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"Ah....... You should go and check on Uncle Wu! I don't know if he can make it through this winter!" When the village chief heard Bai Qiyue ask about his master, he sighed and hurriedly told them.
The houses in this village were built from bottom to top. Bai Qiyue's home was located right in the middle of the village. This was their ancestral homestead, not at the very top nor the very bottom but arguably the best location within the village.
Bai Qiyue’s house was clearly larger and more spacious compared to others'. Next to Bai Qiyue's house stood a small courtyard with only two rooms, which was similar in size to Bai Qiyue’s. It was evident that Bai Qiyue had rebuilt his family home after sending money back from afar.
The small courtyard next door served as the residence of Bai Qiyue’s master. Originally, he resided on top of a mountain since he moved there when he returned from the battlefield and built a house where he lived for more than half a century.
Before, due to their limited means, they couldn't afford to build a proper home for Bai Qiyue’s master. However, after using the money Bai Qiyue sent back, they constructed two rooms as requested by him. Unfortunately, his master refused to move down from the mountain and so the house remained empty.
This winter, his master's health deteriorated significantly. As a result, July's family moved him next door for easier care.
However, due to Bai Qiyue’s brother’s situation, they had been staying at the hospital in Qi City recently. Yesterday, Bai Qiyue’s father rushed back and saw his master lying on the bed with great difficulty even getting up. If not for the villagers’ help, he probably would have starved to death at home.
He didn't expect that his master's condition was so severe. At the time when they left, his master could still manage by himself, so they left him enough food and went straight to the hospital.
But upon returning and seeing this situation, he immediately contacted his son on the phone but there was no response. It wasn't until this morning that he managed to reach his son's friend and asked them to notify his son to come back as soon as possible.
The bond between Bai Qiyue’s brother and master was very close, akin to grandfather and grandson. In summer, July would often stay on the mountain for most of the time. As his master had lived here nearly six decades, even though he resided atop a hillside, he was already deeply integrated into village life.
When many of the elderly in this village were still children, Bai Qiyue's master moved there. Since his surname was Wu, everyone affectionately called him Uncle Wu.
The children of the village had learned martial arts from him since they were young, even though few actually mastered it. Nevertheless, their bodies became much stronger through training, which greatly increased their chances for survival in the mountains. Therefore, Uncle Wu was highly respected by everyone in the village; regardless of age, people would call him Uncle Wu.
Bai Qiyue led Xiao Yu and Lao Li to his front door. Seeing this spacious house filled with dried meat hanging under the eaves, he felt relieved. Why did he work hard outside Wasn't it for family happiness He could see that his family was living well now.
Seeing that his family was well-fed and well-housed, he felt at ease.
"Dad... Dad!" Bai Qiyue walked into their courtyard and called out. Xiao Yu and the others followed him into the courtyard.
"Qiyue, your father should be in the neighboring house, as is also your master," suddenly, a voice from behind them said, coming from one of the villagers.
It turned out that these villagers hadn't left but had been following them at a distance. This village rarely saw outsiders, and now they were greeted by such a large group brought back by Bai Qiyue. People always speculated about how much money Bai Qiyue made outside; it seemed to be true.
When one of their villagers returned in a car before, he was so arrogant! He honked at the village entrance for ten minutes straight before getting off and heading home. But look at Bai Qiyue—he came back by plane, without any arrogance.
Hearing this news, they didn't stop but turned around to leave the courtyard and went over to the neighboring house.
The snow in the neighboring yard was cleared out, leaving a small path. They followed this path into the house.
Inside the cold room, an old man with white hair and looking very frail lay half on the dirt bed, while a middle-aged man in his fifties sat on the ground burning dry wood to keep the stove warm.
Although there were wisps of smoke in the air that occasionally made them cough, the temperature inside was noticeably warmer than outside.
"Ba San, have you contacted Qiyue" The old man lying down said weakly from his position. After uttering these words, he had no strength to continue speaking for quite a while.
"Master Wu, don't talk now. Rest well; we'll go to the hospital once the road is passable," the man tending the fire said to the old man lying down.
The old man opened his eyes, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word—his body was devoid of strength.
"Master... Master..." Suddenly, a voice rang out from outside the courtyard.
Hearing this voice, the old man lying down seemed to gain new energy; he abruptly sat up and said, "Qiyue has returned!
At this moment, the man who was stoking the fire also heard the sound and quickly got up to walk towards the door. He recognized that it was his son's voice; even though he hadn't seen his son in ten years, he remembered his voice clearly from their occasional phone calls.
As soon as the man reached the doorway, the curtain was pulled open by someone from outside, and a young man, supported by two middle-aged men, rushed in nervously.
"July, July, is that you Have you come back" The old man sitting on the bed seemed to have all his strength drained out of him. After saying this sentence, he fell heavily onto the bed and didn't move anymore.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you" Bai Qiyue saw the old man like this and her face changed dramatically; she cried out in alarm, breaking free from the hands that were supporting her to rush beside the old man, shaking his body and crying loudly.
At this time, Li Suijun and several elders also walked in. Seeing the old man's condition, their faces turned pale too. They quickly turned around to tell Xiao Yu, "Xiao Yu, quick! Quick! See what's wrong with Old Fifteen!"
After speaking, they looked at the old man lying on the bed. The elder had messy hair and was extremely thin and haggard. Seeing his appearance, they looked out of the window to observe the village outside; they could imagine how tough his life must have been.
Their lives in Beijing were luxurious, with them holding great power over life and death. Yet their brother had such a miserable existence. Thinking about this, even these nearly hundred-year-old men shed regretful tears.
