Chapter 1682 Let’s Talk Again

Pi Yangyang turned around slowly and looked at him with a smile.

Wu Guangming and Wu Siya looked at Pi Yangyang in astonishment, wondering why he had just said that.

Hong Ren was already angry, and what Pi Yangyang meant by this was that Hong Ren would not live long.

Although he is indeed ninety years old, people are like this. The older they get, the more afraid of death they are, especially those who are powerful and wealthy.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be anyone in this world who would have six hearts replaced in succession just to prolong his life.

Hong Ren is also afraid of death.

Now he is the most senior elder among the three major gangs. Even the elders and even the big guys in the other two gangs have to respectfully call him Uncle Hong when they see him.

For him, such a life would be a blessing even if it could extend his life for one more day.

Just thirty years ago, his gang was involved in a gunfight and he was shot several times, almost dying.

When he was sent to the hospital, those world-famous surgeons, after examining his injuries, shook their heads and said that the risk of the operation was extremely high.

But without surgery, he wouldn't survive more than 24 hours.

Just when the Hung Hing Society was in chaos, a wandering Taoist priest suddenly arrived and said he could cure Hung Ren without surgery.

Although Hong Ren was seriously injured, he was still conscious. He didn't want to die on the operating table, so he took the risk and believed the wandering Taoist priest.

The Taoist stayed in his house for a full month, giving him acupuncture and prescribing medicine every day, and personally cleaning his wounds. In the end, he miraculously survived.

Moreover, three months later, he was full of energy again and did not feel any discomfort at all.

But he knew clearly that there was a bullet in his body that had never been removed.

The Taoist was going to leave after a month, and he insisted on keeping him, but the Taoist was determined to go.

In desperation, he could only prepare a generous gift and give it to the Taoist priest, and then ask him where he could find the Taoist priest if his old injury recurred.

The Taoist said in an unfathomable way: "Don't worry, your injury will not relapse for 30 years. By the time your injury relapses, I will have already..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sky, meaning that he had also ascended to heaven.

Hong Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

He was already sixty years old at that time. If he lived another thirty years, he would be ninety.

He was very satisfied.

However, as his status rose and he grew older, he thought of this matter again.

Today, it has been less than a year since the thirty years the Taoist mentioned.

During this period, he was troubled by this matter and even felt that death was approaching. His temper became inexplicably much worse.

The strange thing was that he could eat and sleep, and was full of energy, and did not look like a dying person at all.

The more this happened, the more he didn't want to wait for death.

Pi Yangyang's words shocked him greatly.

He never told anyone what the Taoist had said to him, not even his adopted sons knew about it.

But Pi Yangyang actually accurately described his physical condition, how could he not be surprised?

He immediately thought of the mysterious Taoist priest who had never stopped saying shocking things, and he believed him for some unknown reason.

Now he vaguely felt that the young man in front of him was somewhat similar to the Taoist priest from that year, so his heart suddenly beat fast and he quickly called out to Pi Yangyang.

"How... do you know my physical condition?"

His voice trembled with excitement.

Wu Guangming and Wu Siya were even more stunned.

No matter how they looked at it, Hong Ren didn't look like he was seriously ill.

But judging from Hong Ren's reaction, Pi Yangyang seemed to be right.

Pi Yangyang smiled slightly, "The wound on your body was sealed with acupuncture, so it has not recurred for nearly 30 years. If I am not mistaken, there is still a bullet or shrapnel left near your heart.

"But that person's acupuncture can only seal for thirty years. After thirty years, the acupuncture will lose its effect, and the bullet or shrapnel in your body will move and compress your aorta, causing severe heart pain and death."

The more Hong Ren listened, the more surprised he became. His eyes gradually widened and he looked at Pi Yangyang with admiration.

"Yes, yes! You are absolutely right!"

It took him a full half minute to come back to his senses, and his hands were shaking with excitement.

Pi Yangyang turned around and said to Wu Guangming, "Mr. Wu, let's go."

Wu Guangming was stunned. He stood there at a loss as to what to do.

It is incredible that Pi Yangyang could actually see the injuries on Hong Ren's body that were from decades ago.

When he was wondering, Hong Ren suddenly said, "Young man...Oh, no, Mr. Pi, please stay."

Pi Yangyang turned around and said calmly: "Master Hong, although I am not from Hongcheng, I know that since you have rules, you can't break them just because I am an outsider. Since Master Hong is embarrassed, I won't force it."

