Chapter 323
Sister Lan and Brother Yan join forces! [1 update]
Chapter 323 Sister Lan and Brother Yan join forces! [1 update]
"teacher!"
"Mr. Yan?!"
Binghe and Tiema were both shocked and hurried forward to support Yan Tingyue.
But blood was still flowing from the corners of Yan Tingyue's mouth. Her body could not withstand the sudden pain and she fainted the next second.
Ye Wanlan was quick-witted and quick-handed. He hugged Yan Tingyue in time and put her on the bed as quickly as possible.
"What's wrong with Master Yan?" Binghe was sweating profusely. "I've been here for a few days and I've seen Master Yan in good health. He doesn't have any serious illness."
Why did you suddenly vomit blood?
Ye Wanlan said nothing and took out the medicine box he carried with him.
Yan Tingfeng stretched out his hand and tapped Yan Tingyue's body a few times, immediately blocking several of her vital acupoints.
At the same time, Ye Wanlan picked up the silver needle and inserted it into the key acupuncture point.
However, the blood did not stop flowing.
Yan Tingyue's body felt like a broken hole, and there was no way to stop it.
Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng looked at each other and understood what was going on.
Magic.
Someone was using some magic to attack Yan Tingyue's body remotely.
But this type of attack cannot be created out of thin air; it must have a medium.
I'm afraid that the middle-aged man who came to see Yan Tingyue many times got her hair or some used items, which caused this situation.
Once the root cause is found, it will be easy to deal with.
"Xiao Wan, let me do it." Yan Tingfeng stretched out his finger and gently tapped Yan Tingyue's forehead again.
A pure force originated from the center of Yan Tingyue's forehead, then spread out and enveloped Yan Tingyue.
Yan Tingfeng's power forced out the external force that had invaded Yan Tingyue's body, and then swallowed it up.
At the same time, in the cave outside of South City—
"Oh!"
Something else exploded in the air, knocking the man to the ground.
"Sir?" The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground was stunned for a moment, and hurried forward to help him up, "Sir, what's wrong?"
The man did not reply immediately. Three seconds later, he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, and then started coughing violently.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was shocked: "Sir?!"
In his impression, the master he served should be invincible, so how could he vomit blood?
The man remained silent. He looked gloomily at the hair in his palm which was gradually turning into completely unusable powder.
He knew that the blood-drawing ritual had failed.
But the only thing that can defeat magic is magic.
Could it be that there is a Taoist doctor beside Yan Tingyue?
But in the past three hundred years, there are very few traces of Taoism in the entire Shenzhou continent.
There are still Taoist temples and Taoist priests, but they have eventually entered the mortal world and are just a spiritual sustenance.
Only the magic techniques of Penglai Mountain and Beiming Sect are the orthodox Taoist techniques of China.
However, after the war, the Shen Ce Army, Taiyi Palace, Taisu Sect and Tianyinfang all left behind their heritage, and the families that inherited the heritage are now all well-known in the world.
But Penglai and Beiming don’t even have any heirs, let alone a family inheritance.
Without Taoist magic, Shenzhou’s overall strength would be greatly reduced.
It is precisely because of this that they do not take Shenzhou seriously at all.
So what if the economy has recovered? So what if many arts have been listed as the world's intangible cultural heritage?
It will never be possible for China to regain the glory it had three hundred years ago.
As long as they plunder China's culture bit by bit and buy off China's talents, they will be able to get rid of them as soon as possible.
In just a few years, Shenzhou will naturally disappear.
But during this period, their plans have not been progressing smoothly.
"We were stopped." The man finally spoke, shook his head, and murmured, "It seems that we really have to think of other ways." The middle-aged man looked terrified: "With the protection of the 723rd Bureau, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see Yan Tingyue during this period of time."
"Wait a little longer." The man said, "King Xiaoyao's treasure must be opened as soon as possible. We must get Yan Tingyue's blood no matter what. As for whether she can still live after her blood is taken, that has nothing to do with us."
It is normal for those who achieve great things to rise to the top by stepping on a few corpses.
**
In the deep night, several fireflies shuttled back and forth in the forest, like tiny lanterns burning one by one.
Yan Tingyue was still in a coma, but the bleeding had stopped and he was temporarily out of danger.
