Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

In the room, Li Mo packed his luggage, stood up, stretched, and opened the window.

The river breeze was blowing, and across the way was Qingyuan Mountain surrounded by clouds and fog. The scattered buildings on it could be vaguely seen, like a speechless giant, overlooking the city below.

"The scenery above will probably be better."

Li Mo murmured.

How could he be willing to be an ordinary person once he traveled through time?

But in his current situation, the Initiation Ceremony may not go as far as Wang Hu.

The shape of a tiger and leopard, with superior root bones.

Among the people in the same industry, he can be said to be the most talented.

New disciples are divided into inner and outer disciples according to their talents, and even true disciples, and a elimination system is adopted for the last place.

Obviously, with a good starting point, the people you come into contact with will have stronger destiny, and the investment rebate will be higher.

Apart from anything else, if he was relegated to the outer sect, Ying Bing would definitely not be able to see him.

"By the way, Dad said there is a doctor I know well in the city who has very good medical skills."

Li Mo turned around and said softly: "Why don't we go and take a look today?"

At the tea table.

"Need not."

Ying Bing sipped hot tea and shook his head.

Li Mo said helplessly: "It would be good to go there and relieve the symptoms."

Ying Bing was silent and raised his eyes from the tea cup. The heat was lingering but could not cover the faintness.

She looked at Li Mo, as if she wanted to see some flowers on his face.

"Since dad gave me the money, I will always pay him the debt."

"Sanyang Medical Center is not far away, just two blocks away."

Li Mo frowned deliberately.

Sanyang Medical Center?

Ying Bing took a sip of tea and seemed to be chewing on these words.

He lowered his eyes for a moment and then nodded:

"good."

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at dusk.

The city of Ziyang Mansion is brightly lit, and there are flower boats and lanterns near the river. On the wide streets, there are nobles wearing silk silks coming and going, and there are also outsiders who can be seen at a glance.

The Qingyuan Sect opened its doors to accept disciples once every three years, making the city more lively than before.

Among them, the most lively one is Jinhuan Street. The items sold here, including medicinal materials, weapons, and horses, are all used by warriors.

Sanyang Medical Center.

"Excuse me, please send a message."

Li Mo took out his father's handwriting from his sleeve.

When the medicine boy saw the recipient of the letter, his expression became serious.

"Please wait a moment, both of you. My host has gone out for consultation. It will probably take a while."

"Excuse me."

Li Mo and Ying Bing sat and waited in the hall.

After a while.

There were footsteps in the hall.

The person who walked in was a middle-aged man, dusty from travels, and his linen robe was full of patches.

He has thin features, a long beard hanging down his chest, and a particularly bright pair of eyes.

"Master!" The medicine boy took out the unopened letter and handed it over.

The middle-aged man took it out and skimmed it over, and there was a smile on his face:

"This kid Dalong, luckily he still remembers me, the old man."

Ying Bing's brows moved imperceptibly.

Li Mo heard something was wrong.

This guy looks to be about the same age as his father, so why does he sound so old-fashioned?

The medicine boy next to him said proudly: "Master, this year, he will be sixty-ninety."

"Ninety-six?"

Li Mo opened his mouth.

It is said that one gets old easily when studying medicine, but why do some people get younger the more they study medicine?

Could it be that he has practiced some martial arts or learned health-preserving techniques?

This world really cannot be measured by common sense.

"It's just a trail, it's nothing."

"Your father said that this little girl is the one who's treating the doctor. Come forward."

The middle-aged man in linen robe waved.

When Ying Bing sat down opposite him, she flicked out a golden thread and wrapped it around her slender white fingers.

Li Mo watched with interest.

Seeing that he was worried, the medicine boy added: "Don't worry, there are very few diseases in the world that my master cannot cure."

The middle-aged man in linen robe slightly curled his lips when he heard this, obviously he found the words very helpful.

but.

The next second, he let out a sigh and frowned.

Buzz——

The golden thread trembled slightly.

A touch of frost appeared, spreading quickly along the golden thread from Ying Bing's fingertips.

Snapped--

The middle-aged man in linen robe took the initiative to break the golden thread like an electric shock.

He still breathed out with lingering fear:

"So domineering!"

"how?"

Li Mo took a deep breath and asked.

The middle-aged man in linen robe almost twisted his brows into the character "Sichuan".

He thought hard for a while, shook his head and said:

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable. Logically speaking, you wouldn't survive today."

He has been practicing medicine for eighty years and has never seen any difficult and complicated diseases.

But it is simply unheard of that the coldness in a person can be so overbearing!

"Little girl, you must have been found to have a terminal pulse, right?"

"Um."

Ying Bing nodded.

The middle-aged man in linen robe pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"I'm just guessing that this may not be a dead vein, but a special constitution. As for what it is specifically, I have to look up ancient books."

"If it's not a disease, there's no way to cure it. We can only prescribe some medicine to relieve the pain."

Ying Bing was surprised for a moment and then calmed down again.

If you can see this level, the other party's medical skills are ranked high in Ziyang Mansion.

Including herself, she later went to Zhongshenzhou and found the answer from a secret place of the hidden sect with a long history.

Taiyin, moon and phoenix body.

In that ancient book, there are ten ancient and modern physiques recorded, and the author named them the Ten Jue Physiques.

Including the Taiyin Moon Phoenix Body, nine of the ten unique bodies have disappeared and only exist in legends and conjectures.

