Fake Taoists in the world of film and television

Chapter 125
"Did he say so?"

Zhu Wuli had a square face, extraordinary momentum, and his eyes were shining brightly. He stood high on the throne, and after hearing the reports from the three spies, his tone was calm and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

"Reporting to my adoptive father, the miracle doctor is worried about his own safety. I think I was too abrupt and did not take this into consideration."

Shangguan Haitang stood in the main hall, clasped his fists and said: "Although Hulong Villa has been fighting against Dongchang, Cao Zhengchun's reputation for cruelty is well known, and the miracle doctor's worries are not groundless."

"I will continue to persuade him. As long as he understands his adoptive father's character and the strength of Dragon Guard Villa, I think the miracle doctor will let down his guard and accept us."

"Let's talk about this later!"

Zhu Wulan waved his hand and walked down the steps slowly until he was in front of her and said, "I'm very interested in him. If I hadn't been able to leave Hulong Villa so easily, I would have gone to see him in person."

"My foster father has the world in mind and has tried his best to deal with Cao Zhengchun. Let us leave such a small matter to us!"

The three of them saluted together, and Zhu Wuwu's few words made them feel what it means to be polite and virtuous, and what it means to be approachable!

"Have Master Yang's family settled down?"

Duan Tianya nodded, "It has been protected."

"it is good!"

"Cao Zhengchun thought that I sent you out to protect the dragon villa to guard the void, and he actually wanted someone to pretend to be Mr. Yang's trusted aide to sneak attack on me."

"But I didn't know that my Hulong Villa's intelligence network is all over the world, and all officers and soldiers at the rank of lieutenant commander have records. I didn't know that I was prepared!"

Zhu Wushi turned his back and smiled contentedly.

Yi Buhuo sat on the chair, propped his head on his hands, his eyes were blank, he didn't know what he was thinking.

There are a large number of books scattered around, each of which records various historical anecdotes. It is not easy to collect them all, but now they are scattered all over the floor.

"Why is there no record of the Seven Stars Lianzhu here? Is it really impossible to go back?"

Accepting the invitation from the No. [-] Village in the World was partly to have a stable place to live, and partly because of Shangguan Haitang's identity as a secret agent.

All kinds of books that are rarely seen outside are filled here, which can save a lot of time for Yi Buhuo who wants to go back.

Over the past year, he tried his best to read all the books he could find, from official history to unofficial history, from county annals to novels...

But there is still no record about Qixing Lianzhu!

He also went from being excited at the beginning to being disappointed now.

"Am I going to have to be trapped here for the rest of my life?"

Yi Buhuo scratched his head like a henhouse, "Is there any other way besides the Seven Stars Lianzhu?"

It seems that there is no way to reproduce the scene of the day of Qixing Lianju. Apart from the requirements of the astronomical phenomena, is it possible to find the reason from yourself?
"It seems that there is only one last resort!"

Yi Buhuo slapped the table and stood up, his eyes firm and his expression serious!

"Broken Void!"

"But how can it be broken?"

The breath he just raised was released again. His skill was already at its peak. On the day of the Qixing Lianzhu, the spiritual energy surged and broke through a little more...

Now his internal energy reserves are astonishingly huge. If the internal energy had a physical form and he was cut open, all he could see at a glance would be only the golden internal energy filling his body, and not a drop of blood could be found anywhere in his body.

At this point, there is no punch to break the space, so how can we talk about breaking the void?

"Do I still want to continue to make breakthroughs? Maybe what I lack is not quantity but quality..."

His inner strength is endless and growing every moment. Even if he practices for several decades, it won't change much. It doesn't look like it's feasible.

"Or do you need to break out another top-notch battle and squeeze everything out of yourself in a life-and-death crisis to shatter the void?"

Recalling the records in some novels in his mind, Yi Buhuo nodded unconsciously.

Now there were two less reliable paths before him.

One is to continue to compress one's internal strength and pursue quality. When there is no progress in internal strength, break through the limitations of heaven and earth and soar immediately!
One is to find a master who is similar to him, and the two of them fight with all their strength, sublimate to the limit and break through the limit, until the sky collapses and the earth splits, the fists shatter the mountains and rivers, and the void!

"The first one is okay, but the second one is difficult. Where are there so many masters?"

"Cao Zhengchun? He still has a lot to do..."

"Zhu Wuwu? After absorbing one hundred and eight masters, his internal strength should be about the same, right?"

Yi Buhuo touched his chin and thought about the feasibility.

"It's better to do the first step first. If it doesn't work, then do the second step..."

While he was planning, the sound of footsteps outside the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Miracle doctor, there is someone outside the door who wants to see you!"

