"I think it's okay. (⊙o⊙) ..." Yuhan took the initiative to help the priests, "The adoptive parents of the priests are already in their 70s, and now they are paralyzed on the bed and rely on.

He took care of the priest alone, and now you can see that they can only increase the burden of the priest! "

"That's it." Wang Fan had to give up.

Wang Fan and Yuhan helped the two aunt back to the main house. Wang Fan first went to shoot the gate of the South Tower.

"Who?" It was still the voice of Wuxiang.

"I, five, I am a dragon!"

The door of the door "呀 应" opened, "Longer ... this ..."

Wu Yan saw the dull face, and couldn't recognize it for a while, "Second Sister, ..."

"Well, I was prescribed by Wu Yan last night, but now I am not working hard. Let’ s take her back to rest first. By the way, I also let Wuyu help to see it. "Seriously, relative to Liang Yuan and others,

Wang Fan believes in Wuzhang's medical skills in his heart.

"Hurry up, take her in." Wu Xun took a step forward and helped Er's arm, "Yuhan, please call you back to the Tibetan Pavilion, and say that his mother is back!"

"Yan ... Will the son listen to me?" Yuhan said without worry, she didn't know that Yan Yu's disease was already much better.

"Yes, you told him that Wu Xun called him back." Wang Fan also interjected a proof.

With the opportunity of Yuhan's walking away, "You haven't told Yuhan in Yan Yu!"

"I haven't had a chance yet. Besides, it's not good to give you a surprise!"

Wu Yan glanced at it, and said nothing, and he entered the room.

The pulse, "This pulse is the same as the pulse of Yan Yu at the time. This is by no means caused by a day or two. It should also be caused by chronic poison for a long time. It is really a long time to cure."

I sighed.

Wu Xun's diagnosis is very different from what Liang Yuan said, but Wang Fan would rather believe what Wu Yan said, not to say that he suspected that Liang Yuan had any cat greasy, but Wulin had seen the medicine residue of Yan Yu, and knew this medicine. He knew this medicine.

The toxicity, more accurate grasp.

"Mother, Niang." Yan Yu rushed in, and fell down in front of Er Ai.

Er Ai is still dementia and has no response.

"Mother, I am Yan Yu, mother, don't you recognize me!"

Yan Yu shouted for a long time, and I didn't see any reaction to Eryi. "Brother, what happened to my mother, why did she ignore me!"

Wang Fan glanced at Wuyi, and Wang Fan didn't know how to say to Yan Yu.

"Well." Win Wu opened his cavity.

"It's Wu Yan, this old demon, brother, I ask you to give me this old demon, hand it over to me, I must pick her skin!"

Wang Fan pressed Yan Yu's shoulders. "No now, the harm of Wu Yan is not just our family, but hurting the entire Jing family.

Forget it, you have to decide by the discussion in the clan! "

"No, I must pick her skin by himself." Yan Yu shouted a little bit, Yuhan, who came in behind Yan Yu, was a bit wrong. She just watched Yan Yu's performance just now. She thought that Yan Yu had already had

After healing, you can't think of this.

"Yan Yu, Yan Yu, you listen to me, you have to learn to control your emotions and control your emotions, okay." Wang Fan stared straight at Yan Yu's eyes, until the anger in his eyes gradually faded down.

"Rest assured, Wu Yan's disposal, I will definitely give you an explanation with Er Ai!"

Although Wang Fan was guaranteed, Yan Yu was still annoyed on the thick door frame, and the "wow" shot by the door frame.

After giving Er Ai to Wuxi and Yan Yu, Wang Fan and Yuhan returned to the main building.

"How is Yan Yu's disease? Although it is still a bit emotional, it is much better than before!"

"Five Auntie, Wulin found a problem from the medicine residue, secretly changed the medicine that Aba helped him, and healed it for a long time to have this effect, but the emotion was still unstable.

! ""

"Five Auntie is a master of Xinglin. She must have a healing method, so you can rest assured." Yuhan comforted.

It didn't take long to return to the main house, and the righteous father Yan Yuliang was also there. Wang Fanzheng told him that he caught Wu Yan last night. Yan Bo also came, and brought two sheepskin maps.

"These two maps were found in Wu Yan's bedroom!"

"Yuhan, you also took the two maps on our hand, and the boxes taken out of the horizontal plaque and yesterday's rakes were taken out together!"

Yuhan expanded the map on his hand and paved on the table. Wang Fan explained the origin of each map to Er Lao.

