I smiled at Lunzhu and said, "If you have time, you are welcome to come to the Demon City to play with me."

"Demon City? Where is it?" Lunzhu was stunned. She had never walked out before when she grew up so old.

"It's a very far place." I thought about it and then explained.

"Then how can I get there? I haven't been there before." Lunzhu thought for a while, then spoke again.

"Haha, don't worry about this. When you want to go over and play, I will come to find you." I said with a smile at Lunzhu.

Hearing my words, Lunzhu's face gradually showed a smile, and her beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons, which was very beautiful.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to come to me with your brother Han!" Lunzhu said.

Seeing the two of us not taking the others seriously in our conversation, some young people were a little unhappy. Is this meant to kidnap all the snow lotus flowers here? This is simply hateful!

"I said, why haven't Awang woke up yet?" Deji really couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted my conversation with Lunzhu with impatient words.

Lunzhu then reacted, her face turned red, and she turned her head over, not daring to let those outside see what she looked like at this moment.

After all, Lunzhu is just a girl and has a very thin face.

I didn't mind much, so I turned my head and looked at Mr. Awang, then said to everyone: "It should be soon, don't worry, this kind of thing can't come."

Everyone also felt a sense of resentment in their hearts, but they didn't say much.

At this time, the Han man next to me thought about it, and then asked me: "Little brother, is your home in the Demon City?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Have you been to the Magic City?"

"I've been there, but that happened many years ago." The man nodded.

At this time, the man seemed to remember something again and continued to ask me: "How long has the little brother been leaving home?"

I glanced at the man in front of me suspiciously, and didn't understand why this man asked such a question at all.

But I also became more careful. After all, I just met this man, and I didn’t even know his name. He also didn’t know what my name is. I can’t just tell all my information to this man, right?

Thinking of this, I spoke to the man: "It's been several years."

The man looked at me with some confusion and could see that I really didn't want to answer such a question, which made the man stop asking.

How many years?

This made the man even more confused. It can be counted as several years after calculating what he had been born three years ago?

Could it be that I am the one who died at the beginning?

The man looked at me again and was not sure about such a message. After all, it sounded too incredible.

The man also wanted to ask if the acupuncture method I knew was too mysterious. When the acupuncture method was lying on the hospital bed, Old Master Awang, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly coughed violently.

Everyone was stunned. Is Mr. Awang going to wake up? If so, will his illness be cured by me?

At this moment, everyone began to feel nervous, even the Han man who looked very calm as if he didn't care about anything.

If I really cured the mental illness of the elderly man on this hospital bed, then does this mean that I do know the legendary Taixuan acupuncture technique that has been lost for a long time?

I quickly spoke to Lunzhu: "Get the water quickly!"

Lunzhu also reacted, quickly poured a glass of water and brought it over, and helped the old man drink it with me.

Mr. Awang's situation seemed much better at this time, so he opened his eyes leisurely and looked at us with doubts. I guess Mr. Awang didn't understand why he appeared in this place, and there were so many people around him, right?

"Grandpa, are you... awake?" Lunzhu asked excitedly. She also wanted to confirm whether Mr. Awang was really cured by me. If this is the case, wouldn't I have done a great thing?

"I...where am I?" Old Master Awang said slowly, speaking in Tibetan.

When Lunzhu heard what Mr. Awang said, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic!

Even the onlookers were stunned. This... I have really cured this? No way?

It is obvious that Mr. Awang now no longer has the crazy state he used to be. You should know that when many people talked to Mr. Awang in the past, Mr. Awang ignored him and always recounted some repetitive words, such as monsters and monsters. This made many people feel that Mr. Awang is no longer saved and may be like this in this life.

Unexpectedly, after waking up this time, he actually answered Lunzhu's question, which made everyone feel surprised.

If such a change occurs, does it mean that Mr. Awang has been really cured?

Thinking of this, those people's eyes at me changed, full of doubts and confusion, at least they no longer had the ridicule of the previous ones.

"Grandpa, can you remember everything?" Lunzhu asked quickly in Tibetan.

"I...I don't know." Old Master Awang shook his head.

"Why are you here? Am I at home?"

"Grandpa, someone will treat you. Your illness is cured now." Lunzhu quickly explained.

"Sickness?" Old Master Awang looked a little confused, and couldn't even remember what disease he had had before.

"Grandpa, can't you remember it? You were not in a normal state in the past and were frightened. It has been many years since you were cured by the Han brother." Lunzhu continued to explain.

Old Master Awang thought about it, then he said to Lunzhu again as if he had thought of something, "Yes! I did seem to be a little abnormal before, but my memory is very vague."

"Then grandpa, can you remember who I am?" Lunzhu asked again, looking at Old Master Awang in front of him with great anticipation.

The old man looked at Lunzhu again, thought about it carefully, then pointed at Lunzhu and said, "Are you... Lunzhu?"

Hearing the old man's words, Lunzhu's face showed a surprise expression again.
Chapter completed!