Chapter 571: Face slapping, gathering of top noble families [1 update]

Everyone turned their heads.

The head of the Fu family did not come, but an uncle of Fu Chen came.

When he looked over, his eyes suddenly widened and his legs began to tremble.

Fu Xi was not wearing a mask or anything like that, so his face was exposed to everyone's sight.

However, no one else had ever seen Fu Xi.

Fu Chen's uncle had only seen a portrait of him.

The real person appeared before my eyes, and the impact was too great.

The next second, he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

Fu Chen saw the girl at a glance, and he subconsciously opened his mouth: "Master——"

Ying Zijin glanced at him.

Fu Chen swallowed the title in time.

Others didn’t know Fu Xi, but they knew Fu Chen.

The deputy leader said, "Master Fu Chen, who is this?"

"Grandfather." Fu Chen's uncle finally took a breath and spoke tremblingly, "Grandfather, why are you here?"

If he had known this earlier, he would not have come to the meeting. His heart was not in good condition to begin with.

This was quite frightening.

"Of course I have to come here to learn about the evil doctor." Fu Xi glanced at him calmly, "Is that the corpse?"

The whole hall was silent.

Everyone was shocked.

The ancestor of the Fu family?

Isn’t the ancestor of the Fu family Fu Xi, the one who founded the Fu family? !

The expression of the head of the Meng family changed instantly.

The ancestor of the Meng family did not live as long as Fu Xi. The one who founded the family died long ago.

In this regard, the Meng family is completely incomparable to the Fu family.

"Senior Fuxi, it's not that I didn't invite you, it's just that such a small matter shouldn't bother you." The deputy leader wiped his sweat, "You have been in seclusion for a long time, where do you have the time to pay attention to such a small matter?"

Fu Xi just said: "I will do the autopsy myself."

No one dared to move.

The ancient doctor in charge of the autopsy handed over the sterilized silver needle with trembling hands.

A minute later, Fu Xi put down the silver needle and said calmly, "The medicine he took can detoxify, but his mood fluctuated so much that he didn't have time to suppress the power of the medicine. In addition, his internal energy was disordered, and his heart meridian burst."

Master Li: “…”

He was right. Did he die from excitement?

What a weird way to die.

Fu Xi sighed softly.

Master is still Master.

The head of the Xu family did die of a heart attack, and the medicine was indeed tonic.

But if one of the herbs is a little less in grams, this effect cannot be achieved.

The fourth elder's expression froze: "Is it really a tonic?"

"Evil doctors must be eradicated in the ancient medical community, but you cannot slander any individual." Fu Xi's voice turned cold. "By labeling all the geniuses in the ancient medical community as evil doctors, aren't you courting your own destruction?"

The face of the head of the Meng family turned red, and he had to bow his head: "Senior is right."

Fu Xi said coldly: "Since you are not an evil doctor, apologize to her now."

After Fu Xi said this, no one else could sit still.

Including the head of the Meng family, everyone apologized to Ying Zijin.

The head of the Meng family took a deep breath and felt like he couldn't hold it any longer.

Who would have thought that Fu Xi would actually come out and interfere?

Fu Xi stared at these people and apologized before leaving.

The hall emptied quickly.

Only the fourth elder was still sitting in his original position, muttering, "It's not the evil doctor. He's gone again. Hahahaha, he's gone again!"

After laughing wildly, he became dazed again. He sat on the stone steps, staring blankly at the sky.

The light in his eyes faded away little by little.

Fu Chen was surprised: "What happened to him? Is he crazy?"

"No, he's not crazy, he's just in such a miserable state." Hall Master Li waved his hand, "You don't know, his family members were all harmed by the evil doctor, and the bones that were finally found were incomplete."

Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Was he captured to make medicine?"

The only evil doctor she had ever seen was Shi Fengyi.

Shi Fengyi likes to refine medicines that can affect people's nerves.

But there is more than one kind of evil doctor.

"Who knows? Because there is no way to find out." Master Li sighed and said, "That happened a long time ago, twenty years ago, when he was promoted to elder and had real power. He was going to bring his son and daughter-in-law over from his hometown."

"His daughter-in-law gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. That year, his grandchildren were already three years old. They were quite talented and could already identify medicinal herbs."

