Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 15: Inheritance of Zhu Youshu

"Me?"

Qinghong almost wondered if he heard it wrong.

This Wulong King actually wants to pass on his own abilities to himself?

If it is said that Wulong Wang promised to inherit the Huangquan station, it was because the situation was critical at that time, and he had no other choice.

But now that the danger has been lifted, why did he still choose himself as the heir?

After reading, Qinghong took a deep breath and said loudly: "Grandpa Wu, I don't want to be here, and I don't plan to further study Zhu You's yin and yang skills, let alone become a guide in the underworld, so..."

"It's okay."

Wu Longwang waved his hand amiably, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be the guide of Huangquan, and I don't force you to inherit this inn."

"I just want to pass on my skills to you, so that I can be regarded as a successor in the future, so that I won't be buried in the loess with this unique skill."

"As for what kind of person you want to be and what kind of career you want to pursue in the future, that is your freedom, and I will never interfere."

"So can you think about it?"

"Really won't interfere?" Qinghong was still a little uneasy.

"Absolutely not!" The Wulong King nodded solemnly.

"Okay!"

Qinghong gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement with this helpless old man.

Of course, apart from a trace of sympathy, Qinghong was more out of awe of Zhu You's yin and yang skills.

After the two finalized the matter, there was no further discussion.

Because Wulong Wang spent a lot of mental energy on using the natal Gu to detoxify, he went back to his room early to rest.

As for Qinghong, he originally planned to go home and go to sleep, but then he considered that the Wulong King was still a little weak. Danger.

What's more, Ma San, who has not yet woken up, also needs to be taken care of, so after careful consideration, Qinghong finally decided to stay in the Huangquan Station for a night to ensure the safety of Ma San and Wu Longwang.

Sitting on the grand teacher's chair in Yinhun Temple, the things that happened at night were replayed in Qinghong's mind like a movie. All these seemed so unconstrained to him, but they happened in a real way up.

It was around dawn that Qinghong felt sleepy.

After a fierce battle at night, in fact, Qinghong was exhausted long ago, but he didn't dare to fall asleep easily because he still had to watch the night.

However, seeing that the sky was already turning pale, I thought that since the sky was under observation, the enemy should not dare to attack rashly.

After lying on the grand teacher's chair for a while, he fell into a dreamland.

As for Ma San, at the moment he is still in a coma and has not woken up, but judging from his well-proportioned aura, he should be out of the danger of the madness.

After a storm, it was finally passed safely.

It was nothing at night, the next morning Uncle Chen Luo brought people to Huangquan Station to find the important person of Wulong King.

When they saw the revived Ma San, a group of people couldn't help but knelt down in front of the Wulong King excitedly on the spot, prostrating to him.

This feeling and this scene somehow made Zhu Qinghong feel an inexplicable feeling in his young heart.

In the past, he had some resistance to Zhu You's yin and yang technique to a certain extent. After all, his greatest ideal was to become a rural teacher, and he would do the work of teaching and educating people every day, helping those poorer than him. Rural children bring spiritual food.

But after the events of last night and the scene in front of him, Zhu Qinghong's subconscious dragon's inherent world view began to change, and he felt a little fascination for Zhu You's yin and yang skills.

After sending off Chen Luoning, Ma San and the others, the matter at Huangquan Station finally came to an end. After a night's rest, Wu Longwang had recovered a little bit of vitality.

But because of getting old, it is impossible to fully recover after spending a lot of effort yesterday.

But with him now, self-protection is definitely not a problem. Now that the sky is bright and white, the woman in red should not dare to invade. After controlling her body, she still somewhat taboos the midday sun.

Sitting in the Yinhun Temple and thinking about it, Zhu Qinghong still decided to go back to the pharmacy to have a look. If he didn't go home all night, his grandfather would probably be worried too.

"Grandpa Wu, if there is nothing to do here, then I will go home first?"

"Hmm."

Wu Longwang nodded slightly, still squinted his eyes and closed his eyes on the chair to rest his mind, and said loudly: "Qinghong, thank you for your help last night, I will remember this kindness in my heart." /

"Don't, you keep saying that, you're going to kill me!"

Zhu Qinghong straightened his expression, and responded with a serious face: "Ma San was sent by us, if it wasn't for his appearance~IndoMTL.com~ you wouldn't have been attacked by the girl in red, so this In the final analysis, we are still dragging you down."

"If you say these words of thanks, wouldn't you be slapping me in the face?"

"Haha."

Probably didn't expect Zhu Qinghong to have a little sense of humor, Wulong Wang opened his eyes with a smile on his face, and said with a big laugh: "Qinghong, such a simple and honest young man like you is rare these days. I hope you can come to Huangquan Station as a guest more often in the future."

"Hmm..."

Qinghong nodded sympathetically, and reluctantly agreed, but in fact he was already very unhappy.

This Huangquan post station is a place where the living and the dead are connected. Not to mention that this place is a bit ghostly, and after what happened last night, the Gu masters of the Yinli Sect will definitely come here one after another If you are looking for trouble, let Qinghong visit this kind of place as a guest, wouldn't that make life difficult for him?

But on the surface, it was inconvenient for him to disobey Wulong King's wishes, so he could only agree perfunctorily.

Afterwards, the two of them didn't exchange any more greetings, and Qinghong, who was eager to return home, left Huangquan Station in the midday sun and rushed to his family's pharmacy.

Walking to the bluestone road where he met the woman in red last night, Qinghong still felt a little lingering in his heart, recalling the experience of last night, his little heart was still beating a little.

Fortunately, Qinghong's house is not too far from Huangquanyi station. After walking for about five minutes, the ancestral Chinese medicine shop at the foot of the mountain can be seen far away. Grandpa Zhu Bianque at this time Standing outside the fence wall, looking towards the direction of Huangquan Station.

When he saw Qinghong's returning figure, a faint smile suddenly melted on his face.

"Grandpa, what are you doing standing outside?" Qinghong trotted forward and asked curiously.