Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 150 Severe Injury and Coma
Wangwushan

According to legend, it is the place where Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor prayed to heaven, also known as Tiantan Mountain.

It is adjacent to Taihang in the east, Zhongtiao in the west, Taiyue in the north, and the Yellow River in the south.

Since ancient times, it has been revered by Taoists as "the pole of Taoism", and it is called "five mountains and four blasphemy, ten caves, and 36 small caves where gods and immortals meet."

Throughout the dynasties, there have been Taoists who practice Taoism and practice here.

There are many peaks in Wangwu Mountain, and there are five main peaks. The highest one in the middle is named Tiantan Peak.

The Temple of Heaven is more than five hundred feet high, and there is a Xuanyuan Temple on the top of the peak, which has been around for many years.

Xuanyuan Temple is different from other Taoist and Buddhist temples in that it has a simple layout and only one main hall, which is used to worship Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

Originally, there was only one old Miao Zhu in the temple. Ten years ago, Miao Zhu picked up an abandoned baby at the foot of the mountain. Slowly, there was a boy in Xuanyuan Temple.

The place where the old and the young live is a little below the Xuanyuan Temple. In the small courtyard that has been around for a long time, there are several rows of vegetable fields in the courtyard.

It was April, and it was still a bit chilly on the mountain.

On this day, the old Miaozhu woke up the boy early in the morning.

The two cleaned the main hall and wiped the statue of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor carefully.

After checking that there was nothing missing, Lao Miaozhu took the boy down to the small courtyard to cook.

After the meal, Lao Miaozhu held two cans of something and went up to the platform in front of the hall.

The boy followed behind with a set of tea sets.

The platform in front of Xuanyuan Temple is not big, with steep mountain walls on the southwest sides, and only a slightly gentle stone path on the east side can go up and down the peak.

Both the local government and the nearby squires repaired Xuanyuan Temple from time to time, and surrounded the platform with a circle of stone guardrails to prevent people from falling.

In the southwest corner of the platform, there is a stone table built against the guardrail, with nineteen horizontal and vertical lines engraved on it.

It was built more than ten years ago when an official surnamed Su from Mengzhou came to worship Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

Before leaving, he still left two boxes of chess pieces and a book in the temple.

From then on, Lao Miaozhu began to play chess gropingly.

Although I can't read, but there is a map facing me, and I slowly got into the door.

Occasionally, some scholars climbed the mountain to worship Xuanyuan, and when they saw this chessboard and stone table, they would drag the temple to kill a few games to have a good time, and take a rest by the way.

Some people are addicted to killing, and they will point out the old temple and wish them well.

After more than ten years, Lao Miaozhu has acquired a good chess skill.

At this time, Lao Miao Zhu started to entertain himself with the unclear black and white chess pieces in his hand.

After the boy brewed the tea, he propped his chin with both hands, and looked at the pebbles on the table with doubts in their colors.

Can't figure out what's so funny about it.

When it was almost noon, the temperature was also higher, and the breeze blew in, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants in the mountains.

After playing a few moves of chess, when you look up, you will see a mountain full of emerald green, which is very unpleasant.

"Old man Mi, do you miss me, Lao Fan? Is it boring to play chess alone?"

Lao Miao wished the chess was played with full concentration, but was interrupted by a loud shout from the mountainside.

Hearing this, he couldn't help throwing the chess pieces in his hand into the chess box, stretched his head and shouted outside the guardrail:
"Come sooner or later, the old man is about to slay the dragon!"

The visitor was at the bottom of the cliff, Lao Miao Zhucai looked out and saw this strange chess player.

This person's chess ability is much higher than his, but he never dislikes his poor level. After getting acquainted with him in the past two years, he often gives advice on his chess skills.

"Hahaha, wait until I come up to slaughter your big dragon!"

The old Fan below looked up with a round face, laughed, waved to Lao Miaozhu, and walked east along the path.

It didn't take long to reach the peak from the stone steps in the east.

Lao Miaozhu looked up and saw the other party's unchanging attire all year round, and shook his head quite speechlessly.

After all, he is also a person from the rivers and lakes. I have known him for a few years and I haven't seen this person change his clothes!

This old Fan had a round face, with his right hand resting on the bamboo pole around his waist, and his left hand stroking the sparse short beard on his chin.

She was wearing a moon white tunic, with black stripes strewn all over the skirt, forming a plaid pattern.

There is a black robe on the outside, but it has a white check pattern on it.

Under a few reflections, this dress looks particularly weird.

"Don't say I don't want to miss you because I have good things to do. This time, Lao Fan, I came here with good things. Why don't you hurry up and brew the tea leaves you saved."

Before the person sat down, Lao Fan began to yell.

Behind Xuanyuan Temple, on the adjacent cliff to the north, there are two old tea trees.

The local government will send people to pick it every year, but there will always be some residual leaves, which are saved by the old temple, and they are usually reluctant to drink.

When Lao Miaozhu first met Lao Fan two years ago, he didn't know that he was from the world.

After the two got to know each other well through playing chess, they talked more casually.

It wasn't until last year that his little boy almost rolled down the steps one day and was rescued by Lao Fan with a quick step. He didn't know that the other party had martial arts and was a gangster.

To express his gratitude, he gave some of the tea leaves he had saved to Lao Fan.

But I never expected that this was a strange person!
He, old man Mi, has been doing temple blessings for so many years. He has seen quite a few dignitaries and people from the world, but none of them are like Lao Fan.

