The herb was tiny, as if it had just sprouted, only revealing a few delicate shoots, which in the early spring, were most endearing.
Han Xuzi also lowered his head to take a look for a mont, "What is this?"
He hadn’t seen it before, but it was definitely not a wild grass.
"Let’s allow it to grow before we study it!" Yun Jinnian suggested.
Duanchang Grass was highly poisonous; anything planted near it would die, including weeds, but here was sothing else that had appeared.
"Hmm, when the ti cos, both of us, grandfather and grandson, will study it together!" Han Xuzi said, then cast his gaze towards the dicine chest on Yun Jinnian’s body.
It didn’t look new but had no signs of wear either.
"Co on, let’s find a spot where grandpa can take a look at the surgical knives your mother bought for you!"
"Alright!"
Their grandfather and grandson duo found a pavilion to sit down in.
There was a thick cushion on the stone bench that made it not cold to sit down at all.
Yun Jinnian opened the dicine chest and took out a set of knives, thirty-six in total, each with a different style and purpose.
Han Xuzi was taken aback when he saw the knives.
"Grandpa, what’s wrong?" Yun Jinnian asked softly.
Was there sothing wrong with this set of knives?
"No, nothing, make sure you take good care of them and also learn dical skills properly from your grandpa, understand?"
"Yes!"
"Good child, since it’s a dicine chest, how can it be without dicine? Later, let’s go to the pharmacy and get so golden sore dicine and Detoxification Pill to put in it. Once you’re able to produce dicine on your own in the future, you can replace them with ones you’ve made!"
"Grandpa’s dicine is worth its weight in gold; I’ll put more in!"
It was rare for Yun Jinnian to be playful, showing the childlike nature of a twelve-year-old, which made Han Xuzi smile.
"With this small chest, however much you can fit, go ahead and fill it!" Han Xuzi paused and then said, "Do you know about the mad doctor, Dugu Feijue?"
"The one from a century ago?"
"Yes, that’s him!"
"I’ve read about him. It’s said that his dical skills were extraordinary. Allegedly, if he wanted to keep soone alive until dawn, even the King of Hell wouldn’t dare to take them away prematurely. He used the sa knife for both killing and saving lives, and each ti he killed, the attendant would have to take the knives back..." Yun Jinnian paused, looking at the set of knives, "Grandpa, could it be?"
"Hmm, if your grandpa isn’t mistaken, these are the ones you bought today. However, they were buried with Dugu Feijue long ago. Last April or May, there were rumors in the martial world that Dugu Feijue’s grave had been robbed..."
Yun Jinnian turned pale upon hearing this.
Chu Yu had gone to such lengths to find these knives for her; no wonder he had said their acquisition was difficult and that she should take good care of them.
Her gaze fell, and her eyes reddened slightly.
Han Xuzi thought Yun Jinnian was frightened and laughed again, "This burial isn’t what you’re thinking. The mad doctor probably just set up a Ceremonial Tomb with many challenges. These knives and his lifeti’s dical skills were ant for those destined in later generations to find them. But to take anything from the Ceremonial Tomb without considerable ability is futile!"
Yun Jinnian suddenly thought of the rare dical Books Chu Yu had given her.
Her heart clenched tighter.
"Alright, your grandpa told you about this to encourage you to strive further and also to let you know the value of these knives! People in the martial world will fight over these knives, but if your dical skills are extraordinary, no one will covet them!"
In the martial world, there were unspoken rules. Han Xuzi hoped that Yun Jinnian would not only be his granddaughter but also be one of the most renowned doctors in the martial world, surpassing the old with the new at the best!
"Grandpa, I will work hard to learn!"
Han Xuzi nodded, "Good child, tonight your grandpa will take you to a place!"
"What place?" Yun Jinnian was curious.
"The Charity House!"
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