Lin Shuhe's medical clinic is located at the end of a ghostly coffin street. The storefront is dilapidated and ghostly, blending in with the surrounding coffin shops. People would never guess that this is a medical clinic that can save lives and heal the wounded.

Linguan Medical Center should be called Lincoff Medical Center.

Shen Gurong's expression remained unchanged, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

But only Mu Ban, who knew his true nature, saw it, and his master was so panicked that he wanted to turn around and run away.

Shen Gurong grabbed Mu Ban's sleeve tightly, breathed in gently, and said: "Sixth Division..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the person inside say softly: "I never replace people's bones to see off guests."

Shen Gurong: "..."

It turns out that "idiot" just now was not meant to be a scolding to him.

Shen Gurong breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Mu Ban helped him forward, and a gust of breeze blew the two lanterns next to the hospital in half a circle, revealing one Lin and one Guan.

The dilapidated carved wooden door was gently pushed open, and a woman in red walked out.

The woman had a slender eyebrow, a charming appearance, and her cut pupils were slightly raised. Yu Xinghe was stunned when he saw her.

The woman looked at the blessed body in the medical center and smiled, making the ghostly coffin shop look like flowers in full bloom.

She said softly: "I will come again."

Lin Shuhe's voice was as smooth as ever: "No matter how many times you come back, I will never heal you."

The woman did not feel discouraged. She smiled and turned around to leave, but when her eyes fell on Shen Gurong beside her, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Mu Ban saw her expression and clenched the hilt of the Nine Breath Sword warily.

He was not as superficial as Yu Xinghe, who focused solely on the woman's charming face. Instead, he sensed an unusually inconsistent aura from her body.

Very dangerous.

The woman lost her composure for a moment, then quickly came to her senses. She smiled charmingly, blessed herself again, and turned around to leave.

When she passed by Shen Gurong, a scent of rouge drifted slightly, causing Shen Gurong to turn his head and sneeze.

It wasn't until the woman left that Yu Xinghe woke up as if from a dream. He said "Ah" with his face flushed, and said excitedly with his face in his hands: "She, she, she!"

Mu Ban frowned: "Do you know her?"

"Who doesn't know?!" Yu Xinghe looked back at the direction where the woman disappeared, his heart pounding, "She is Sang Luofu, the most beautiful woman in the three realms on Fenglu City's beauty list!"

Mu Ban: "Sangluofu?"

Shen Gurong frowned: "The most beautiful woman?"

Shen Gurong was not happy. If he could see now, he would want to see what the most beautiful woman in the three worlds looked like.

Mu Ban heard his master's breathy "hum" sound.

Mu Ban: "..."

At this time, Lin Shu and Wenlan's voices came again from Linguan Medical Center: "Is it fun to be outside in the rain?"

Shen Gurong immediately didn't dare to hum.

Mu Ban said respectfully at the door: "Uncle Sixth."

Lin Shuhe said: "Well, come in."

Mu Ban said yes, tilted his head and said to Yu Xinghe in a low voice: "Sixth Master Xi Jing, please don't chirp, or your life may be in danger."

Yu Xinghe, who was still immersed in Sang Luofu's beauty, immediately covered his mouth and shook his head desperately, indicating that he would not say a word from now on.

Mu Ban then stepped forward, pushed open the wooden door, and helped Shen Gurong, who was walking very heavily, to walk in.

As soon as he walked into the hospital, a strong aroma of medicine hit his face. Before Shen Gurong could think of how to greet his creditor, he heard a faint sound rushing towards him.

The next moment, Mu Ban raised his hand and waved a stream of spiritual power in front of Shen Gurong, blocking out the incoming silver needles.

Mu Ban held the silver needle up with his spiritual power and flew back again, landing steadily in front of Lin Shuhe not far away.

He said respectfully: "Sixth Uncle, your silver needle fell off."

The large Linguan medical center is full of medicine cabinets, and there is a plaque hanging on the wall in the middle. Other medical centers often have slogans such as "Wonderful Hands to Rejuvenate the Spring" and "Hanging Pots to Help the World". Lin Shuhe was lucky enough to hang a plaque. "Harmony is the most precious thing" - looking at the handwriting, it is still Shen Fengxue's.

With the plaque pointing down, a person is sitting.

Lin Shuhe was sitting in a wooden chair dressed in thin white clothes. He lowered his eyes slightly, and the shadow of his eyelashes covered a blood-red tear mole under his eyes. The sick look on his face could not hide his splendor and splendor.

In his hand he held a small hand stove with a pattern of evening mist, and beside him there was a brazier made of fire spirit stone, which made the entire medical center warm.

