Qiu Buping's tone was calm, and it seemed that he was not the one who was hurt.

The iron-cut boy asked:

"Master Hate, can't you take out this needle?"

"Little brother, although I know how to use medical treatment, such vicious means are beyond my ability."

The monk shook his head regretfully.

He said to Xiao Tie and Qiu Buping:

"In this world, there are only three people who have the ability to cure such injuries.

Zen Master Yuanwu of Nirvana Temple is proficient in Nirvana true qi. If he can get help from him, he can use the true qi to wrap the main harm of Qiuzhai, and then use the Buddhist true qi to forcibly force the fine needle out of his body.

The second person is the head of the Holy Fire Sect, and the Taohua Lord Yang Tao.

Although he is not good at medical skills, he is extremely domineering in the Yangyan Holy Fire. If he can get his help, he can melt the fine needles in his body with the true qi and then excrete them out of the body."

The monk sighed and said:

"This third person is the 23rd place on the earth, Feng Yafu, the 'Medical King Ghost Doctor', his Qihuang technique has entered the realm of transformation, and he should have the wonderful method of Qingnang to remove the needle."

"this..."

Xiao Tie didn't know much about the world, but he had heard of Nirvana Temple and the Holy Fire Sect's name, but such people, especially those who can be invited at will?

Qiu Buping waved his hand and signaled that Lang Seng could go and rest.

After Langshen left, the master turned his head and looked at Jitie, and he said:

"Don't panic, my son.

I had some friendship with Feng Yafu for my father, but the Medicine King went to Xiaoxiang a few days ago to treat the strange poison for Lin Wandong, the head of Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, and I was afraid that it would take some time to come back."

Qiu Buping's tone of talking to Zhe Tie this time was very gentle, and he no longer had the kind of indifference and coldness he had in the right place before.

This is like the way a father talks to his children.

Thinking of Qiu Buping suffering such injuries to save him, his son and father had just met him, and he suffered a great disaster.

Xiao Tie felt a bitter heart, and Qiu Buping's gentle tone made his eyes turn red.

After all, he was a 14 or 15-year-old child, and he had experienced the dangers of the world again, and he was about to shed tears.

He sniffed and said to Qiu Buping:

"Father, I did something wrong this time."

"Wrong? That's right."

Qiu Buping was also separated from the right and wrong village, and his heart was not so heavy. He shook his head, rubbed his slightly painful waist, and said in half:

"My son is willing to risk his death to save his brother. With such martial arts, he dares to fight against the murderer Ai Dachai. He is already a young hero in the world.

How can this kind of loyalty be said to be wrong?

But you didn't do it right."

The boss sighed and said:

"It doesn't matter if you have a weaker skill in the world, but the important thing is to have a smart heart and be away from your father in the future.

If you do things, you must not be so reckless."

"The boy knows."

Xiao Tie lowered his head.

Qiu Buping said again:

"Do my son resent the cold words of his father that day?"

"No!"

Xiao Tie raised his head and smiled hard. He said to his father:

"The child understood why his father deliberately drove me away that day. After the third uncle said this to me, the child understood that his father had good intentions.

The child also knows that the father also has to take care of more than 10,000 people in the village, and the responsibility is heavy.

My father is the most loyal person in the world and it is difficult to make choices.

The child will not make it difficult for the father to do.”

Xiao Tie breathed a sigh of relief, he took a few steps back, knelt in front of Qiu Buping, and kowtowed three times.

Say to my father:

"It is a blessing to be able to see my father in this life, but I dare not ask my father to give up his loyalty and leave Qilu with his child.

The child is old and can take care of himself. As Brother Chen Qiu takes care of him, his father doesn’t have to worry. From now on, the child will come to Qinglong Mountain to pay his respects to him every year when his father’s birthday is here, and he has fulfilled his filial piety.

only..."

Little Tie's eyes were red, he said:

"It's just that the world is dangerous, and my father must take good care of himself."

Qiu Buping's expression became softer.

He looked at the youngest son who had grown up in front of him.

The unforgettable pains in the past fourteen years seemed to have been dispersed a lot at this moment, just as if the hole in my heart was slowly filled by something.

He helped the folded iron boy up and reached out to pat his shoulder.

He said:

"My son is sensible and is very satisfied with his father.

You will leave Qilu with your friends later. This is a war between the generals of the village. I am worried about my father and I will rush back to take charge at night.

There is still some time to come and sit here with my father.

Let's talk to each other."

Qiu Buping pointed to his side, and Zhe Tie stepped forward and sat cross-legged there. Qiu Buping's eyes fell on Zhe Tie's face. He looked at those eyes and said nothing for a long time.

He said:

"It's really like, my son, your eyes are like your mother. You don't know your mother's background or my enemy's inheritance. I'll tell you the previous one for my father."

The father and son were having a heart-to-heart talk under the moon, and it looked very harmonious, but the gap seemed to be cleared.

Chen Qiu looked at this scene from a distance and felt a little moved inside.

Who can know that the silly Xiao Tie actually has such an awesome father?

Who would have thought that Qiu Buping, who is dominating the world, would have a young son who is still alive?

However, Xiao Tie's identity will also be hidden in the future.

Just like the life experience of Qingqing girl, if others know this, Xiao Tieke would be in danger.

There is never a shortage of those evil and evil ways in this world. Following Ai Dacha, Chen Qiu broke seven small sects that were superficially upright but dirty inside.

I have a deeper understanding of how sinister people can be.

"Senior brother, where are we going next?"

Qingqing held Chen Qiu's arm and shook it around, and she asked:

"Can you teach me how to manipulate Xiuhe? It's so interesting."

“It’s hard to learn.”

Chen Qiu reached out and bounced Qingqing's forehead, and he said:

"If you have time to teach you, let's send the mountain ghost to Taihang, and then go back to Suzhou. It's time to go home after leaving for so long."

The monk beside him also had a gentle face.

It’s not that the monks are also moved by family affection.

But seeing that the young man and Qiu Buping recognized his father and son, the idea that he had been put on hold before could be raised again.

I have to think of a way to get Shiyin's niece closer to this iron-clad boy, it's better to...

Set up a marriage?

Qiu Buping's son, who is a eldest daughter of the Heluo Gang, is completely enough.

Moreover, Xiao Tie looks stupid and is definitely not his opponent of Shiyin. Even if he gets married, he will be controlled tightly.

It's a good match for a good man.

While the monk was turning the Buddhist beads and thinking, a boxer from Heluo Gang hurried over.

A carrier pigeon was parked on his arm, and handed the rolled-up note to the Lang Monk.

The monk opened it with a smile and looked.

"Swish"
Chapter completed!