Hall Master Li added: "Miss Ying, you know, the Dan League was founded 223 years ago, and it is not easy to be promoted to an elder."

Ying Ying Zi Jin nodded: "Yes, I know."

The elders of the Dan League must be level seven members, but level seven members may not necessarily become elders.

To be promoted to an elder, one must pass many tests.

But becoming an elder of the Dan League means having a solid position in the ancient medical world.

"The ancient medical community is different from the ancient martial arts community. They cannot kill each other. After all, most ancient doctors are weak. Those with good physiques are just ordinary people. At most, they have self-defense skills. Therefore, the ancient medical community is relatively safer." Master Li added, "Their home is not far from the Dan League headquarters, only half a day's journey. Who knew that such a cruel thing would happen on the road?"

After the fourth elder discovered something was wrong, he rushed over, only to find that no one was home.

The body was not found until a month later.

The scene was horrific.

Those evil doctors were so cruel that they didn't even spare the children.

The fourth elder collapsed at that moment.

After twenty years of searching, he still couldn't find the murderer.

"He has been tracking down the whereabouts of the evil doctor for years," Hall Master Li shook his head. "He is unwilling to let go of even the slightest trace. He previously thought that you were an evil doctor, and only wanted to find the entire evil doctor force through you."

Ying Zijin said calmly: "It's human nature, I can understand it."

"Miss Ying, you shouldn't have known about the existence of the evil doctor. It's bound to cause panic." Hall Master Li straightened his face, "But now that you know about it, you must be more careful. A genius like you is also a target that the evil doctor wants to hunt down."

Ying Zijin frowned slightly.

She was now certain that the fake No. 1 poison master that Rita Bevan had found at that time must be the evil doctor.

The fourth elder walked in at this time, his eyes still red: "Miss Ying, I apologize for offending you just now. I heard from this guy that you need medicinal materials more. I will give you all my share. Anyway..."

He doesn't need it anymore.

"No, I don't need that." Ying Zijin raised his head and glanced at him. "You are frustrated and depressed, which has turned into fire. Your liver is damaged. If you have time, take some medicine to relieve your depression."

The fourth elder was stunned: "Miss Ying, you..."

Ying Zijin took a sip of tea and said, "I know a little bit about face reading."

"Oh." The fourth elder nodded, "No wonder."

Ancient doctors would observe, listen, ask and palpate, and basically they would also look at the face.

This kind of physiognomy is different from fortune-telling.

Based on facial features, they can determine where the patient is ill.

After all, many symptoms can be manifested on the face, even if it's just a pimple on the chin.

**

The other side.

Dream home.

After hearing what happened at the meeting, Meng Qingxue was stunned: "Fu family ancestor? She is the disciple of Senior Fu Xi?"

Otherwise, why would Fu Xi come out specially?

Meng Qingxue clenched her fingers.

If he is Fu Xi's apprentice, no one of the same age can compare with Ying Zijin.

Even Fu Chen's generation was suppressed a lot.

The head of the Meng family laughed all of a sudden: "Qingxue, you think too much. Who is the ancestor of the Fu family? How many years has she been living in seclusion? Only Fu Chen has received her teachings."

"How old is Ying Zijin? He's almost nineteen, and he's still a distant relative of the Ye family, a small ancient martial arts family. He has nothing to do with the Fu family."

Meng Qingxue frowned: "But——"

"The reason why the ancestor of the Fu family came out today was just because she happened to hear about the evil doctor from Fu Chen." The head of the Meng family shook her head. "Everyone knows how much the ancestor of the Fu family hates the evil doctor. After all, one of her apprentices died at the hands of the evil doctor."

"Didn't Fu Xi also come out when the evil doctor that the Gu Wuling family sent to the Fu family last time?"

"Plus, Ying Zijin is indeed extremely talented in alchemy. Although the Fu family's ancestors hate evil doctors, they can't watch a genius in alchemy being slandered as an evil doctor. She is kind and is just doing it for the sake of convenience. Don't think too much about it."

Meng Qingxue felt a little relieved.

"But from today on, her position in the ancient medical community has basically been determined." Patriarch Meng added, "Although she is not as good as you, Qingxue, and Fu Chen, she can indeed squeeze into this top circle."

