There were four people sitting in the hall of the deep gate of the Cheng family. In addition to Cheng Yuming himself, there were three other guests. But there were eight servants serving these four people.
In fact, on the coffee table in front of everyone, there was only one cup of tea and one plate of fine tea. No one touched the four plates of fine tea, and no one even took a sip of the extremely hard-to-get Queton tea.
And these eight outstanding-looking young maids kept turning their eyes, hoping to find something to do and show their hospitality. As long as someone takes a sip of tea, they will immediately add boiling water for you.
Unfortunately, they were disappointed.
Anyone who can come to Cheng Yuming's place must be a person with a very high reputation. These three guests are indeed big shots in the world.
The guest sitting on the sofa on the left, with a long beard, is Ye Shaoming, a famous Chinese medicine expert in Beijing. Ye Shaoming has been practicing medicine for four generations. He not only has superb medical skills, but also has outstanding knowledge. He serves as a visiting professor at Peking University and is known as the first doctor in Beijing.
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Sitting next to Ye Shaoming is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a face like the bottom of a pot, thick eyebrows, a slender body, and curvy cheeks. He looks like a character in a martial arts novel. He is from the Beijing Sports School.
The martial arts chief coach named Ding Xiangen is skilled in iron palm and is known as the "Iron Palm Old Ding" in the world. Ding Xiangen has not only mastered a pair of iron palms, but has the power to break stones and open monuments, and has traveled all over the country. His experience in the world is
Extraordinarily rich.
The third one is a frequent visitor to Cheng Yuming's house, named Sheng Xinghua. In fact, he is more like a bodyguard hired by Cheng Yuming. Because he is close to Cheng Yuming, he is always called "Uncle Sheng" in the Cheng family. Sheng Xinghua is only thirty-four or five years old.
He is 20 years old, of medium stature, and has a mediocre appearance. He looks inconspicuous, but he is Cheng Yuming's confidant and is highly valued by Cheng Yuming.
A rich man like Cheng Yuming naturally wants to hire a first-class bodyguard. Even if he pays a lot of money to hire him, he can't borrow it. What's more, with the financial resources of the Cheng family, it is not difficult to hire Sheng Xinghua as a bodyguard. Sheng Xinghua was in a very secret competition.
After the selection, he defeated thirteen masters and was favored by Cheng Yuming.
Cheng Yuming personally watched that martial arts competition and admired Sheng Xinghua's martial arts very much. Therefore, he also had a special respect for Sheng Xinghua.
The faces of the four people were all serious. Cheng Yuming stood up slowly, raised his hands and waved, and the eight servants retreated out together.
Then Cheng Yuming said with a worried face: "Shaoming, your medical skills are so good, are you really helpless to deal with my little girl's condition? I don't care about money, I am willing to spend any amount."
Ye Shaoming breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Old Cheng, you are too foreign. Based on our friendship, there is no reason for us to refuse. I have really tried my best, but I really can't find out whether it is better."
There’s a way.”
Cheng Yuming kept rubbing his hands, anxiety overflowing in his expression, but he still tried to keep his voice calm and said: "Shaoming, you know that my Cheng family's huge family fortune will be in the future."
It is to be handed over to my little girl, but my little girl’s condition..."
Ye Shaoming pondered for a while and said: "Lao Cheng, it's not my fault. Looking at the whole country, I can't find many people who are better than me in medical skills. I can't help it, others just..."
"Of course I believe brother Shaoming, but why do you think she remains unconscious?"
Ye Shaoming smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, Old Cheng. At least Xiaojie's life is safe now. Although I can't find out the source of the disease, I have a bold guess in my heart that maybe she is not suffering from a disease."
Ding Xiangen frowned and said, "Old Ye, do you think Xiaojie is not sick?"
Ye Shaoming nodded: "Old Ding, you are a martial arts practitioner. You should know some martial arts techniques. See if you have any."
Ye Shaoming said: "Master Xu has been in a coma for half a day and a night, and Tianwang cannot find out the source of his illness. He may have been injured at the hands of a figure in the world."
Tan Changfeng suddenly said: "Doctor Ye, if Mr. Xu is injured at the hands of a figure in the world, it will leave scars."
