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Chapter 91 Tsundere and Stubborn Hu Qingniu (2 in 1)

Meng Xiuyuan turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man with a handsome face and good manners approaching, but it did not match the funny "Hu Qingniu" image in Meng Xiuyuan's impression.

I think it should be when casting the TV series, considering its "wife-loving madman" and "weird personality" image, so I deliberately selected some actors who can show comedy effects.

However, Meng Xiuyuan didn't think about it carefully, but smiled and said:
"Wudang Meng Xiuyuan met Mr. Hu, the Immortal Doctor.

Thanks to your care, sir, for the past two years, my nephew Wuji.

For the grace of curing illnesses and wounds, I will thank you here on behalf of my five senior brothers. "

Hu Qingniu couldn't help being taken aback when he heard Meng Xiuyuan's words.

He didn't expect that Meng Xiuyuan, the so-called "decent young hero", would be so polite to him despite his bad attitude at the beginning.

You know, he had heard in the room just now that the purpose of Meng Xiuyuan's trip was to take that Zhang Wuji away.In other words, Meng Xiuyuan didn't want anything from him at the moment, so he was hypocritically flattering him.

As a member of the Ming Cult, I have always been used to the contempt and hostility of the major sects in the Central Plains. Seeing such a normal person suddenly, I couldn't help giving Meng Xiuyuan a high look.

But when the words came to his mouth, he was still habitually a little yin and yang:

"There's no need to say these polite words, I didn't save this kid just to get you to thank me.

I, Hu Qingniu, was nicknamed 'I'll never save you from death', except for the brothers from the Ming Cult who begged to come to my door, the rest of the people thanked me and flattered me in every possible way, and I wouldn't even give them a second glance.

The reason why Zhang Wuji was rescued was also because his uncle Yin Yewang brought him to the door. I think he is the grandson of the White-browed Eagle King, so he did it.

The Eagle King was originally one of the four guardians of my Ming Cult. Later, he founded the Sky Eagle Cult, but he was at odds with the brothers in the sect, but he did not betray the Ming Cult. He was regarded as a branch of the Ming Cult.

The Yin Ye King promised me that after I cured the cold poison of this kid, he would immediately let him join the Sky Eagle Sect.

In this way, what I saved is my own brother in my religion, and what does it have to do with you people who claim to be decent? "

After finishing speaking, Hu Qingniu stroked his beard with a proud look.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan was not angry, but looked at Zhang Wuji beside him in surprise:
"Your uncle did say that he made you join the Skyhawk Sect?"

Zhang Wuji was very flustered for a while, facing Meng Xiuyuan's faltering, he didn't know how to explain it, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence:
"It is true, little uncle. I have already mentioned it in my letter to Dad."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded when he heard the words, and did not blame Zhang Wuji.Because even after careful consideration, he felt that this was indeed the best method at the time.

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu are not dead, then both of them are still a family, which sect is not a member.

At that time, in order to make Hu Qingniu agree to heal Zhang Wuji's wounds, it is understandable for King Yin Ye to say such words.

Besides...

"Yin Ye Wang said that if you cured Wuji, let him join the Sky Eagle Sect

Then I would like to ask Mr. Hu, Wuji's cold poison, have you cured it? "Meng Xiuyuan looked at Hu Qingniu with a slight smile.

"This..." Hu Qingniu was speechless when he heard the words.

He prided himself on his medical skills being unparalleled in the world, but he tried his best to treat Zhang Wuji for two years, but it was still difficult to get rid of the cold poison in his body.

In detail, after clearing the cold poison in Wuji's internal organs, Hu Qingniu thought hard and made many ingenious methods, but he was still unable to force out the evil poison scattered into the triple burner in Zhang Wuji's body.

It is true that the cold poison has penetrated too deeply into the body, to the point where the medicine stone is ineffective.

Of course, Hu Qingniu would not tell Meng Xiuyuan such a detailed reason.As a "Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal", Hu Qingniu has his own pride and will not shirk his failures to objective reasons.