Ever since he drank his tea, Lao Fan would come to him every now and then for some weird chess records in exchange for tea.

Knowing that he is illiterate, I specially helped him to play the score. After many times, his chess strength has improved a lot.

However, this old fan drank all the old tea from previous years, and the stock at home was almost bottomed out, and this year's new tea was not ready yet.

Thinking of this, Lao Miaozhu couldn't help but say:
"What chess record did you bring? Let me tell you first, the old man's stock is almost gone."

"Hey, have you underestimated my old Fan? I brought you a pair of chess pieces today!"

After Lao Fan finished speaking, he patted the bamboo basket on his waist and continued:

"My sixth younger brother polished this with his own hands. It took me a long time to get that guy to help me."

After finishing speaking, Lao Fan gave Lao Miao a look.

Why don't you hurry up and bring up the good tea?
"Jie'er, go and get the pot from the cabinet."

"Alright grandpa, Jie'er is going right now."

When Lao Miaozhu heard that it was a chess piece, his eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly told the boy.

The chess pieces in the temple have been broken for more than ten years, and the black and white chess pieces that are not so obvious are now even more difficult to distinguish between enemy and friend.

"Hahahaha. Come on, how about trying this chess piece!"

Without further ado, Lao Fan took out the chess pieces from the bamboo basket.

I don't know what kind of material this chess piece is made of, but it is very distinct in black and white, and its color is also very uniform.

"Hey, I'm afraid it's not for the emperor?"

Old man Mi swallowed.

"I'm afraid that the chess pieces used by the emperor are not as good as my pair of chess pieces. There is nothing to say about the skill of my sixth brother, right?"

While talking, Lao Fan divided the pieces, took the white pieces and said:
"Stop talking, kill two games first!"

Immediately, the two stopped talking and began to fight between square inches.

The difference in chess strength between the two sides is quite large, and without much effort, Lao Fan will be about to slay the dragon.

"His grandma's, what?!"

Lao Miaozhu was frowning and meditating, when he saw Lao Fan standing up abruptly, he couldn't help being stunned.

He is the disadvantaged party, right?

Looking up, he saw Lao Fan pointing in the direction behind him dumbfounded.

Lao Miaozhu just turned around, and saw a few trees on the mountainside of Yuehua Peak to the west, probably slowly falling down.

Then brought down many trees below.

"Such a strong force, is it a blind man? How big does it have to be?"

Lao Miaozhu said speculatively.

"No, there was a flash of purple light just now, and then the tree fell!"

Lao Fan explained, and then said hastily:
"Hurry up and bring Jie'er into the house, I'll go and have a look!"

After speaking, he climbed over the guardrail and jumped down. He used his strength to slow down the falling momentum on the way, and then landed on the mountain road, and then swept westward all the way.

Lao Miao Zhu didn't even confiscate the chess pieces, and dragged the boy named Jie'er into Xuanyuan Temple to hide in a hurry.

After nearly half an hour, Lao Fan's voice was heard.

"Old man Mi, come out and help save people!"

"Jie'er, don't come out yet."

After explaining to Jie'er, Lao Miao Zhucai hurried out of the hall.

As soon as he got off the path, he saw Lao Fan carrying a dark object to his small courtyard.

is this man?
"I have a life-saving medicine here. Old man Mi, get some water and pour it down. There seems to be something over there. I'll go there again."

Before Lao Miaozhu could reply, Lao Fan rushed out again.

Only then did Lao Miao Zhu carefully examine the scorched man on the ground.

This person seemed to have been burned, with no hair or beard, and only half a pair of obscene trousers stuck to his body.

If it wasn't for the rising and falling of his chest, he wouldn't believe that this person was still alive.

Feeling the pill in his hand, he remembered what Lao Fan said just now.

He hurriedly found a bowl to pour water, and poured the pills into the man with water.

"Pfft~"

The water that had just been poured in was sprayed out by this person, and there were many black bits and pieces in it.

Lao Miaozhu thought about it and poured some water.

After several times, the man finally stopped spraying water and started coughing.

Then, he seemed to be shouting something.

Lao Miaozhu leaned down and put his ear close to him, only to hear a faint voice.

Xiao Jin?

Is he very important person?
"Haha, old Mitou, today is a lucky day. Such a big bird is rare!"

Just as he was thinking, Lao Fan's voice came from outside the door, Lao Miaozhu turned his head and saw Lao Fan entering the courtyard against a big black bird.

"Bang~"

After the big bird was thrown on the ground casually by Lao Fan, it even opened its mouth, but it didn't make any sound.

"No, this big bird may belong to this person, let's talk about it after he wakes up."

Lao Miaozhu's heart moved, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to stop Lao Fan's next move.

"Hey, what you said makes sense. Anyway, the bird is hairless. Don't be afraid of him flying away. We'll talk about it when someone wakes up."

After thinking about it for a while, Lao Fan was right. Seeing that the man on the ground opened and closed his lips slightly, he walked over to feel his pulse.

"Hmm, how did this damn girl do it? How can she survive such a serious injury?!"

As soon as he joined hands, Lao Fan exclaimed.

The strength of this person's internal organs is simply unheard of.

Although the acrobatics he learned in the teacher's school are not medical skills, he still knows a little bit.

And not only the internal organs, but even the muscles and bones are not human-like.

It's a pity that although this person's meridian is not broken, it is almost cracked every inch, and no one is intact.

This person is afraid to be useless!
If not, you can ask him to take action when he recovers from his injury.

Maybe he can kill that thief and avenge his master!
(End of this chapter)