Chapter 2211: Left treasure yellow, right tsubaki
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Along the way, Ye Hong was able to feel that there were many figures following him secretly.
But Ye Hong didn't care about these little ones.
At this time, he was standing in front of the yard and moved his nose slightly.
A strange and pungent smell drifted into the nostrils.
Ye Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, but approached the courtyard with his feet raised.
The moment he was about to step into the courtyard door, he suddenly felt countless eyes in the dark.
Most of these eyes are full of murderousness and warnings.
Ye Hong's mouth was slightly hooked, and he stepped into the courtyard without hesitation.
"who?!"
In the middle of the courtyard, a white-haired old servant who was originally sweeping the floor stared at Yehong.
Ye Hong didn't take care of him, just silently looked at the hut in the middle of the courtyard.
Although the house is small, there is a complex atmosphere that constantly spreads out. It seems that there are many people hiding in it.
Ye Hong lifted his feet to the hut, his eyes stopped on the two stone tripods in front of the house.
It seems that the Ximen family has an incomprehensible preference for such things as Ding, and even this place has not forgotten to put two small stone Ding.
But Ye Hong's attention was two simple lines of text on Ding.
I saw on the left side Shi Ding engraved [Old man chatting with a teenager crazy, left yellow, right Qing Cang. 】
On the right, Shi Ding is engraved with 【Jin Mao Shou Qiu, Qian Qi Juan Hiraoka. 】
"Left yellow, right Qing Cang..."
Ye Hong murmured, looking at the log cabin with great interest: "So this is [that]'s residence?"
He said, but he opened the door without hesitation.
"Hey, what's wrong with you kid?"
The old servant threw away the broom directly, and scolded, hurried over.
After pushing the door open, the first tangy smell is the strong smell of medicine.
It's full-bodied and almost turns into substance.
It seems to have entered a medicine tank.
At a glance, the assortment of rare medicinal herbs filled the whole house like no money.
Good fellow, how many good herbs are needed for this!
Ye Hong reluctantly moved his eyes from Yaoshan and looked at the figures standing in the room.
These people are all women.
There are old and young, and they look pretty good.
They all wore plain clothes and their faces were haggard.
Seeing a stranger break in, the women were all screamed in shock.
"Hush—"
Ye Hong put his index finger between his lips, and compared with a mute gesture.
"I am an ancient doctor invited by the Simon family."
Hearing Ye Hong's words, the women's faces became calmer.
But there was doubt in his eyes.
There was an older woman who stood up and wondered: "Are you an ancient doctor?
So young?
Also, what about your medical tools? "
At that moment, the old servant also ran into the house breathlessly, pointing at Ye Hong: "Husbands, this boy's origin is unknown, don't let him approach the master!"
As soon as these words came out, all the women's faces changed.
Surrounding the bed behind him tighter, staring at Yehong with a wary face.
Ye Hong shrugged and sighed, "I am a super-class doctor of the Association of Ancient Doctors.
Do you not want your master to be cured? "
"This......"
The women's faces appeared hesitant and shaken again.
The old woman asked aloud, "You said you are a super-class ancient doctor, but what proof?"
Yehong didn't speak, but pulled out a delicate small box from the pocket in the trench coat.
The box opened, and twelve gold needles lay quietly inside.
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