"Sir, Miss Ye, this is too cruel!" Binghe couldn't help but shudder. "If the other party uses this method two or three more times, how can Elder Yan hold on?"
Yan Tingfeng drooped his eyelashes slightly, hiding the fierce anger and murderous intent swirling in his pupils.
"They want the teacher's blood." Ye Wanlan said in a light voice, "In this case, inviting the teacher to perform at the Global Center is just a cover."
But what’s the use of Yan Tingyue’s blood?
Could it be that some kind of genetic engineering is involved?
After a moment of silence, Yan Tingfeng slowly spoke: "It is rumored in the martial arts world that King Xiaoyao Yan Shunhua once left behind an exquisite eight-treasure box. The box contains treasures that are unparalleled in the world, but this exquisite eight-treasure box requires a certain opportunity to be opened."
"Exquisite Eight Treasure Box?" Ye Wanlan was stunned, and then distant memories came flooding back.
That was a long, long time ago. In her previous life, when she was sixteen years old, she went to the East Wilderness at the invitation of Qin Wang Hua Yingyue.
Compared to the northwest where the King of Yan is stationed, the living conditions in the Eastern Wilderness are only slightly better, otherwise it would not be referred to as "Wilderness".
That year there happened to be a severe drought in the east, which made Hua Yingyue very anxious and troubled, so she invited her to come over to discuss solutions.
Coincidentally, King Xiaoyao Yan Shunhua also arrived in the East Wilderness area and showed them the so-called Linglong Eight Treasure Box.
Unlike ordinary boxes, this box has eight sides, each with a pattern, elegant and ancient.
At that time, Hua Yingyue was a little curious about what was in the box, so she reached out to Yan Shunhua for it, wanting to take a look.
"No." Yan Shunhua snorted, "This exquisite eight-treasure box can only be opened with my blood. Do you want my blood?"
Hua Yingyue asked him to move away with disgust and continued to discuss the important matters of disaster relief with her.
If Yan Tingfeng hadn't mentioned it today, she would have forgotten that there was such a thing among Yan Shunhua's belongings.
But to this day, she still doesn't know what is hidden in this exquisite eight-treasure box.
Yan Tingfeng blinked gently: "This is also the information I got from reading unofficial history. Unofficial history says that the box can only be opened with blood. I wonder if it is related to Elder Yan's injury this time."
"Sixty percent possibility." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "But my sixty percent is already ninety-nine percent of others."
"Hmm." Yan Tingfeng said in a cold tone, "So, the other party has cultural relics from our Shenzhou. I'm afraid they looted them three hundred years ago during the chaos."
The two people have the same idea in their minds -
Since it belongs to China, anything that has been stolen must be returned.
"Binghe, Tiema, the two of you continue to guard Elder Yan. If his plan fails, he might have other ideas." Yan Tingfeng said calmly, "Xiao Wan and I will find a way to lure this man out and get rid of him immediately to prevent him from causing any major trouble."
Binghe and Tiema said seriously, "Yes, sir!"
**
The next morning, the program crew.
"Is Mr. Yan busy today?" The director looked over and said, "Miss Ye, is Mr. Yan okay?"
"It's okay. She was just too tired last night, and the teacher is still resting." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "She can't participate in today's recording, so she asked me to tell her."
"Hey, Mrs. Yan, you're too polite." The director waved his hand. "Mrs. Yan is old, so how can she run every day? She needs to take a rest. We can cooperate with her throughout the process."
After Qi Yunzhao left the crew, a position for the permanent guest became vacant. Many celebrities have been scrambling to contact the program team, wanting to become the new guest.
After all, the global release of "Collection of China" has been confirmed. Who doesn't want to enter the global film and television industry?
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
But the director was very cautious and did not choose anyone immediately.
He thought for a moment and asked again, "Miss Ye, do you have any better candidates to recommend?"
"Yes." Ye Wanlan hummed, "But I need to confirm whether he has time."
"No hurry, no hurry." The director said happily, "I have full confidence in the people recommended by Miss Ye."
He even had some expectations in his heart about what kind of shock Ye Wanlan would bring to the program crew.
For this, even if his heart explodes a hundred times, it will be worth it!
Ye Wanlan took out his mobile phone, clicked on a gray avatar, and sent a message.
【YN】: Are you free these days?
The gray avatar suddenly jumped wildly.
Good morning, babies~~
(End of this chapter)