Rebirth Era: The Miracle Doctor Jiaojiao is Beautiful and Cool

Chapter 25: End of Skill

"Who is that little girl?"

The villagers outside had been making a fuss all day, and it wasn't that Mr. Ji didn't hear it, but his status didn't allow him to show up in public.

He has personally raised Yan Chi since he was a child and he is the future successor of the Ji family.

Such an outstanding grandson was killed?
He couldn't accept the fact that the old man was sending the young man away...

To find my grandson, at any cost!
"She was born and raised in Qingshan Town, the granddaughter of the ordinary barefoot doctor Gu family, and is currently in junior high school. I think Captain Zhou of the local police station is very protective of her."

Butler Wan talked about the investigation just now. He knew the old man's hardship, but the villagers were very dissatisfied with this matter. A few years ago, things would not be so difficult to handle. Now in a society ruled by law, any small disturbance will be known to everyone.

It’s better if fewer people know about the death of the person in charge of the Ji family.

Huh~ How dare a little girl who hasn't even grown all her hair come out and challenge me? How come all the people outside are so stupid? No one is trying to stop me.

Forget it, old people are too lazy to care so much. After thinking for a while, Mr. Ji said, "Spend a hundred times the money to buy this piece of land."

Ah...this?

Butler Wan's frown could kill a fly. Could it be that the master has gone crazy? If he spends so much money and fails to dig out the young master, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Bai Qi walked in with the medicine and listened to the whole conversation. He didn't think anything of it, after all, they were looking for the only grandson of the Ji family.

After returning to the Gu family, Gu Huaiming kept his granddaughter and prepared to scold her. She was too bold today.

Old Mrs. Wang ignored him and pushed her granddaughter into her little house. "Don't pay attention to your grandpa. People are meant to be ruthless. If I wasn't here today, some good guy would have compromised long ago."

If farmers lose their fields to grow rice, what will they eat?
Where does the money come from to buy food?

Money doesn't come from the wind.

Over the years, the old man has relied on his half-baked medical skills to save lives without charging any money. He spends all day looking for herbs to help the poor.

The fields at home are worked by her and her daughter-in-law. Sometimes she doesn't want to tell him not to be so arrogant.

Gu Nanxing supported his grandmother and turned to go into the house.

After hearing what the woman said, Gu Huaiming lit his pipe in melancholy and walked out of the main room. He sat on the straw bench in the yard under the moonlight and sighed sadly!

Shan Laozi kept his promise and did not use the excavator. Everything will be discussed after daybreak.

The next day, when Gu Nanxing came home from school and was having dinner, she heard her mother say that the fields in Shanlaozi were going to be sold, and the local tycoons were offering a hundred times the price. For example, their family's three mu of fields would cost 200,000 yuan.

This price is very high, enough to build a large bungalow.

The village chief called a meeting of all the villagers at noon. Two-thirds of the young people agreed, but the remaining old people firmly disagreed, saying that it would be unless they died!
They had endured the reform era of hunger, cold, and fear, and had lived on the communal rice table for more than a decade. They had finally secured land contracting and household ownership, and now they were told to sell their fields, which could produce enough food?

Impossible, unless you step over their dead bodies.

They told me there was no one buried in the fields, yet they still insisted on digging... Gu Nanxing was really impressed by them.

At night, Gu Nanxing did not return to the space to practice. Instead, he flew over the mountains and fields on his sword to search. Only if he could find the deceased young master earlier, they would probably let go of the field.

On the way to Sanqiao Village, she suddenly thought of a secret technique for finding people, where used things or objects can be tracked thousands of miles away.

If dead, there is no movement.

When you are alive, your breath can be traced to the ends of the earth.

Gu Nanxing turned a corner and went to Shanlaozi, and came to Grandpa Ji’s simple house.

The old man had already gone to bed, and she searched around but found nothing.

After leaving the house and looking around, I walked into the third simple room, which was brightly lit. At the desk, a young man was practicing calligraphy, his noble and sacred appearance inviolable under the background of a small desk lamp.

In the mountains of Laos, those who light lamps in the middle of the night are not studying medical books, but practicing calligraphy?

Brother, you are crazy. Gu Nanxing came forward to take a look. The calligraphy he copied was in the Slender Gold style, with vigorous and powerful strokes that looked very stylish. Whose work was this?
My eyes swept to the lower right corner, Ji Yanqi?

Bai Qi smelled the medicinal fragrance again. The first time was on his first night in Shanlaozi, in Master Ji's room.

The second time was last night when the girl from the Gu family rushed in front of the villagers and threatened them.

He was born with a keen sense of smell and was very sensitive to smells, so he was able to stand out among his outstanding brothers and sisters of the same generation and was chosen to succeed the family doctor of the Ji family.

Gu Nanxing found that the person next to him had stopped moving, and beads of sweat on his forehead dripped onto the paper.

She approached him curiously, frowning in confusion. Why was he so nervous?
"What a monster!"

Bai Qi bravely roared, "Could that girl from the Gu family be a ghost?"

Monster? Are you talking about her?
Can this person see her?

Gu Nanxing raised his hand and waved it in front of him, but there was no response.

Tsk~ you're crazy!

Having no time to play with him, Gu Nanxing left the room and continued to look for the young master's things in the Ji family's residence.

They all have the surname Ji...that copybook?
When the smell dissipated, Bai Qi slumped in his chair in fear.

The familiar smell of medicine came again, and he was shocked to see Yan Chi's calligraphy disappear in front of him!
He was so scared that his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Gu Nanxing took out the calligraphy and started looking for someone using the secret technique of finding someone.

The bright green light spread throughout the entire mountain and finally pulled towards the south.

The person was still alive, and Gu Nanxing happily flew after him on his sword.

The glow faded from the strange place she had discovered at the border...

Gu Nanxing jumped down with his sword, and there was indeed something fishy going on!
She held a sword in her hand and slashed with all her might.

The sword light was like hitting cotton, and its power disappeared on its own.

Can there be such a powerful formation in the Dharma-Ending Age?

Gu Nanxing was in tears. She was good at alchemy and medicine, but she was totally unskilled in formation, weapon forging, and swordsmanship.

How to solve this problem?
She tried her best and threw all the magic weapons in the space at it, but it remained indifferent!
Suddenly thinking of something, Gu Nanxing took back the magic weapon and flew to Shanlaozi on his sword.

I heard the guy wearing the Buddha pendant mentioned a special department before, maybe there is a solution.

When they arrived at his tent, Gu Nanxing used medicine to create an illusion for the fat man and told him that there was a strange place on the border.

When the person woke up, he had no idea where he was and only remembered the location.

The next day after school, Gu Nanxing returned home. Her grandmother and the others were all smiling and said that their struggle in Shanlaozi was effective and had forced the capitalists to make concessions, and they finally compromised and dared not touch their fields.

Gu Nanxing, who has hidden his achievements and fame, is happy with his grandmother and is content as long as his family is happy.

The last week of September ended with National Day. It was a long vacation, so Gu Nanxing didn’t practice. He came out of the space, washed himself, got into bed, and fell into a sound sleep.

Since coming to this world, she has been practicing according to the pace of a cultivator and has never had a good night's sleep.

The next day, Gu Nanxing, who was still in bed, was pulled out of bed by his good friend Lu Yuzhu.

"Nanxing, Nanxing, a lot of people have come to Shanlaozi again. I heard there are monks and purple-robed Taoist priests. I have a feeling it's not that simple over there. Hurry up and get up to accompany me to watch the fun."

Lu Yuzhu ruthlessly pulled her good sister to sit up and forced her eyelids open.

(End of this chapter)