Han Ming looked full of doubt after leaving Old Hua's cave. Old Hua's personality changed too quickly. Not long ago, he used strange methods to torture him later after he died, and the moment he had a kind and kind look.

Han Ming was still in a state of fear now. He secretly thanked Mr. Hua did not show his nameless mantra, otherwise he would not know how to treat him! Eighteen tortures are probably everywhere!

After this incident, Han Ming also realized that he was still too naive, his concentration was far from enough, and he took it for granted! He shouldn't be self-righteous without knowing anything.

At the same time, Han Ming also realized that Mr. Hua was unfathomable. This old man could control his life without even leaving the door. It was really amazing.

Han Ming began to wander around, wanting to get familiar with the surrounding environment first, he felt that he might stay here for a long time.

There are many strange flowers and plants next to Hua Lao Cave, planted together piece by piece, and are of varying height. Many of them are in the flower season, and the colorful flowers are scattered with a faint fragrance.

Han Ming was surprised to find a flower and tree, and there was a large pond, which was full of lotus flowers.

Most of the waters in the lotus pond are covered with white or pink lotus flowers, but there is a lotus growing alone in the center of the lotus pond. There is no lotus leaf within one meter of the lotus, and there is no other lotus, which looks very unique.

Han Ming saw at first glance that half of the lotus petals were white, and half of them were pink. He was surprised and could not help but look at the lotus not far away again. At this time, he found that the lotus was not only white and pink petals, but also a small black petal hidden in the innermost layer.

Han Ming swallowed his saliva, and when he saw this three-color lotus, a strange legend he heard when he was a child popped up in his mind. According to legend, there is a three-color lotus that absorbs the essence of ten thousand lotus and is an immortal lotus falling from heaven. If someone takes it after it matures, it can live dead people, flesh and bones, and achieve 6 gods.

"Is this the kind of fairy lotus?" Han Ming's heart beat wildly, and he couldn't help but lick his lips and his nose.

"Oh, how is it possible? If it was really a fairy lotus, Mr. Hua would let it grow here! If I had eaten it early, how could it be cheaper for me? And the legend is a legend, and I can't be true." Han Ming thought about it and denied that this was the possibility of a fairy lotus.

Han Ming turned his gaze away from the three-colored lotus, and then wandered around. He wanted to see what other strange flowers and plants there were.

Han Ming grew up next to the mountains since he was a child. He knew not very few trees, but after walking around, he saw at least hundreds of plants, but he didn't even know a single one.

"This is ginseng, so many leaves!" Han Ming finally saw the only plant he could know in a remote corner, but he was shocked. Each of the twenty or thirty ginseng plants planted casually in the corner has a year of at least ten years. Not to mention twenty or thirty, even one of them is extremely precious in the outside world!

Han Ming did not use these herbs, and these flowers and plants were all from Old Hua. He didn't want to violate Old Hua's taboo! When he was probably familiar with the surrounding environment, he walked out and wanted to go to the bamboo house that Old Hua said.

After walking a few steps, Han Ming saw a boy running towards him in the distance. An old servant was following behind the boy. Han Ming smiled slightly because he recognized the person, who was not the young master of the Zhu family, Zhu Yiwen.

"Didn't you ask you to wait for me in the carriage? I can't find you when I go back, and I thought you were abducted by human traffickers." Zhu Yiwen wrinkled his nose and pointed his little finger at Han Ming, feeling a little angry.

"Old Hua wants to see me! I have to come." Han Ming smiled helplessly and spread his hands.

"Hmph, aren't you poisoned? Why did he look for you?" Zhu Yiwen was still a little angry, staring at Han Ming with his big eyes open.

"Well, why do you say that Mr. Hua wants to accept me as his disciple." Han Ming picked up the main part and said it to Zhu Yiwen.

"Really! Accept you as your disciple? Call me a little brother, haha." Zhu Yiwen seemed to have heard something extremely happy, and his face instantly burst into laughter.

"You are the apprentice of Mr. Hua before? How could that happen?" Han Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"Why can't it be? It's all caused by two strings of candied haws, hum." Zhu Yiwen seemed to remember something unhappy, and clenched his fist, as if he wanted to beat someone hard.

"Canised haws? I didn't understand." Han Ming's face showed a hint of doubt. Why did he pull the candied haws?

"I was weak since I was a child. I was prescribed that I could only eat three meals since I was five years old, not more or less, and I had all eaten medicine and food, which was not ordinary meals at all." Zhu Yiwen recalled the miserable life in the past, and his little face was full of bitterness.

"Until I was nine years old, the old man took two strings of candied haws to deceive me into taking him as his teacher. At that time, I didn't know that my illness was cured and I didn't have to take medicine and food anymore. I could eat normal things. As a result, I was deceived and became his apprentice." Zhu Yiwen wrinkled his nose fiercely, cursing Mr. Hua fiercely, as if his beard had fallen out, his teeth were gone, etc.

Han Ming was speechless. Mr. Hua's eldest disciple was deceived by two strings of candied haws. If he became Mr. Hua's second disciple, then Mr. Hua's second disciple should be considered to have been forced by coercion and temptation. Mr. Hua really failed. He had to "do anything" to accept an apprentice.

At this time, Han Ming suddenly thought of the middle-aged scholar named Baiyi who led him the way. The man wanted to be a teacher at Mr. Hua, but Mr. Hua just refused to accept him. Han Ming now felt quite sympathetic to this middle-aged scholar. It seems that he was even more failure than Mr. Hua.

