On rainy nights, dark clouds cover all the stars, the rain curtain irrigates the earth, and the rain in the mountains falls on the flowers, grass and trees, forming a unique tune.

In the dilapidated mountain temple in the mountains, several carriages were parked in the corridor. The tiles of the corridor, which had been in disrepair for a long time, had long been damaged, and raindrops were falling. In the main temple of the mountain temple, more than a dozen people were sitting around the bonfire, warming themselves up.

There were scholars, maids holding babies, nannies, and servants responsible for driving carriages and protecting them.

"I don't know how long this rain will last." The servant looked at the pattering rain outside and was worried about the mountain road tomorrow. Once it rains, the mountain road will become bumpy and soft, and it will be difficult to push out if the wheels get stuck.

Suddenly, the voice of the servant standing at the door stopped. He found that two people came to the mountain temple. The adult was wearing a white robe, and the child was wearing a dark blue shorts. They were also carrying a heavy box in their hands, because the box was

Because of this, it is extremely difficult for children to walk.

"Are you here to take shelter from the rain?" the servant asked loudly.

"Yes." The wet young man replied.

"Then you wait a moment and I'll ask the master."

The light from the bonfire was already quite dim when it reached the door. Relying on this dim light, the servant gradually saw clearly that the person coming was a handsome young man and a child.

Before the young man could speak, the children around him rushed to say: "My husband is Mr. Xue, who is known as a miraculous doctor in the world. It is not easy for ordinary people to meet him!"

The servant glanced at the old man warming himself by the fire in the temple in confusion. After hearing the children's voices, the old man walked out with interest.

"Do you want to give up a position?" Before Mo Chuchen could speak, the child asked again. At the same time, a black object flew out of the child's hand and flew straight towards Mo Chuchen's facade.

"This place doesn't belong to me, so it doesn't matter if I give in. It's just that you kid is too rude." Mo Chuchen said as he raised his hand casually, and in an instant, a piece of cinnamon branch appeared between his fingers.

This thing was thrown by a child.

Xue Qian was startled by the behavior of the scholar in front of him. He didn't expect that this weak-looking scholar actually had martial arts skills. He suspected that the person in front of him was also a martial artist, but looking at his clothes, he didn't look like a martial artist.

"My lord, Xue Qian, I hope you will respect your rudeness as a child." Xue Qian bowed his hand.

"Xia Xuan, please come in." Mo Chuchen didn't feel too embarrassed. He had already seen that this so-called miracle doctor was also an unlucky guy targeted by the wild system. If Xue Qian continues to be obsessed with Feng Qingling, Qi

Luck will eventually be eaten away by the wild system.

Thinking about it, Mo Chuchen looked at them with imperceptible sympathy.

Xue Qian took the child to the mountain temple. Only then did he realize that there were many people in the temple, and one of them, a baby, was eye-catching.

"That's a dog, Xia Ling." Seeing Xue Qian keep looking at the child, Mo Chuchen immediately added: "I have divorced his mother Feng Qingling."

Listening to Mo Chuchen's explanation, Xue Qian always felt that something was wrong. He frowned and said, "...it's better not to tell others the woman's name easily. However, his mother's name is similar to that of an old friend of mine." This name, Xue

Qian Ke couldn't forget it. He had already lost half of his heart at the startling glance that day. It was a pity that the woman had no intention of him after all.

Mo Chuchen did not comment on Xue Qian's behavior of missing his ex-wife in person. He calmly changed the topic from Feng Qingling to landscape calligraphy and painting. After all, the miracle doctor also liked these, and talking about landscape poetry was completely out of the question.

"Brother Xia is going for a scientific examination this time? It might be a bit troublesome to bring a baby with you," Xue Qian asked. After a brief exchange, he began to wonder what was going on with Mo Chuchen and his family.

"Brother Xue is overly worried. I plan to live in a house in the capital first. The scientific research is urgent." Mo Chuchen explained in a pleasant tone.

"I think Xia Ling's body is weak. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to work hard on the boat. I have a method and recipe for strengthening the body. Brother Xia can try it when he is five or six years old." Xue Qian generously gave a dose.

The prescription and simple Jianghu exercises were given to Mo Chuchen.

"Then I'll thank Brother Xue..." Mo Chuchen took the things away politely.

Early the next morning, Mo Chuchen's motorcade packed up and left. Before leaving, Mo Chuchen deliberately threw a portrait of Feng Qingling into a pile of stones.

He thought that if this miracle doctor wanted to save face, he would not continue to be entangled with Feng Qingling. If the poison was already deep, then this painting would be left to him as a souvenir.

After the convoy left, Xue Qian's eyelids trembled slightly. He opened his eyes and his eyes fell on the scroll in the corner of the pile of stones.

"What did he mean by leaving this behind?" Xue Qian walked over slowly and picked up the scroll.

As a martial arts person, Xue Qian's martial arts skills are not low. As early as the moment the servant in the motorcade woke up, he had already woken up. It was just that the sky was slightly bright at that time, and he lay on the ground with his eyes closed to rest and could not get up.

mean.

Even without opening his eyes, he could sense every move of this teacher and student.

The scroll was made of excellent paper. Xue Qian gently touched the scroll with his fingertips. He slowly opened the scroll, and then his eyes widened slightly.

The person on this scroll is clearly the woman in yellow he met before. The woman looks quite young and has extremely high martial arts skills.

Never would I have imagined that such a gorgeous woman would be the scholar's ex-wife.

A sense of absurdity arose in Xue Qian's heart.

Mo Chuchen didn't know how this scroll affected Xue Qian, because after leaving the mountain temple, in the mountains at noon, a group of bandits blocked the way of the convoy and rolled rocks from a small slope.

He came down and blocked the way back.

"Sir, these don't seem to be ordinary bandits!" The driver was so frightened by the approaching bandits that he stumbled while speaking.

"You can see that." Mo Chuchen sighed. He didn't even know what kind of luck he had. The bandits on this road were not ordinary.

They are from "Qingye Villa". This Qingye Villa is located on the nearby hilltop. It is a martial arts sect. It usually likes to rob. When Feng Qingling appeared, he directly captured the heart of the owner of the village. Later, this infamous Villa became

The pawns of the Qingling cavalry.

In the original script without Feng Qingling, the villa became bigger and bigger. In the later period, because it was too powerful, it was merged into the imperial court from the existence that everyone wanted to fight.

No matter which ending it was, Mo Chuchen didn't like it very much.

"Master, what should I do?" the coachman suppressed his nervousness and asked.

"Of course this kind of thing should be sent to the government office in one fell swoop." Mo Chuchen showed no nervousness in his eyes and just concluded in a low voice.
Chapter completed!