After Old Fifteen left years ago, they had been on a mission at the time and could only send half of their people to search for him. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find him. All these years, they never gave up searching but received no news. They hadn’t expected that Old Fifteen was hiding in such a small village.
"Old Fifteen, we對不起你呀！讓你受苦了！"看著躺在床上的老人，他們心裡非常難受，在心底默默訴說著。
蕭煜上前兩步，把手搭在老人的手腕上，細細體會著他的脈象。
片刻，蕭煜放開了他的手腕，對著李隨軍他們道：“扒開他的衣服，我要行鍼！”
蕭煜手一翻，五根金針出現在他的手裡。原先看到老人的樣子後，蕭煜心裡也是一陣波瀾，但是當他拿出金針的那一刻，他內心的波瀾立刻平息了下來，整個人變得非常冷靜。
李隨軍他們聽到蕭煜的話後，也冇有見他們如何動作，便‘刷刷刷’的幾聲破空聲傳來，幾個人縱身一跳來到了這個老人身邊，去扒他的上衣。
看到這幾人的動作，蕭煜心頭一陣狂跳。剛纔這幾位老者閃身上來的時候，他根本冇有看清他們是如何動作的，可以說他們的動作快如閃電。
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At this moment, the man tending the fire also heard the sound and quickly stood up to walk towards the door. He recognized it was his son's voice; although he hadn't seen his son in ten years, their occasional phone calls had left an indelible impression on him.
The man just reached the doorway when the curtain was pulled open from outside, revealing a young man being hurriedly supported by two middle-aged men.
"July, July, is that you Have you returned" The old man sitting on the bed seemed to have all his strength drained away. After saying this sentence, he fell heavily onto the bed and didn't move anymore.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you" Bai Qiyue saw the old man like this and her face changed dramatically; she cried out in alarm, breaking free from those who were supporting her to rush beside him, shaking his body and crying loudly.
At this time, Li Suijun and several elders also walked in. Seeing the old man's condition, their faces turned pale too. They quickly turned around to tell Xiao Yu, "Xiao Yu, quick! Quick! See what’s wrong with Old Fifteen!"
After speaking, they looked at the elderly man lying on the bed. The elder had disheveled hair and was extremely thin and haggard; seeing his appearance, they looked out of the window to observe the village outside—they could imagine how tough his life must have been.
Their lives in Beijing were luxurious with great power over matters of life and death. Yet their brother had such a miserable existence. Thinking about this made these nearly hundred-year-old men shed regretful tears.
Years ago, when Old Fifteen left, they were on a mission at the time and could only send half of their people to search for him. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find him. All these years, they never gave up searching but received no news; they didn’t expect that he was hiding in such a small village.
"Old Fifteen, we對不起你呀！讓你受苦了！”看著躺在床上的老人，他們心裡非常難受，在心底默默訴說著。
蕭煜上前兩步，把手搭在老人的手腕上，細細體會著他的脈象。
片刻，蕭煜放開了他的手腕，對著李隨軍他們道：“扒開他的衣服，我要行鍼！”
蕭煜手一翻，五根金針出現在他的手裡。原先看到老人的樣子後，蕭煜心裡也是一陣波瀾，但是當他拿出金針的那一刻，他內心的波瀾立刻平息了下來，整個人變得非常冷靜。
李隨軍他們聽到蕭煜的話後，並冇有見他們如何動作，‘刷刷刷’幾聲破空聲響過，幾個人縱身一躍來到了這個老人身邊，開始扒他的上衣。
看到這幾人的動作，蕭煜心頭一陣狂跳。剛纔這幾位老者閃身上來時，他根本冇有看清他們是如何動的，可以說他們的速度快如閃電。
"What incredible strength..." After observing their actions, Xiao Yu drew in a sharp breath and muttered to himself.
Xiao Yu now had some insight into the extent of their strength. With such power, if he were to fight them head-on, he likely wouldn’t even be able to last one round. Of course, Xiao Yu hadn't factored in his Celestial Master abilities; if he did, he wouldn’t fear them.
However, Xiao Yu didn't want to casually reveal his Celestial Master abilities.
Xiao Yu saw that Li Suijun and the others had already pulled off the old man's clothes. Sure enough, there was a flame-shaped scar on his chest. Upon seeing this scar, he suddenly recalled what his grandfather said: "To pass down this tattoo, one must use human skin as an aid!"
Only when he saw that both Song Laoye and this person had such scars did Xiao Yu understand the meaning of his grandfather's words.
It turned out that the material for this tattoo was limited to a single source: a seven-colored flower growing in the Great Snow Mountain. At that time, they only found one plant, so when these people wanted to pass down this tattoo, the only way was to take it from their bodies.
Moreover, they had to remove even a piece of skin along with it because only by adding their own skin could the ink transform back into liquid and be reapplied. Although this method was cruel, it effectively prevented the spread of these tattoos, as they came with immense power.
Xiao Yu saw that Li Lao and the others had already stripped off the old man's clothes and calmed himself down. He then held five golden needles and inserted them into positions corresponding to the old man’s vital organs.
"Humming..."
After inserting the golden needles, Xiao Yu began to pluck them rapidly. This time, his movements were extremely urgent, causing the high-speed vibrations of the needles to emit a series of buzzing sounds akin to mosquitoes.
"Fatal technique"
The old man saw where Xiao Yu was inserting the needles and watched in shock as they vibrated at high speed. The faces of these elderly men turned from anxious to terrified, and they simultaneously let out a shocked exclamation.
Even though Li Suijun had long guessed something might be amiss, when he saw Xiao Yu's needle insertion technique, his face still showed signs of shock.ects of evidence pointing in their direction."What are you saying..."Upon hearing these policemen's words, all members of the Ye family glared at them. The old man from the Ye family, who hadn't said...