After listening to his father's story, Zhou Shaobai sincerely praised: "Dad, you are so insignificant that you don't go to the street to tell stories."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chopstick was touched on his head. Zhou Chaozong widened his eyes and said, "Boy, do you mean I'm making a fool of myself?"

Zhou Shaobai hurriedly said, "Why, after hearing this experience of my father, I finally understand why you are so kind and generous."

"Good and generous? To be honest, Qingchuan's trip is just one of the reasons why I am gracious and generous. The second is that I have no children for many years. Later, by chance, a monk from the Snowland gave me a slight snow red flower, which made you, a stinky brat." Zhou Chaozong smiled and touched Zhou Shaobai's head, "But that's another story. Why did he stop? Come on, eat vegetables and drink!"

Zhang Xiaofeng asked: "Uncle Zhou, what you just said is the past eighteen years ago. Have you ever had any contact with that strange man Chang Baicao recently?

Zhou Chaozong shook his head: "Mr. Chang is a strange man, I am a mortal. The fate between strange man and mortal man should not be too much, otherwise the rules of the world will be messed with. I have never seen him again since that trip to Qingchuan. I just heard rumors about him occasionally when doing business. Of course, those rumors are true or false. He didn't help but die, but because he had cured this disease, he was not interested in treating it again. This rumors must be true. He suddenly had kindness, curing the poor and not taking any penny. This kind of thing may not be false, but it is not actually the surface. He never took any penny when treating people, no matter whether the patient is poor or rich. What he pursued is the purest medical method."

Zhou Shaobai Yidai: "Pure medical treatment?"

"Yes, he regards the difficult and complicated diseases as his life-and-death enemy and takes pride in defeating the enemy. He doesn't care about everything else. This is the medical method he pursues." Zhou Chaozong sighed.

Zhang Xiaofeng said: "How can this be called Tao? The essence of medical Tao should not be to save lives and help the wounded, and to save the world? Chang Baicao even did it when he was dead and did not save him. How can his actions be called Tao?"

Zhou Chaozong stretched out his finger and shook it: "Young man, everyone in the world is not the same way. Mr. Chang refused to save him because he did not want to spend his energy on his opponents who had already won. He told me that life was short, like a flash of time, he would spend all his time on treating diseases that others could not cure. Every time he overcomes a disease, he would record the prescription in his medical book. In the future, thousands of people will save their lives because of this medical book. Do you still think that he is not insisting on medical methods?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I still can't agree with his approach. In the eyes of us practitioners, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If I have the chance, I don't want to give up any chance to save a life."

Li Yuankang nodded: "What Brother Zhang said is very heart-warming, and I also think Mr. Chang's approach is a bit unkind. Uncle Zhou, although you have never had any contact with him, do you have any clues about him?"

"Clues..." Zhou Chaozong narrowed his eyes and stopped in the air.

"Mr. Chang is either treating people or rushing to treat them. This strange man asks about where other doctors cannot cure diseases, so the news about him is nothing more than where to treat people. However, once the disease is cured, he will leave and ask about his whereabouts, which is really hard to say."

Everyone was a little disappointed when they heard this. They thought they could have something unexpected, but they did not hear any useful news.

"Wait a minute..." Zhou Chaozong clenched his fists and gently knocked his forehead. "I seemed to remember something. When I was drinking hard in the tavern, Mr. Chang got drunk and told me a secret. What he said at that time was... He would live in a place for a month every year, organize his previous research records into a book, and keep it carefully. Where is that place... Why can't I remember..." Zhou Chaozong frowned and kept knocking on his forehead.

Zhou Shaobai said: "Dad, think about it carefully, this matter is very important."

"It's all eighteen years ago..." Zhou Chaozong picked up the wine glass and drank it all. "As aged, people become dull. You may still remember it by drinking some wine. It seems that it is in the south of Lianzhou, where it is called Yang... Oh, I really can't remember it."

Zhang Xiaofeng frowned: "In the south of Lianzhou, there is a place with the word Yang...Shouyang, Liyang."

Zhou Shaobai continued: "There is Qingyang."

"Are these? It seems, and it seems not..." Zhou Chaozong shook his head. He really couldn't remember it.

When Aunt Zhou saw her husband's headache, she felt distressed: "Don't think about it anymore. Even if you want to lose your head, you can't even think of it!"

Seeing this, Zhou Shaobai quickly said, "Dad, you can think that these are already a huge help, so there is no need to worry about it."

Zhang Xiaofeng and Li Yuankang also comforted each other, and everyone continued to drink and laugh until the moon reached the east mountain.

That night, Zhou Shaobai, Zhang Xiaofeng and Li Yuankang stayed in the same room. Although the three of them rushed a lot during the day and drank some wine, the joy of going down the mountain made the three of them feel energetic and kept talking.

"I didn't expect that I could find out the news when I got home. This is a good sign." Zhou Shaobai put his hands behind his head and looked at Mingyue outside the window and said. This feeling was very friendly, making him feel as if he was back when he was young.

Li Yuankang said: "Yes, I thought the sea of ​​people was vast and there was no trace, but suddenly it narrowed the scope to three cities. Uncle Zhou really helped."

At this time, Zhang Xiaofeng stood up silently, walked to the window, and reached out to push the window open.

The moonlight shone over the room, and the scene inside the room was immediately clear and identifiable.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong?" Li Yuankang also sat up and asked.

Zhang Xiaofeng pondered for a long time and said, "I have a plan, you can listen."

Zhou Shaobai asked, "What do you think of Senior Brother Zhang? But it's okay."

"After tomorrow and tomorrow, let's divide the troops into two groups. I will follow the original discussion and go to Qiao'an to find the Five Poison Zen Master. You go to Lianzhou to find the magical elixir and Changbaicao." Zhang Xiaofeng finished slowly.

Li Yuankang stood up with a carp and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, tell me your reasons."

"My reason is very simple. If four of us go to find one person together, it would be too wasteful. The clues at hand are Qiao'an, Shouyang, Liyang and Qingyang. We just happened to find one person, which would save a lot of time."

Zhou Shaobai sat up, and he felt that Zhang Xiaofeng had not finished speaking.

Li Yuankang smiled and said, "It sounds quite reasonable. Junior Brother Zhou, what do you think?"

"Me? I think Senior Brother Zhang's intentions are more than that." Zhou Shaobai said, looking at Zhang Xiaofeng, who stood in front of the window against the moonlight, unable to see his face clearly.
Chapter completed!