As the head of the Meng family was talking, he suddenly realized something that happened in the meeting and was stunned.

This Ying Zijin seems to know acupuncture?

Otherwise, how would you know about autopsies?

His expression changed and his eyes darkened.

**

Before the New Year, there was a winter hunt in the ancient medical community.

Only the three top families and the core members of Tianyi Sect and Dan League will be invited.

When Ying Zijin received the invitation, she also received a WeChat message from Fu Chen.

[Taking a Break and Sleeping]: Grandmaster, I guess I have also given you an invitation? Are you coming?

[Sleeping while slacking off]: If you come, I will go too. It is not impossible to sleep in the hunting ground. Grandmaster, you are so amazing. Even when I am sleeping, my internal energy can really increase!

This is really good news for Fu Chen.

Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows.

Although she brought ancient martial arts to Earth, before ancient martial arts, Kung Fu martial arts existed in ancient China, and Qinggong acupuncture also really existed.

However, this kind of martial arts cannot develop the potential of the human body, so it cannot prolong life or allow people to have speed and strength beyond ordinary people.

Ancient martial arts are the result of her combining the cultivation methods of the spiritual world, the actual conditions on Earth, and ancient Kung Fu martial arts.

This method of cultivating internal strength while sleeping was something she learned from her good friend, but she rewrote it into an ancient martial arts secret book.

[Ying Zijin]: Go ahead and have some fun.

Land in the imperial capital is extremely expensive, and there isn't even a large enough area for horse racing.

Fu Yunshen picked up the invitation on the table and raised his eyebrows: "Do you like horses?"

"It's OK." Ying Zijin thought for a moment, "As long as I'm not riding it myself."

When one's ancient martial arts training reaches the level of fifty years or above, one can use internal energy to lift the body and "float" away, which is much better than the light skills in martial arts dramas.

Therefore, for ancient warriors, walking is easier than riding a horse, even for long distances.

In the ancient martial arts world, only children can ride horses.

However, the ancient medical world is different. Ancient doctors basically have no way of practicing ancient martial arts, so aristocratic families will let family members train in horse riding, archery and other physical fitness sports from an early age.

"Well, I'll take you for a ride." Fu Yunshen touched her head and chuckled, "It just so happens that during the winter hunt, I'll ask Yunshan to catch some birds and roast them for you."

The air quality in the ancient medical world is high, and the meat of animals raised there is also better quality.

She does like to eat.

Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "Catch a few and bring them back to Dad and the others. Can they be made into bacon?"

"able."

"Okay, send a few bags to Xiaolan and Adele as well."

Fu Yunshen held up the tablet computer and said, "Yaoyao, Imperial University is officially on holiday, and your grades are out. Do you want to see them?"

Ying Zijin closed his eyes: "No, there is no suspense."

Fu Yunshen looked at the row of full marks and full GPAs: "..."

There is really no suspense.

**

After staying at the Ji family for four days, Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen returned to the ancient medical world.

The hunt started in the afternoon, and by eleven o'clock, quite a few people had already arrived at the horse farm.

Fu Yunshen went to get his hunting riding clothes.

Ying Zijin was wearing a baseball cap, holding a bottle of Coke in his hand, and looking at the horses.

She scanned it quickly, and only stopped at the end.

Ying Zijin raised her head and narrowed her eyes slightly.

This is a pure black horse with shiny mane, fast-paced hooves and a sturdy body.

The horse was tied firmly to the railing, and when it saw someone coming, it neighed a warning.

This alarmed the other people who were watching the horses.

The girl's dress was different from that of people in the ancient medical community, and many people looked at her curiously.

Ying Zijin raised his hand and was about to grab the reins of the horse.

"Miss Ying!" Meng Qingxue saw it and frowned, "The horse you are looking at is a wild horse. It has not been tamed yet. You can't ride it. Don't touch it."

Today I chatted with a friend I hadn’t talked to for a long time, and we talked about how my memory and concentration have been somewhat impaired due to physical reasons.

He: I am honored that you still remember me.

I just forgetful, not amnesia :)

Speaking of riding a horse, my butt hurts, as if it were broken.

(End of this chapter)