Ye Shaoming thought for a while and said, "Has Coach Tan checked Mr. Xu's condition?"
Tan Changfeng said: "Check
After reading it, Mr. Xu was definitely not injured by someone tapping his acupuncture points, and he was not injured by a hidden weapon. Was he poisoned by some strange poison?"
Ye Shaoming looked up at the roof.
After being distracted for a while, he picked up the cup of tea in front of him, took a sip, and said: "No! If you are poisoned, there will definitely be signs of poisoning. Even if it is an extremely small poison-quenching hidden weapon, Tianwang is confident that he can see it.
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Old Ding said: "Doctor, I, Mr. Luo, can't figure it out. He was neither poisoned nor had his acupuncture points tapped, so how could he be so unconscious."
Ye Shaoming pondered for another moment and said: "Tianwang is not a person in the world of martial arts, but I have dabbled in a lot of things. From several notebooks related to medicine, I remembered some legends and descriptions of people in the martial arts world. There is a legend of a soul-moving method in the martial arts world.
, I wonder if Mr. Luo and Coach Tan have heard of it?"
Tan Changfeng's expression changed and he said, "I've heard of it before. Is it possible to remove the master's injuries by using the soul-removing method?"
Ye Shaoming stood up slowly and said: "Brother Xu, Tianwang is very ashamed and can do nothing about your son's condition. Maybe Mr. Luo and Coach Tan can share Brother Xu's worries. Brother Xu will leave first. Brother Xu feels that there is still need."
It's my brother's place, but please send someone to say hello, and my brother will come immediately." After saying that, he walked towards the outside.
Although Cheng Yuming was in a state of panic and helplessness, he still maintained his courtesy, got up and walked outside the hall, saying: "Brother Tianwang, let's go."
Looking at Ye Shaoming's retreating back, Tan Changfeng said slowly: "Mr. Luo has traveled all over the world and has extensive knowledge. Can you see any clues?"
"Ye Shaoming is indeed a well-educated Confucian doctor, and he is actually aware of such secrets and legends in the world."
"Brother Luo, are there really such strange things in the world?"
"Yes! However, this is just a legend. I have never seen it."
"Okay! Okay! Now that the source of the disease has been found, there should be a cure. Brother Luo, please help me more. No matter how much money it costs, I don't care."
Old Ding's dark face showed a look of embarrassment, and he said: "Brother Xu, this is just a legend. To be honest, brother has never encountered such a thing, and there is nothing we can do about it."
"If Mr. Xu is really being plotted by Jianghu figures, they should have a purpose, right?" Sheng Xinghua was suspicious.
"What is their purpose? If they want money, it is the clay figurine's turn to notify them."
"Proprietor, the young master was assassinated yesterday afternoon. It's not yet past noon. According to the habits of ordinary people in the world, they should have news today. At the latest, it won't be later than tomorrow."
Cheng Yuming sighed and said: "Changfeng, it's been almost a day and a night, and Baoyu hasn't woken up or said a word. He hasn't had a sip of water. I'm worried about whether he can survive."
"If the young brother is really being plotted by people in the world, we can go to them. It would be best to find the bookboy accompanying the young master and I will ask him again."
Cheng Yuming suddenly raised his voice and said, "Call Xiaomei."
Xiaomei is just a 17 or 18-year-old boy who is full of youth and happiness. But now, he looks haggard and has a sad look on his face. He probably hasn't slept since the young master was in danger and fainted. He walked timidly.
Cheng Yuming knelt down in front of him.
Said: "Master, Xiaomei is here to greet you."
Cheng Yuming snorted coldly and said, "You and the young master were walking together, how come it wasn't you who fainted there?"
Xiaomei said: "Me! I..."
"Brother Xu, we need to ask for the detailed inside story. Don't scare him."
Cheng Yuming snorted coldly and said, "Okay, then let's ask Brother Luo to ask him?"
Old Ding breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Xiaomei, get up, don't harm me, and answer my questions truthfully."
Xiaomei stood up, bowed to Lao Ding and said, "I have met Mr. Luo."
Old Ding smiled and said, "Don't be too polite. How did the young master faint?"