Hong Ren suddenly became anxious and said quickly, "Mr. Pi, I was a little harsh just now, please forgive me. Ah Ming, if there is anything wrong with Uncle Hong, please forgive me."

Wu Guangming was startled and said quickly: "I dare not, what Uncle Hong said is right..."

"Ah Ming, Mr. Pi, please come back to the living room so we can have a good chat?"

Hong Ren lowered his posture a lot and spoke in a questioning tone.

Seeing this, Wu Siya said to Pi Yangyang: "Mr. Pi, since Mr. Hong wants to stay, let's talk more."

Pi Yangyang smiled slightly, "Okay, since Mr. Hong is interested, let's talk about it."

When I returned to the living room, Xia Zi was standing there holding a gift, in a dilemma.

"Father...this..."

He looked at Hong Ren and asked hesitantly.

Hong Ren quickly said, "This is Ah Ming's kind gift. I can't refuse it. Please accept it."

Xia Zai gave a bitter smile and had to return the gift to the study.

Giving gifts is to give people face, and receiving gifts is also a kind of respect for people.

Wu Guangming breathed a sigh of relief. If this gift was returned, he would never dare to enter the gate of the Hong Mansion again.

"Please sit down!"

At this time, Hong Ren was much more polite than at the beginning. He even did not sit down until Pi Yangyang sat down.

Pi Yangyang also made a gesture of invitation, and they both sat down at the same time.

"Sala, change the tea."

After Wu Guangming, Wu Siya and Tie Niu sat down, Hong Ren shouted to the servant standing beside them.

The servant quickly prepared a pot of new tea and poured it for them.

"Mr. Pi, how did you know that I had old injuries and that there were bullets left in my body?"

After doing all this, Hong Ren asked curiously.

Pi Yangyang took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Because the person who treated your injuries back then was from the same school as me."

"From the same school?"

Hong Ren was shocked, his eyes widened again, and he stared at Pi Yangyang, as if he found it incredible.

"Yes, when he gave you acupuncture, he used gold needles?"

Pi Yangyang said calmly.

"Yes, yes, it's gold needles! And his method is different from other Chinese medicine practitioners. He only has eighteen needles in total, and nine of them are gold and nine are silver. I remember it very clearly."

Hong Ren was even more shocked.

He had never mentioned these things to anyone, and there was no one present when the Taoist treated him.

And Pi Yangyang is so young and came from the mainland, but he can describe what happened that year clearly with just one look. How can he not be excited?

"That's the Nine Mysterious Eighteen Needles. There was only one person in the world who could use this acupuncture technique."

Pi Yangyang didn't care about his excitement and shock, and his tone remained calm.

Hong Ren looked at Pi Yangyang in shock and said in a trembling voice, "Do you know who he is?"

Pi Yangyang said without hesitation: "Of course I know, he is my master, Master Tianyang."

Hong Ren stood up excitedly and said in a trembling voice: "So his name is Master Tianyang!"

After a short pause, he continued, "I asked him his Taoist name many times in the past, but he never told me clearly. He only said that he was a wandering Taoist who regarded the world as his home. This time he rescued me, it was just fate. By the way, he also said something inexplicable, saying that when my thirty-year deadline is up, someone will naturally come to extend my life..."

At this point, he stared at Pi Yangyang again, and suddenly saw the dark ring on his finger. He laughed out loud, "I understand! I understand! You are the one sent by Master Tianyang..."

Pi Yangyang shook his head slightly. "Master passed away three years ago and never told me anything about Master Hong."

"Ah? He really..."

Hong Ren said this and pointed upwards.

Pi Yangyang nodded, "Yes."

Hong Ren sighed sadly, "I didn't expect that he was a god-like figure, and he actually died before me..."

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "Birth, aging, sickness and death are the normal course of human nature. No one can escape this law. Although my master is powerful, he is still a mortal after all. How can he be immortal?"

Hong Ren looked at Pi Yangyang and asked hopefully, "Then... in my current situation, can Mr. Pi extend my life?"

"Your life span should have been over a hundred years. Since I'm here, it's God's will. Extending your life is also the fulfillment of Master's last wish."

Pi Yangyang said calmly.

Hong Ren was pleasantly surprised and held up his teacup and said, "Okay, thank you Mr. Pi for letting bygones be bygones! I will take your matter to heart and I will fight for you and seek justice at the meeting."

Pi Yangyang smiled and said, "However, you are still within the 30-year deadline. When the time comes, you can come to me for acupuncture to prolong your life."

Hong Ren said with tears of gratitude: "Okay, okay, I'll remember it..."