The only concrete thing that can be tested is Emperor Wu of Dayu, the true dragon body of Sheji that can suppress Jiangshan Sheji and carry the national destiny of all directions.

"This is the Pure Yang Pill I refined. It should be effective. Two hundred taels of silver."

The middle-aged man in linen robe took out a porcelain vase.

"That's not expensive." Li Mo nodded and prepared to pay.

However, the middle-aged man in linen robe slowly raised a finger:

"One."

Li Mo: "..."

Can you speak without breathing so heavily?

The medicine boy wiped his saliva and said repeatedly: "It's already worth spitting out blood. If Master hadn't felt that he had lost face today, he wouldn't have..."

"Um?"

The middle-aged man in linen robe stared at him, and the medicine boy stopped talking.

"Not expensive, not expensive!"

"I want a hundred pills, thank you."

As if by magic, Li Mo slapped a stack of banknotes on the table, and even a few ingots of gold.

Medicine boy: "!"

The middle-aged man in linen robe: "?"

Ying Bing raised her eyebrows.

You can hear needle drops in the medical center for an instant.

The thick banknotes looked like more than 10,000 taels at a rough glance. Those ingots of gold were more valuable. Gold was precious. Although there was little gold circulating in the market, it still had a market value.

If it were exchanged for silver, it would still be much higher than the market price!

No matter what, it adds up to twenty thousand taels.

Even in Ziyang Fucheng, where every inch of land is very expensive, it is enough to buy a magnificent mansion.

"I have some private rooms."

Li Mo smiled shyly: "That should be enough, right?"

"Hundred Pills, you came to my place to buy some goods. Can you buy them back for dinner?"

"Just one bottle, twelve pills."

The middle-aged man in linen robe slightly twitched his mouth and pushed the bottle forward.

"Alright."

Li Mo reluctantly nodded.

He bowed his hands and left together with Ying Bing.

Looking at the two people disappearing into the night, the middle-aged man in linen robe touched his chin, suspicious:

"Didn't you say that the relationship between these two little guys is very tense? Why are you still worried about running out of money?"

He picked up the frosted gold thread on the ground with a thoughtful expression.

If it really is a certain kind of constitution...

This child's talent is probably unimaginable!

"Master, there is a message from the clan."

The medicine boy came back with an eagle in his arms, took off the bamboo tube it was holding, and fed it some dried meat.

The letter clearly stated:

[Sixth Elder Xue Jing personally opened the ceremony. 】

After reading the letter, he smashed it and looked at the backyard:

"Go back to the sect and bring the alchemy furnace with you."

"yes."

The pink and jade medicine boy nodded and ran to the backyard, saying "Hey".

The dragon-tiger copper stove, which was two people tall, was spinning and resting on his thin shoulders.

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the other side.

The bustling night market is about to go out, there are fewer pedestrians, and only the unburned street lights are left swaying.

The fireworks in the street disappeared, and the stars in the sky above our heads started to twinkle.

"Pity."

"I heard there are a lot of snacks at Ziyangfu Night Market, so I have to come earlier next time."

He held two skewers of willow leaf grilled fish, a specialty of Ziyang Mansion, and took a bite. It was delicious and fragrant, without any fishy smell, and even the spines were crispy.

"Taste it?"

Li Mo turned around and handed over the fish.

Ying Bing looked intently at the young man with stains on his mouth, and doubts arose in his heart.

After being reborn, she thought everything would develop as expected.

But he seemed to be the exception.

"Why?"

Ying Bing took the initiative to ask questions for the first time.

Li Mo was in a good mood and grinned:

"I can't do it hard, so I can only do it soft."

"What if you are a docile donkey and throw yourself into my arms because you are moved?"

After the words fell, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Ying Bing, who didn't hear a satisfactory answer, had a calm look in his eyes, and it was obvious that the joke he just made fell on deaf ears.

Sure enough, we can't expect Bingtuozi to have any humorous bacteria...

"Okay, okay."

"You have been wronged by me a lot in the past. Think of it as compensation or investment."

"It's only more than two thousand taels of silver in total. When I join the Qingyuan Sect, it will only be small money."

Li Mo waved his hand, looking rich and wealthy.

Regardless of whether we are strong or not, we will never be poor in the future.

Ying Bing frowned slightly.

How could he be confident?

In the last life, Li Mo clearly only entered the outer gate, and he did so reluctantly.

The root bone can be said to be quite unremarkable.

The young man still knew nothing about it, and seemed to be imagining that he would shine in a few days...

"call--"

The night wind blew by, and the shadow of the lamp swayed, making the youthful expression on his face flicker in and out.

Ying Bing was suddenly startled.

In the dusty memory, a distant and unfamiliar figure flashed.

That was her in the past. Under the eyes of countless people watching a play, she bowed to an elder of the Qingyuan Sect and swore that her pulse would be opened within half a year.

Where did I get my confidence at that time?

"I accept this love."

The beautiful voice just fell.

[Investment successful, investment: twelve three-line pure Yang pills. 】

[If the investment is successful, your words will change the other person's mood. 】

[This investment successfully changes the life trajectory of the investment object, and the feedback reward will be a critical hit. 】

[Congratulations to the host for receiving special feedback! 】

"Change of mood?"

Li Mo didn't know why, and he didn't say anything special.

The daughter of destiny is the daughter of destiny, everyone can understand this.

Special feedback....Reward for critical hit.....

It's a sign of a big shipment!

"Do you want some grilled fish? It smells delicious."

"No."

"Uh, are the little flying fish coming?"