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Everyone looked away after hearing the reputation, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Min Zhi was the first to recognize Feng Mei, and got up in shock to greet her: "Uncle Xun! Why are you here?"

Mu Yun's eyes darkened, knowing that the other party was Tang Xun, the senior of the Tang family, so he also saluted respectfully to show his respect.

When Fengmei returned the gift, she paid more attention to him, then she looked natural and said with a smile: "I like traveling in mountains and rivers, so I happened to pass by this place and heal patients, so why not?"

"No, no, I just thought it was too sudden. And just now we were still guessing who the medical sage who saved the world with the hanging pot is." Min Zhi waved his hands quickly, showing him more respect.

"Ok?"

Feng Mei doesn't quite understand.

Qi Zhong explained: "Just now we inquired about you from the people here, but we didn't know the name, so we didn't guess it was you."

"Oh. It's okay, it's a trivial matter, you don't need to remember it."

Fengmei was about to take a seat, but found that there were also bowls and chopsticks on the table.

"Here, but who else?"

Qi Zhong quickly moved his seat when he saw it, and replied: "My sister's, she went to buy pears."

Mu Yun recruited Xiaoer and said politely, "Please add another set of bowls and chopsticks, and change the dishes."

Xiaoer got the order and ran away.

Feng Mei stared at the empty table and chairs, knowing it in her heart.

While reminiscing about the past, Feng Mei frequently looked at Mu Yun's appearance, with a slightly emotional expression.

Qi Zhong looked at him in confusion, and also felt Mu Yun's discomfort, so he asked from the side: "Patriarch Tang Er, why do you always stare at our young master Yun?"

Feng Mei'an fixed her gaze and said calmly, "I saw that he looked like an old friend of mine, so I couldn't hold back for a moment. I'm sorry, everyone."

"Oh."

Seeing the cold atmosphere, Min Zhi hurriedly changed the subject.

At this time, Fang Yanxiao came back from buying pears, feeling happy: "Qi brother, I bought rock sugar pears, which are crisp and white, you..."

The moment she raised her head with a smile, her expression froze suddenly, and she glanced over to see Feng Mei sitting in her original position, looking back at her with a half smile.

The conjecture in her heart actually came true, Fang Yanxiao subconsciously wanted to escape from such a scene.

She was too scared, afraid that Feng Mei would expose her with kindness, and all the hard work of pretending all this way would be in vain.

"Thank you, sister."

Qi Zhong took the basket cheerfully, not noticing the change in Fang Yanxiao's expression, and generously introduced Feng Mei to her.

After a near meal, several people were very interested and chatted vigorously.Fang Yanxiao felt uncomfortable all over her body, she kept avoiding Feng Mei's gaze, not looking at his reaction.

"Hey, Second Patriarch Tang, I have a question to ask you."

Qi Zhong asked cautiously, and poured him a cup of tea very politely.

"But it's okay to say." Feng Mei didn't put on the airs of a fairy, and communicated with him very normally.

"I just want to ask, how much do you charge good-looking people to see a doctor?"

As soon as Qi Zhong finished asking, Fang Yanxiao, who was taking a sip of water, couldn't hold back her shock, and sprayed it out, leaving water stains all over the table.

Everyone looked at her and lost her composure for no reason. She blushed, coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I choked on the water."

"Uh, it's okay. Drink slowly." Qi Zhong didn't think too much, and kindly cleaned up the mess for her.

Feng Mei suppressed a small smile, took out a handkerchief with a scent of medicine, and handed it to her in a gentlemanly manner.

Fang Yanxiao was taken aback for a moment, not wanting the attention of the crowd to gather on her again, she hurriedly took it, and lowered her eyes: "Thank you..."

Feng Mei was in a good mood: "It should be. Miss Fang is gentle and considerate, and deserves more care from us."

Hidden in the words, it seems to be a threat.Fang Yanxiao pursed her lips, secretly clutching an impulsive red thread in her sleeve.

In the end, she said patiently: "You guys talk first, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I went upstairs first."

Feng Mei raised her eyebrows, looked away, a little reluctant.

"You are really interesting. There are only two kinds of people when you see a doctor, the doctor and his patients. As for the fees, the rich charge more and the poor don't. Is that okay?"

Feng Mei continued the topic and answered Qi Zhong's question.

"Oh, that's it. Patriarch Tang Er is really a hero in medicine. I admire, admire."