So when he spoke again, although he was still stubborn, his momentum was a little weaker:
"Hmph, don't blame me for not reminding you, if this kid stays with me, I can still keep him alive for five or six years.

But if you want to take him away now, he probably won't last a year.

Meng Shaoxia, you have to think about it, is the face of your Wudang faction more important, or this kid's life?

It's not that I feel sorry for this kid, but if he dies too soon, I'm afraid he will fall into my reputation of 'the Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal'. "

As he said that, Hu Qingniu pretended to be inadvertent, put his hand on Zhang Wuji's shoulder, and secretly stimulated the acupoints on the Taiyin Lung Meridian of his hand, causing Zhang Wuji to cough repeatedly, showing a weak appearance.

This was obviously because Meng Xiuyuan didn't know the importance and insisted on taking Zhang Wuji away and killing him, so he did it on purpose.

Meng Xiuyuan saw that he was obviously concerned about Zhang Wuji, but insisted on being stubborn, and felt that although this person had a strange personality, he was actually quite interesting, so he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, Hu Qingniu couldn't help but misunderstood what Meng Xiuyuan meant, thinking that Meng Xiuyuan was laughing at him and talking big, because he didn't trust him, and became more and more anxious:

"I'm telling you so much because this kid is half of my Ming Cult.

Otherwise, even if you beg me with a thousand pieces of gold, I won't say a word to you..."

Unexpectedly, just in the middle of what he said, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly slapped him without warning.

Although Hu Qingniu knew some kung fu, but in front of Meng Xiuyuan, he was completely useless.

In the blink of an eye, he didn't have time to react at all, he just felt his eyes go dark, and a gust of fiery and violent true energy rushed towards his face, covering his whole body in it.

Although Hu Qingniu wanted to say something, but he was forced by the yang zhenqi, but he felt his mouth was dry and his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't utter a word.

The next moment, just when Hu Qingniu had already admitted that he was dead, and had begun to bid farewell to his beloved wife in his heart, the oncoming Zhiyang Qi suddenly began to weaken.

He opened his eyes in a little panic and saw that Meng Xiuyuan was still looking at him with a faint smile.

"Mr. Hu, how angry am I?"

Hearing what Meng Xiuyuan said, Hu Qingniu immediately realized what Meng Xiuyuan meant.

When he spoke again, he was no longer as arrogant as before, but nodded seriously:

"That's right, this true energy is strong enough to be positive, maybe it can really relieve the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body.

I've heard from him since I came here that there is a young martial uncle who is extremely kung fu, and he is looking for the "Nine Suns Divine Art" all over the world to heal his injuries.

At first I thought it was bragging, but I didn't expect to see it today, it was true. "

After seeing Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu, Hu Qingniu's attitude improved a lot.

Respecting the strong is an unspoken rule in this arena.There was no real enmity between the two parties, it was just a difference in stance and a bit of "arrogant" nature, which made Hu Qingniu keep talking coldly to Meng Xiuyuan.

Now that he has personally experienced Meng Xiuyuan's strength, recalling Meng Xiuyuan's kind attitude towards him before, Hu Qingniu's impression of Meng Xiuyuan immediately became much higher.

And this was exactly what Meng Xiuyuan wanted.The reason why he took this action was mainly because he wanted to elicit the following words:

"Mr. Hu, I have always been in contact with people, only looking at their character, not their sect origin.

Although you are a member of the Ming Cult, you also have the nickname of "do not save yourself", but I have never seen you take the initiative to harm others, so there is no reason to be an enemy of you.

On the contrary, your medical skills are superb, and I appreciate it very much.

So, I have a deal, Mr. Hu, are you interested? "

When Hu Qingniu heard Meng Xiuyuan's words, he thought for a while, then understood what Meng Xiuyuan meant, and said with a slight frown:
"Meng Shaoxia, the deal you mentioned means that you are willing to help me deal with the invading enemy, right?

As for me, apart from my medical skills, I have nothing to grow. If I say bargaining chip, it must also come from this.

