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Hearing this name, Xia Xun made a playful smile across his mouth.

"Do you know Du Ruochen?" Cui Jing asked.

"I don't know, how can I know him?" Xia Xun waved his hand.

"Yes, that big person, the City Lord Gusu had to be polite to three points when he saw him, and didn't dare to offend him. You really can't know him." Cui Jing said.

"That's why your uncle Cui Da made things difficult for you, just to make you surrender that fan?" Xia Xun didn't feel upset because Cui Cao was "scorned" by him, and continued to ask.

"Yeah." Cui nodded cautiously, "He has been trying to make things difficult for me over the years, just to drive me to death, and then hand over the fan."

"So, is that fan really in your hand?"

Xia Xun asked.

After saying these words, Xia Xun realized that he and Cui Xin were not familiar with him. It seemed a bit presumptuous to ask, so he quickly added: "Don't get me wrong. I just asked casually. You don't have to answer me."

"That fan is indeed not in my hand." Cui Xin didn't mind, and said frankly, "After knowing that this fan was a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, my father removed the fan from the wall. No one Know where he is hiding."

"This is very embarrassing." Xia Xun said helplessly. The current situation is that even if Cui Xin told Cui Da that the fan is not in her hands, Cui Da would probably not believe it, so this is equivalent to a dead end.

"But I think my father either hid the fan in the pawnshop or hid it where we lived before."

Cui Jing continued.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy?"

Xia Xun asked, she felt that Cui Xing was still too simple.

How should I put it, simplicity is not a bad thing, but sometimes it can be bad, and even bring unimaginable disasters.

"I think you are a good person."

Cui looked at him carefully and said.

"Thanks for your trust."

Xia Xun said with a smile.

"It should be me thank you. If it weren't for you today, I don't know what to do."

"Did you not help me last night? We are evenly divided."

"I'm just a little effort, what can I talk about."

"It's just a matter of effort."

"Well, I feel like I can't tell you."

Cui carefully surrendered by raising the white flag.

"Speaking again, I think your uncle Cui Da should have turned the pawnshop and your previous home upside down, but didn't find the fan." Xia Xun said.

"Well, it must be like this." Cui Xinxin felt that Xia Xun was right, as she thought. "Father is a very careful person. After all, the most important thing in the family is all kinds of treasures. I think he should have a special place to store treasures. The fan should be there."

"It's a pity that you don't know where that place is. Otherwise, those treasures will be enough to enable you to live a good life again."

Xia Xun looked at her and said.

"Actually, there is nothing bad about life now, I am used to it."

Cui Xin was very open about this. Although she was born in wealth, she didn't have the temper or squeamishness of everyone.

In her opinion, selling tofu is life, and being a rich lady is also life. There is no difference in essence.

"So what are you going to do next?" Xia Xun asked.

"I don't know." Cui carefully shook his head, and replied simply and neatly.She finally let go of the past, just want to spend every day with her sister.But because of the fan, even wanting to live a peaceful life has become a luxury now.

"I really can't figure it out. How can a fan with a picture of a chicken pecking rice on the fan surface be a Ninth Stage Spirit Tool?"

Cui sighed carefully.

"Chicken pecking rice map?"

Xia Xun's brows frowned, and he felt that this spirit weapon was quite interesting.

When I was young, I learned to draw and write with Grandpa Lu. The first painting that Grandpa Lu asked him to draw was a picture of a chicken pecking rice.

In order to make his paintings vivid, the mother-in-law went to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of rice and sprinkled it on the ground. In an instant, the chicks that had just hatched and had not even grown their hair swarmed over.

Xia Xun moved a chair and sat in the courtyard quietly watching.

It took half an hour to start writing.

After painting, he showed his work to Grandpa Lu, but Grandpa Lu shook his head and said that the paintings were too bad.

I saw Grandpa Lu picked up the pen and quickly started writing on the papyrus. After a while, a picture of a chicken pecking at rice suddenly appeared on the paper.

Xia Xun felt deeply ashamed to see the picture of a chicken pecking at rice painted by Grandpa Lu.

The chicken that Grandpa Lu drew is like a living chicken, vividly imaged, as if it can jump up, it is breathtaking.

On the other hand, the chicken he painted felt lifeless, like a chicken.

