Chapter 100: Ghost
"Uncle, where should we go next? Are you listening to Yuxuan?"
Qin Feng shook his head: "We are almost out of wine. We have to ask Lao Li to replenish some. By the way, we will share this month's wine profits with him."
Lan Ningshuang nodded slightly, and for some reason, there was a touch of sadness between her eyebrows.
"What's wrong? But what's on your mind?" Qin Feng turned his head and asked.
"Uncle, how confident are you that the meridian damage on Mr. Ya'an's right arm can be repaired?"
It turned out that he was worried about this matter because Liu Jianli made it clear to Qin Feng: "Although I would like to say that I am 70% or 80% sure, in fact, I am only 50% sure."
Half and half, this is his most optimistic estimate.
Although the Tian Yuan Nei Jing gave a plan for healing the meridians, in the final analysis it was just an unformed idea and no one had ever succeeded.
He dared to say that he was 50% sure, and it was also because he had a pair of strange eyes.
Seeing that the sadness in Lan Ningshuang's eyes had not faded, Qin Feng smiled and said: "I only said that I am only 50% sure of curing Ya'an's right arm, but I didn't say how sure I am of curing your young lady.
Why are you so sad? "
"Uncle, there is no need to comfort me. The injury of the young lady is much more serious than that of Young Master Ya'an.
If even Mr. Ya'an's injuries are only 50% sure to be cured, let alone my young lady? "This is the main reason that makes Lan Ningshuang sad.
"No, no, the most important thing to cure diseases and save people is experience. Why is it so difficult to repair meridians? It's not because no doctor has succeeded before.
But I'm different. I can practice with Ya'an first. If I can successfully treat it, wouldn't Miss Yan's meridians be easily cured? "
When Lan Ningshuang heard this, she seemed to think it made sense, and her eyes brightened a lot, but she was still worried: "But what if Master Ya'an fails?"
"What's the point? Failure is the mother of success. Since I failed once, I will naturally sum up the reasons for the failure and make improvements to the treatment methods.
In this way, my confidence has also improved. "Qin Feng said plausibly.
Lan Ningshuang was moved by these words and her brows slowly relaxed: "Wouldn't this be a bit sorry for Mr. Ya'an?"
Qin Feng's expression froze, and he pretended not to hear, and suddenly quickened his pace: "Let's go quickly, go early and come back early."
On the other side, Ya'an, who was returning to Qin Mansion, suddenly sneezed.
Wang Xu on the side asked with concern: "Master, I'm catching a cold. Do you need another robe?"
"No need." Ya'an frowned slightly. The clothes she was wearing were sewn with silk from Yuxiufang in the imperial capital. They were warm in winter and cool in summer, so how could she catch a cold?
Intentionally or unintentionally, she glanced at her hanging right arm, and a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.
Although she often pretends to be indifferent, who can accept the loss of an arm?
"Liu Jianli, how did you survive that time?" Ya'an muttered to himself in a daze.
Qin Feng and the two came to Lao Li's residence. At first glance, they saw that it was still as before, shabby but clean.
Lao Li was sitting on a chair in the yard, drinking wine leisurely and sprinkling some on the ground from time to time.
Qin Feng's eyelids jumped when he saw this, waste, what a waste!
Hearing the commotion, Lao Li looked at the door: "What's wrong, boy, the drinks are sold out?"
"Yes, senior, where is the brewed wine? I need to take it away." Qin Feng said respectfully.
"Wait." Lao Li burped and tapped the ground with his crutch. The ground cracked in the corner of the yard.
Qin Feng looked curiously, and after a while, he saw countless wine jars floating out of the cellar and neatly arranged in the courtyard.
"Uncle, this is it!" Lan Ningshuang's eyes widened and she whispered softly.
Qin Feng also looked surprised. This strange method was not something that Baigui Sixth Grade could perform.
But the ability to retrieve objects from the air has never been heard of in the fifth-level puppet realm.
"Miss Lan, do you know what this method is?" Qin Feng asked closely.
As the weather was getting colder, Lan Ningshuang could even feel the warmth of the other person's breath. She turned slightly red and distanced herself a little: "I don't know the specifics, but I heard that at the fourth level of the Hundred Ghosts, one has the power to attract and control Yin. The power of the spirit.
This method is quite similar to that ability. "
The fourth grade of Baigui? !
Qin Feng opened his mouth. Although he didn't know what the specific abilities of the fourth grade Baigui were, with such strength, Lao Li definitely had a high rank in the Zhenling Army back then.
He suddenly thought of something and used the Eye Expansion Technique. He saw a blurry green figure next to each wine jar floating in the air.
The closer he stared, the clearer the blurry figure became. He was wearing a military uniform, armor, and a red military hat.
This is clearly the uniform of a soldier charging into the enemy's killing array!
These Yin spirits are all soldiers, but why are there so many soldiers' Yin spirits here?
Qin Feng's eyes widened, an idea was born in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.
Senior Li was a soldier in the Zhenling Army. He survived, but did not choose to return to the imperial capital. Instead, he settled in Jinyang City and became a down-and-out winemaker.
Jinyang City is a small city with no army at all, and there are no descriptions of relevant sergeants in the topography, but there are soldiers' ghosts here.
There is only one possibility. These soldiers' ghosts are the ghosts of the Spirit-Suppressing Army back then, and the embers of those soldiers who were burned by Garuda's cursed fire are also scattered here!
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Lan Ningshuang caught a glimpse of Qin Feng's expression and asked softly.
At the same time, those Yin spirits all looked over, startling Qin Feng.
"It's nothing, I'm just amazed by this scene."
Not long after, three hundred jars of wine were placed in the courtyard. Old Li took a sip and wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and said, "Take it away."
Qin Feng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the Yin spirits. Then he waved his right hand and put all the three hundred jars of wine into the Xumi Ring.
"This is the profit from the drinks during this period." Qin Feng put a heavy money bag on the table in the yard.
"Yeah." Lao Li responded, but he didn't even look at it, as if he didn't care how much money was inside.
"Nothing else, just go away and don't disturb my interest in drinking."
Qin Feng's face twitched. He was drinking like this before it was night. Was he numbing himself?
"Then I will leave first." When he reached the gate, Qin Feng added: "Senior Li, if you have nothing to do, you can go and sit at Wangyue Residence. Good wine must be paired with delicious food.
Don't you feel bored sitting in this courtyard drinking alone all the time? "
Seeing that the other party ignored him, Qin Feng shook his head and sighed.
Just when he was about to leave, the money bag on the table fell into his hands.
Qin Feng looked surprised. He turned around and saw some broken silver from the money bag left on the table.
"Senior, what does this mean?"
"Don't you need to pay for meals? Those silver coins can be used as meal money. When I want to go, I will naturally go." Lao Li said this.
Qin Feng wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back: "Senior, you have to come often, otherwise, if you want to get back the money, you will have to wait until the year of the monkey and the horse."
"Go, go, brat, I can still make you take advantage of me." Lao Li waved his hand.
Qin Feng hugged his fists and left with Lan Ningshuang.
Da da!
The cane tapped the ground again, and the broken silver on the table floated up and was distributed to the homes of the surrounding people.
Lao Li raised his head and hummed a tune, not knowing what he was thinking.