Am I right? "

Meng Xiuyuan nodded and said with a smile, "What Mr. Hu said is exactly."

Zhang Wuji on the side heard the conversation between the two, his eyes lit up, he quickly grabbed Hu Qingniu's hand and said:
"Mr. Hu, please promise my little uncle.

Although I don't know exactly what kind of crisis you have encountered, but now that I think about it, you have been sad and angry all these days, and I think it must be because the enemy is strong and you can't handle it yourself.

Little Martial Uncle is very good at kung fu. Back then on Wudang Mountain, he alone beat those wicked people who came to threaten my parents. Masters from Shaolin, Kongtong and Kunlun schools were all defeated by him.

And at that time, I was kidnapped by those two villains who knew the mysterious palm, and it was the little uncle who rescued me.

Although I was hurt and uncomfortable at the time, I could clearly see that the two villains couldn't withstand the palm of my junior martial uncle, and they were beaten and fled in a hurry.

Mr. Hu, didn't you tell me when you treated my wounds that the Xuanming Divine Palm is the world's top martial art.Those two villains who know how to master Xuanming God's palm can't beat my little uncle, what kind of enemy you are, let alone his opponent..."

Zhang Wuji took Hu Qingniu's hand and talked at length, apparently very worried about his safety.

Presumably because of the change of identity, Zhang Wuji and Hu Qingniu at this time are closer than Meng Xiuyuan's impression.

But Hu Qingniu just frowned more and more when he heard the words, and finally couldn't help but interrupted:
"Okay, no more talking.

I know that your little uncle is very skilled, but that's his business, not mine. "

After saying that, Hu Qingniu stopped talking to Zhang Wuji, shook off his hand, and turned to look at Meng Xiuyuan:

"Meng Shaoxia, I thank you for your kindness, but let's let this matter go.

What you asked me to do must be to heal those patients who are not in the Ming religion.

I can't do this, so I won't bother you to help me.

Now that you have found the magical skill to heal Zhang Wuji, there is no need for him to stay with me.

I haven't cured him for more than two years. It's because I'm not good at medicine, and I can't talk about care, kindness, etc. We owe each other nothing.

You two please. "

After finishing speaking, Hu Qingniu ignored everyone present, turned around and went back to the house.

"Mr. Hu!" Seeing this, Zhang Wuji was very anxious, and wanted to step forward to hold Hu Qingniu to persuade him, but was pulled back by Meng Xiuyuan.

"Wuji, since Mr. Hu refuses, then I don't have to worry about it. Let's go back to Wudang."

There was no sign of disappointment on Meng Xiuyuan's face, he just said to Zhang Wuji calmly as usual.

"But Mr. Hu is very dangerous..."

Zhang Wuji was still unwilling to give up, and wanted to talk to persuade Meng Xiuyuan instead.But just halfway through the conversation, Meng Xiuyuan pointed out the acupuncture point on his chest, and he froze in place, unable to make a sound.

"Meng Shaoxia, you are..."

The three Yin Wufu, who had been silent and standing beside them like wax statues, finally couldn't help but speak when they saw Meng Xiuyuan's sudden move to touch Zhang Wuji.

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head, without explaining, he just asked the three of them:
"Steward Yin, I want to take Wuji back to Mount Wudang, do you still have to accompany the guards along the way?"

The three of Yin Wufu were taken aback when they heard the sound, but they quickly reacted, exchanged glances, and then replied respectfully to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Meng Shaoxia's miraculous skills are world-renowned, with you watching over Young Master Gu Wuji, there is no need for the three of us to make trouble.

The three of us are here to send you off, and I wish Meng Shaoxia a safe journey. "

Meng Xiuyuan nodded, bowed his hands to the three of them, then lifted Zhang Wuji whose acupoints were tapped on his shoulders, turned around and floated out of Butterfly Valley.

……

Zhang Wuji, who was held on his shoulders, could only hear the howling wind in his ears, and the familiar thatched hut in his sight got farther and farther away, and soon disappeared among the mountain trails.