"Yesterday, the young master took me to visit the Fairy Temple."
"These days are the Fairy Temple Fair period. I heard that there are many people attending the temple fair."
Xiaomei Jiujing still hasn't lost her childishness when it comes to the temple fair.
Flying on the face immediately
He looked bright and said, "Yes, Mr. Luo, it was a huge crowd..."
"Master Xu fainted in that sea of ​​people?"
"No, we saw one..." Xiaomei's face said.
Suddenly a look of horror appeared, cold sweat broke out on the top of the door, and he couldn't continue.
Cheng Yuming said angrily: "Damn it, didn't you see someone? Why don't you continue talking."
Xiaomei Jingchi shook her head and said: "No...not a human..."
Cheng Yuming was shocked at this time. He patted the wooden case and said, "What is it if it's not a human being?"
"Brother Xu, please put aside your anger. How can you ask for the inside story like this? You need to know the process. If there is a slight mistake, there will be a big fallacy."
Yes, Brother Luo, please stop interrupting me."
Lao Ding tried his best to make his voice gentle and said: "Xiaomei, there are so many people going to the temple fair, but there is no monster at all!" Xiaomei shook her head.
He said: "It's not a jumping monster, it's... it's... it's a fairy." The three people present were dumbfounded. Cheng Yuming started to speak, but he endured it and did not make a sound.
"There are naturally many fairy statues in the Fairy Temple. Naturally, everyone who enters the temple can see them."
No, it’s not a statue, it’s a living fairy.”
Old Ding was startled for a moment and said: "Living fairy, Xiaomei, did you read that right?"
"it is true."
"So many people saw it?"
"No, only the young master and I saw it."
Old Ding was a little confused and said with a smile: "To be clear, aren't there a lot of people in the Fairy Temple?"
Xiaomei said: "The young master and I went to the backyard of the Fairy Temple and saw the fairy. Her clothes and appearance were all the same as the statue in the temple."
Lao Ding was stunned for a moment and said, "Oh! What about the future?"
"The young master has caught up with me."
"Why didn't you chase after me?"
Xiaomei said: "I originally wanted to chase him, but the young master didn't allow me to follow. I didn't see what happened after the young master entered the cross-yard. When I looked for him, the young master had already fainted on the ground." Lao Ding said:
"Is there anyone else there?"
"No, the courtyard behind the main hall of the Fairy Temple was originally forbidden to tourists. The young master and I slipped in. It was very quiet there. No one else was seen except the fairy who appeared. Later, the young master Feng fainted
On the ground, I was so frightened that I carried the young master out and hired a sedan to run back to the house."
Cheng Yuming said angrily: "Xiaomei, when you came back yesterday, why didn't you make it clear?"
"Go back to the master, I wanted to say it, but the master kept losing his temper, and I really didn't have the chance to explain the details."
Cheng Yuming thought for a while and sighed: "Okay! Go down!"
Xiaomei turned around and walked a few steps, then turned around and said, "Master Luo, I think, I think the young master must be possessed by evil spirits when he chases the fairy."
"You're stupid..." After saying two words, he suddenly stopped. It turned out that after thinking about it, he felt that Xiaomei would not lie and that this matter was indeed a bit mysterious. He also felt a little hesitant about the appearance of the fairy.
, I don’t dare to have random attacks again.
Tan Changfeng, who had rarely spoken, suddenly laughed and said: "Xiaomei, go have a meal quickly, take a nap again, and refresh yourself. In the afternoon, take Mr. Luo and me to the Fairy Temple to have a look."
A look of horror appeared on Xiaomei's face again, and she said: "I don't dare to..."
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Luo and I are with you."
Xiaomei was helpless, nodded and walked away.
In the hall, only Cheng Yuming, Lao Ding and Tan Changfeng were left. Cheng Yuming rubbed his hands and sighed: "Brother Luo, will the fairies from the Fairy Temple really appear in the daytime?"
Old Ding lowered his voice slightly and said: "Brother Xu, I, Luo, have been traveling around the world for decades and have heard and witnessed many strange and weird things, but this is the first time I have heard about the appearance of a fairy."
Chapter completed!