Mu Yun and Min Zhi have seen through Qi Zhong's courteousness for nothing, whether it is adultery or stealing the law, but Min Zhi spoke sarcastically first.

"Heh, why are you flattering? Uncle Xun's superb medical skills are naturally admired by everyone."

Qi Zhong smiled: "Yes, yes. Well, I am actually a poor man, so I wonder if I can ask Patriarch Tang Er to help me for free?"

Feng Mei pondered for a while, looked at him carefully, and asked: "Do you have a hidden disease?"

The moment Mu Yun's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, he couldn't help but glance at Qi Zhong's dazed look from the corner of his eye. He was dumbfounded for a moment, and shook his head anxiously: "Of course not!"

"It's not for me to see a doctor. That's right. I have a little brother who is stupid and dumb. I don't know if it is born. I would like to ask you to show me if there is any way to cure it."

Feng Mei raised her eyes and glanced, she had a sense of proportion in her heart, but she remained silent.

Qi Zhong took Yuan Qian's hand as his acquiescence, and wanted to give him his pulse, but Yuan Qian was reluctant, and he hesitated to stretch out his hand.

Qi Zhong said angrily: "Yuan Qian, be obedient, this Tang Er Patriarch's medical skills are superb, maybe he can cure your stupid disease. Quickly stretch out your hand."

Yuan Qian felt aggrieved, and reluctantly stretched out his wrist like dry wood.

"Don't embarrass him anymore, I can't cure him." Feng Mei said at the right time, expressing that there was nothing he could do.

"Why? It can't be cured, or can it be cured? You haven't even checked the pulse, so why do you say it can't be cured?"

Qi Zhong thought that he was perfunctory himself, and was so anxious that he couldn't choose what to say.

"There is still room for treatment for the mute disease, because it is caused by poisoning. But his stupidity is not a disease, but his loss of both soul and soul. It is a blessing to be alive. If he is treated rashly for unknown reasons, it may be life-threatening. "

Feng Mei's answer was like thunder, which made everyone speechless.

"Lost soul? How could this happen?" Qi Zhong stared at Yuan Qian sympathetically, showing a little sadness.

"If you want to cure him, you must first know the cause and history, and second, recall the soul and soul, but I'm afraid you can't do anything about these two things."

Feng Mei's words pointed it out, forcing Qi Zhong to look a little unhappy.

"Yeah. I don't even know." He bowed his head in frustration.

"Then I'll find a way to cure his dumb disease first, and you can find a way for yourself before you come to me."

"Thank you, Patriarch Tang Er."

Being able to cure the same is the same, Qi Zhong was grateful and patted Yuan Qian on the shoulder excitedly.

"Then Uncle Xun will stay with us during this time, so we can take care of him."

Min Zhi tried to persuade him to stay.

Feng Mei nodded logically: "Then interrupt."

"How could it be. Senior said too seriously." Mu Yun replied politely.

Fengmei's eyes were slightly sad again, and she said bitterly: "You don't have to call me senior. Yun...Young Master Yun, you are the future immortal of Jiugai Mountain, there is a difference between monarchs and ministers..."

Everyone was slightly surprised, walking happily along the way, they seemed to have almost forgotten Mu Yun's important identity, just because he was approachable and unassuming, now Feng Mei's words made someone's heart feel cold.

"What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?" Feng Mei woke up from the memories, and found that everyone looked strange.

He almost mistook Mu Yun for his old friend again, thankfully he did not call the wrong name.

"No, no. Uncle Xun must be tired after talking so much? Eat a pear."

Min Zhi handed him the white pear on the table and changed the subject.

Seeing the pear, Feng Mei thought of the person who bought the pear, and made up her mind.Hastily leave and go upstairs.

Walking outside Fang Yanxiao's room, Feng Mei hesitated a few steps and knocked on the door: "Miss Fang, I have a few words to ask you, can you open the door?"

Fang Yanxiao, who had just calmed down for a while, was a little impatient when she heard his voice, but she still went to open the door.

"Master Medical Saint, please come in."

Feng Mei entered the room gracefully and closed the door for her.

"Miss Yanxiao, it's been a long time. You didn't work as an assassin in Shangjiang, and you changed your career to work as a spy. Could it be that the salary is higher?"

"You!" Fang Yanxiao was furious when she heard the joke.

"What's with you?"

