Fan Ming cursed and picked up one of the secret books. He originally thought that this should be the internal boxing technique practiced by the old man, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, he had just sold a copy of the internal boxing technique that could be practiced to the master level not long ago, so it was nothing new for Fan Ming.

But when Fan Ming saw the name of this exercise clearly, he couldn't calm down at all.

"Tianlian Yin Yang Sutra?!"

Pick up another one.

"Forty-Eight Postures of Joy?"

"Hiss~ There's something wrong with this name... Oh no, the names of these two 'skills' are wrong!"

"No, I have to criticize!"

While talking, Fan Ming first stuffed the first book into his arms and then opened the second one.

While watching, I commented:

"It's exactly what I thought, this is a book about love..."

"Bah! I didn't expect that this old man would still collect such things at his age. He is really shameless..."

"But then again, can he still use the above moves at his old age?"

"..."

"It's hard to say. After all, he is a master warrior and cannot be judged by common sense..."

"Hey~ It's a pity. Although there are many tricks, this painting... is a little bit worse..."

"It's not beautiful enough...it's not charming enough...it doesn't even have a plot. If anyone can resist this thing, I will laugh at him forever..."

"However, considering the background of the times, this thing should be considered a rare treasure for the aborigines of this world..."

"It's tasteless, it's tasteless, it's a pity to throw it away..."

Fan Ming sighed as he put the things in his bag.

Although the picture is indeed not very good, the content is still of great research value...

It just becomes a question of who to study with.

Several figures flashed through Fan Ming's mind...

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When Fan Ming carried Zuo Jinchun back to the house at the exit of the secret passage, Su Biqing and Zuo Yingfang were not seen in the yard.

Fan Ming listened carefully and saw that there was movement inside the house.

After a while, I saw the two women carefully sticking their heads out.

After seeing the figure standing in the yard was Fan Ming, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only then that Zuo Yingfang saw clearly who was carrying behind Fan Ming.

"Third uncle!" Zuo Yingfang exclaimed and trotted to Fan Ming's side.

He looked at Fan Ming with a worried look and asked, "Is my third uncle okay?"

Fan Ming shook his head and replied: "He's fine, he just fell asleep."

The elixir he fed Zuo Jinchun before was actually a common elixir recorded in the "Encyclopedia of Alchemy Prescriptions" that had the effect of calming the mind and promoting sleep.

When he had nothing to do before, in order to increase his proficiency in alchemy, he tried to refine a lot of elixirs.

This "Anshen Pill", which has the effect of calming the nerves and promoting sleep, is one of them.

Its medicinal properties are mild, it is not likely to conflict with other elixirs, and it works very quickly.

Fan Ming thought the old man talked too much, so he force-fed him one.

Normally, the effect of this calming pill can last for at least four hours.

But there are also ways to wake people up early.

Fan Ming carried Zuo Jinchun into the house, found a bed and put him down.

According to the method recorded on the elixir prescription, Fan Ming tapped several acupuncture points on Zuo Jinchun's body.

Not long after, Zuo Jinchun woke up leisurely.

Zuo Jinchun, who had just opened his eyes, seemed a little confused. It was not until he saw Zuo Yingfang with a worried look on his side that he gradually came to his senses.

"Third uncle." Zuo Yingfang grabbed Zuo Jinchun's hand and shouted softly, with tears in her eyes.

In this era, medicine and martial arts have always been inseparable. Although Zuo Yingfang, who was born in a martial arts family, has no talent in martial arts, she has a good foundation in medicine.

Occasionally, I would follow the old doctor from the martial arts school to treat injured martial arts disciples.

Zuo Yingfang didn't even need to feel his pulse, he could tell by looking at Zuo Jinchun's face that the latter was seriously injured.

Zuo Yingfang has never seen such a weak third uncle.

In her impression, Zuo Jinchun has always been the old man who walked like flying and was energetic.

You must know that earlier this year, Zuo Yingfang witnessed her third uncle forcibly stopping an out-of-control carriage on the street, but she was not injured.

This is the first time Zuo Jinchun and Zuo Yingfang have seen Zuo Jinchun like this, who has difficulty even raising his hands.

Zuo Jinchun saw Zuo Yingfang's worried look, forced a smile on his face, then patted Zuo Yingfang's hand and said:

"Fang'er... It is a blessing among misfortunes that my third uncle can see you for the last time... I have lived long enough. Life and death are just the most common things in the world. Don't be too sad because of it..."<

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Zuo Yingfang pursed her lips, then wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded.

At this moment, Fan Ming suddenly looked towards the door.

"Who! Who's there!?"

Immediately afterwards, a man covered in blood entered Fan Ming's field of vision.

Fan Ming frowned, "This person seems familiar..."

Zuo Yingfang, who heard the noise, also came to Fan Ming's side. When she saw the man covered in blood outside the door, she immediately exclaimed:

"Uncle Four!"

After saying that, she trotted out and helped the man in.

Zuo Jinchun, who was lying on the bed, immediately opened his eyes when he saw the man.

"You... why are you back!"

The man's face seemed to have lost all emotion at this moment, and he said numbly:

"I'll come back and collect the body for you."

Zuo Jinchun was silent for a while after listening, and then continued to ask.

"What about the others?"

The man still replied numbly:

"Some people ran out, but most of them were arrested..."

When Zuo Jinchun heard this, he suddenly felt sad.

"It's all my fault! I shouldn't have let that guy live back then if he caused so much harm to the Zuo family."

Zuo Yingfang and Su Biqing, who still didn't know what happened, looked at the two people talking in confusion.

Zuo Yingfang looked at the two people talking and asked: "Third uncle, fourth uncle, what on earth happened?"

The fourth uncle looked at Zuo Yingfang and was silent for a while, then told Zuo Yingfang roughly what happened not long ago.

After a while, Zuo Yingfang, who understood the whole story, was speechless.

She didn't expect that there would be such a person hidden behind the disaster that the Zuo family suffered.

Over the past hundreds of years, although the Zuo family has produced several grandmaster warriors, the last grandmaster warrior in the Zuo family was Zuo Yingfang’s wife and grandfather.

When Zuo Yingfang was born, her wife's grandfather had already passed away, so she had never seen a real master warrior.

Hearing that the person who caused the Zuo family to be in this state was a master warrior, Zuo Yingfang felt angry and a little helpless.

But soon she suddenly realized something.
Chapter completed!