Chapter 63 Spring Light in the Mist

Liu Che heard Changping say that Li Shaojun was dead and had not spoken for a long time. His face was so gloomy that he could almost twist out water.

At this time, even if he is favored, Gillian doesn't dare to disturb him. Anyone can tell that he is in a very bad mood.

For many years, Liu Che has been seeking immortals and asking questions. Now, he has just found someone with real talent and knowledge, but he is actually dead.

"You said that when Master Li's magic body was burned by the fire, he still maintained his childish state?"

Hearing Liu Che's question, Changping cleared his throat: "The innocent Nascent Soul is not just me, but everyone present can see clearly, and there are also many kneeling worshipers on the spot."

Liu Che nodded and said, "I can naturally believe my sister's words. Do you think that after Master Li's body was as tough as cow tendons after his death?"

Changping nodded and said, "Yun Lang beats the corpse of Xianshi Li like a skin drum, and makes a thud and thump, bent his limbs, and will return to death in an instant... This is the prelude to the transformation of the corpse. In order for the capital to avoid drought bars, I ordered the burning of this body, and left nine dead soldiers to guard all directions to prevent drought bars from rising and resurrection!"

Liu Che bent his fingers and said, "My sister has done a good job. Once the drought is rampant, Chang'an will have a severe drought for three years. Taking advantage of the drought, it is wise to burn it with a fire.

I wonder if my sister has asked Yunlang why Master Li Xianshu committed suicide?”

Changping frowned and said, "Yun Lang said that Master Li died of guilt because he killed 3,761 chickens and ducks for no reason!"

"Nonsense!" Liu Che punched the table hard, as if he was very dissatisfied with this reason.

Seeing Changping feeling puzzled, Ajiao explained: "Mr. Li Xian was seriously injured before he found Yun Lang. This was seen by Your Majesty with his own eyes."

Liu Che sneered: "When Master Li saw me, he was probably already a dead person. He just wanted to see Yun Lang and see his victory. He died of shame and anger when he saw Yun Lang was still alive?"

The chief executive Ping didn't know and asked quickly: "Has Master Li been seriously injured before seeing Yun Lang?"

Liu Che snorted coldly and said, "He reached into his arms and took out a handful of blood. Now that he thought about it, the blood was extremely bright, probably because of his pains... Where is his wound?"

"The chest and wounds are pitch black." Changping quickly added.

Liu Che closed his eyes and said in a distracted manner: "There is no life..." After that, he went back to the back hall.

Seeing that Liu Che had walked away, Gillian hurriedly asked, "How is Yun Lang?"

Changping smiled bitterly and said, "I'm bruised all over my body!"

"Awesome! He is not dead!" Jiao exclaimed, then followed Liu Che's footsteps and went to the back hall.

Changping picked up the teacup and sipped a sip of tea, and said to Da Changqiu who was standing in the corner: "Why is Your Majesty so lost?

After a Li Shaojun died, wasn’t there another more powerful Yun Lang? His Majesty has no loss for every loss."

Da Changqiu said lightly: "Yun Lang does not know the art of immortality!"

Changping lowered his head, sighed slightly, drank all the tea in one gulp, and left the Nagato Palace.

Yun Lang's night was not stable, his whole body was hot, and there was no place that didn't feel pain. After waking up in the morning, he felt that he seemed to have been trampled by ten thousand wild horses last night.

Listening to the sound, there should be many people beside his bed, but when he opened his eyes, he was pitch black in front of him and couldn't see anything.

"I can't see it!" Yun Lang shouted.

"Of course I can't see it. My eyelids are swollen and squeezed together. What can you see?" Su Zhi's cold voice sounded above Yun Lang's head.

"I was hit by hail and took a hot bath. Who would become a fat pig if you didn't become a fat pig?"

After hearing Su Zhi say this, Yun Lang sighed and said, "It's time to compress the cold, there are too many things that happened yesterday, I forgot."

"You are still a doctor!"

