Chapter 8468: What Is the Cup For?

This is a man in his fifties covered in coal dust. He is dressed in tattered clothes. He is a charcoal seller who works hard all year round. However, he looks very strong. Obviously, he cannot do this job without a good body.

"Huh? Isn't this Pan Lao Si? You are sick with your body?"

"Pan Lao Si has come to see a doctor? What a guy! I haven't seen him for many years!"

"Pan Lao Si, take it easy when pulling the charcoal cart! Your whole family depends on you for food!"

...

Many people in Qingfeng Street who sat aside to rest after seeing a doctor recognized that this middle-aged man covered in coal dust was the charcoal seller Pan Lao Si.

But at this time, Pan Lao Si sat motionless!

His cloudy eyes just stared at Ye Wu Que, not blinking.

It was not until a few breaths later that Ye Wu Que finished writing the prescription and handed it to the young man Ah Cheng as usual, asking him to take the patient to get the medicine.

At this moment, Ye Wu Que looked at Pan Lao Si in front of him.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Ye Wuque asked softly, his eyes calm.

"I feel uncomfortable in my heart..."

Hearing this, Pan Laosi's voice sounded, with a hint of hoarseness, as if it was because he had been with coal all day and inhaled too much coal dust, which made his throat like this.

"Any disease has a cause, it will not appear out of thin air."

Ye Wuque replied.

"Yes! The cause of my illness is actually very simple. It's like I'm a charcoal seller. The coal in my home is stored in the warehouse and has been well kept. There are too many things to pay attention to when storing coal. It can't be damp, there can't be open flames, and there can't be high temperatures. It's extremely troublesome and requires caution. For this reason, there are even people hired to watch the charcoal, for fear of accidents, for fear that there will be problems with the charcoal in the warehouse."

"It can be said that it took a lot of effort and energy for a long time to keep the coal in the warehouse well preserved."

"But!"

"Even though I was so attentive and spent so much energy, an accident still happened a few days ago!"

"Not only are all the people who watch the charcoal gone, but the coal is gone too!"

"My things just disappeared!"

"Shopkeeper Ye..."

"If you were me, would you be sad? Would you be sad? Would you be angry? Would you..."

"Want to kill someone?"

After Pan Lao Si spit out the last three words in a hoarse voice, it seemed to carry a touch of solemnity.

But Pan Laosi's voice was not low, and many patients heard it, and they all showed some confusion.

"Pan Laosi, what are you talking about?"

"What a weird thing! What warehouse? What about hiring people? You work hard to earn two dollars, but you can just feed your family, right? Why are you pretending?"

"Pan Laosi, if you are sick, go to see a doctor, if you are not sick, don't bother Shopkeeper Ye!"

"That's right, you come here to tell a story? Are you bored? Be careful that the carbon truck will be taken away by others, and you will have no place to cry when the time comes!"

...

As a result, many patients who came to see the doctor in the pharmacy spoke one after another. For a while, they all thought that Pan Laosi came here out of boredom.

Only Ye Wuque was still calm, and it seemed that there was no change in his expression because of Pan Laosi's long speech. He just gave a faint answer, a very simple sentence.

"How do you prove that the warehouse and coal are yours?"

As soon as Ye Wuque said this, many patients nodded subconsciously!

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire pharmacy seemed to become heated.

The solemnity brought by Pan Laosi's words disappeared, and it became a little funny.

Pan Laosi's turbid eyes looked deeply at Ye Wuque, and then continued to speak hoarsely.

"No one can steal my things casually!"

"The coal that belongs to me must be taken back eventually."

"At that time, the thief will have to pay an unimaginable price."

"Shopkeeper Ye, what do you think?"

After saying the last sentence, Pan Laosi stood up and turned away.

Ye Wuque just glanced at Pan Laosi's back and retracted his gaze and continued to speak.

"Next patient."

The appearance of Pan Laosi seemed to be just an inexplicable episode, which was soon forgotten. Ye Wuque continued to treat patients.

Time passed slowly, and soon, night fell again.

Only after the last patient was seen did Ye Wuque stand up, stretch, and then start proofing as usual.

Ye Wuque didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and walked slowly until the doors of the medicine shop were all closed.

Then Ye Wuque began to count the medicinal materials, and after another half an hour of busy work, he finally finished the counting.

After doing all this, Ye Wuque made himself a pot of hot tea.

The steam was steaming, and the green tea leaves were surging in it, and the tea fragrance spread little by little.

When the surging tea leaves returned to calm, Ye Wuque's figure had disappeared from the spot.

Dengming City.

Cangyu Street.

The ruins of the former Heiri Villa were empty.

Night fell, and it was pitch black.

But on this empty stone, there seemed to be a strong figure sitting here.

In front, in the night, a tall and slender figure slowly stepped forward, gradually approaching.

Ye Wuque looked calmly at the muscular figure on the stone, it was Pan Laosi.

When Pan Laosi saw Ye Wuque appear, a fascinating light flashed in his cloudy eyes!

The two were about ten feet apart, and Ye Wuque stood still.

Wow!

I saw Pan Laosi throwing something towards Ye Wuque, it seemed to be a package, and it happened to fall at Ye Wuque's feet.

The package spread out, and a bloody... head rolled out from it!

Beautiful and beautiful.

This is the head belonging to Yan Fang Shu.

But Ye Wuque only glanced at it and then looked at Pan Laosi again.

"Shopkeeper Ye, you're welcome, this is just a gift from me."

"Are you satisfied?"

Pan Laosi came out with a hoarse voice, giving people an inexplicable feeling of horror in the night.

Ye Wuque didn't speak, but still watched quietly.

Pan Laosi, on the other hand, continued to speak as if he was thinking of himself: "I'm very curious, who...are you?"

"Where did it come from?"

"Although your origin is very clear, you are from Dengming City, but I know that you cannot be from Dengming City at all."

"There is no way there is someone like you in this 'Immortal Origin Ancestral Land'..."

"So, can you clear up my confusion?"

After saying this, Pan Laosi paused, then grinned, with a hint of forlornness in his smile, and then continued.

"If your answer is accurate and satisfies me, maybe in a good mood, you can..."

"Save your life!"

"How about it?"

"Mercy?"

"I'm sincere, right?"

Ye Wuque, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, shook his head slightly when he heard this.

"You used the power of your soul to occupy the body of a mortal to see me. It's already very insincere."

"You still talk so pretentiously."

"I don't like it even more."

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed towards Pan Laosi!

Sitting Pan Laosi seemed to feel something, and immediately said: "I advise you not to do this!"

"Cherish this opportunity given to you to communicate!"

"This is also the only chance!"

"Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences..."

Buzz!

Suddenly, Pan Laosi's voice stopped abruptly, his head tilted, as if he fell asleep.