The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 64 Seeking Medical Consultation

Seeing that his fourth brother was poisoned by a strange poison, Deng Baichuan was worried, but upon hearing Xuannan's invitation, he was overjoyed.

"I heard that Divine Doctor Xue is known as the enemy of the King of Hell. Any difficult and complicated disease can be cured by his medicine. Master, do you know where that miracle doctor lives?"

"Mr. Xue lives in Liuzong Town in the west. It's not too far away, about a few hundred miles of mountain road. He and I have met several times. If I come to seek treatment, I won't refuse."

During the conversation, Xuan Nan glanced at the Shaolin monks who were poisoned by Ding Chunqiu poison powder, looking helpless.

Things happened suddenly. No one expected that the notorious figure Ding Chunqiu would be here, and he would take the opportunity to kidnap his Shaolin Temple disciples who violated the precepts.

Thinking of this, Xuannan looked at Murong's four retainers.

"Murong Gusu is famous all over the world. I think Doctor Xue has also admired him for a long time. He will definitely be very happy to have the opportunity to make friends with four heroes this time."

"No, no. If Divine Doctor Xue saw us coming to our door, he would be very happy. I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case."

"But, everyone in the martial arts world hates my young master's idea of ​​'replying others with their own way'. With the reputation of Divine Doctor Xue, they will definitely not be afraid of it."

"This time we came to seek medical treatment. If something happens to him in the future, our young master can take action and his life can be saved."

As for the other monks of the Hui generation and the Xu generation, they were simply too close to Ding Chunqiu. As soon as Ding Chunqiu sprinkled the poisonous powder, those monks with low internal power were unknowingly infected.

"Well, things are unpredictable. Who would have thought that an old friend who used to be in good health would suddenly pass away like this. I want to pay my respects, but is it possible to do it conveniently?"

Although the two old monks of the Xuan generation, Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong, had profound skills, five people were poisoned. Seeing this, Deng Baichuan and others on the side also extended a helping hand, which could be regarded as easing the relationship with Shaolin.

Gong Yeqian fell two steps behind and whispered to Deng Baichuan beside him.

Bao BuTong on the side was still chatting with Feng Liang, and Xuan Tong, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said.

A look of anxiety appeared on Xuannan's old face. He turned around and looked at the carriage behind him. Thinking of the poisoned Shaolin novices, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Fortunately, the poison he used this time was not highly toxic. If it had been Sanxiao Xiaoyao Powder, hehe.

"The two masters of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong, are visiting with their friends. They came here to ask for help from Doctor Xue if they have something to ask for. I hope to see him outside."

Deng Baichuan had great inner strength. As soon as he said these words, the crying in the mansion stopped abruptly.

"Yesterday, my master's hands and feet suddenly twitched. I don't know what the illness was, so he passed away last night."

Seeing that the old servant was so sad, Xuannan said a few words of comfort and then asked.

"Brother, this old servant didn't mean what he said. He's obviously hiding something. I'll be careful."

Seeing this, Xuannan knew that he was looking in the wrong place.

Although it was only a few hundred miles away from Liuzong Town, the mountain road was rugged, and the injured could only use their pure internal strength to protect their meridians, so a lot of time was wasted.

Doctor Xue's home is located in the mountains more than thirty miles north of Liu Zong Town. Fortunately, he told Xuan Nan the route in detail at Juxian Village that day, so everyone found the door of Xue's house without much effort.

"Xu Zhu, go to the town ahead and hire a few big cars to take the injured to Doctor Xue's house for consultation."

Taking a closer look, the black and white characters on the lantern came into view, and Xuannan couldn't help but be surprised again.

Although Divine Doctor Xue has left, since he has already stopped in front of the mansion, it would be rude not to come in and say hello loudly.

"Xue Gong Muhua died at the age of fifty-five. Doctor Xue was in good health, so why did he suddenly pass away?"

Seeing this, Deng Baichuan also followed him and rushed to the market ahead with Ye Wuxin.

Several people looked at each other and saw that Master Xuan Tong was protecting the meridians of the injured in the carriage.

As soon as he saw Ding Chunqiu, he immediately hid far away, and when Xuan Nan came, he huddled next to him and never left.

"Master! Why did you leave us like this? When we get to Huangquan Road, will the Lord of Hell be in trouble with you?"

The old servant was stunned when he heard this, and then spoke hesitantly.

'Is it possible that there is a funeral? There are still patients who cannot be cured even though Doctor Xue is here? This is really strange.'

"Amitabha, Mr. Xue's internal strength is not weak and his body is quite strong. How could he suddenly fall ill? I wonder what kind of disease he suffered from?"

"Who else is there in Mr. Xue's family?"

"My master has passed away, you can't see him anymore."

Ye Wuxin ran out of the pavilion quickly, but silently laughed at the evil Feng Bo who judged people by their appearance.

Next to the river, several large houses with black tiles and white walls stand. In front of the door is a large medicinal garden where various medicinal materials are grown.

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian arrived from behind. When they saw the scene in front of them, they both shouted in unison and their expressions became extremely anxious.

The two rushed to the market and hired four carts, allowing the injured to lie in the carts to recuperate. Deng Baichuan even donated generously and bought several horses for the uninjured Shaolin monks to ride.

Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian looked at each other, vaguely feeling that the old servant's words were somewhat untrue, and the burst of crying just now could be heard clearly from inside the house.

XuanNan quickly drove his horse forward and saw a paper flag to summon souls stuck in front of the door, and several pieces of linen tied near the door.

After a while, an old man opened the door of the mansion, dressed as a servant, with sadness on his face and crying very sadly.

After hesitating for a moment, the old servant nodded slowly and led everyone into the door.

XuanNan clasped his hands together and asked slowly.

At this moment, a burst of crying suddenly came from the mansion. After listening carefully, it was a woman's voice, presumably the family members of Divine Doctor Xue.

"Amitabha, senior brother, please set off as soon as possible. The longer you delay, the more dangerous it will be."

Ding Chunqiu was possessed of poisonous skills, but he still went to his side without knowing what was good for him. He really didn't know how to live or die.

Xuan Nan and Deng Baichuan looked at each other, but the sound of carriages and horses came slowly from behind. Four large carriages and the Shaolin monks who had not yet been poisoned stopped in front of Doctor Xue's door.

"There's not a lot of people left."

Thinking of this, Deng Baichuan secretly used his inner strength and shouted loudly into the mansion.

The group of people walked towards the west. Every time they walked for about two or three hours, they would stop the carriage and use their inner strength to protect the heart of the poisoned person.

"Yes, uncle."

XuanNan nodded slightly and his eyes fell on Ye Wuxin beside him.

As I rode closer, I saw two large white paper lanterns hanging in front of the house door, and I couldn't help but wonder.

"Just be careful. With me and the two eminent monks from Shaolin Temple here, ordinary young people will never dare to make plans."

Everyone slowly walked into the mourning hall. Everything was in a hurry, as if it had just been arranged, and the spiritual tablet read 'Xue Gong Muhua's spiritual tablet'.

Gong Yeqian looked in all directions without speaking, but he was even more suspicious.

Everyone bowed in front of the spiritual throne. Ye Wuxin saw the clothes outside the door and felt clear in her heart.

(End of chapter)