Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 30
Yang Fan picked up the little boy with a smile and said, "I thought you couldn't talk?"

"It's not good to talk to strangers."

Yang Fan waved to Liu Erniu, Liu Erniu naturally understood, took off the scabbard on his back, and handed it over.

Yang Fan: "Do you like knives?"

The little kid nodded.

Yang Fan: "Why do you like it?"

The little boy said, "I just like it."

Yang Fan: "Then let me ask Grandpa to teach you, okay?"

Little boy: "Not good, grandpa is old and will be tired."

Chen Busan, who was always smiling beside him, immediately stepped forward, and said lovingly, "Grandpa is not tired."

The little boy said: "Will you be spanked if you don't learn well?"

Grandpa snatched the little kid from Yang Fan's hand and said, "If you don't learn well, you won't spank, but you will punish your sister without food." As soon as he finished speaking, the little kid grabbed Chen Busan by the beard.

Chen Busan immediately confessed, "I lied to you, I lied to you. If you don't learn well, you will be fined to practice repeatedly."

The little boy rolled on Chen Busan's body like a loach, rolling around.

Chen Busan swayed left and right and said, "Be careful when you fall, why are you so dishonest?"

"It stinks of smoke."

Hearing that Chen Busan put down the little brat, the brat ran away in a hurry.

Chen Busan said comfortingly: "It's a blessing in life to get the mantle when you grow old."

On the bank of Fengjiang River, on the other side of Bamboo Island.

The ghost paper is fluttering, and the funeral note is shaking.

Under the stele, the hell, the paper warms the world.

On the stele, it is written that Yang Wanying, the late father, and Tie Lan, the daughter, worshiped.

There is a simple wooden house next to the tomb, which is only used as a windshield.

The girl's desolate back stands in front of the monument, but her slim figure looks even more sad.The girl's hair is teased by the breeze, holding the plain skirt but not lifting it, and pulling her hair to half cover it.

The half of the face that was exposed was too beautiful to behold; on the other half of the face where the hair was pulled away, a birthmark ruined everything.

It turns out that the girl is the prostitute whom Yang Fan secretly stuffed money into.

The young girl was wearing plain mourning clothes with black cloth on her arms, quietly looking at the tombstone, thinking of the person under the monument, and remembering the past.

Entering the improvised hut, the girl took out scattered silver and banknotes, put them on the wooden board and counted carefully, and whispered to herself: "100 taels cost 16 taels and three taels, and there are 84 twenty-seven taels , it should cost 30 taels to redeem the spear my father gave me."

The girl opened the door, intending to go to the pawnshop to redeem her spear.

At the same time, Wu Qian rowed across the river with Yang Fan, checked the land deeds, and took a look at his own country.

Wu Qian said: "I have a question that I have kept in my heart for a long time. Today, there is no one around, only the two of us. Can I ask you?"

Yang Fan was a little vigilant, he had been occupied by Wu Qian's domineering room for a few days, but he did nothing to her every night. At this time, he was afraid that Wu Qian would ask him "Are you useless?"

Yang Fan said with a mournful face, "Can I not answer?"

"No!" The woman is very reasonable, whether you are reasonable or not, she will reason with you.

Yang Fan looked at Wu Qian with a look of helplessness.

Wu Qian asked: "Why do you have so many heaven-level exercises and earth-level exercises? Are you born in the royal family?"

Yang Fan let out a sigh in his heart, it turned out to be the problem, and said with a smile: "When my grandfather was young, he practiced medicine in all corners of the country. There was such a rule in curing diseases and saving lives. That was to pass on three tricks that he had never seen before. After a long time, he collected them. There are so many heaven-level exercises and earth-level exercises."

Wu Qian asked curiously: "Then grandpa's martial arts must be very powerful?"

Yang Fan: "Extra grade only."

This height that ordinary people may not be able to reach in a lifetime, appeared in his grandfather, Wu Qian did not feel that the height was unattainable, but like Yang Fan, there was a kind of "just" gap.

Wu Qian asked: "Grandpa is so powerful, why is he special?"

Yang Fan: "He is a medical idiot, not a martial idiot. He wants so many exercises just to compile the best exercises and invent the best auxiliary medicine. He puts his energy on the source, not on cultivation. , so his martial arts in this life are only at the special level."

Wu Qian laughed and said, "Hearing what you said, I think he is even greater than those peak masters."

Yang Fan smiled proudly.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan stopped the paddle in his hand, and said falteringly, "I'll tell you something too."

Seeing Wu Qi sitting upright, Wu Qi's heart tightened for no reason.

Yang Fan said earnestly: "Can you not get into my bed at night?"

Is there any word that hurts a girl more than this, tramples on a girl's self-esteem?
Wu Yan's face was red and white, and his eyes were crystal clear.

"Since you despise me, why are you being nice to me?"

Yang Fan quickly shook his head: "No."