Worried about Hu Qingniu's safety, Zhang Wuji became more and more anxious, but he couldn't speak because he suffered from being hit on the acupuncture points.

Originally on the Ice and Fire Island, his adoptive father Xie Xun taught him the method of moving acupoints by luck, just to deal with this kind of situation where the acupoints are locked and unable to move, he can secretly use zhenqi to unlock the acupoints.

Zhang Wuji learned that method proficiently, and he tried it repeatedly, but today, for some reason, he failed to succeed after several attempts.

After a long while, he was so tired that his true energy was almost exhausted, but the acupuncture point that was pressed was still as firm as a rock, not loose at all, so he had no choice but to give up at this time, feeling sad in his heart.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Wuji was close to despair, a turning point came suddenly.

Not long after leaving Butterfly Valley, in a hidden dense forest, Meng Xiuyuan put Zhang Wuji down without warning, and opened his acupuncture points casually.

Although he didn't know what the little master uncle meant, but Zhang Wuji knew that the opportunity was rare, so he immediately ignored it, and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop":
"Little Martial Uncle, Wuji is extremely grateful to you for working so hard to find the magical power to cure cold poison for me.

Originally, I dare not disobey what you said.

But Wuji still wants to beg you, let me stay in this Butterfly Valley for a while longer, is that okay? "

"Oh? Why, you haven't lived here enough for two years?" Meng Xiuyuan looked at Zhang Wuji who was kneeling on the ground, and asked deliberately without helping him.

"No, I want to use this to protect Mr. Hu." Zhang Wuji said seriously:
"I thought about it, since Mr. Hu said that the enemy came after him, why did that person bother to spread the news about my healing in Butterfly Valley in the Jianghu?

Apparently, that person's purpose was not to let those who are greedy for the dragon sword come to kill me, but because he was afraid of my parents' identity, he wanted to use this to force me away so that he could deal with Mr. Hu alone .

As long as I don't leave, Mr. Hu's enemies will definitely not dare to show their faces.

In this way, Mr. Hu is naturally safe. "

Meng Xiuyuan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and secretly sighed in his heart that this kid is quite smart, and he analyzed the matter clearly and logically.

However, he did not agree to Zhang Wuji's request, but instead said:
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you go back to Wudang or not, but this "Nine Suns Magic Art" is of great importance, and I cannot allow you to be in a dangerous situation until you have mastered it.

This is not only about your safety, but also about whether this magical skill will leak out and fall into the wrong hands.

So I can't let you stay in the Butterfly Valley, because I don't have time to take care of you here all the time, understand? "

Zhang Wuji was taken aback when he heard the words, he naturally understood that what Meng Xiuyuan said was very reasonable, but because he was really worried about Hu Qingniu, after hesitating for a moment, he resolutely said:
"Then I won't learn the "Nine Suns Divine Art" for the time being, anyway, I still have a few years to live, and I'm not in a hurry.

Even if there is a cold poison attack, endure it and it will pass.

Mr. Hu has taken care of me a lot in the past two years, healed my injuries and taught me medical skills.

Seeing him suffering now, I can't just sit idly by..."

Hearing the words, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but secretly nodded in his heart.

Although because of his young age, Meng Xiuyuan still felt Zhang Wuji's rare benevolence and righteousness.

A good boy indeed.

So Meng Xiuyuan simply didn't want to use such words as "You only care about that Hu Qingniu, and never thought about how much effort we masters and relatives have wasted for you", "Do you know how many people's hard work was in vain with just one word from you"? I came to ask him the vulgar words.

Instead, Meng Xiuyuan reached out to support Zhang Wuji, patted his little head, and comforted him with a gentle voice:
"Don't worry, Uncle Master has his own plans.

That Hu Qingniu's medical skills are superb, it will be of great use to keep him, I will not let him die. "

　Gradually speed up, one chapter 4k6.

　　Within a day or two tomorrow, the plot of Butterfly Valley should be finished.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)