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"Not for sale." Shi Lei smiled and said, "That's more than a piece of yellow pear wood, right?"

Peng Zhaoyuan's heart suddenly sank. His stomach was full of regret, regretting that he shouldn't have flaunted the origins and value of this plaque in front of Shi Lei.

"Name your price, how much do you want?" Peng Zhaoyuan stared at Shi Lei guiltily, like a pitiful little rabbit begging for a fierce big bad wolf.

Shi Lei said: "I don't want money, I want a signboard."

"You …" Peng Zhaoyuan almost vomited blood: "As a human, you should leave things to us in the future so that we can meet again. Do you really want me to end this matter here?"

He knew clearly in his heart that if Shi Lei truly were to take away this plaque, his home, which was a gold mine every day, would not need to open any more.

"Complete the matter?" Shi Lei shook his head: "Looks like you still don't understand. Forget it, I don't want to explain it to you. Will you take it off for me yourself, or will I find someone else to take it off? You don't want to deny it, do you? "

"Naturally, the Peng Family's words will be spoken. This plaque, we will give it to you." An elderly voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.

Following that, the tightly shut wooden door was pushed open, an old man wearing a white Tang suit with white hair walked in, and looked at Shi Lei with a smile.

Seeing the old man come in, Peng Zhaoyuan was shocked.

"Grandfather." Peng Zhaoyuan called out respectfully.

"Xu Yuan, I've warned you countless times. There's always someone above you, there's always someone beyond you. Do you understand now?"

"Grandfather, I was wrong." Peng Zhaoyuan's face was full of shame.

"It's good that you know what you're doing wrong. If you know what you're doing wrong, you can fix it." The old man said with a smile, "You're still young. After this lesson, there's still much you can do in the future."

Peng Zhaoyuan did not receive the berating and punishment he had imagined. Instead, he bowed and said, "Yes, grandfather. I understand."

Only then did the old man turn his gaze towards Shi Lei. He sized him up carefully a few times, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

"Young man?" the old man asked.

"No honorable surname stone." Shi Lei said. He thought that if he guessed correctly, this benevolent looking old man should be Peng Zhaoyuan's grandfather, the great master of acupuncture, Peng Quantong.

"Surnamed Shi." The old man nodded, "Then what is your master's surname?"

Shi Lei was startled.

Master?

Speaking of masters, it's not that there aren't any, but the Chen Ancestor who passed down his medical skills through soul fragments back then was precisely my master. However, he did not know what his name was or who he was. The only thing he knew was that his surname was Chen. Thus, he did not know whether or not he could speak his name to others.

Hey, an old man who's been dead for years, and was just a Chinese doctor when he was alive, what's there to say? Thinking about that, Shi Lei said: "My master's surname is Chen."

"Surnamed Chen?" The old man thought about it seriously, and at the end, he was a little surprised. "Who is Chen Jingyang to you?"

Hearing this name, Shi Lei was even more surprised than him.

"Chen Jingyang... "It's my father-in-law."

"No wonder, no wonder, you're actually the son-in-law of Hundred Herb Chen." The old man muttered, "I can see that there's something wrong with your face. Did your father-in-law not suggest a cure?"

"…"

Shi Lei lowered his head, not knowing what to say in this matter. If he did, it would involve Chen Family and a lot of Shi family's rotten grains.

Shi Lei's father and Chen Yurou's father, or in other words, Chen Jingyang's father, were good friends through thick and thin when they were young.

When the Shi Family was in trouble, both of Shi Lei's parents died long ago, leaving behind only his frail and sickly son. Chen Jingyang remembered the relationship between the two families and tried to think of many ways for Shi Lei to not be able to cure his son. In particular, he was "born with a Yang Meridian", the virtual fire overflowing, the normal situation will not live to 17 years old.

No one could do anything about this illness, it was like being born with fewer arms and legs, there was no rule of law. After all, no matter how skilled one was in medicine, the meridians in their entire body were these kind of attributes.

Even so, Chen Jingyang still did not give up. It was only until the time of Shi Lei's death that one of his legs had already stepped into hell, and due to his anxiety, ignoring his family's dissuasion, he used the long-lost "Forbidden Medical Technique" from his ancestors and used all of the yang energy in his body as a medicinal catalyst to temporarily suppress Shi Lei's illness.

Shi Lei was alive, but Chen Jingyang was dead. This was why Shi Lei had joined Chen Family to repay this kindness later on.

Now that he had obtained the inheritance of the Chen Ancestor, Shi Lei himself knew that even though his Yang Body had been temporarily suppressed by his deceased father in law, but the lesion was still there.

This thing was impossible even with the Chen Ancestor's medical skills. Medicine was not a divine technique after all, which could cure diseases and save people, but it could not defy the heavens and change fate. Therefore, Shi Lei only lived a day at a time.

On the other hand, this Old Master Peng in front of him had eyes as sharp as a torch, being able to tell that there was a hidden disease in his body with a single glance. Thinking about it, his medical skills should not be too far off from Chen Jingyang's when he was still alive, it was at least sixty to seventy percent.

Of course, compared to Shi Lei who had all the legacies of the Chen Ancestor, he was just slightly inferior.

Now that Master Peng had asked, Shi Lei said: "Father-in-law has treated me before, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live until now and wouldn't be able to go back to my roots. There was no other way, I was born with it."

He had deliberately concealed the grudges between the two families, as well as the fact that his father-in-law had passed away.

Peng Quantong nodded his head, and did not pursue the matter any further, and continued to ask: "I just heard from outside the door, that you know Sanqing Needle s?"

Shi Lei said: "I only know the Jade Clear Needle and the Upper Clear Needle, to the Supreme Purity Needle, I don't know any of them. Among the Five Style, I only know three moves."

"How could it be precious, how could it be? Now that you mention it, this old man here seems to be looking forward to it." Peng Quantong laughed and said.

Shi Lei laughed, "Of course there's a chance."

Originally, he wanted to challenge Peng Quantong to a match, but because Peng Zhaoyuan said that she had to defeat him first, he could only go find his grandfather.

Peng Quantong sighed: "Good, good, to be able to witness the world's number one needle technique before entering the ground, I will die with no regrets."

Shi Lei said embarrassedly: "Senior is too serious."

"Your bet has already been told. Our Peng Family is willing to accept the loss, but I've already sent someone to take off the plaque. When you go back, take it with you."

"Grandfather!" Peng Zhaoyuan shouted from the back. He knew what losing this signboard meant to his grandfather.

Shi Lei looked at Peng Quantong's magnanimous face and sighed to himself in his heart. Compared to this old man, he was far inferior to his grandson.

Shi Lei laughed and said: "We youngsters like to joke; we can't afford to receive such generous gifts."

Dealing with this kind of thing is like this. If you respect me a third of a meter, then I respect you a third of a meter. If you want to be good with me, then I will really exterminate you! If Peng Zhaoyuan agreed to gift the signboard to his openly from the start, Shi Lei would not have wanted it anymore.

"No, you must." Peng Quantong took two steps forward, stood in front of Shi Lei, patted his shoulder and said: "It's yours, you must persevere."