Eight hundred and eighty second chapter no medicine can cure
Zhang Xiaozhu was worried that the old man would refuse to treat Zodiac Girl because of the grievance between him and Yaowanggu, so he carefully worded his words in his heart.
Unexpectedly, when he was about to say hello to the old man who came over, the old man spoke first, cupped his fists and saluted him: "Old Sun Sizhong, I have met Zhang Hou."
Hearing the old man's self-announced name, Zhang Xiaopou was shocked and quickly replied: "Don't dare. I don't know if it's Senior Yaoxian coming here. I didn't greet you from a distance. I'm rude and disrespectful. I hope Senior will respect you."
"Zhang Hou's words are serious."
While he was talking, Sun Sizhong had already come to Zhang Xiaopou, stood still, looked Zhang Xiaopou up and down, and praised him without hesitation: "Hearing a hundred times is better than seeing it once. Zhang Houfeng is brilliant and majestic. He deserves to be one of the younger generations of Jiuzhou."
Outstanding."
"Senior, you are so complimentary." Zhang Xiaozhu was stunned by Sun Sizhong's praise.
In his opinion, even if Sun Sizhong did not pursue the grudges between him and the disciples of Yaowang Valley, he would not smile and praise him. After all, his hands were stained with the blood of the disciples of Yaowang Valley.
Zhang Xiaozu thought about Sun Sizhong's words and deeds, and thought to himself that he might not have happened to pass by the Guowei Mansion. This trip was probably for the Guowei Mansion, and he might have something to ask for.
"If it's as I guessed, that would be great."
Zhang Xiaozhu was secretly happy in his heart. He immediately stepped aside and made an invitation gesture to Sun Sizhong, saying: "Senior has come from a long way, and the carriage and horse are very tiring. Quickly invite me to sit down in the house, and let me make a pot of hot tea to warm my body.
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"It's hard to refuse Marquis Zhang's kindness, so I have no choice but to be respectful rather than obey my orders." Sun Sizhong did not refuse.
"Senior, please come in, and you two young heroes, please come in!"
Zhang Xiaozu led the group of three people to the living room of the main hall, seated the guests and hosts respectively, ordered someone to make good tea, and invited his uncle Yu Chengyang over.
Yu Chengyang and Sun Sizhong have a close friendship. When they met, they laughed and chatted a few words, which immediately made the reserved atmosphere in the hall become harmonious.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Xiaopou used a conversation to talk about business and said to Sun Sizhong: "This junior is thinking about going to Yaowang Valley to visit the senior. If the senior doesn't come, he will probably leave in the next two days.
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Hearing this, Sun Sizhong couldn't help but have a hint of secret joy in his eyes, and asked: "Is there anything that Marquis Zhang wants to see me for?"
He really came here for Zhang Xiaozu, and wanted to ask Zhang Xiaozu for a drop of holy blood and a drop of Wutong Tears, but these two things were priceless treasures, so he hesitated for a long time and was too embarrassed to open his mouth.
At this moment, I heard that Zhang Xiaozu seemed to be asking for something from him, which was exactly what he wanted.
"To be honest, my senior, my grandma is suffering from dementia. During this period, she has been suffering from dementia very frequently, and her symptoms are getting more and more serious. She is almost in such a bad state that she wakes up and stays awake for ten days. I beg you, senior, to give her a diagnosis."
"If it's Alzheimer's disease, the old man may be helpless." Sun Sizhong frowned, with a troubled expression on his face, "Let the old man diagnose your grandmother first."
Yu Chengyang stroked his beard and smiled: "My old friend's Qihuang way is unique in the world. Why are you so self-effacing today?"
"Doctors should be careful in what they say and do." Sun Sizhongqian said cautiously.
He knew in his heart that Zodiac Girl's disease must be very difficult, otherwise the prosperous imperial capital would have gathered doctors from all directions, and there would be no shortage of Qihuang masters in the palace. If Zodiac Girl's disease was easy to cure, it would have been cured long ago, so there was no need to ask him to take action.
Several people immediately moved to Yueyang Garden, and after a brief introduction and greetings with Zhang Guangyao and others, Sun Sizhong took the pulse of Zodiac Girl and diagnosed her. Zhang Xiaozu stood aside, watching Sun Sizhong's increasingly solemn expression, and his heart gradually sank.
Sun Sizhong felt the pulse of Zodiac Girl with his fingers and stared directly at Zodiac Girl's face. Time seemed to have stopped.
Zhang Xiaozu's deep state of mind saw that invisible forces, like thin and soft silk, floated out from Sun Sizhong's eyes, and then penetrated through the pores on the head of the Zodiac Girl.
There was a look of comfort in Zodiac Girl's dull eyes, as if the power of these invisible threads penetrated into the head, not only not making people uncomfortable and painful, but also making people feel comfortable.
After about a stick of incense, Sun Sizhong withdrew his hand to check the pulse, raised his arm, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, then stood up and said, "Let the old lady rest, let's talk somewhere else."
Zhang Xiaozu saw that Sun Sizhong was sweating and seemed to be exhausted. He quickly stepped forward to help him and thanked him: "Thank you for your hard work."
The group returned to the living room of the main hall.
On the way, Sun Sizhong asked Zhang Xiaozu: "What did Zhang Hou see just now?"
He raised his finger and touched his eyes.
Zhang Xiaozhu knew what he was referring to, and immediately nodded and said: "Junior saw wisps of slender power floating out of the senior's eyes. This kind of power gave me a feeling of déjà vu, but for a while I couldn't remember where it was.
Where have I seen it before?”
"Haha, Zhang Hou is naturally familiar with it, because Zhang Hou also possesses this kind of power." Sun Sizhong said with a smile.
