"Are you asking about the way to the underworld?"
The old man laughed, his voice eerie and terrifying.
Jiang Yao's mouth twitched as she took a look at the old man's somewhat skinny body. She was still very confident that she could deal with him.
No, it should be said that since she traveled through time, she has not been afraid of anyone except Su Qianji. Although he does not know martial arts, not everyone can take her life.
"Little girl, what are you looking at?" The old man looked at her strangely.
"Grandpa, I don't want to know the way to the underworld. I just want to know the way out of the palace."
"But I, an old man, only know the way to the underworld."
After the old man finished speaking, he started coughing again, each cough became more violent than the last, until he finally coughed up blood.
He raised the back of his hand and wiped it off nonchalantly, his eyes still on Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao looked at him suspiciously. The tuberculosis looked quite serious.
"Grandpa, I'm afraid you know the way to the underworld before me."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"Grandpa, if you keep coughing like this, you won't be back home long."
"Little girl, do you know medicine?"
"That's right." Jiang Yao's eyes rolled. "How about this, Grandpa? Tell me the way to the abbot, and I'll give you a prescription to ensure you never suffer from the pain again."
The old man pinched his beard and twisted it: "That sounds like a very good suggestion."
After a pause, he continued, "It's just that I don't know anything about medicine. What if the prescription you gave me is actually poison?"
Jiang Yao was a little angry: "Grandpa, you can question my character, but you can't question my medical skills."
The old man laughed again, and this time it was a real laugh: "Okay, then I will question your character."
"You're alone and carrying a package. It looks like you're leaving the palace. Did you steal something valuable to sell?"
Jiang Yao was choked for a moment: "Grandpa, my character is fine, okay?"
"You're not the one who made me question your character?"
"I just want to say that my medical skills are more genuine than my character."
"That still means there's something wrong with your character."
Jiang Yao: "."
This old man is quite weird.
"Forget it, I'll find someone else to ask for directions."
The old man moved quickly and blocked Jiang Yao's way.
"Little girl, this isn't your style. You came here to tease an old man like me, and now you want to leave?"
"What did I tease you about?"
"You said you could cure my illness."
"Don't you believe it?"
"It is better to kill the innocent than to let him go."
Jiang Yao: "Grandpa, that's not the right thing to say."
"It doesn't matter. You can't leave anyway."
Jiang Yao glanced around and saw that the place was desolate and deserted. Could it be that the old man was too lonely living here alone and had to pull her along to cheer him up?
That's how it's played out in TV dramas.
But she was only thinking about escaping and had no time to care about this old man.
"Grandpa, I just look weak."
She deliberately put on a stern face to appear more fierce.
The old man nodded, acknowledging her words: "Well, you have amazing bones and a strong spiritual power in your body. You are a martial arts prodigy."
Jiang Yao's mouth twitched, and she dismissed her previous guess. It was not just that he was too lonely living here alone, but that he was a lunatic who was abandoned here.
"Thank you, Grandpa, for praising me so much."
Jiang Yao picked up a branch from the ground. There was sand under her feet, which was just right for her to write.
In a short while, a prescription was written.
"This is the prescription for your illness. Write it down and go back to get the medicine. Your tuberculosis will be under control."
The old man stared at the words on the ground until she finished writing, and his eyes darkened.
"Your prescription is wrong. It won't cure me."
Doubt her professionalism?
"Grandpa, I am the doctor."
"Haven't you heard that a long illness makes a doctor?"
"You are so powerful, what else do you want me to treat you?"
"Didn't you say you could heal? Aren't all doctors kindhearted?"
"That's someone else. I'm a black-hearted doctor."
This old man was too weird. Jiang Yao didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, so he said that and wanted to leave.
"You can't leave. You've already called me a black-hearted doctor. How can I know if the prescription you gave me is real?"
Jiang Yao was blocked again and became impatient, so he put the silver needle on his hand again.
"Grandpa, I've already given you the recipe. Believe it or not, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."
"No, you have to come with me."
After the old man finished speaking, he grabbed Jiang Yao's wrist and dragged her into the house.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the strength in his hand was really great. This old man was really weird.
She raised her finger and aimed it at the old man's hand. The old man seemed to have eyes behind him, so he turned around and blocked it with a flick of his sleeve.
He blocked the second and third shots.
Before he could make another move, Jiang Yao had already been dragged into the cabin.
At this moment, countless thoughts went through her mind, such as dismemberment, poisoning, organ trafficking and other evil organizations.
Jiang Yao, who was worried about these things, had no idea that he was in ancient times and would not encounter these things at all.
But after entering, the old man let go of her hand.
Jiang Yao was shocked by the scene before him.
The furnishings in the room were very simple, with just what was expected, but a flower on the table caught her attention.
It was a white orchid-like plant with no leaves, and the petals visible to the naked eye had a soft glow.
"Snow Flower."
Jiang Yao knew this Hua, not because she had seen her, but because she had read about her in a book.
In the 21st century, her parents died early, and the Jiang family was just a responsibility to her. She was raised by her distant uncles and aunts, and their only requirement for her was to familiarize herself with the Jiang family's heirloom, the Jiuli Medical Technique.
It's full of strange herbs, growth habits, and uses, things that would never exist in the 21st century.
Jiang Yao once thought that it was just a book of mythology, but right in front of him was a plant that only existed in books of mythology.
The old man was a little shocked when he heard her murmur the name of the flower, but suddenly he remembered something and was no longer surprised.
"Yes, this is the Snow Flower."
Jiang Yao was very excited and went forward to observe it carefully.
Then she reached out her hand and touched it lightly. The white petals instantly shimmered with white light, and began to emit light again a few breaths after she withdrew her hand.
"It really is the Snow Flower." Jiang Yao smiled in surprise: "There really is a Snow Flower in this world."
"To be exact, it doesn't exist in this world."
The old man said something meaningful.
Jiang Yao didn't pay attention and looked up at him in confusion: "Grandpa, what did you just say?"
The old man was also a little confused: "Did I just speak?"
What a weird old man.
Jiang Yao's attention fell on Xue Zhenhua again.
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