When the three of them first arrived at the ruined temple, the grandfather and grandson were already resting in a dark corner here.

We were all strangers passing by to take shelter from the rain, so we didn't bother each other.

At this time, it would be a serious sin to end the life of a child because of his lies.

"Uncle." She tugged on Cheng Yi's sleeve.

Cheng Yi looked down at Shaotang and signaled to stop talking, but he knelt down and spoke softly to the child.

"Little boy, your grandpa is sick. I am a doctor. Can you let me take a look at him?"

The child in purple clothes suddenly opened his eyes, his big eyes full of fear and suspicion.

Cheng Yi added: "I see that his face looks very bad and his breathing is weak, as if he has been poisoned. If you let me take a look, maybe he can be saved."

The child in purple's eyes shone when he heard the word "poisoned". He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

Cheng Yi gently raised the old man's arm and placed three fingers of his right hand on the old man's veins.

Ran Shaotang took a deep breath in his heart.

I am really worried.

Uncle Master is a disciple of Yaowang Sect, how can he kill someone?

She also squatted down, stretched out her hand and said to the child in purple: "I'll take your pulse too."

The child in purple seemed to be very afraid of her. Instead of extending his hand to her, he put his hand behind his back.

Ran Shaotang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but touch the birthmark under his eyes. Remembering that the children seemed to dislike him, he smiled indifferently.

Xie Yingren saw a slightly ferocious black mole growing on the bridge of the child's nose. He was shocked and quickly looked at his master.

Cheng Yi happened to look towards the kid in purple clothes, and his eyes met his apprentice's.

He put the old man's arm back on, but the old man didn't wake up from the beginning to the end. He probably would never wake up again.

"Son, there is nothing you can do about your grandfather's illness. Do you want me to take a look?"

The light in the child's eyes dimmed again and he shook his head.

Cheng Yi sighed, held the hands of Xie Yingren and Ran Shaotang, and walked directly to the temple entrance.

Ran Shaotang looked up at Cheng Yi in surprise. Although he didn't understand why he left in the rain, he didn't ask any more questions.

Xie Yingren sank down and grabbed Cheng Yi: "Master, it's my baggage."

Cheng Yi looked back at the bonfire and said, "Just take the parcels you carry with you, not the pots and pans."

Xie Yingren nodded and ran over. He rewrapped the package and carried it on his back, then quickly ran to Cheng Yi who was waiting for him.
Chapter completed!