"Hey. Don't be so hostile. We still have a long time to get along. We don't want to reveal our identities. It's best to cooperate."

"Do you threaten me?"

"Don't dare. Miss Yanxiao is so capable, I just kindly remind you, after all, you, who are smart, have made mistakes, such as...in Liuxi Town."

Fang Yanxiao was alert: "You've been following us too? You were the one who shot that night?"

"You guys?" Feng Mei pointed out the important point and smiled, "You and they are on the same road but not on the same page, let's talk about it separately, and do I need to follow?"

The arrogant tone shows confidence.Fang Yanxiao didn't argue with him on this point, and snorted coldly, "Then what is the reason why the Medical Sage helped me?"

"Do I need to explain to you how I do things?"

Her tone turned cold suddenly, Feng Mei thought about what she saw that night when she left the underground palace, and her eyes showed contempt.

Fang Yanxiao frowned, lost for a while, and looked embarrassed: "No need."

"I hope that during this period of time, you can reflect on yourself and don't contradict me. Otherwise, I can indulge you until the end, and then expose your true colors in front of everyone, and make you fall short."

Hearing such cruel words, Fang Yanxiao's anger rose, she frowned and glared at him: "You!"

"What should I reflect on? I never hurt them!"

"Hmph. Who will believe it? Anyway, I won't believe it anymore, because your heart is as despicable as your people."

The tone was soft, but the sarcasm in the words was as sharp as a knife, cruelly cutting through her heart.What was once a good impression has vanished into thin air.

Fang Yanxiao raised her eyes, looking at the disgust in Feng Mei's eyes in disbelief, not knowing why she hadn't seen her for so many days, his attitude towards her would plummet to such a point.

Feeling cold and disappointed, she smiled angrily: "You are really sick!"

Feng Mei was scolded by her, but she didn't feel angry, inexplicably regretted the impulsive words just now, the two broke up unhappy.

×

The next morning, Qi Zhong and Mu Yun went to the street, which was another lively scene.

It wasn't until I walked to a slightly remote street that I felt a little deserted.After inquiring for a long time, I only found out about the plague.

"Perhaps, the feng shui here is good, and there is nothing we are looking for." Qi Zhong said lazily.

Mu Yun didn't give an answer, but with a casual glance, he found a man selling calligraphy and paintings squatting under the poplar tree in the front corner.

"Hey, where are you going?" Qi Zhong shouted, seeing Mu Yun focus on walking towards the strange man under the poplar tree.

The man slowly arranged the calligraphy and painting, cherishing them endlessly.A vulgar person took a step ahead, squinted at the calligraphy and painting on the ground, and cocked his mouth: "How much is this thing worth? Can it be eaten?"

The man snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and ignored it.

Seeing his attitude, the rough man raised his head to look carefully, and seemed to recognize him, and said sarcastically, "Oh, who am I? Isn't this Mr. Zhuzhai? Why don't you pretend to be noble and want to sell these things to live?"

The man looked forbearing and did not speak.

The vulgar man became even more rampant, took out a few pennies from his pocket, threw them on the ground one by one, and said mockingly: "That's enough, I bought these things, but I don't want them either, just throw them away after stepping on them."

"Please leave, I'm not selling to you." The person called Mr. Zhuzhai finally couldn't bear it, and replied in a cold voice.

"Don't sell it? Hmph, I really can't understand Confucian scholars like you, why are you so arrogant. Hurry up and get rid of your trash, and you will not be allowed to set up a stall here in the future." The man spat and forced him to leave .

"It's none of your business, you have nothing to do with it." The gentleman choked the chattering vulgar man with a single sentence.

"Hey, are you looking for a fight?"

If you are short of words, you have to start your hands.

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts... Hero, please forgive me."

As soon as he raised his hand, Mu Yun was grabbed by the wrist with a backhand and thrown to one side.

Qi Zhong was startled and said, "Are you angry?"

Then he stepped forward and echoed: "You have no rules, if you don't buy it, you'll get out, there's a lot of nonsense."

Seeing the expert make a move, that person bullied the weak and feared the strong, so he fled as quickly as if the soles of his feet were oiled.

"Thank you, my lord, for holding your hand." The man bowed deeply to Mu Yun, politely grateful.

"My lord, Mu Yun, may I ask your surname?" Mu Yun replied.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. This is Zhang Zhi, who has a gorgeous appearance. He lives in a bamboo forest in the suburbs. He calls himself Mr. Zhuzhai. It was just now that Mr. Mu laughed."

