Chapter 342 Don't Save Death

"Where did the silver come from?"

Aunt Mei did not show any joy because Wan'er brought the ginseng in. On the contrary, she seemed to be a little angry.

Han Feng said, "Aunmet, you can cure the disease at ease, and don't worry about anything else."

Aunt Mei said, "Mr. Han, you don't know that we miserable people regard a copper plate bigger than the sky. They are all miserable children who have lost their parents since childhood... This money is enough for them to live better. For those who have no hope, it's just wasted..." Han Feng was a little strange in his heart. These 900 Yi and Wan'er seem to be adults and should not be able to support themselves. Why does Aunt Mei still treat them like children...

Wan'er saw the doubt in Han Feng's heart and said to Han Feng, " Dr. Han, you are not old. Can I call you Brother Han?" She was an outright girl. Han Feng smiled and said, "Of course."

A smile appeared on Wan'er's heavy face. She said, "Brother Han, you don't know anything. We are all pulled up by Aunt Mei. But there are many more children younger than us..."

"Oh, are you all orphans?"

Han Feng's heart moved and suddenly asked.

"You can also say that." There was a deep pain on Wan'er's face, "Our ancestors were all martyrs who fought for this dynasty. When the war ended, many descendants became uninhabited orphans. Aunt Mei looked at us pitiful and took us in 20 years ago. She provided us with food and drink, let us learn martial arts and go to school. She can be said to be our greatest benefactor. ...... Later, many homeless orphans were taken in, and now the youngest of us is only six or seven years old..."

At this time, there was a sudden noise outside. There was a rattling bell ringing in the middle. Aunt Mei's face suddenly changed. The blood color that originally appeared on his face was drawn back. Even more pale. Han Feng felt a strange fluctuation from the outside to see through the space and penetrated in...

After a while, Zhang San rushed in from the outside. However, his footsteps were very light, afraid of disturbing Aunt Mei. He wink at 900 Yi to go out. When Jiu Baiyi got up and was about to go out, Aunt Mei suddenly said, "Xiao Saner, come here."

Zhang Saner dared not neglect. He lowered his head and walked slowly...

Aunt Mei said slowly, "What's going on outside? Don't hide it from me."

Zhang San refused to say anything at first, but when he saw the seriousness on Aunt Mei's face and her eyes as if to see through everything. He finally whispered, "A nasty person came out."

"How do you hate people?" Aunt Mei asked.

Zhang San staggered a little, and finally told the story. It turned out that there was an old man in sackcloth outside the door just now and wanted to break into the door.

"Don't he know if this is a private house?" Jiu Baiyi frowned and asked in a low voice.

"We said it." Zhang Saner whispered, with indignation in her voice, "But that man didn't care at all. I don't know why, so I let him come in." I clearly remember just now that I had already finished the door.

Aunt Mei suddenly asked, "Is that man holding a string of copper bells in his hand?" There are nine bells with paper money in their hands..."

Zhang San's eyes were wide open, and he stared at Aunt Mei in surprise, "You... How do you know... Aunt Mei?..." He paused slightly and then said, "That annoying person can't see his age. He said, 'When the time comes, you have to go.' While talking, he spilled a handful of paper money in the courtyard and disappeared...

Aunt Mei's eyes closed slightly. A long sigh came from her mouth. It is very desolate...

At this moment, the sun has gone down, and the bloody sun has turned the golden sunlight into blood. The dim blood-red light projected through the flowers and trees in the courtyard on the pale window lattice. Even the slightest dust can be clearly seen, and all this did not last for a moment, and the haze and darkness came to this narrow hut...

"Xiao Saner, go out first." Aunt Mei whispered that although Zhang Saner wanted to ask something, he finally didn't ask. At the sign of 900 Yi, she lowered her head and walked out of the inner room...

For a long time, Aunt Mei slowly opened her eyes and said quietly, "What should come is finally coming." No one knew her inexplicable words, and she did not explain. She turned her head to Han Feng and said, "Mr. Han, please come back. As for the remuneration, they will not miss Mr. There seemed to be a living person present, and she didn't want to say more.

Wan'er said anxiously, "Age Mei, your illness has not been cured yet."

Aunt Mei said, "I know that there are only three days left, so don't bother Mr. Han. By the way, thank you for Mr. Han's elixir."

Han Feng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. It seems that Aunt Mei has something to do, so I'll go first, but I think maybe you will invite me back, maybe..."

Gently nodded, and Han Feng lowered his head and walked out of the cabin. He said to Murong Ruxue, "Okay, let's go. We are not needed anymore..."

Without further ado, Han Feng came out of the shabby hut first. Go outside. The sky outside has darkened. Even the last trace of blood melted in the night sea. Without a star, it's so dark!

