Long Xun and Shao Gong did not stay in Chang'an City for the entire time.
When Shao Gong grew a few years older, Long Xun followed him on his travels around the world. On one hand, they solved all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, on the other hand, they searched for more medicinal materials that could be used as medicine, exchanged ideas with other doctors, and even collected folk remedies.
However, since Chang'an was their initial stop, they would return to rest every now and then. Shao Gong recorded everything he saw and heard along the way, studying it carefully until he had thoroughly understood it before they would continue their journey.
Now nearly nineteen years old, Shao Gong stands there with an air of elegance and refinement, possessing a natural air of composure. Years of practicing medicine and traveling have instilled in him a relaxing affability and steadiness that inspires trust.
Shao Gong has always insisted on providing free medical consultations, and he is never stingy with his money if anyone wants to learn medicine. In addition to providing free medical consultations, he also bought a house and opened a few small shops to earn some money to support himself and Long Xun in Chang'an.
That day, Shao Gong finished his free clinic and rolled up the curtain hanging in front of the table. Just as he was about to move all his things back to the house he had bought behind him, he suddenly let out a soft exclamation and looked at a figure in a magnificent robe in the alley not far ahead.
That aura... it feels somewhat familiar.
Shao Gong pondered for a moment, then suddenly called out, "Father! Could you please help me move the table into the house? I've been sitting for a long time today, and my back is a little sore..."
Before he could finish shouting, Long Xun, dressed in a black robe and wearing a hood, walked out with his head down, grabbed the corner of the table with one hand, and lifted the table up flat.
Shao Gong followed behind him, then suddenly pointed to the alley and said, "Godfather, there seems to be someone over there?"
Long Xun glanced at him casually, and Shao Gong keenly noticed that Long Xun seemed to stiffen for a moment. But Shao Gong only heard Long Xun respond softly before he stepped into the room, placed the table in the corner of the courtyard, and then turned around, giving Shao Gong, whose face was full of deep meaning, a faint look, and said, "I'll go take a look."
"Father, please... there's no need to rush back. I'm tired today and will rest early."
Long Xun: "..."
Completely at a loss for words, he could only pretend he hadn't heard and silently walked out of the room.
The indistinct figure in the darkness had huddled in the shadows of the alley, seemingly struggling to stand up, but to no avail.
Before Long Xun could get close, the man suddenly stopped struggling. A flash of cold light appeared, and he was already gripping a chilling sword, holding it horizontally in front of him. Then, a clear, cold voice, like the clinking of jade, shouted, "Who goes there? Take another step forward, and don't blame me for being merciless!"
Long Xun stopped in his tracks.
In the pitch-black alley under the cover of night, a figure in a black hooded robe covered his entire body, not even his fingertips were visible, and only a vague shadow could be seen.
After a long pause, Long Xun's deep, slightly cool voice rang out calmly: "Your condition is very bad."
The man remained unperturbed, his voice still icy: "I am fine, no need for you to worry."
Just then, low footsteps echoed from the distant streets and rooftops. The man's grip on his sword tightened instantly. Long Xun turned his head to listen to the sound, then walked towards him.
Just as he approached, a flash of gleaming sword light appeared, the chilling tip already pointing diagonally at Long Xun's throat. The man sat on the ground, his right arm raised, the long sword held steadily in his hand.
"As I just said, if you take another step, you will die!"
Long Xun paid no attention to the long sword pointing at his throat. Instead, he lowered his eyes thoughtfully, watching the blue-green fish tail that was inadvertently revealed under the hem of the person's clothes as he moved.
Long Xun had already anticipated the difference in tail color. He knew that although Yin Chen in his previous life was still a mermaid with a golden tail, he was fundamentally different from the ancient mermaids. In terms of strength, temperament, and appearance, he was inferior to the incredibly powerful ancient mermaids.
The necklace woven from the hair of Long Xun and the ancient mermaid A Chen allows Long Xun to recognize A Chen in every life, and also provides some protection and allows him to transform, but it cannot exceed the limitations of the laws.
If there are mermaids in this world, Ah Chen will also have the ability to transform into a mermaid; if not, Ah Chen will just be an ordinary person.
However, Ah Chen's reincarnation in this life was different. In this life, he was born as a half-merman and half-demon. The necklace only allowed him to completely transform into a mermaid, but the color of his fishtail did not change to gold.
Actually, the cyan-blue color looks quite pretty too.
Long Xun glanced at it briefly before calmly looking away and saying, "I can help you."
This time, before he could refuse, Long Xun continued, "If you stay here, you'll be found sooner or later."
The merman hesitated for a moment, and the footsteps of those who had been tracking him became clearer, and he could even faintly hear their conversation.
He pursed his lips, sheathed his sword, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Then... thank you very much."
"No need." Long Xun bent down and half-squatted in front of him, and the merman saw him extend a hand from under his black robe.
That hand was covered in cold, hard, and ferocious black armor, yet it emitted a hazy silver glow, its palm pointing at him from a distance.
It had been pitch black just now, and the merman had been intentionally or unintentionally concealing himself, so Long Xun hadn't been able to see him clearly. Now that he had crouched down, the silver light in his hand had illuminated a small area of space, and Long Xun saw a face that was both incredibly handsome and stunning.
His blue eyes were gentle and serene, and strange and beautiful demonic patterns appeared on the side of his face. His lips were tightly pursed, and his expression was calm and wary. Even though he looked quite disheveled now, he still had a sense of composure and calmness.
That glance was just a fleeting glimpse.
A surge of gentle yet powerful spiritual energy flowed from the silvery hand like water, showering the merman like a clear spring. The merman felt a surge of energy, and the inexplicable weakness in his body vanished completely.
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