My wife is a sword god

Chapter 100 Yin Spirit
"Uncle, where are we going next? Are you listening to Yuxuan?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "We're almost running out of wine, I have to find Lao Li to replenish some, and share the profits from this month's wine with him by the way."

Lan Ningshuang nodded slightly, and for some reason, there was a touch of sadness between her brows.

"What's the matter? But what's on your mind?" Qin Feng asked, turning his head.

"My lord, how sure are you that you can repair the damage to the meridian in the right arm of Mr. Ya'an?"

It turned out that I was worried about this, because Liu Jianli told Qin Feng clearly: "Although I really want to say that I am [-]% to [-]% sure, but in fact, I only have [-]%."

Half to half, this is already his most optimistic estimate.

Although Tianyuan Neijing gave a plan to heal the meridians, in the final analysis, it was just a fledgling idea, and no one had succeeded.

He dared to say that he was [-]% sure because he had a pair of strange eyes.

Seeing that the sadness in Lan Ningshuang's eyes did not fade away, Qin Feng smiled and said: "I only said that I was only [-]% sure of healing Ya'an's right arm, but I didn't say how sure of healing your young lady.

Why are you so sad? "

"My lord, don't comfort me, Miss's injury is much more serious than Mr. Ya'an's.

If there is only a [-]% chance that Mr. Ya'an's injury can be cured, let alone my young lady? "This is the main reason that makes Lan Ningshuang sad.

"No, no, experience is what is most needed to save lives. Why is it so difficult to repair the meridians? It's not because no doctor has ever succeeded before.

But I'm different, I can use Ya'an to practice my hands first, if it is successfully cured, wouldn't Miss Ni's meridian damage be easy to catch? "

When Lan Ningshuang heard the words, she seemed to think it made sense, and her eyes brightened a lot, but she was still worried: "But if Mr. Ya'an fails, what should we do?"

"What's the matter, failure is the mother of success, since I failed once, I will naturally sum up the reasons for the failure and make improvements to the treatment methods.

In this way, my confidence has also improved. "Qin Feng is eloquent.

Lan Ningshuang was moved by these words, and her brows slowly relaxed: "In this way, will you feel sorry for Mr. Ya'an?"

Qin Feng's expression froze, he pretended not to hear, and suddenly quickened his pace: "Let's go, go early and return early."

On the other side, Ya'an, who was returning to the Qin Mansion, suddenly sneezed.

Wang Xu on the side asked with concern: "My lord, but you've got a cold, do you need an extra robe?"

"No need." Ya'an frowned slightly, the clothes on her body were sewn with silk from Yuxiufang, the imperial capital, warm in winter and cool in summer, how could she catch cold?
Intentionally or not, she glanced at her hanging right arm, and a look of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Although she often pretends to be indifferent, who can accept the loss of one arm?

"Liu Jianli, at that time, how did you survive?" Ya'an lost his mind and said to himself.

The two of Qin Feng came to Lao Li's residence, and at a glance, it was still the same as before, dilapidated but clean.

Lao Li was sitting on a chair in the yard, drinking wine leisurely and sprinkling some on the ground from time to time.

Seeing this, Qin Feng's eyelids twitched, waste, what a waste!
Hearing the movement, Lao Li looked towards the door: "What's the matter, boy, are the drinks sold out?"

"Yes, senior, where is the brewed wine, this junior needs to take it away." Qin Feng said respectfully.

"Wait." Lao Li hiccupped and tapped the ground with his cane. The ground cracked in the corner of the yard.

Qin Feng looked curiously, and after a while, he saw countless wine jars floating out of the cellar, neatly arranged in the courtyard.

"Master, this is..." Lan Ningshuang opened her eyes wide and whispered softly.

Qin Feng also looked surprised, this strange method is not something that the sixth rank of ghosts can use.

However, the puppet shadow realm of the fifth rank has never heard of the ability to fetch objects from a distance.

"Miss Lan, do you know what method this is?" Qin Feng asked closely.

As the weather was getting colder, Lan Ningshuang could even feel the warmth of the other party's breath, her face was reddish, and she opened a little distance: "I don't know the specifics, but I just heard that the fourth-grade realm of Hundred Ghosts has the ability to attract and control Yin. The ability of the spirit.

This method is quite similar to that ability. "

Hundred Ghosts Four Ranks? !
Qin Feng opened his mouth. Although he didn't know the specific ability of the fourth grade of Hundred Ghosts, but to have such strength, Lao Li definitely had a high rank in the Zhenling Army back then.

He suddenly thought of something, and performed the pupil-opening technique, only to see a bright green fuzzy figure next to each wine jar floating in the air.

The more carefully you stare, the clearer the blurred figure becomes. He is wearing a military uniform, armor, and a red hat.

This is clearly the attire of soldiers rushing to kill the enemy!

These ghosts are all soldiers, but why are there so many ghosts of soldiers here?
Qin Feng's eyes widened, an idea was born in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Senior Li was a soldier in the Zhenling Army. He survived, but he did not choose to return to the imperial capital. Instead, he settled in Jinyang City and became a down-and-out brewer.

Jinyang City is a small city, there is no army at all, and there is no record of related soldiers in the topography, but there are ghosts of soldiers here.

Then there is only one possibility, these soldiers' ghosts are the ghosts of the Zhenling Army back then, and the ashes of the soldiers who were burned to death by Garuda's curse are also scattered here!

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Lan Ningshuang caught a glimpse of Qin Feng's expression and asked softly.

At the same time, those Yin spirits all looked over, startling Qin Feng.

"Nothing, I'm just amazed at the sight."

Not long after, three hundred altars of wine were placed in the courtyard. Lao Li took a sip to wipe off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth and said, "Take it away."

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at those Yin spirits. Then, with a wave of his right hand, all three hundred altars of wine were collected in Xumijie.

"This is the profit from drinks during this period." Qin Feng put a heavy money bag on the table in the yard.

"En." Lao Li replied, but he didn't even look at it, as if he didn't care how much money was in it.

"There's nothing else, just go, boy, don't disturb my interest in drinking."

Qin Feng's face twitched, and he drank like this before it was night, was he paralyzing himself?

"The junior will leave first." Walking to the gate, Qin Feng added: "If Senior Li has nothing else to do, he can go to Moon Moon Residence, and the wine needs to be accompanied by delicious food.

You have been sitting in this courtyard drinking alone, don't you feel boring? "

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Qin Feng shook his head and sighed.

Just when he was about to leave, the money bag on the table was snatched into his hands.

Qin Feng looked surprised, and turned his head to look, only to see some broken silver from the money bag left on the table.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

"Don't you need to pay for meals? Those silver bentos are used for meals. When I want to go, I will go naturally." Lao Li said.

Qin Feng wanted to refuse at first, but he swallowed the words: "Senior, you have to come here often, otherwise, if you want to get back the money, it will take you until the year of the monkey."

"Go, go, brat, I can still let you take advantage of me." Lao Li waved his hand away.

Qin Feng cupped his fists and took Lan Ningshuang away.

Da da!

The crutches hit the ground again, and the broken silver on the table floated up, and were distributed to the homes of the surrounding people.

Lao Li raised his head and hummed a ditty, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)