"But although he lied to me as an apprentice, I just didn't learn the medical skills he taught me, and he couldn't help but accept me as an apprentice. In the future, I will become a martial arts master, a generation of knights, and roam the world. How can I help others treat patients all day long!" Zhu Yiwen smiled while putting Han Ming's shoulder.

"Has Mr. Hua lived here before? Why do I feel that the medicine garden was specially built for him?" Han Ming was extremely puzzled by this, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, he has indeed lived here for a long time, but this is my first time here. Junior brother, let's go around. It seems to be quite small. I might have something fun to do when I go around!" Zhu Yiwen didn't discuss with Han Ming, pulled up his arm and left, and began to explore the entire Zhu Chi Garden.

I have to say that the Zhu family and the Chi family are really rich and powerful. The manor was built with nine turns and eighteen turns. Han Ming and Zhu Yiwen were wandering around for a while and found that they could not find the way back. However, they were not afraid. After all, they were still in the Zhu Chi Garden. Are you still afraid of any danger?

It was dark soon, and Zhu Yiwen was invited away by a few maids, saying that it was a unified dinner between Zhu and Chi families. Zhu Yiwen didn't want to go at first, but after the maid Chuchu's pitiful begging, he left reluctantly.

After Zhu Yiwen left, Han Ming also returned to the bamboo house not far from Mr. Hua's residence, but he saw an unexpected person.

A sick middle-aged scholar wearing a green robe was cleaning a room in the bamboo house. Han Ming recognized that the green robe was the man who led him to see Mr. Hua at noon. Han Ming remembered that he seemed to be called Baiyi.

"Why are you here? What are you here?" The scholar named Bai's clothes frowned and looked at Han Ming with some confusion.

"Old Hua asked me to live here, no, the waist card given to me at this time." Han Ming took out the waist card given to me by Mr Hua.

The middle-aged scholar in green robe seemed to have seen something incredible. He approached Han Ming with one stroke, reached out and took the token from Han Ming's hand.

Han Ming was stunned. This person was too fast. He floated in front of him in the blink of an eye! He didn't look like he was dying. He pretended to be dying before!

"How could it be, how could it be!" The green-robed scholar looked a little excited, and his extremely pale face had a little blood. He gently stroked the token with his left hand.

"Oh, Master Hua accepted you as his disciple!" The green-clothed scholar sighed after a moment of entanglement, and handed the waist-baring card to Han Ming with some reluctance.

"Ah, he wants to accept me as his disciple! Uncle, how do you know?" Han Ming was a little surprised. He turned over the token and found that there was nothing special about it except the character "龙风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风�

"My surname is Baiyi, and I am Mr. Zhu's accompanying doctor and guard. From now on, you can call me Senior Brother Qi." The middle-aged scholar took a deep breath, and his eyes became a little gentle when he looked at Han Ming.

"Senior Brother Qi? Then why are you here?" Han Ming was a little puzzled. This man was less than twenty years older than him, and he even asked him to call him Senior Brother. Could it be that this middle-aged scholar was Mr. Hua's instructor?

"I used to live here, and I will live there for this period of time in the future." Senior Brother Qi's eyes were a little lonely, as if he had remembered something.

"Senior Brother Qi, why are you so white? Are you sick? Aren't you a doctor?" Han Ming finally asked. After all, you may live with Senior Brother Qi in the future. If you are infected with some incurable disease, it would be a pity.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm caused by practicing qigong and will not be contagious!" Senior Brother Qi looked at Han Ming with a smile, as if he could see what Han Ming was thinking.

Han Ming smiled embarrassedly and touched his nose with his right hand: "Practice? What skills can make a practitioner become like this."

"Oh, let's go, go into the house, don't stand here stupidly. There are some snacks inside, you can eat some casually." Senior Brother Qi called Han Ming and walked into the bamboo building.

The bamboo building is not small, with twenty or thirty rooms on the two floors. In the end, Han Ming chose a room near the north. The room was not big. The only advantage was that the view was wide, and you could see Mr. Hua’s cave by standing in front of the window.

After Han Ming's selection, Senior Brother Qi helped Han Ming clean up the room. If outsiders knew that Lu Sha, one of the five major guards of Mr. Zhu, actually helped a kid clean the room, would be shocked.

Han Ming didn't know that this gentle Senior Brother Qi was a devil who killed someone without blinking outside, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to live with this sick person if he was beaten to death.

After finishing the pack, Senior Brother Qi gave a few words and left. At this time, he returned to his sickly appearance, walking lightly, as if he could die at any time. Looking at his trembling back downstairs, Han Ming was afraid that he would die on the floor if he was unstable.

Han Ming watched Qi Baiyi go downstairs, and then he returns to his room, then lie down on the bed in big words, listening carefully to the wind outside, but he begins to think about how he will walk in the future.

"Since Mr. Hua has not shown my nameless mantra, it is not impossible to stay, and where can I go if I don't stay now! Besides, Mr. Hua has extraordinary means to control me at noon. If I can learn one and a half-stage, I will have some self-protection power to continue traveling east in the future. And I don't know where the Jiang Kingdom is now, so I must not hurry on the road." Han Ming murmured silently in his heart, which was also persuading him.

"And, the eldest brother may have something to do with Cecilia Cheung's blood poison, otherwise Mr. Hua wouldn't mention him, so I should stay even more." Han Ming's mind showed Zhu Yiwen, the innocent and handsome young master of the Zhu family.

"Oh, stay here first, take one step at a time for the future. Be careful in everything, think twice before doing it." Han Ming made up his mind.

Han Ming calmed down and sat on the bed and began to practice the nameless mantra. He believed that he was dull in qualifications and only hoped to be more diligent and could make up for the lack of qualifications.
Chapter completed!