"Aoyama is still the same, and what is the hero of the hero!"

"When you are a teenager, set up Ling Yunzhi, you have to break through the Jiuyi Mountain River!"

"There is a lot of sadness in the world, the young man has passed away, the air is mournful, only remembering the wine and remembering the past..."

The melodious tunes reverberate in the wilderness of Tianlong City. In the wilderness and on the path, there is a lot of old and young, carrying the medicine, the old man’s body is slightly awkward, full of vicissitudes, spit out from his mouth. The voice of the song, with a little helplessness and sadness.

The young man, who is a 14-year-old girl, has a ponytail. The simple face seems to be a little bit unconcerned, but when she hears the voice of the old man, she also has some sadness in her eyes.

"Grandpa, how come you are here again."

The girl's voice is crisp and clean, with no impurities, although it is not moving, it is very sweet.

"Xiaoya, miss your brother?"

The vicissitudes of the old man looked at the girl, and the eyes were full of pets, but when he spoke, it was difficult to hide the sadness in the eyes.

"Grandpa, don't you say it?"

The girl's clean eyes were a bit irritated, and she passed her head, and the tears turned in her eyes.

"Xiao Ya, Grandpa didn't say it... Don't say it."

The old man touched the girl's head and sighed. The young figure, who was flying and loyal and simple, seemed to reverberate in his mind, but now he can only remember the past.

The breeze blew, the old and the young are silent, carrying a large and small drug to continue moving forward, seems to be remembering.

Walking through the grass and through the path, the two came to the lake.

"Grandpa, a lot of dead."

The girl saw the body lying on the ground next to the lake, and a flash of color in her eyes whispered.

The old man’s brows also wrinkled, and then he shook his head.

"There is still one person there." The girl saw the lake, and a figure fluttered in the lake, and there was no interest.

"Xiaoya, let's go."

The old man pulled up the girl's hand and didn't seem to want the girl to see the pictures of these dead people.

But the girl, though pulled by the old man, seems to be reluctant to look away, and her clean eyes have been staring at the figure in the lake.

"Grandpa, wait a minute." The girl shouted, but the old man still pulled the girl: "Xiaoya, let's go."

"Wait a grandfather, he is like a brother."

The girl still refused to leave, her eyes fixed on the figure in the lake.

When I heard the girl, the old man’s gaze also looked at the figure in the lake. It was a young man with clean lines, sharp edges and corners, very delicate, and his grandson did have a similarity.

The same age, the same clean face, just do not know his smile, can it be as clean as his grandson.

The old man's hand was released, and the girl's body shape was slightly moved. He went straight into the lake, and the tip of his toes tapped the lake water. Lingbo stepped on, which must be done at least in the spiritual realm.

Soon, the girl came to the side of the lake, lifted the body of the youth, and then stepped on the road again and returned to the lake.

"Grandpa, he is still alive."

The young girl gently put down the youth, only to see the youth's body with blood, the clean face seems to be soaked in the water for a long time, actually with a few vain pale.

The old man glanced at the young man and nodded. "There is still a breath."

"The grandfather, you save him."

The girl looked at the old man with clean eyes, with a bit of expectation.

The old man’s eyes flashed, and he seemed to be hesitant. He shook his head slightly: “Xiaoya, after your brother left, Grandpa swears that, except for you, this life will no longer save people.”

"Grandpa, that's a slogan, you are a pharmacist, and you are the most benevolent person. How can you see you die? And, you didn't find that he really looks like a brother."

The girl was in a hurry, and her voice was a bit sloppy.

"Xiao Ya, but he is not your brother after all." The old man smiled and shook his head.

"I don't care, you must save him." The girl said softly, it seems to be swearing, let the old man speak for a while, after the grandson left, in this world, he will have such a granddaughter to accompany himself, is his only Loved ones.

"Only once!"

The old man raised a finger at the girl,

The girl’s face immediately overflowed with a smile and nodded heavily: “Thank you Grandpa.”

The old man shook his head, his body squatted down and put his finger on the wrist of the young man.

But only in an instant, the old man trembled, his hand slammed back, and his eyes flashed a shocking color.

"Grandpa, what happened?"

The girl saw the doubts of the old man's movements.

"Xiao Ya, no, this person, we can't save." The old man looked at the girl, his eyes were sharp and his eyes were firm.

"Why?" The girl is puzzled.

"Can't save is not saved, Xiaoya, let's go."

The old man took less of the girl and wanted to leave. The girl was puzzled and her eyes were fixed on the lying youth.

"Cough!"

A cough came from the mouth of the youth, and the blood donation mixed with the water of the lake flowed out of the young man's mouth, which surprised the girl.

"No grandfather, he is still alive, we will not save him, he will die."

The girl broke free from the old man’s hand and refused to leave.

"Xiao Ya, this person, really can't save." The old man advised.

"What can't be saved, Grandpa, your medical skills are so powerful, you are proficient in the grass, there is no injury that you can't cure. I know that you can't save people because you can't save your brother, but now he and his brother are dying. You can save, why not save."

The girl seems to be a little angry, yelling at the old man, letting the old man tremble and staring at the girl.

After a moment of silence, the old man sighed. After all, he still couldn’t beat the girl. He put the medicine drop down and gave it to the girl, then squatted down and took a small box from his body.

The box is opened, and it is loaded with it. It is a golden needle and a gold needle.

The human limbs, the meridians and the flesh, can be connected. Through the technique of acupuncture points of gold, it can pass the human spirit, clear the blood and clear the meridians, and break all the obstruction.

The youth's clothes faded, and a flame appeared in the hands of the old man, lingering over the golden needles, and the flames of gold needles slowly stabbed toward the skin of the youth, making a subtle sound.

The old man even condensed his mind and condensed on the youth. He even took the 1989 needle and put all the youth in the body with gold needles.

The girl saw the shocked look in the eyes of this scene. His grandfather, nine needles and one life, means nine needles to continue, one can continue.

But at this moment, the old man has continued to make 81 shots. This shows that the situation of this young man is no small matter.

After the nine hundred and ninety-one needles pierced the youth body, a flame of fire appeared again in the hands of the old man. They walked up the golden needles, letting the flame on the golden needles die, and constantly piercing the skin of the youth, letting the whole body of the youth They all became red, and the blocked blood meridians were gradually getting through.

When the needle penetrated into the ground, there was a black blood flowing out, and then it was evaporated by the flame.

At the same time, in the youth, there is still a stream of water that is constantly emerging and evaporated. These water vapors are the lakes that enter the youth, not from the mouth, but steamed out.

The young girl saw a pale face in the youth gradually faintly rosy, and her heart relaxed a little. The nine-pin continued, nine hundred and eighty-one, enough to continue nine lives, this young man can not be saved.

The youth's body is getting red, as if it is going to burn, and the whole person is exposed to the light of fire.

"Cough!"

The coughing sound came out again, and it seemed that there was a bit of a breath of life that made the smile on the girl's face more and more brilliant.

"stand up."

The old man's palm trembled, and all the eighty-one gold needles suddenly jumped out of the youth's body. The old man burned it all with the flame, and then put it back into his wooden box and collected it.

"Grandpa, why didn't he wake up?"

The girl asked the old man, nine needles continued, eighty-one needles had been down, and the youth should be awake.

"I still don't want him to wake up."

The old man said, and then the young man's body was lifted up, on his back, and said to the girl: "Xiao Ya, the medicine you grasped together, we go back, his injury, not so simple."

"it is good."

The girl nodded, although she did not quite understand the meaning of the old man, but since Grandpa promised to save the youth, she would certainly save the other party. She never doubted this.