At this moment, there was a groan/groan from the back room, and Cui Xiao hurriedly stood up and ran towards the back room.

"Xiaoqin, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister, my stomach hurts."

There was a feeble voice in the room.

Xia Xun walked to the door of the room and asked, "Is it convenient to come in?"

"Yeah." Cui Cao said without turning his head.

"I have studied medicine, let me take a look."

Xia Xun walked to the bed and said.

"You know how to heal?" Cui Jing raised his head and looked at him, with a look of surprise on his face, feeling that this young man who met by the water gave people too many surprises.

"I learned from the elderly at home when I was young," Xia Xun said.

"Then I beg you." Cui carefully stood up and gave Xia Xun a place.

"Where does the stomach hurt?" Xia Xun asked Cui Qin on the bed.

Cui Qin looked like she was eleven or twelve years old, with a delicate face and a very pleasant appearance, but her face was a little pale and lacking blood, and she should have been in poor health since she was a child.

"Here is the right abdomen." Cui Qin said.

"When did it start to hurt?"

"It started to hurt last night, but it was in the belly button at that time."

"Is it up or down."

"It should be... around."

Cui Qin thought for a while and said.

"I took her to see the doctor last night. The doctor said that she might have eaten her stomach badly. He grabbed some medicine and said that it would be fine to rest."

Cui said carefully.

"It's not that I broke my stomach." Xia Xun shook his head.

"What's that?" Cui was cautiously nervous.

"It should be appendicitis." Xia Xun thought for a while, and then gave a judgment.

"Appendicitis? What kind of disease is this." Cui Xiaoyan looked blank.

Xia Xun patted his forehead, and he remembered that this is a different world. It is naturally impossible for people here to know what an appendix is, nor do they know appendicitis.

In fact, appendicitis is a minor problem, but in ancient times it was a serious problem that could kill people.

In order to verify her judgment, Xia Xun bent down, spread Cui Qin's left hand, and glanced at her palm prints, and found that between the lifeline and the wisdom line, the inner edge of the small thenar extends diagonally from the three lines, which is Below the little finger, there is a rectangular grid pattern.

"Sure enough, there are coffin patterns."

Xia Xun said in his heart.

Mai's divine image records that when there is a "coffin pattern", it means that a catastrophe is imminent. People are going to die and enter the coffin, so it is called "coffin pattern".From the perspective of physiology, the appearance of a coffin pattern on the palm is a sign of great evil.

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However, people in later generations have found through a lot of investigations that when suffering from acute abdomen, such as acute appendicitis, ectopic pregnancy, appendicitis, ectopic pregnancy and other symptoms, such "coffin lines" can appear on the hands.

Due to the backwardness of ancient medical technology, these acute abdomen diseases cannot be operated without antibiotics and cannot be cured. The mortality rate of acute abdomen is very high and almost impossible to treat.Therefore, the ancients called it "coffin pattern" to warn of danger.

Cui Qin is still a little loli, and naturally it is impossible to get ectopic pregnancy, so it is basically certain that it is appendicitis.

"Is this disease incurable?"

Cui asked carefully and nervously, because Xia Xun's expression seemed a little heavy, her little heart was about to pop out.

"It's just a minor illness." Xia Xun stood up and said.

"Go and prepare something for me..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise coming from outside the house.

"Smelly boy, come out and die!"

The next moment, there was a stern voice that was a little familiar.

At this moment, Cui Jingyu had fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and some did not know what to do.

There is no doubt that the group has regrouped to settle the accounts, but now my sister is sick again, and the bad things are crowded together, which is really a headache.

After a short period of hesitation, Cui Cao made a decision. She hurriedly pushed Xia Xun to the outside, "There is a back door here. You can run quickly. The farther you go, the better."

Xia Xun didn't expect that she would do this, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

He stopped where he was, unable to push Cui Cautiously.

"Go away, or you will be killed by them."

Cui said cautiously.

The feeling of being cared about is still very good, and it makes people feel warm.

The next moment, Xia Xun turned around and walked outside the house without looking back.

The long sword appeared in his hand, and the gentle spring breeze floated into Cui Xin's ears:

"You go to boil hot water."

"I'm going to have a fight."

ps: Zhang Tui "Fifth Division of Crystal Color"

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