The old man was stunned, confused, and didn't know what the little miracle doctor had to ask him for advice.

When Lu Xuan and the old man walked to the room next door, Lu Xuan asked: "Old man, how did you get the family heirloom, and that calligraphy and painting? Can you tell me?"

The old man recalled: "As far as my father told me, that's what happened."

"I, the ancestor of the Huang family, have an elder brother, and this elder brother is devoted to Buddhism and works as a monk in Shaolin Temple. I heard that he was a sweeping monk from the Sutra Pavilion. When he was dying, he wanted to die in Huangmiao Village, so the people from Shaolin Temple sent him back to my ancestor's home."

"Before he died, he gave this calligraphy to my ancestors, and then passed it to this day!"

After hearing what the old man said, Lu Xuan was shocked. He immediately understood everything. The monk who swept the floor did not know that there was the Yijin Sutra in this painting, but he loved this calligraphy and painting and brought it out of the Sutra Pavilion.

However, before his death, the monk sweeping the floor gave the calligraphy and painting to his younger brother, and then it was passed on to the hands of this generation and the old man.

If the little boy hadn't been seriously ill, the old man might not have taken out this heirloom treasure and sold it.

Lu Xuan even realized that Shaolin Temple had realized a long time ago that the Yijin Sutra was extremely difficult to practice, and it was easy to get into a demon. After practicing, it was easy to disturb the mind and break the lust precepts of seven emotions and six desires.

That is why the Yi Jin Jing was hidden in Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings.

No one expected that by accident, the calligraphy and painting were spread to Huangmiao Village, and was sold to Lu Xuan.

This made Lu Xuan very benefit, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds through the body refining method of Yijin Jing.

If you practice for a while, Lu Xuan will definitely have the strength comparable to Taoist Yimei. This kind of God's kindness made Lu Xuan very surprised.

Understanding the origin of that calligraphy and painting, Lu Xuan was able to practice the Yijin Sutra more at ease, but this was the most treasure of Shaolin Temple after all.

After you understand the Yijin Jing, you will return it to Shaolin Temple. Lu Xuan is also going to Songshan!

"Old man, thank you for telling me this. If there is nothing else, then I'll leave first," Lu Xuan said seriously.

Mr. Huang hurriedly said, "Doctor Lu, stay here for a meal-by-by-by-one, I haven't given you the medical fee yet!"

Lu Xuan smiled and said, "Old man, since you know who I am, you should also know that I treat people and only collect money from the rich!"

Hearing Lu Xuan say this, Mr. Huang stopped talking about the medical treatment and said, "Doctor Lu, you must eat before you leave, otherwise I will feel sorry for you."

"Then--Okay," Lu Xuan nodded and smiled.

It was already almost time for lunch, and Lu Xuan couldn't stay in Huangmiao Village for long.

This is also a small mountain village surrounded by mountains. The environment is quite good, the air is fresh, but the transportation is not very convenient.

When Lu Xuan drove over, he passed the bumpy path and felt his scalp numb, fearing that the wheels would fall into the mud.

Huang Ren has already returned from the medicine shop in the village.

Mr. Huang quickly ordered Huang Ren and his wife to prepare meals and treat Lu Xuan well.

After Lu Xuan stood outside and admired the scenery of the mountains, he was called to have dinner by Mr. Huang.

Although the food on a table seemed a bit shabby, a few dishes of vegetables, plus a freshly slaughtered local chicken, made of local chicken soup.

However, the green vegetables are made of wild vegetables, pure natural and delicious, while the local chicken soup is even more tender with tender gravy and sweet soup. It also has an authentic firewood rice, which is even more fragrant.

Lu Xuan likes this farm food very much.

Seeing Lu Xuan eating so deliciously, Mr. Huang was also very happy, and it was a small reward for Lu Xuan.

I have never been reluctant to eat the local chickens at home!

After having a happy meal of farm dishes, Lu Xuan felt that he was really leaving, but when he put down the bowls and chopsticks, he heard the shouts outside the door.

"Huang Ren!"

Hearing the sound, Huang Ren immediately stood up and walked out, but in a short while, there was a quarrel outside.

Mr. Huang frowned, stood up, and walked out. His daughter-in-law also felt something was wrong and followed him out.

What's going on? Lu Xuan was puzzled, stood up and walked to the door.

I saw an old woman in a purple one-piece dress standing at the door of the yard, with her hands on her waist and cursing: "Huang Ren, Huang De, you unconscienced father and son, your family sold the heirloom and made a fortune. I asked you to borrow 100,000 yuan, but you don't want to borrow it. Your conscience was eaten by the dog!"

"That's right, our family borrowed 10,000 yuan, but their family refused to lend it! It's still a relative who lost it!"

"If you have money, you won't take us seriously!"

At the entrance of the yard, not only was there an old woman scolding the street, but also many women and men surrounded the door. They were full of momentum, as if you didn't lend money, and we were endless with you.

The fool can also see that they are not asking for money, they are clearly here to grab money.

If you lend the money to them, will it make sense to repay it?

Lu Xuan understood what was going on. It was just that these relatives of the aunts and aunts came to find Mr. Huang's family to ask for money.

They must have known that Mr. Huang sold the heirloom treasure and made a fortune! tkp4

When these people heard the sound of the wind, they immediately came to borrow money.

When Huang Ren heard their shouts, his eyes turned red immediately, and he said angrily: "I got married and asked you to borrow money, but you didn't lend a penny. My son was seriously ill. Every household asked you to borrow money and beg you, but you still said that you didn't have money and didn't lose a penny. Now you know that our family has no choice but to sell the heirloom, so you came to us to borrow money."

"You guys are shameless!"

These Huang Ren's relatives were a little embarrassed when they heard Huang Ren scolding.

After all, it is so shameless!

"Huang Ren, why do you talk to us? I am your cousin. Why? If you have money, you will look down on others, right?" An old man in his sixties stood up and scolded him.

"That's right, you kid deserves a beating, right?"

Several big and thick men even appeared, rolling up their sleeves, looking like they were about to teach Huang Ren a lesson.
Chapter completed!