Han Feng and Murong Ruxue and five people who caught up walked on the road of Huixiangju. They didn't use light kung fu, but walked slowly on the road like ordinary people... At this time, a distant cry suddenly came from the distance. Han Feng heard it really, and the voice was called his name.

"You go back first." Han Feng said to Murong Ruxue and others, "It should be 900 Yi chased. Today, I won't go back to Wuxiangju. I think I need me more in the Half-hearted Medical Center..." When he came out, there was still a furnace of mother lotus elixir in the ancient tripod. It took three days to refine this elixir. Only Xiaoding was there. He was worried and wanted to rush there. He had something to take care of...

"I'm with you." Murong Ruxue suddenly said.

It seems that Murong Ruxue glanced at it, and Han Feng said, "No, after a busy day, you are also tired. Have a good rest by yourself. If I need you, I will send you information with thousands of miles... Murong Ruxue suddenly said, "How can our teacher's baby use it blindly? Have you forgotten this little guy?"

She pinched a magic formula, and a little guy suddenly appeared on the ground out of thin air. Han Feng looked at it, but it was a small and exquisite purple mink. The mink is small and exquisite, its fur is as smooth as mercury, and its two small eyes are as green as emeralds in the white moonlight...

"Squeak."

Xiao Diao shouted happily to Han Feng, as if he were saying hello to him.

"The spirit mink!"

Han Feng exclaimed. He wanted the ground mink that had been following her when he first saw Murong Ruxue. At the beginning, the spirit mink in this place did not know how many poisonous snakes killed the dragon slayer. So far, it still makes him a little creepy...

Nowadays, although the body of the spirit mink has not changed much, its eyes are like ghost fire, with a trace of cold air. It can be known that this little guy should have evolved a lot in these many days...

"Brother Diao, long time no see."

"Squeak." The little mink turned two times on the ground and disappeared in a trance. He was wondering. Suddenly, a breath came to the top of his head. The small and exquisite figure of the little mandied appeared in the sea of knowledge. He stood there quietly without moving at all. The little spirit mink has stood on his shoulder, and his little claws have messed up his hair. Han Feng knows that this little guy is expressing the joy of meeting...

"It seems that Brother Diao has evolved a lot again."

Han Feng laughed. The spirit mink seemed to understand the meaning of Han Feng's words, and the little eyes on his little face rolled, as if smiling, with humanized pride...

Murong Ruxue and others have been watching the scene of a man and a beast meeting with a smile. Murong Ruxue said, "Well, I didn't expect this little thing to eat mine and drink mine. I haven't seen you for many years and be so intimate with you." There was a little vinegar in her words...

When the ground spirit mink heard Murong Ruxue's voice, he suddenly "squeaked" twice, and his little paws shook and disappeared into the night...

It made several people laugh...

The footsteps of 900 Yi have been heard in the distance. Murong Ruxue and Qingyue left and went back first...

Han Feng stood there and could hear the gasp in the distance. Finally, his figure appeared in Han Feng's sight...

900 Yi is along the street, eagerly looking for Han Feng's figure. He just delayed a little in the room, but he didn't expect that as soon as he went out, the traces of Han Feng and others disappeared. Therefore, he followed the road with Han Feng and others during the day and touched it all the way...

Nine Baiyi was anxious, and a laughter suddenly came in the night: "Brother Nine Hundred, come here." He listened to it and couldn't help but be overjoyed and ran along with the sound. But Han Feng was standing on the street at night, looking at him with a smile...

Nine hundred Yi ran to Han Feng and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeves. Although the night was dark, Han Feng could see the extremely anxious look on his face and said, "Brother Han, you made me look for so hard..."

Han Feng has known the meaning of the other party in his heart. He asked with a smile, "Dare you ask Brother 900 what you are looking for in such a hurry?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Jiu Baiyi's face. He turned his head to look at the night and said, " Dr. Han, you... How about you save Aunt Mei?..."

In the deep night, there is no one on the lonely street, and there are only 900 depressing sad voices in the quiet night sea. Han Feng said, "Come with me."

......

Half-hearted medical center.

Han Feng sat opposite the sad Jiubaiyi. Xiaoding has gone to bed and has been busy all day. He is already exhausted. Blood-red flame, licking the black round tripod. The fragrance of medicine floated from the ancient tripod...

"D. Han, you are the owner of the Half-Heart Medical Center. It is said that the half-Heart Medical Center is magical and benevolent, but do you have the heart to die?" Jiubaiyi's sad voice was slightly high, with the meaning of questioning Han Feng. "As for the Xuanhuang Kanyu map, Jiubaiyi is willing to offer it with both hands..."

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