Zhang Zhi looked quite embarrassed, facing the person in front of him who was full of dignity and elegance, he who was poor for a while, felt a sense of inferiority for no reason.

"I see Mr.'s calligraphy and painting. The brush strokes are clean and the ideas are quite fresh. They are treasures worth collecting. Mr. himself likes them, so why are you willing to sell them?"

Carefully, Mu Yun picked up one, read the words and sentences on it, and admired it.

"I'm ashamed to say it. The family is in dire straits and needs money, so I have no choice but to sell calligraphy and paintings to make a living."

Hearing Perfect Praise, Zhang Zhi liked Mu Yun even more, and his tone was slightly excited and sentimental.

"That's how it is. Here are some pieces of silver, hand it over to Mr., to ease the urgent matter."

Mu Yun put down his calligraphy and painting, took out a money bag from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhang Zhi.

"How can this be done? Selling all these calligraphy and paintings to you is also a debt to you."

Zhang Zhi panicked for a moment, and quickly refused.

"Please keep this calligraphy and painting, sir. If I make friends with you, the money will be considered as a loan. If things change in the future, I will return it. Mu Yun can't bear to take away people's love."

There was no arrogance in Mu Yun's words, and he was thinking of him wholeheartedly. Zhang Zhi hesitated, thinking that the one at home was seriously ill, so he gritted his teeth and accepted it with shame.

"Forget it. My lord, please remember that I live in the outskirts of Zhulong. If you have time, please come and have a little gathering. I will treat you well."

"Well, bye."

Mu Yun bid farewell to this person, and looked back at Qi Zhong, who was already counting the wrinkles on the bark boredly.

"Let's go." Patting him on the shoulder was comforting.

"Phew, are you done? It's rare to see you talk so much, keep talking."

When the two were walking on the street, Qi Zhong stretched his waist and spoke in a weak tone.

Mu Yun knew his petty temper, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and silently acquiesced.

Passing a temple, Qi Zhong paused, and after seeing the name of the place, he pulled Mu Yun excitedly: "Hey, there is an old moon temple here, let's go in and worship, and ask him to help us lead the red line."

"us?"

Mu Yun misunderstood the ambiguity in his words and looked at the young men and women coming and going in front of the door. They were in pairs, and they seemed to go in with their sweethearts to pray for blessings and a natural marriage, but this person actually wanted to go in with him Is it that kind of meaning to pay homage to the moon?

"Yes. You beg yours, I beg mine."

Qi finally explained clearly, Mu Yun suddenly came to his senses, and blinked unnaturally.

"Is this okay?" He hesitated.

Qi Zhong said with a smile: "Who knows, you won't lose a piece of meat when you go in, so let's go."

The two tugged into the Yuelao Temple. In the small hall, two futons were spread under a statue of amiable. Qi Zhong hurriedly knelt down reverently, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes to make a wish.

"I hope that my friends and I can have a happy and fulfilling marriage... If there is a miracle, please ask Yue Lao to help me entrust my dream to my future partner..."

Although he couldn't hear Qi Zhong's heartfelt voice, Mu Yun saw that he was so sincere, so he also knelt on the side and whispered in his heart: "May all his thoughts come true."

Both of them stood up and fulfilled their wish, both with a trace of indescribable longing on their faces.

"Goodbye? Let's go."

"Ah."

Mu Yun responded to his question, and the two went out easily.

The devout men and women offering incense in the temple all looked at them in astonishment, whispering eerily.

"The two men, how come they are also old together worshiping the moon? Could it be that they have broken sleeves..."

"Hey, they are all sincere people. It's just a good relationship, no matter the difference between men and women."

"That's right, they look so calm, they don't care about everyone's opinion at all, it must be true love."

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Qi Zhong felt buzzing in his ears all the time, so he poked Mu Yun and asked, "What were they muttering just now? Didn't we ask for help?"

Mu Yun coughed, and then covered up: "No. They are blessing you."

"Ah? Really, why?" Qi Zhong asked happily.

Mu Yun said: "Because, you are smart and cute, and you deserve the love of Yuelao."

Inexplicably praised, Qi Zhong paused, turned his face slightly shyly, and retorted in a low voice: "Nonsense."

I wondered in my heart, this person is usually dying seriously, how come he suddenly learned how to be cute?