How could Wu Yan listen to it? He shook his head, spoke incoherently, and said emotionally: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's nothing, I'm nothing to you, am I? Have you considered my feelings? You understand me Frustrated and sad again and again? Do you think I’m a bitch so you throw your arms around you? It’s you who said you’d be responsible for me, you who gave me hair, and you who put me on your bed The one who called me a silly girl was the one who called me my little daughter-in-law in front of people. Why would you say such things to me? Since you despise me, why should you treat me well? I keep your knotted hair on me and hide your letter in the sachet. If you open my heart, you will see that it is all about you, but you don’t even want to open it for me. .I like you, I love you, but I also have dignity."

Yang Fan: "Listen to my explanation..."

Wu Qian cried: "What else do you need to explain? To shirk is disgust, not to get close is disgust. You took my innocence, what face do I have to be as innocent as before?" After speaking, he jumped into the river , Yang Fan was at the bow, and Wu Qian was at the stern. Although Yang Fan's reaction speed pulled Wu Qian, it was only one more person who fell into the water.

Yang Fan struggled to push Wu Qian onto the boat, and climbed up himself.

"Silly girl! You..."

Wu Qian: "Don't call me a silly girl, I'm not stupid."

Wu Qian turned his head away and didn't look at Yang Fan. The water stains on his face couldn't tell whether they were tears or water drops.It's just that the voice is choked, and the water line has never been broken.

Yang Fan turned to her again, "Little daughter-in-law! I..."

Wu Qian turned his head again, and said bitterly: "Who is your wife? I don't deserve it."

Yang Fan couldn't stand this capricious temper anymore, picked up Wu Yu, and kissed him fiercely. The kissed Wu Yu kicked his feet and beat his chest, whimpering, humming, lingering in his arms, panting, eyes blurred.

Only girls who hold you up are easy to talk to.

Yang Fan let go of his conscious aggression, hugged Wu Qian and said, "Can we be reasonable now?"

As it turns out, no.

Wu Qian bit Yang Fan's chest, Yang Fan gasped, but didn't dodge, just stroked Wu Qian's head, and said softly: "You have been bumpy for many years, you have lived in the wind and slept in the open, and you don't have enough meals. How much you have suffered and suffered. , that can be explained clearly in words. I feel sorry for you before it's too late, how can I not like you? It's because I like you that I dare not do anything wrong to you. Listen to me..."

Wu Qian's teeth lost some strength unknowingly.

Yang Fan continued: "Because of the experience of begging, you have some hidden diseases in your body, that is, the hidden diseases that make you painful every month. This disease is not serious, but it is not small. But for intercourse, it must be The harm outweighs the benefits. Now you are just a flower bud, which has not yet fully grown. If you and I cross the boundary rashly, it will only increase your hidden dangers. If you are pregnant, let alone whether the child will be born safely, it is estimated that you will be nine out of ten It will also be difficult to give birth."

Wu Qian lay on Yang Fan's chest, circling his fingers, and there were ripples in his heart, with mixed feelings.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Now do you understand my intentions? You just think that I despise you and don't want to get close to you, but have you ever understood how much perseverance it takes for a young man with full blood to resist eating your peach."

"uh-huh."

Yang Fan: "Which one do you choose, short-term happiness or lifelong struggle?"

Wu Qian pinched Yang Fan's waist fiercely, "It's really ugly, you are a dog."

Yang Fan pretended to be in pain to win a moment of tenderness.

Yang Fan smiled gently, acting like a baby is better than acting like a spoiled child, because acting like a spoiled child hurts himself, acting like a spoiled child will pinch his flesh.

He took out a wet booklet from his bosom, and said: "This Heavenly Cultivation Technique is a wonderful book that the half-immortal Chang Le integrated the longevity tortoise into martial arts in his early years. Although the combat power is not strong, it is the best in the world. The health-preserving exercise is very beneficial to your body. Look, it’s all wet now, and I’m going to stay up all night to rewrite it silently.”

Wu Yan glanced at Yang Fan shyly, "I don't want you to write it silently to me, I want you to recite it to me."

Yang Fan laughed and said, "As long as the girl doesn't covet Xiaosheng's beauty within three years, Xiaosheng will obey her in everything."

Wu Yan rolled his eyes, blushed and said angrily, "I hate you, dead face."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "You should say one less character."

Wu Qian couldn't react for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, wouldn't it be "dead husband" if there is one more word "gong" in "dead minister"?
Men are really bad, and they like to hold it by themselves when they defile others.

Wu Qian: "Shall we go back and change our clothes?"

Yang Fan smiled wryly and said, "Let's go. If you let Grandpa Chen know that I quarreled with you, make you cry, and cause you to jump into the river to commit suicide, he will take my skin off."

Wu Yan snorted and smiled: "Are you scared now? I'm covered by someone."

Yang Fan looked far away and saw a wooden house standing by the river, so he pointed to the wooden house and said, "Let's go there to light a fire and dry these clothes."

(End of this chapter)