Chapter 111 The Old Man's Identity
Fan Xiaoxiao froze completely in place. What had she just heard? The Yama Ghost Doctor?!
Isn't that one of the ten most notorious villains of the Demonic Cult? So what that old man said about either dying or getting healed was true!
Thinking of this, Fan Xiaoxiao shuddered. She vaguely remembered the plot mentioning that this old man's medical treatments either required an arm or a leg, or even someone who wanted to kill their parents? But the old man only asked for seven days' worth of food as payment for treating her and Uncle Wang! ??
Fan Xiaoxiao turned her head and glanced at the old man busy in the thatched shed. No matter how she looked at him, she couldn't connect this old man with the Yama Ghost Doctor from the book.
Xiao Bao seemed to say something to him, and the old man patted Xiao Bao's head with a big smile.
Fan Xiaoxiao's heart stirred slightly. The old man in front of her seemed quite different from the Yama, the Ghost Doctor, in the book. He loved to eat and had the temperament of a child. In this chaotic world, she couldn't care about anything else; she only hoped that the old man wouldn't harm her family.
However, since the old man is a ghost doctor, then what about that Lady Ye...?
Fan Xiaoxiao's gaze shifted to Madam Ye, and a sudden sense of unease welled up inside her. Could it be? It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it? The old man's utterly disrespectful manner... it couldn't possibly be that person, could it?
If it really is that person… Fan Xiaoxiao recalled the times Ye Niangzi saved her in Huilong Village, and sighed softly. A throbbing pain shot through her head; she really just wanted to be a carefree, unassuming person, living a life free from worldly strife!
"If it really is him, wouldn't I still have to repay this life-saving favor? Forget it, I'd better not think about it anymore and go cook."
Fan Xiaoxiao muttered to herself, her worries always coming and going quickly. She shrugged, putting the matter out of her mind, and turned to walk towards the well.
Unbeknownst to her, Xiao Bao witnessed the entire process of her spacing out inside the thatched hut.
"Hmm? Why has Auntie been standing there for so long?"
The old man was taking Ye Langjun's pulse when he heard what Xiao Bao said, and subconsciously glanced at Fan Xiaoxiao's departing figure.
"Oh dear, could this little girl have overheard what I just said?" He muttered to himself, and Ye Langjun's fingertips twitched slightly, his brows furrowing.
"From now on, when you are out in the world, do not reveal your identity again. You have many enemies, and if someone with ulterior motives hears about it, you will not even know how you died."
Hearing this, the Ghost Doctor smacked his lips, seemingly not taking his words to heart: "Oh dear, someone tried to harm me, I didn't know I could poison him! You've become so long-winded!"
Lady Ye turned her head slightly to face the Ghost Doctor, as if she were looking at him. The old man stiffened slightly, then sighed and said, "Alright, alright, I'll remember! Okay?"
After saying that, the old man solemnly instructed Xiaobao again: "Little baby, did you hear that? Grandpa has a lot of enemies. You mustn't tell this to me! Otherwise, I won't play with you anymore!"
"Can't Auntie tell either?" Xiao Bao tilted his head, puzzled.
"I can't tell you either, or you want me to die!" he said seriously, which made Xiao Bao also become serious.
"Okay! Xiao Bao understands!"
The Ghost Doctor nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Lady Ye in front of him and said, "Is that alright?"
Ye Langjun remained silent, letting the Ghost Doctor take his pulse. However, his mind was filled with memories of the Ghost Doctor's fate in his previous life. He remembered it clearly: the Ghost Doctor died.
He died in the desert, and when he was found, only a skeleton remained.
Recalling that scene, Ye Langjun lowered his head slightly. The Ghost Doctor didn't notice anything amiss in his emotions. He continued to feel Ye Langjun's pulse, remaining silent for a long time, though his brows furrowed more and more deeply.
"Tsk, take the cloth off your eyes so I can see." The Ghost Doctor clicked his tongue, his expression not very good. After giving him a word of instruction, he continued to say to Xiao Bao, "Little baby, go and get the white cloth bag from my basket."
"Yes!" Xiao Bao responded and immediately started moving as the old man had instructed.
At this moment, Ye Langjun also removed the blindfold from his eyes. After seeing his eyes clearly, the old man clenched his teeth and his voice deepened.
"really……"
"Grandpa Fatty! The bag!" Xiao Bao handed the bag to the Ghost Doctor, looking at him with some worry and asking, "Brother Ye, is it difficult to cure?"
"Hmm." The Ghost Doctor nodded with a serious face. After taking the things from Xiao Bao's hands, he opened them with a whoosh, revealing a bunch of silver needles for Xiao Yu.
He continued moving, glanced at Xiaobao, and then hesitated for a moment before saying to Xiaobao, "Little one, go find that girl first! Grandpa needs to talk to your brother about something."
"Oh!" Xiao Bao nodded and walked out of the thatched hut without making a fuss.
After the child had walked away, the Ghost Doctor said in a cold voice to the expressionless Ye Langjun, "You'd better not use your internal energy anymore recently, if you don't want to die so quickly."
"Oh? Is that so?" Hearing that the other party still seemed indifferent, the Ghost Doctor's temper flared up immediately.
"Gu Zhongtai!"
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"Auntie! Mother!"
"Xiao Bao?" Fan Xiaoxiao stopped what she was doing when she saw the little dumpling walking towards her from afar.
"Weren't you with Grandpa somewhere? Why did you come here?"
"Grandpa Fatty said he wanted to talk to Brother Ye, so he told me to come over first." When he said this, the little dumpling was clearly preoccupied, his eyebrows were almost furrowed together.
Mrs. Fan thought the child was lonely because he had no one to play with, so she smiled and asked softly, "Then you're unhappy?"
Xiao Bao shook his head upon hearing this: "No." Fan Xiaoxiao and Madam Fan looked at the little dumpling together, exchanging a puzzled glance.
"Then why do you look like you have something on your mind?"
"I..." Xiao Bao opened his mouth, just about to answer Fan Xiaoxiao's question, when he remembered the old man's words about keeping it a secret.
He then shut his mouth and sat down without saying a word.
The two men were puzzled by his actions, but when they pressed him for answers, the boy remained silent. They gave up and started skewering meat with the thin branches that Uncle Wang had given them, instead of talking about what they would do the next day.
"Sister, let's go look for some konjac tomorrow."
"Hmm? What are you going to make?" Madam Fan looked at her with some confusion: "Are you going to make that konjac tofu again?"
Fan Xiaoxiao shook her head: "No, I want to try to see if those can be ground into powder. I went to the market today, and they sell all kinds of things there, but I didn't see any rice or flour for sale. So I think it must be the kind of food that people here use to stave off hunger, which they themselves don't have enough of."
As soon as she said that, Madam Fan immediately understood what she meant: "You want to use it as our provisions for the rest of the journey?"
Fan Xiaoxiao nodded and was about to speak when a voice rang out behind her: "Dry rations? Where are you going?"
The three looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xiao Hei carrying half a piece of beef and holding a pair of huge cow horns, looking at them.
(End of this chapter)
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