964: C964 Medicine Primer

C964 Medicine Primer

Yang Hsingchen smiled at the servants and said, "Don't look at me like that. I'm not some monk meat, and I'm not someone who can cure and save people just by eating my meat and drinking my blood. It's not like that at all."0

When he said this, not only did the servants not believe him, even old ruffian had a look of disbelief on his face. The old man curled his mouth and said, "Sissy, you're a heaven defying brat. We know that you've become a national treasure. We also know how important you are, but you just kept your eyes open and lied. This is boring. "

"No one is blind. You are clearly the flesh of Tang Monk. And you say you are not? What is there to hide? Who would really eat you? Mother, you're not a little beauty, a man... What's so good about it? Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter. Yang Hsingchen waited for them to finish laughing before saying. “ I didn't hide anything from you. This is the truth of the matter. I don't know why, but your bodies are immune to spirit water and spirit herbs. Or rather, due to some kind of suppression, spirit water and spirit herbs are unable to function properly in your bodies. My blood just happens to have this kind of antidotes, so as long as I chew the herbs... They should be effective."

"That is to say, my instinctive blood can't help you cure the disease and save people, I am just a catalyst for the medicine"

A servant with small eyes heard this and rolled his eyes. He mustered his courage and said tentatively. " Then, Young City Lord, I can let you do an experiment. I'll cut my own hand. You don't need any herbs, just spit a few mouthfuls of saliva on my wound. If the wound wasn't healed, it would prove that you were just a catalyst for medicine. If it's healed on the spot, then say that your flesh and blood is an all-purpose medicine. What do you think?"

Alright, he had already called himself the almighty medicine. In order to wash himself clean, Yang Hsingchen immediately nodded his head and agreed.

This thing must be agreed, otherwise, if a servant were to spread it, if he said that his flesh could cure all diseases, wouldn't that bring him a lot of hatred? He didn't have any martial arts to begin with. If all the people in Spirit Star were to think about him... Then, his life wouldn't be easy.

When the servant with small eyes saw Yang Ming nod his head, he immediately picked up the knife. He drew a knife on his finger. Then he stretched his bleeding finger in front of Yang Hsingchen. Yang Hsingchen didn't stand on ceremony. He spat on his finger a few times.

Everyone widened their eyes and stared at this guy's finger nervously. However, at least five minutes had passed, and the wound on his finger was still the same. There was no change at all.

Only then did old ruffian burst into laughter, "Hahaha, heavens, so what you said is true. It's not about how powerful your blood is, but the fact that you are one of the herbs used to treat illnesses. There must be a catalyst for this medicine. That would be boring. You, Master Loong, were going to capture you and sell you. Looks like there's no need for that. Go to sleep."

"Young city lord, this hand of mine?" Seeing Yang Hsingchen also stand up, Little Eye immediately stretched out his finger and said.

"Oh, a small wound. It will heal itself after sleeping for a while. It's fine." Yang Hsingchen smiled and followed old ruffian out. Everyone immediately laughed at the servant with small eyes.

The reason Yang Hsingchen did not treat him was because the small injury was really too small. It did not matter if it was cured or not.

Secondly, he saw greed in this fellow's eyes just now. Yang Hsingchen was sure that if his blood could really cure all kinds of diseases... At least more than half of the servants would have designs on him. At that time, he could sell the information to others, such as the burlap bag, a Sap, or something like that. In short, it wouldn't do him any good.

Yang Hsingchen and old ruffian went to sleep. Some servants immediately took the blood in Yang Hsingchen's body as a catalyst. He told the butler. When the butler heard that there was such a thing, he immediately ran over to Aunt Ye's place. He told the City Lord and the Third Aunt about this matter to the Third Aunt's family.

After the housekeeper left, the City Lord clapped his hands. "Zhen-er, Jinyao, I told you that this Xiaoxuan is a fake. Listen to me, his saliva has such an effect. This means that he really isn't my son."

When Mo Yuzhen's mother heard this, she said with sadness and happiness. " If that was the case, Xuan'er really did not have any life left. This child is really too pitiful. His great years are gone just like that. But fortunately, God sent another Xuan'er over. Although he isn't your biological son, Master... But at least in his heart, he really cares about Zhen'er. If he can be recruited as the son-in-law of my Mo family... It's not a bad thing. "

The Old City Lord shook its head, "No, no, no. Didn't you see that he looks exactly the same as Xuan Er? You and I know that he's fake, but no one else knows. If you let them get married, then wouldn't others be laughing at our Mo family for messing around? There's a brother and sister getting married in this world? When the time comes, how will you explain it to others? "

"There is another problem, that is, he keeps saying that he wants to leave this place, go out and challenge the world, can you stop him? So, the best way to do it now is to pretend not to know, or to treat him as a real Xuan'er. "

Her words caused Jin Yao to nod her head straight, and she didn't mention the matter of marrying her daughter to Yang Hsingchen anymore. Early the next morning, the Old City Lord wrote a few letters. He asked a few servants to ride horses and send them to his good friends in the past. Even though they had Yang Hsingchen's help, the more people they had, the more power they had.

It was said that when people were in trouble, they would think of good friends. This... Ever since the letter was sent out, the Old City Lord had cleaned up the room. He was waiting for his good friends to come over and help. However, in the afternoon, not a single friend came over. This caused the Old City Lord to feel more and more uncomfortable. Just as he was about to see through it... A group of people came, but they weren't friends. Instead, it was the people from his aunt's family, the Sword Management Manor.

Although they knew that the other party was here to pick a fight, they were still good relatives before they turned against each other. Thus, Old City Lord immediately brought his family to the entrance of the courtyard to welcome them.

When he reached the entrance to take a look, the Old City Lord was almost scared out of his wits. More than a hundred people had actually come. He knew that there were only about two hundred people in the Sword Management Manor. In this way, it meant that all of the other party's capable strength had been transferred over. It was obvious that they wanted to use force to force him to give up his position to Mo Lei.

Old City Lord smiled bitterly in his heart. Of course, he knew why the Jing family was so concerned about his position. Because if he passed the position to his second son, Mo Lei, it would mean that the east side of the city would be controlled by the Jing family.

One should know that this Mo Lei was obedient to his uncle and grandfather. The reason was very simple. Not only did his two uncles have high martial arts, they also allowed him to learn bad things. How could he not be happy!

Even though he knew that the other party had ill intentions, good people would not come. However, there was still some etiquette that Old City Lord should have. He cupped his fists towards Jingjuan's elder brother and second brother, "Mo Cheng greets first uncle, second uncle!"

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