"Who told you that I am a doctor? A real doctor is the group of people who are capable of curing diseases and saving people. What I did was just a headache and a headache, and a foot hurt. In the eyes of a doctor, this is something that the butcher can do.

Su Zhi, it is difficult to become a doctor. I heard my husband say before that if you want to become a good doctor, you must first read and read. After your mind grows up at the age of seventeen or eighteen, you can only be called a doctor. If you want to become a more sophisticated doctor, you need to learn all your life.

People like you and me who have a slight understanding of medical skills can really not be called doctors. There is no way to do this now. Without good doctors, we can only be very popular. Once a real doctor appears, we must stand aside. You can spare those sick people and open a clinic after the real doctor arrives."

"You always look down on me!" Su Zhi stamped his feet and was angry.

"Su Zhi, don't mess around! Senior Brother Yun said very well, Grandma Yao also said the same thing. You only want to open a clinic, just want to accept the gratitude of the injured, but you have no intention of thinking about the wounded. It is better not to open a clinic like this!"

The voice is very strange, and it also has a Wu Yue accent that Yun Lang has never heard of. His words are stern, but they are neutralized by the sweet voice, and there is basically no deterrent power.

"Song Qiao, you just know that you underestimate me. It's like this in the mountains and it's still like this outside. Do you know that I have seen many people. The patients I have seen are ten times more than the patients you have seen. What qualifications do you have to say to me? I hate you!"

"Su Zhi, Su Zhi... don't run around, come back quickly!"

A series of footsteps ran farther and farther away. Yun Lang sniffed around, then turned his head to Hongxiu beside him and said, "Who was that woman just now?"

Hongxiu gently wet the handkerchief with warm water, helped Yunlang wipe his eyes covered with booze, and waited for Yunlang to open his eyes before saying, "I don't know, it was Su Zhi brought it. I heard Su Zhi call her senior sister."

"Who else is there?"

"A white-haired old lady, two servants, and a mute boy. The boy looked scary. He had blue indigo patterns on his face, and he was carrying a big bow, a long sword, and a bucket of feather arrows. He seemed very powerful."

"Huh? How do you know he's very awesome?"

"He is the first person who comes to our family. He is not afraid of tigers and wants to fight with tigers. The tiger does not pounce on it directly, but circles around the boy. In the end, the tiger is called away by Huolangjun.

Xiaolang, do you really want to ask if that woman named Song Qiao is beautiful?"

Yun Lang smiled and said, "It's very rude to find out what others look like. Of course, if you've seen it..."

Hongxiu covered her mouth and laughed: "When you hear her voice, your breathing stops. Tell you, her eyes are big, and when she smiles, she will turn into a crescent moon, her mouth is neither big nor small, but she has a little angular edges and a face like a boiled egg with a peeled shell, which is much more beautiful than Su Zhi.

Oh, Xiaolang's head and face are swollen, and he can't see his eyebrows clearly. If you are not injured, I think that little girl Song Qiao will definitely like you."

Yun Lang could naturally hear the sourness from the little kid's words, patted the little girl's hand and said, "Please don't care about adults' affairs. It's better to take care of yourself than anything else.

By the way, did they live in our house or went to Nagato Palace?"

"Of course I live in our house. The emperor has not left the Changmen Palace yet. How could they go in?

Weng Liang arranged them in the north building, and Xiaochuang was unwilling to do so!"

"Don't say strange things, and Xiao Chong is not satisfied. You don't want to? Okay, tell Weng Liang and Po Liu, you must not be polite if you treat these people well. By the way, apologize to the guests on my behalf, and say that I am injured and it is not appropriate to entertain distinguished guests. Please treat them as your own, so don't be polite."

Hongxiu pouted and agreed. Seeing that Yun Lang was ready to go to bed, he whispered in his ear: "Why are you trying to swollen yourself? When my maid's foot was sprained, you specially asked me to apply a cold compress for two days before starting to apply a hot compress. Why did you forget everything when you got here?"
Chapter completed!