A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

The sun hangs high on the sun, and even at the beginning of autumn, it still feels a little hot.

Dr. Murray was sitting in his room somewhat restless. Although he had great confidence in his methods of blackmailing Han Li, he still suffered.

All of a sudden, a sound of footsteps came from the distance of the house and gradually approached the house.

Upon hearing this familiar step, Dr. Murrow was overjoyed and rushed to the door with an arrow and pushed the door open with his hand.

Not too far away comes a shadow of a person, which is exactly what he has long been waiting for, Han Li.

Looking at each other slowly approaching him, Dr. Murrow pressed the excitement in his heart and squeezed a raw smile on his face.

“Well, you're punctual, and I'm glad to see you haven't fought to escape, which makes you wise. Now get in the house. We need to talk. ”

Dr Murray's expression at this time, charming as a neighbor's elder, brilliant as a blooming flower

“Rest assured, there are no hands or feet in the house, not Dragon Pond Tiger Cave.” Dr. Murray, seeing that Han Li looked at the house with some vigilance, hurried to explain, and moved an exciting little tactic.

“Hmm! Now that I'm here, will I be afraid to come into your house?” Han Li snorted lightly, seemed really excited, but said.

Then he led the way.

Dr Murray hurried away and let out the entrance door. When he saw Han Li come in, he tried to close the door at will, but suddenly heard Han Li's head not say back:

“If you close the door, I'll assume you're going to play a ghost trick in the urn and not talk to you again. ”

As soon as Dr. Mo listened, he hesitated for a moment, but then he left the door and said with no concern:

“I am sincerely discussing things with you. It will not be bad for you. If you say not to close the door, then don't close it. ”

Then Dr. Mo laid down on the master chair as usual. Han Li was also welcome. He dragged a stool across from him and did a large amount of work. The two had not met for nearly six months and measured each other for a while.

Dr. Han Li meets Dr. Mu. He is significantly older than before. He is completely different from an old man of seventy years. He can't help but whisper to himself: “Is what the other party used to say true, really just want to restore the essence to him himself, no distorted ideas? Did you think too much of yourself? ”

Han Li looked around for a moment and suddenly his pupils contracted. The tall and mysterious man stood silently in the corner, silently as if he were a dead body. If he hadn't had a heart to look for it, Ken Ben would not have been able to detect his existence.

At this time, Dr. Mo also looked at Han Li as if he was satisfied with his condition and said gently:

“Seeing you as you are reminds me of the situation when you first entered the door, when you were just a child over ten years old, only so tall, now? You are so tall, so old! ”

The other family used to talk like plain language. Suddenly, Han Li lost his mind. I didn't know what he meant, but he immediately raised his guard. He reminded himself that he was an old fox and had eaten more salt than he had eaten. Don't accidentally fall into his trap.

“Old Mo, I have always kept in mind your care for me, I dare not forget, if there are any assignments, please keep asking.” Han Li's tone eased and used his honor, and seemed to have changed back to his former disciple.

“Okay, okay! With you, I didn't put so much effort into you for nothing. Come on, let me take a look at your Long Spring Gong progress first.” It seems that Dr. Murray really got into the role of a philanthropist and stood up and walked over, giving Han Li a pulse.

“Old Fox! Really leaning on old age and selling on thick skin.” Han Li insinuated, hurriedly avoiding each other's grasp.

“Old Mo, don't worry, I can tell you very clearly that my Changchun kung fu has indeed reached the fourth level, but did you give the antidote to the corpse pills first? Let me relieve you of your worries and let you see the power again.” Han Li smiled and said to each other in a very sincere tone.

“Oh, my God, look at my brain. People are getting old and I can't remember. I was going to give you the antidote as soon as you walked in the house.” Dr. Murrow suddenly realized, as if he'd just remembered.

He grabbed a silver bottle from his sleeve and poured a dark medicine into Han Li.

Han Li pretended to be busy with his hands and feet. Dan Zheng took advantage of the medicine. He put it under his nose and smelled it. A spicy smell rushed up. He looked up at Dr. Mu and looked at him with a smile.

He hesitated slightly and some suspected the medicine to be true or false.

But I can't eat it, because it's almost time for a corpse pill attack. If I don't eat it, I'm going to die! He took care of the other side and used it. It shouldn't be a fake medicine. He swallowed the pills and waited for the seizure.

Dr. Murray didn't rush this moment, but slowly swallowed it back to his original place. There was not a single word to chat with him. He seemed to have forgotten the ultimate purpose of finding Han Li.

Soon after, Han Li felt a moment of pain in his stomach, but soon after, he hurried to examine his body and found that the "corpse pill” had ablated at all. He couldn't help but rejoice, and his face showed a slight trace.

These changes naturally did not escape the constant attention of his Dr. Murray. After Han Li checked the drug properties, he smiled at Han Li and said:

“Han Li, if I give you the corpse pill, that's what I have to do. Without it in the back, I'm afraid you wouldn't be so easy to practice on the fourth level! ”

“Thank you for your beauty, but next time, don't use it on me.” Han Li relieved a problem in his heart, his mood improved a lot, some believed in his sincerity, and did not pinpoint his hypocrisy.

“Now, can I ask my husband to give you a pulse? ”

Dr. Murray still said this sincere words that made Han Li difficult, and who knew if the other party would take the opportunity to stop himself.