Several people put together the maps in their hands, but they were defective, but they were not right. Yan Bo picked up the map on the table to distinguish one by one.

Watching this hair edge, although the new and old degree seems similar, the level of the fiber can be a bit different from the fork. I guess it is caused by the variety of fur.

The edges are slightly torn marks. When the cut is cut, the knife is not very sharp, and the incision of these sheets is very neat. It is estimated that it is cut off. Besides, these leather are relatively soft.

These pictures are a bit hard, rubbing is a little bit! "

"Then there is one of them, it is fake!"

"It is very likely, so I want to protect the real map!"

"But how can this be distinguished, can you collect these two pictures before you can know?" Yuhan raised a question that everyone couldn't answer, and everyone's just hot emotions were once again crushed to Shengu.

"Isn't there this box and rake, open it and see, see what clues, maybe there will be new discoveries!"

"Yes." Yuhan opened the box carefully. There was only a simple bun in it, and there was no special style and material.

"Is this bun still hidden so densely, and who else will the girls use the buns now?" Yuhan said without disappointment.

"This bun will not be so simple." Wang Fan took the buns carefully and looked carefully. This bun was dark, and it should be some years.

This material is a bit heavy, neither like iron nor gold and silver, but it feels extremely strong.

"What kind of material is this made, so strong." Wang Fan said to himself, and suddenly, the hair bun was under Wang Fan's rotation, and the pointed pointed at the tap was facing Wang Fan, "Hey, Yan Bo, see you see

This spikes are not like the knife head of the cross screwdriver! "

Yan Bo and Yan Yuliang put their heads over. The pointed heads in the tip of the tip was not as smooth and smooth as usual, but to split four petals, it looked the same as the knife head of the cross screwdriver.

"This is more like a key to a lock." Yan Yuliang's only preference was to collect antiques. He had seen this insert before.

"Key." Everyone couldn't help but be surprised.

"Yuhan, take the rake." Looking at the dark bun, Wang Fan suddenly remembered that the objects hidden in the rake from the gaps were not dark and shiny.

"" Yuhan took the rake, "But this rake is very strong, my strength can't be prying it!"

"Let me try." Yan Bo took the rake, grabbed the edge with both hands, and worked hard. The crack was only slightly larger than the gap of the short swords of the short sword, not that the half -step power of Yan Bo was not great.

Instead, the edge of the rake is too slippery, and Yan Bo couldn't make it.

"Try this." Wang Fan handed the hairpin in the past.

Yan Bo looked at the buns in doubt. This bun was a new clue that had just been found. Use it to make a pry rod. Isn't that a storm?

"If it can't bear this hardness, how can it be worthy of what treasures of the treasure?" Wang Fan explained.

Yes, Yan Bo's result of the buns, prying its pointed pointed into the gap of the rake rake. Sure enough, the rake was cracked a little bit, and when the crack could accommodate the lower fingers, Iwa took the buns to take the buns take the bun

After coming out, I did n’t even see the scratches on the bun.

"This is Black Xuan Iron." Yan Bo called out and searched in his mind for a long time. In ancient materials, only the legendary Black Xuan Iron who could have this nature and hardness.

As an ancient martial arts practitioner, I still know some of the Xuan Tie Wang Fan. Xuan Tie is the meteorite that has fallen in the sky. It is said that it has a fine texture and is more important than ordinary iron in the same volume.

The top material, and the Black Xuan Iron is the top -level in the mysterious iron.

Wang Fan looked at it with a dementia, "This is the legendary Black Xuan Iron." Each piece of mysterious iron is a god -free god. Many people have heard of it in the rivers and lakes.

People can see it in person.

"哐啷" Yan Bo inserted his fingers into the gap of the nail rake, and took advantage of it, pushing the rake along the crack into two halves, and dropped a dark shelf out of the inside.

"Longer, take your royal Dragon Bao knife out." Yan Yuliang saw the shelf, his eyes brightened.

"Yulongbao Dao" has always been the collection of Wang Fan to help Wang Fan. Yan Yuliang's words have not fallen. Yuhan rushed back to his bedroom.

"Father, you say ... You said that this may be the knife rack of the sword." Wang Fan also understood what he meant from Yan Yuliang's eyes.

"We try it soon." Yan Bo also talked on the side. If it was the knife rack of the sword, then this sword and the shelf were also the reunion of a century later.

"That, give." Yuhan ran too anxiously, and even breathing was a little breathless.
Chapter completed!