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but wonder when he heard this, because including the Holy Breath, among the nine powers he possessed, there was not the kind of power Sun Sizhong had just used.
"That's the power of entering a subtle state of mind." Sun Sizhong explained to Zhang Xiaozu.
"Ah, no wonder." Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly realized, "I wonder why it feels so familiar."
Then his heart was shocked and he said in disbelief: "Senior has actually materialized the power of entering the subtle state of mind. This... is amazing!"
He never thought that the power of entering a subtle state of mind could be materialized, so this was beyond his scope of cognition, and you can imagine the shock in his heart.
"We can sit down and discuss it when we have time," Sun Sizhong said.
Zhang Xiaozhu nodded happily and said: "Thanks to the great love of the seniors, the juniors can only ask for it."
In fact, this was what Sun Sizhong had planned before he came. He wanted to exchange holy blood and Wutong Tears with Zhang Xiaozu with a few precious elixirs and his spiritual cultivation experience, and try not to owe Zhang Xiaozu any favors.
Yu Chengyang walked beside the two of them, already guessing the purpose of Sun Sizhong's trip.
Although he didn't know what Sun Sizhong wanted from Zhang Xiaopeng, he knew that what Sun Sizhong wanted must not be simple, because he had never seen the arrogant Sun Sizhong be so kind and polite to anyone, and it could even be said that he deliberately lowered his attitude.
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The group returned to the living room of the main hall, and the guests and hosts took their seats.
Zhang Guangyao, Wan Qingqiu and others were concerned about Huang Daonv's condition, so they followed her. Huang Daonv was temporarily taken care of by Wang Ruoyu.
"Senior, I wonder how my mother's condition is?" Zhang Guangyao couldn't wait to ask as soon as he sat down.
Sun Sizhong shook his head gently and said: "Your Majesty's illness is a disease caused by aging and degeneration of the brain. There is nothing I can do about it."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel heavy. They thought that even the Medicine Fairy couldn't cure it, so there might be no cure.
"This...please ask senior to think of a solution." Zhang Guangyao begged.
Sun Sizhong opened his mouth to say something, but he swallowed it back and said on second thought: "I can only try my best to help her control her condition. If she wants to be cured, it is really beyond my power."
He originally wanted to say that with Zodiac Girl's advanced cultivation, even if she is old and old, she will not easily get this disease, unless she becomes ill from worrying about it for many years, but when he thought of saying this, Zhang Guangyao and other relatives would definitely let themselves go.
I felt guilty, so I didn’t say it.
"Senior, if you use Wutong tears as medicine, is there hope?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
Sun Sizhong shook his head, pointed his finger, and took out a piece of tea leaf from the tea bowl.
He held the tea leaves in his hands, then cut off half of them with all his strength, and crushed them into powder.
Under everyone's puzzled gaze, he spoke: "If the human brain is compared to this leaf, then the half of the leaf that was just destroyed by old age is equivalent to the old lady's brain that has aged and withered. Who can I ask?
Is it possible to restore it completely?
Maybe you can make this half of the leaf grow back, but can you make the texture of the newly grown half of the leaf exactly the same as the original one?
You know, the human brain is thousands of times more complex than this leaf."
His metaphor was very vivid. After listening to it, Zhang Xiaozhu and others couldn't help but sigh sadly, feeling that the disease of the Zodiac Girl was really incurable.
"It's good to be able to control it and stop it from getting worse." Yu Chengyang said.
"What the real person said is true." Zhang Guangyao nodded, then bowed to Sun Sizhong and begged: "I beg you, senior, to give me a rejuvenating hand and help my mother get her condition under control."
"I don't dare not try my best." Sun Sizhong returned the gift with his hand, then glanced around and said: "I have some private matters that I want to talk to Zhang Hou. Can you please avoid it?"
After hearing this, everyone stood up and left.
Yu Chengyang deliberately sat still. Seeing that Sun Sizhong had no intention of letting him leave, he simply sat still. He already had a rough guess in his mind that Sun Sizhong most likely wanted the drop of Wutong Tears in Zhang Xiaozu's hand.
After everyone left, Sun Sizhong was the first to speak: "I came to see Zhang Hou because I actually wanted to ask for two things from Zhang Hou."
"Senior, let me tell you. As long as the juniors have it, they won't be stingy."
"A drop of holy blood and a drop of Wutong tears." After saying this, Sun Sizhong looked at Zhang Xiaopou anxiously.
He had heard that someone offered Buddha flowers, fruits and bodhi leaves in exchange for Zhang Xiaopou, but Zhang Xiaopou didn't agree.
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but smile when he heard this. He originally planned to use Wutong Tears to go to Yaowang Valley to seek medical treatment. Unexpectedly, Sun Sizhong also came to his door for Wutong Tears. It was a coincidence.
He immediately drew a drop of holy blood and sycamore tears from Xumi mustard seeds, flicked them to Sun Sizhong, and said: "This junior happens to have these two things, seniors, please use them."
"Thank you Zhang Hou!" Sun Sizhong never thought that Zhang Xiaopou would be so cheerful. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He stretched out his hand to catch the holy blood and Wutong Tears and sent them into the void space.
Yu Chengyang smiled and stroked his long beard, thinking that he had indeed guessed it. His eyes fell on Sun Sizhong's old face, which was almost smiling. He couldn't help being infected by his smile, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and sighed in his heart: "
I'm afraid there are only miracle medicines like Wutong Tears that can make this old friend smile as happily as a child. If anyone can find the Sanqing Sword and give it to me, I will definitely smile so happily."
But while he was rejoicing for Sun Sizhong, he suddenly saw a ball of deathly energy floating in Sun Sizhong's Yintang, covering his entire Yintang in the blink of an eye.
The smile at the corner of Yu Chengyang's mouth suddenly stiffened, and his heart thumped heavily.