The silver needle fell in front of him. He smiled, raised the end of his eyes slightly, raised his thin and exposed fingers to pinch the silver needle, and played with it between his fingers.

Shen Gurong nodded slightly: "Sixth Senior Brother."

Yu Xinghe also quickly followed suit and saluted. It was obvious that even a mortal could push the person in front of him with a gentle push, but Yu Xinghe did not dare to act impudently in front of him.

Lin Shuhe raised his head slightly and smiled at Shen Gurong, as if he wasn't the one who just took the silver needle to kill Shen Gurong's dog.

His voice was soft, probably because he had been ill for too long and lacked breath, so his words were a bit choppy.

"Eleven, long time no see."

Shen Gurong thought that Lin Shuhe would yell, kill, or curse when he saw him, but he didn't expect him to be so calm.

However, this kind of calmness did not give Shen Gurong much comfort. Instead, it made him even more worried. He always felt that Lin Shuhe was accumulating strength and wanted to give him a fatal blow.

He said calmly: "Senior brother, long time no see."

Lin Shuhe smiled and waved to him: "Come to my place and let me see you."

Just as Mu Ban was about to help him over, he heard Lin Shuhe say calmly: "He is blind, but his legs are not broken - come here by yourself."

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong had no choice but to push Mu Ban's hand away and slowly walked over following the voice.

Fortunately, Linguan Medical Center was very spacious and there were no obstacles on the road. Shen Gurong walked through it smoothly.

As soon as he stopped, he felt Lin Shuhe raise his hand and gently hold his wrist, pulling him to sit on the soft chair beside him.

There should be a fire pot next to it, and it was so warm that Shen Gurong took off his cloak.

Lin Shuhe still held his wrist, his cold fingers were like ice cubes, and Shen Gurong shivered from the cold.

Mu Ban tried to say: "Uncle, Master has been running around for half a day, and his spiritual veins have been sealed..."

Just as he was about to let Shen Gurong rest, Lin Shuhe turned his head and glanced at him, saying, "Your master and I haven't seen each other for many years. We are here to catch up on old times. You can find a room to stay in."

Mu Ban frowned, and when Shen Gurong nodded, he nodded and took Yu Xinghe to the backyard of the medical center.

However, when he left, he quietly placed the Nine Breath Sword on the table aside, so that he could control the Nine Breath Sword in time to stop Lin Shuhe from attacking Shen Gurong.

Lin Shuhe gently touched Shen Gurong's pulse with his fingers, tapping it twice from time to time, looking at Shen Gurong sideways, and said softly: "You have gained a good disciple."

Shen Gurong was indeed nervous and guilty before seeing Lin Shuhe, but now that his veins were in Lin Shuhe's hands, he was unexpectedly not afraid anymore.

Shen Fengxue's subconscious told him that Lin Shuhe would not kill him.

Shen Gurong relaxed his body, propped up his chin, as if showing off his child, and said calmly: "Mu Ban is indeed a good boy."

Lin Shuhe said with a smile: "I heard from Third Senior Brother that you were willing to block the thunder from the sky for that child, so you were punished by the thunder from heaven."

"It's true."

Lin Shuhe touched his pale lips and said "oh" thoughtfully.

Shen Gurong felt that Lin Shuhe was in an unexpectedly good mood, so he tentatively said, "Sixth Senior Brother, have you received the bill from Jiange a few days ago?"

Lin Shuhe's eyes narrowed and he smiled softly: "I got it."

Shen Gurong was so frightened by his smile: "Then you..."

Ordinary people would have exploded a long time ago, but his sixth senior brother seemed... different from others?

Or is it that his senior brother is already so rich that even hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones are not enough to even care about him?

Lin Shuhe still looked gentle and gentle, and his voice sounded like he was speaking to his lover: "I have thought of countless ways to kill you in the past few days. Fortunately, now that you are here, I can kill you." A test.”

Shen Gurong: "..."

Senior brother, calm down, senior brother, spare your life!

Lin Shuhe felt his pulse, gently stroked Shen Gurong's wrist with his cold fingertips, and finally raised his hand to touch Shen Gurong's face. He sighed and said, "What a pity."

Shen Gurong was touched all over by him.

What's a pity? What's a pity? What's a pity?

Lin Shuhe didn't say much. He tapped the table with his fingers. The medicine cabinet next to it suddenly moved, and then a wooden doll ran out from it.

After the doll landed, it turned into a ferocious human face, which looked like it was painted with various colors.

Lin Shuhe said: "Send the Holy Lord to rest."

The puppet's joints seemed to be rusty. It walked up to Shen Gurong with a staggering step, its mouth opened and closed: "Ka, Holy Lord..."

Shen Gurong: "..."
To be continued...