist lay there with his eyes blank, even if the medicine box hit him, he didn't react...

After a while, the old Taoist burst into tears, stood up, looked at the sky, left a cry, and left in the clouds amidst the surprised eyes of the tribesmen.

Wu Wan still remembers that cry, it was so unwilling and painful, and it also made him feel a little guilty.

"No - this disease is too difficult!"

Later, there was a complaint that my father Xiong Han had been talking about for several years:

'Can eating grass cure diseases? Can it also replenish vitality? Ridiculous!'

Every time Wu Wan thought about this, he could only shake his head secretly, lamenting that his old father didn’t know what he had missed.]

"Senior, you!"

Wu Wan's voice trembled, two balls of flame ignited in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "Could he be the master of Dr. Yuan?"

"That's right," the old man squinted his eyes and chuckled, holding his beard and humming, "I originally wanted to go to Beiye to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you here by chance. Can the strange disease be cured at this time? Can you let me diagnose and treat you?"

Wu Wang asked with concern: "Is Doctor Yuan okay?"

"He's fine, but he was too confident before. How can there be a miracle doctor in this world who can cure all diseases?"

The old man said warmly: "Xiao Yuan is only good at treating men's hidden diseases. It stands to reason that he is just the right one for your strange disease, little friend. He was unable to find out the root cause of the disease, which was a big blow to him.

Fortunately, he cheered up and continued to travel between heaven and earth, practicing medicine and immortality.

What? Is it possible, little friend, that you can’t trust my medical skills?”

Wu Wan rolled up his sleeves and came quickly, saying in succession: "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior."

The old man Fu Xu nodded, and after Wu Wang sat aside, he stretched out his arm, pressed his fingers on his veins, and said with a smile:

"You trust me like this, little friend?"

It’s coming, it’s indeed a temptation with a testing nature.

Wu smiled and said sternly without taking back his arm:

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "First of all, if senior has any harm to me, one finger is enough to destroy my soul.

In front of such a master as my predecessor, no matter how much I spend my time, I might as well retain a little more sincerity.

Secondly, not many people know that I have a strange illness, and even fewer people know my identity here.

In addition to being a master and apprentice with Divine Doctor Yuan, the seniors should also have learned information about me from other channels; such as Brother Ji, Fairy Ling, or the True Fairyland teacher next to them.

Thirdly, it’s hard for me to refuse the conditions you mentioned, senior.

This strange disease has been afflicting me for nearly ten years, and it is destroying my self-confidence as a man all the time.

If there is hope for a cure, even if it is a little risky, I will admit it!

Senior, please!"

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the young master of the Beiye clan. He has such insight and courage at the age of eighteen. Not bad."

The old man Fu Xu chuckled a few times and put two fingers on Wu Wan's wrist.

At this moment, Wu Wan suddenly saw the old man's face clearly, and the old man's voice and appearance appeared in his memory.

The old man should have been handsome and handsome when he was young, but now he can only be described as kind-hearted.

Although the thin face looks old, there are not many wrinkles; the blood on the cheeks is warm, but it gives people a sense of decay.

Soon, the old man frowned slightly and pondered.

Wu Wan's heart was also raised, and he stared at this big man. The thoughts in his heart were quite complicated. He was curious about the identity of this old man, and wanted to know whether there could be a solution to his strange disease.

After about a while, the old man uttered two words:

"strangeness."

Wu Huan sighed in his heart, immediately cheered up, and said with a smile: "Senior, please worry, my strange disease should not be a symptom."

"My little friend," the old man said seriously, "could you tell me when you first fell ill?"
To be continued...