Just as Chi Mo and Fang Ziyou had just received the "Tongxin Alliance" identity card as volunteers, a noise suddenly sounded in the entrance of Wanhua Valley.

Not long after, Chi Mo heard the shouts of "Old God".

A moment later, an old man with white hair and beard slowly walked out with a crutch in his hand.

The old man is not tall, and even has a hunchback due to his age. However, his steps are stable, calm, with bright eyes and wrinkles on his face. He has a convincing and reassuring temperament while looking around.

Chi Mo looked at the old man and realized something.

Sun Simiao.

An old god who is said to have lived from the Western Wei Dynasty to the Qianyuan period of the Li Tang Dynasty.

His reputation was too high, even if it only appeared, the originally noisy patients in front of him calmed down one after another.

"Everyone..."

After standing still, Sun Simiao's eyes swept over everyone present and spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, Wanhua Valley will never give up any patient."

"We have opened a temporary camp in the sea of ​​flowers. All patients will be stored according to the difference between mild and severe symptoms. Please rest assured. I believe that doctors, you will be fine."

After saying that, Sun Simiao sighed silently, and then he said with great enthusiasm:

"Save people after opening the valley."

With Sun Simiao's sound of opening the valley, all the patients who were congested at the entrance of Wanhua Valley cheered.

It seemed as if they would be saved as long as Sun Simiao was there.

"Is this... Senior Medicine King?"

Fang Ziyou held the identity card in his hand tightly, and his eyes revealed his longing.

"Even the master praised him, the extremely respected senior Medicine King?"

"What do you think?" Chi Mo poked Fang Ziyou's waist with his elbow, "Okay, don't stand there, let's go and help!"

“Hey——!”

Fang Ziyou responded and ran towards the patient to help maintain order.

Chi Mo originally planned to help, but suddenly thought of something and ran towards Sun Simiao.

"Senior Sun!"

Hearing Chi Mo's cry, Sun Simiao, who was about to turn around and return to the sea of ​​flowers to start saving people, stopped and looked back.

Seeing Chi Mo dressed as a Taoist priest in Pure Yang Palace, Sun Simiao smiled on his face.

"What's wrong with this little brother? I'm sick? Don't worry? Wanhua Valley will definitely save you with all your might."

"No, no, no? Senior, am I not sick? I am here to help."

When he heard that Chi Mo was here to help? Sun Simiao nodded with a smile.

"Good boy. Are you looking for me if you have something to do?"

“It’s really something.”

Chi Mo looked around.

"Old senior, let's talk?"

Sun Simiao looked at Chi Mo with a steady state? After a while, he walked to the side.

Pei Yuan, who was following him, immediately followed?                                                          

Nowadays, Wanhua Valley is in trouble? Maybe someone with ulterior motives will come in. Sun Simiao is good at medical skills, but his martial arts are ordinary and he cannot tolerate any carelessness.

"It's okay? This little brother is not against the evil ones."

Pei Yuan nodded at Sun Simiao? But he did not leave.

Chi Mo ignored Pei Yuan. When the three of them came to the side of the house, they immediately said: "Old senior, in Xiachunyang Palace...hehe, Chi Mo, Shengxuzi."

Sun Simiao exclaimed lightly.

"Chuyang? The eighth son?"

“It’s right down.”

For some reason, in front of Sun Simiao? Chi Mo felt that he was less concerned about his ghostly Taoist name.

"I didn't expect it was Chunyang Bazi in front of me."

"That's right, senior? My young master Fang Ziyou and I, as well as many Shaolin disciples, came to support me, just to learn about the Wanhua Valley - this matter? It's not simple."

"I already know this."

The person who spoke was Pei Yuan.

I don’t know if he is indifferent to outsiders by nature or because of the current troubles in Wanhua Valley? His voice seemed very cold.

But Chi Mo heard a little fatigue from it - just like Gu Zhilan? Pei Yuan's voice was also a little hoarse, and it was obvious that he had not had a good sleep for several days.

"But the master said that even if the patient knows that there is a conspiracy behind it and the patient comes, as a doctor, he must be treated and must be treated."

"Men, I admire you."

Chi Mo bowed to Sun Simiao sincerely.

This is a truly respectable person.

"On the way here, Ziyou and I also found the information to those patients and found some clues, which may be useful to you."

Sun Simiao's eyes lit up.

Chi Mo quickly said: "This disease is first caused by people living by the riverside, and most of the people who have experienced it have appeared in markets and other places where people are mixed, and there are signs of transmission. In addition, almost all the people who have experienced it first have received a letter, which said that Wanhua Valley can cure this disease, and even accompanied the letter with a map to Wanhua Valley."

"It turns out that someone is making a fool."

Pei Yuan's face immediately became quite ugly.

Sun Simiao nodded and rushed to Chi Mo and said, "Thank you, brother Chi, but the most important thing is to prevent people with ulterior motives..."

He turned to look at the patients who were queuing up to enter Wanhua Valley one by one.

Some are old, some are weak, some are rich, and some are poor.

Nowadays, these people have less numbness and a little more hope.

“…More importantly, it’s about saving people.”

"I understand." Chi Mo took a deep breath, "Senior, there are too many patients, and there are limited doctors from Wanhua Valley. Most of the people in the martial arts world who come to support us do not understand medical principles. However, I must be obliged to help. I don't know if there are any pigeons in the valley that can send a letter to Chunyang Palace immediately, and let the head teacher send a team of disciples, doctors, and various herbs to come. Chunyang Palace is not far from Wanhua Valley, and I think I will arrive soon."

When Pei Yuan, who had a cold face, could not help but smile when he heard Chi Mo say this.

Sun Simiao even patted his shoulder.

"Good kid, good kid, you are meticulous and have a good idea. Although herbs are planted in Wanhua Valley, there are too many patients. The herbs need to be processed before they can be used for people after picking them. In a short period of time, whether it is medicinal materials or doctors, it is definitely not enough. If you can have the help of Pure Yang Palace, you will definitely be able to survive this disaster."

"I have the pigeon here, and I will bring it to you later."

Pei Yuan said, then bowed:

"Thank you."

After Chi Mo left, Gu Zhilan walked over and Pei Yuan immediately informed the other party about what had just happened.

Upon hearing this, Gu Zhilan turned to look at Chi Mo who was helping with Fang Ziyou and a group of Shaolin monks, with a little bit of brilliance in his eyes.

Pure Yang...

Gu Zhilan sighed quietly.

She seemed to think of someone.

But I don't seem to remember it.

That person... seems to be... Chunyang too?

Somehow, Gu Zhilan took out a jade ring that he carried with him.

"The past is gone, and jade becomes a ring..."
Chapter completed!