The rainstorm alley welcomed the first guest holding an umbrella. The rainwater that had no time to pour was mixed into surging water columns, hitting the ground and causing a large area of ​​waves.

The girl holding an umbrella alone walked in the alley full of water. Any drop of rain, before she could approach the umbrella, was smashed into pieces by the undercurrent sword energy.

Soon, the whole lane was filled with cold water vapor.

The woman walked to the end of the alley and knocked on the closed back door.

A servant wearing a gray-black robe opened half of the door vigilantly, stretched out his head and looked left and right, and saw that it was a beautiful woman, he relaxed slightly: "Are you looking for my husband? My husband had already gone to Longhu Mountain to burn incense half a month ago and has not come back yet."

The girl stood under the tiles, rested the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and looked at the servant who was watching the door with a smile: "It was Mr. Yang who asked me to come over to get the medicine."

The servant was stunned at first, and then scratched his head and gave way to the girl: "My husband said that no one saw him, but since it was the gentleman who asked you to come, please come with me."

The woman smiled slightly, carried the hem of the skirt, and carefully crossed the threshold of not high ground. The servant took the oil paper umbrella from the girl's hand and placed it in the corner of the wall behind the door. The remaining rainwater on the tip of the umbrella gradually moistened the ground.

The servant who led the way was only twelve or thirteen years old, was the most happy. Although he was leading the way, he still touched the road. Seeing that he was about to reach the backyard where Mr. Yang was in, he hurriedly rushed a few steps and led the woman into the backyard. He no longer looked happy just now.

The woman was funny, but she didn't want to say it out loud. She didn't want to practice swords when she was twelve or thirteen years old, but she took a lot of time to take a break from such a busy life. If her senior brother saw her, she would be scolded.

When the woman thought of her senior brother, she sighed slightly. It has been half a year since she returned to the capital, and her senior brother's injuries are still getting better and worse. In the past six months, her senior brother has relied on the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pills that Mr. Yang took every half month to hang his life. He has never had a great effect, nor has he been bad. He only occasionally has a high fever for several days, which makes people feel distressed.

This time, Mr. Yang invited a miracle doctor named Xue for his senior brother, who was said to be able to completely cure his senior brother's injuries.

"Are the guest here?" The woman looked at the storm of fireworks in the backyard kitchen, and guessed that it must be.

The servant who led the way pointed to the bamboo basket placed at the door: "Here, that gentleman's thing."

The woman nodded and continued to follow the servant.

In the small courtyard, there are many good bonsai that are used to serve, most of which are mainly five-needle pine and brocade pine, and small pieces of strange rocks form a small world.

After watching it for a long time, it seems like the soul has been sucked in.

Seeing that the girl in red was stunning, the servant quickly waved her hand to disturb her gaze: "I can't look at her! Mr. This pine was given by a master from Longhu Mountain. After seeing her for a long time, her soul will be gone."

Practicing swords is a process of gathering the mind. If you can reach the level of a woman in red, you will naturally be even more focused on your mind. Just now, you just relaxed and accidentally fell into the Tao. After a little disturbance, the woman immediately recovered and said in her heart that she felt lucky.

These formations arranged in the landscape show the masters’ skill of the formation, and it also shows that Mr. Yang is very close to the masters of Longhu Mountain.

Mr. Yang saw the servant and the woman entering the yard early on, and even saw the moment when the woman was lost in her mind before the formation, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous. The formation has been lost for a long time.

When the servant saw Mr. Yang standing in the distance, he hurriedly bowed, turned around and ran away.

The woman saluted slightly: "Qiaoling has met Mr. Yang."

"No need to be polite, follow me to see Mr. Xue." After that, Mr. Yang led the front, the woman followed him, and then walked around another corridor, and then arrived in the serious backyard.

The woman in red originally thought that Mr. Xue, who had been famous in the world for a long time, should be an old man with a long-term face. Even if she was not a charitable face with a long-term face, she should at least be a strange old man in ancient times.

After thinking for a long time, no one had ever thought that it would be like this.

I only looked at a child about seven or eight years old, sitting at the low table in the courtyard, tied up an old-fashioned hairstyle, and put a net scarf on it. He raised his legs and put it into his mouth with one hand. When he saw Mr. Yang coming, he jumped off the stool, and did not look like a miracle doctor.

Mr. Yang bowed and bowed slightly: "Mr. Xue."

The child waved impatiently: "Don't be too old and short, have I brought what I want?"

The woman took out an old booklet from her sleeve and handed it over.
Chapter completed!