Finally, after a quarter of an hour, Dao Xuzi began to remove the needles, and to his surprise, the tips of the silver needles all had a drop of black blood on them.
"Ah!" Dao Xuzi sighed, "What kind of person did you manage to offend? Someone actually used such a vicious poison on you..."
Gu Qingheng also had a look of helplessness on his face.
"However..." Dao Xuzi suddenly raised an eyebrow slightly, "Your master..."
"Changyangzi." Gu Qingheng’s voice was hoarse as he spoke, "If not for the unique internal cultivation methods my master taught me, I’m afraid... But the old man is elusive like the Divine Dragon, hard to see its head or tail. I have tried to contact him, but there has been no response..."
"Ah!" Dao Xuzi suddenly sighed again, a flash of sorrow appeared in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, "I am an old acquaintance of your master. If he hasn’t come, then so be it. Haven’t I, the old man, come to you?"
Gu Qingheng laughed a little: "Senior knows my master?"
"Hehe." Dao Xuzi gave a bitter smile, "More than just know each other? We grew up together since we were little... Never mind, let’s not talk about that. I’ll go call someone to come clean you up..." He said and turned to leave.
Gu Qingheng was puzzled. It seemed that his master and this senior Dao Xuzi had a history. He was quite curious.
When Gu Yao had finished cleaning up Gu Qingheng, and then went next door, Yang Ruxin had already prepared a whole table of dishes: braised pork, mushroom stewed chicken, stir-fried large intestine, shrimp sauce eggs... Dao Xuzi, the old man, didn’t hold back and was already salivating at the table.
"Xinxin, this girl’s cooking is too enticing." Dao Xuzi said, seeing Gu Qingheng enter, and laughed heartily, "I want to eat here every day." He paused for a moment, "Mm, this table is good, too; it turns. Whatever dish I want, I just spin it over. I like that..."
All eyes turned towards Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin, however, looked towards Gu Qingheng.
"Xinxin, this senior Dao Xuzi is an old friend of my master..."
"What old friend?" Dao Xuzi heard this and objected, his eyes bulging, "I and Changyangzi are... we are childhood friends... grew up together bare-butt..."
"Childhood sweethearts, huh!" Yang Ruxin laughed lightly.
"That’s not the right term." Dao Xuzi became anxious, "Childhood sweethearts are used for boys and girls growing up together. We are... are two grown men... how can you use that term?" Somehow, he seemed to lose a bit of his confidence as he added, "We should be... two innocent kids..."
"Whatever you say," Yang Ruxin chuckled and shook her head, not pressing further. But just as she was about to turn around, her eyes suddenly widened, "Dao Xuzi?" She found the name eerily familiar. Where had she heard it? A pale face suddenly emerged in her mind. "Are you really Dao Xuzi? The Dao Xuzi from Yunmen Mountain?" Could she ask him to take a look at Fang Tianze? But then she shook her head; she and Fang Tianze were just brief acquaintances. If she went to him presumptuously, he might think she had some ulterior motive.
"Indeed, it is I!" The old man immediately preened his beard with a self-assured air, "How about that? Isn’t my reputation thunderous?"
Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but roll her eyes: "Where does this confidence of being ’thunderous’ come from? Isn’t it just that you have some medical skills? And you’re always so mysterious — I really can’t stand people like you..."