Leisurely mountain village

He was quite interested in the spells recorded inside, such as the fireball spell, which had pretty good destructive power. As for talismans, divination, formations, and pills, he hadn't figured them out yet and wasn't in a hurry.

Ye Huan tested the fireball technique again, and it was faster and burned faster. He was quite excited, at least he now had a self-defense skill.

This thing is practically an essential skill for murder and robbery.

Ye Huan has made great progress in his lightness technique and the ancient martial arts he learned before. He doesn't know if he has reached the level of a martial arts master in ancient martial arts, but he is now learning acupoint striking very seriously and diligently. Ever since he saw his grandfather use acupoint striking that day, he has never forgotten it.

It would be a waste not to learn the family's martial arts, so he has now mastered the acupoint striking skill quite well. Although he may not be as good as his grandfather, he should be able to match some of his grandfather's strength.

As for whether it can kill people, Ye Huan said it was unknown.

After circulating the cultivation technique for several more cycles to consolidate his sixth-level cultivation, Ye Huan left the space. Time was still available, so he went to sleep.

When Ye Huan got home for breakfast, it was almost nine o'clock when she suddenly heard the sound of a car outside the yard. She wondered, "Did someone come home early?"

They saw two people at the gate of the courtyard, knocked on the open gate, and asked, "Excuse me, does Mr. Ye Wuju live here?"

Ye Huan was taken aback, then stood up and said, "Yes, you want to see my grandfather?"

"Oh, that's good. Is the old man here?" asked a slightly older man in his early thirties with a buzz cut, who looked anxious.

"Hmm? Who's looking for me?" Grandpa asked as he came out of the main room.

"Master, please save my grandfather!" The man knelt down on the ground with a thud and kowtowed several times to Ye Wuju.

"Who are you? Why do you call me Master?" Ye Wuju asked.

"Master, do you still remember Cao Wushuang? He is my grandfather. My name is Cao Zhi. My grandfather was ambushed by his enemy. Now he is protecting his heart meridian and gave me this address, asking me to come and find you to save him. He said that in this world, only you can save him." The young man cried, looking very miserable.

"Senior Brother Wushuang? He's still alive? Why didn't he come back and tell me? Where is he now?" Ye Wuju was stunned for a moment after hearing the name, and asked anxiously.

Ye Huan understood. The man his grandfather had told him about was his great-grandfather's disciple, whom his grandfather called his eldest brother. He had come down from the mountain during the war to serve his country, but later disappeared without a trace.

I never expected that they would come knocking on my door now, only to find out I was attacked and am dying. No wonder Grandpa was so worried.

"The capital city," the young man Cao Zhi said.

"Let's go!" Ye Wuju said hurriedly. "Xiao Huan, take my medicine box and that wild ginseng, and come with me to the capital to save your master."

"Okay." Ye Huan didn't even finish his meal, threw down his chopsticks, and took some of his and his grandfather's belongings. The rest were in his spatial storage, so he wasn't worried.

Seeing that Jingjing was home alone, he told Saihu and Xiaobai to watch over the house and Jingjing, patted Jingjing's head and told her to be good. The two of them didn't say anything more. After Ye Huan and her grandfather got into a military-plated car parked at the door, the younger man with the buzz cut drove off with a whoosh.

On the bus, Ye Huan called his mother and told her that he and his grandfather had gone to Beijing. He then asked his mother to tell Bai Jie that Jingjing was home alone, and Saihu and Xiaobai were watching over her, so they should go home as soon as possible.

After his mother told him to take good care of his grandfather while he was away, Ye Huan hung up the phone.

They arrived at a small military camp in the county town, where the four of them boarded a military aircraft and roared away again.

This was Ye Huan's first time on an airplane. He used to be too poor to afford it and always took the train. It was a rare opportunity for him to take the high-speed rail, so he looked out the window.

As the white clouds drifted past, Lu Huan suddenly felt that humans were truly amazing. Such a heavy lump of iron could actually fly in the sky for so long. He had already mastered the art of lightness and was very fast, but he estimated that he was still a bit slower than an airplane.

"Grandpa, it's alright, don't worry. Since Master Shi has sealed his own heart meridian and sent someone to call you, he's confident he can hold on until you pass away," Ye Huan said, looking at his grandfather.

"Sigh, I always thought he died in battle like my great-grandfather. I never expected him to still be alive. All these years, not even a letter. Once I heal him, I'll give him a good beating." Ye Wuju had even more confidence in his doctor.

Ye Huan suppressed a laugh. This was a difficult question to answer. Cao Zhi, who was considered the senior brother, was also at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This advisor actually said that after healing Grandpa, he would beat him up again.

Soon, the plane landed, and another military vehicle arrived, driven by the same young man. The vehicle flew low, its siren blaring, and in just over ten minutes, it stopped at the entrance of a heavily guarded residential area.

The person who came checked him over and, seeing that it was Cao Zhi, let him pass, presumably having already given instructions.

The car stopped in front of a somewhat old Western-style building. Cao Zhi called the two men to get out of the car, and the young man drove off.

"Grandma, I've found the advisor." Cao Zhi entered the house and saw a group of people. He then spoke to the elderly woman with silver hair.

Ye Wuju stepped forward. "Is this your sister-in-law?"

"You are Wu Ju? Good, good, it's good that you're here." The old lady said, choking with emotion, when she saw Ye Wu Ju.

"Sister-in-law, don't cry. Take me to see my senior brother," Ye Wuju said, getting down to business first.

Now was not the time to be overly friendly. Soon, the group arrived at the door of a bedroom on the first floor, where two elderly men with ruddy complexions and full heads of silver hair were sitting. Ye Huan knew that they must be the imperial physicians.

Ye Wuji didn't even glance at them. He pushed open the door and went inside. Ye Huan carried a medical kit, and Cao Zhi had already introduced them to everyone, so no one stopped him. Then Cao Zhi's grandmother and three middle-aged men followed him into the bedroom.

The two imperial physicians exchanged a glance and followed them in. Everyone consciously kept a few meters away from the large bed and stood at the door. Ye Wuju was already taking the pulse of the square-faced, weak old man on the bed.

Ye Huan stood at the head of the bed, opened his medical kit, and prepared the supplies. He had been his grandfather's assistant since childhood, and all of this was so familiar that it was touching.

"The Mito School One-Sword Style? The one who ambushed my senior brother was a Japanese devil?" Ye Wuju said. "It even has poison. What a disgusting trick of the Japanese devils."

The people at the door were stunned. He found it just like that? Cao Wushuang's wife, Cao Zhi's grandmother, however, had a bright look in her eyes.

"Fearless, your senior brother, still..."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, it's nothing," Ye Wuju said proudly, then instructed his grandson to prepare things, as he needed to expel the poison first.