The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

"Sir, Master Ninth is here." The adjutant stood at the door and saw that Ling Duan was asleep, and lowered his voice to announce.

"Please come in, Lord Jiu." Zhang Qishan let go of the little fortune teller in his arms, looked at the faint whiteness in the sky outside the window, and simply got up and changed into a set of normal clothes. After Jiu Ye saw Lao Ba's doctor, he also had to do it It's time to prepare to become the master of the Nine Gates. Lao Ba worked hard to pave the way for him. He can't disappoint Lao Ba's wishes.

On the way Xie Jiuye came, the adjutant had already said that Ba Ye had some physical problems and asked him to come and see.So when he entered the door, he was not too polite, greeted Zhang Qishan, and went straight to the bed, carefully checked the pulse of Ba Ye for a long time, and then put Ba Ye's arm back on the bed with a solemn expression .

"How?" Zhang Qishan carefully stuffed Ling Duan's arm back into the quilt, and tucked up the corners of the quilt, before looking up at Master Xie Jiu.

"Baye's life is safe, and there is no serious physical injury. It's just that for some unknown reason, his internal organs have been displaced and his heart arteries have been severely damaged. This situation is a bit like cultivating internal energy and going crazy, but as far as I know , Master Ba is a first-year scholar, and he is not proficient in martial arts." Master Xie Jiu frowned, and couldn't think of any treatment method for a while. "In this case, I can only take care of my body slowly and drink some Chinese medicine on time. I have nothing to do."

"About how long will it take?" Zhang Qishan faintly felt that it was right for Lao Ba to not know their common external skills, but he must have cultivated some special internal skills, which led to the occurrence of madness, but since Lao Ba If he intends to hide it from others, he won't talk too much about it.

"If you take good care of yourself and take medicine on time, it will take about a year and a half. If you don't take a good rest, you may be left with a lifetime of illness." Although Xie Jiuye didn't know the whole truth, but if he took a good rest, it was wrong, Ling Ling This reckless use of swords made his unstable soul almost disperse again. If Ling Yue hadn't arrived in time to gather the soul for him with his own mana, and the body he is using now has great luck to nourish his soul, I'm afraid this time he will fall to the point where his soul is broken and his consciousness is lost.In fact, his actual situation was only more serious than Xie Jiuye said.

Zhang Qishan and Xie Jiuye went to the study to write some precautions and health care prescriptions. The housekeeper, adjutant and others also went to their own business, and the bedroom was cleaned up.

Ling Duan sighed silently, "This time it's a big game."

It is true that his internal organs were severely damaged, but for a cultivator, it is not a serious injury, and he will be fine after using his spiritual power for a few days to recuperate.The key point is that his soul is damaged, and his control over the spiritual power in his body is not as good as that of ordinary people. This time, he didn't think of the stakes for a while, and used Li Mo forcibly, which led to a riot of spiritual power. If it is damaged, the aura stays in the meridians and cannot turn back to the dantian smoothly, which is equivalent to artificially restricting him, preventing him from using his spiritual energy.

Ling Duan touched the Qiankun ring, took a pill with mild medicinal properties, and ate it. Now that his meridians are damaged, he dare not even take healing medicines that are too effective, for fear of a careless arousal of spiritual riots.

"Baye, are you awake? I'm about to ask you to have breakfast." Behind the butler of Zhang's house, a maid was holding a tray with a lot of Lingduan's favorite food on it, and the two were about to enter the door.

"Hey, I'm fine. Uncle Zhang, don't worry." Ling Duan was in terrible pain, but he forced a smile on his face. He had no family since he was a child. Master, don't mention it. Although Uncle Zhang is just a housekeeper, He always brings all kinds of delicious food to Ling Duan, this kind old man, Ling Duan still has a good impression of him.

"Baye, don't lie to me. Although I am old, I am still very clear-headed. You, just stay here to recuperate well. I will make delicious food for you in a different way." Uncle Zhang approached In order to support Ling Duan, he brought him a pillow to lean on, and then handed the freshly cooked porridge to Ling Duan.

"Do you have sweet-scented osmanthus cake and lotus root trotters?"

"Yes, there are all the things you like to eat, but not now, when you feel better and can eat greasy food, lotus root and pig's trotters will be enough."

Uncle Zhang thought that he liked this Mr. Qi from the bottom of his heart. He became the eighth master of the Nine Schools at a young age, but he was not arrogant or frivolous at all, and he was always polite to them servants. He also has a smiling face when he is sick, which makes people want to spoil him a little more.

"Ba Ye, you eat first, I'll report to the study."

Ling Duan watched Uncle Zhang leave the room, reluctantly beckoned to the maid, "Little sister, come here, what's your name?"

"Back to Ba Ye, my name is Xiaocui." The maid replied with a low eyebrow.

"Xiaocui, let's discuss it?"

"Discuss what?"

"You take this breakfast down, I can't eat it, if Uncle Zhang wants to ask, just say I ate it. I'm really not feeling well, but there's no need for the old man to worry about it. Are you right?" Ling Duan said to Xiao Cui Activated the trick skill.

"Old Ba, you have to be clever even after breakfast!"

"Oh, Lord Jun, it's really time for you to come." Ling Duan threw himself into the quilt, looking crazy.

Zhang Qishan waved away Xiao Cui who was embarrassed, "Even if I don't come, she won't dare to listen to you."

"So confident? What if I succeed in rebelling against her?" Ling Duan rubbed into the quilt bit by bit along the angle of the head of the bed, leaving only a pair of big smart eyes staring at Zhang Qishan. .

"That's impossible. Don't move those crooked thoughts. Before I get better, just stay here to recuperate honestly. I'm going out to deal with the follow-up matters soon. I may not be free for a few days. Don't you Let me still miss you when I go out, okay?" Zhang Qishan lowered his head as he talked, and in the end it was almost close to Ling Duan's ear.

Ling Duan subconsciously shrank into the quilt, his face was a little hot, "I know, I know, I will be obedient. You go away."

"Well, good boy." Hearing Ling Duan's assurance, Zhang Qishan picked up his military uniform and beckoned the adjutant to go out. Before leaving, he specially asked the housekeeper to watch Lao Ba himself every time he drank medicine and ate food, and was always on guard against his wit.