"Who is it? If you are sick, go to a real miracle doctor. I am just a bastard."

Yi Buhuo opened the door, and behind the boy in the village was a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Come in." Yi Buhuo brought the middle-aged man in, then turned back to the table and sat down.

The middle-aged man looked at the books scattered everywhere and felt that he had nowhere to go. He could only tiptoe through the road paved with books to reach Yi Buhuo.

"There is a fee meter on the wall and you can read it yourself. We only accept cash and no credit!"

The middle-aged man bent down and saluted: "Miracle doctor, I am not here to treat you, my master has invited you."

Yi Buhuo raised his head and glanced at him, "I see, it's not cheap to grow that thing on your crotch. If you can afford the price, you can treat it easily."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover himself.

"I don't mean to discriminate against you, there's no need to be secretive."

Yi Buhuo waved his hand. He was just a eunuch. It was not impossible to treat him. As a doctor, he would never discriminate against any patient.

"The starting price for a consultation is 50 taels of silver for one mile. If you travel more than [-] miles, you will receive health tea worth [-] taels of silver. Treatment of unspeakable secrets requires [-] taels of sealing fee..."

"If you can accept it, go out. If you can't accept it, go out by yourself. Just close the door."

Yi Buhuo shook the wine gourd and skillfully opened his quotation.

"I heard that miracle doctors never charge high prices for treating people..."

"I choose food based on people. The poor get discounts, and the rich bear the cost. I love the treatment but I don't care!"

Yi Buhuo smiled sarcastically. Ordinary poor people are worth only a few dollars. If it weren't for the purpose of making a living, they wouldn't have accepted the money.

Now that his reputation is there, how can a wealthy man get rich if he doesn't eat dogs?

The waiter brought two cups of tea, and Yi Buhuo drank it slowly.

The middle-aged man took a sip from his teacup and exclaimed, "The genius doctor really lives up to his reputation. I'll go back and return to my life. If the genius doctor has real skills, the price is not a problem!"

"We are always waiting for you!" Yi Buhuo nodded, "That cup of tea costs twenty copper coins, and there will be someone outside to charge for it."

The middle-aged man almost knocked over his teacup when his hand shook. Is this a charge?
"Farewell!"

After the angry middle-aged man walked away, Yi Buhuo put down his tea cup and walked slowly to the two o'clock sign of "Happiness of Fire" hanging on the wall.

It was the only thing that came through with him.

That surge of energy was released all at once, cracking the custom-made stainless steel sword. After he came here, he found someone to repair it.

Although he barely recovered to his original state, he probably couldn't bear the intense energy, so he kept it as a souvenir to remember the past.

If there is anything I want to say, no one will complain about it, so I can only feel sorry for it.

"It doesn't seem like he was sent by Cao Zhengchun. He didn't break out even after being so difficult, and he doesn't have any anger on his body. Could it be that he's from the palace?"

"Are the folk rumors true? The little emperor is addicted to women?"

Yi Buhuo shook his head in confusion. Judging from the original drama, this seemingly fatuous little emperor was the biggest winner.

Cao Zhengchun was eliminated by Zhu Wuwu, and Zhu Wuwu was defeated by the four secret agents he had trained personally.

Cao Zhengchun, who was powerful enough to control the government, was gone, and the little emperor could re-train his own team.

Zhu Wuwu, who coveted the throne, also died, and the four powerful spies who were loyal to the emperor took over the new Guardian Villa.

It’s a new round of balance!
Isn't this the most convenient method used by every emperor?

The little emperor seemed mediocre and incompetent, but he was always sitting on the mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers, without revealing a trace of his true thoughts. Only when the threat was gone did he take over the government affairs naturally...

Holding the wine gourd in his arms, Yi Buhuo huddled on the chair and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark, and familiar footsteps could be heard outside the door.

The middle-aged eunuch who had been here during the day came again. First he bowed respectfully and saluted, then pointed to the door and said, "Miracle doctor, my master has asked the doctor to come and see you."

Although Yi Buhuo behaved a bit like a philistine, he would never shirk someone seeking treatment from him.

"Then let's go!"

"Miracle doctor, where is your medicine box?"

Seeing that Yi Buhuo only had a wine gourd on his body, the middle-aged eunuch asked doubtfully.

"What needs to be packed in a medicine box?"

Yi Buhuo was more confused than him, "Didn't I tell you? You also prepared the medicinal materials yourself..."

"..."

The middle-aged eunuch was silent for a while, then forced a smile and said, "Please invite the miracle doctor!"

Following the guidance of the middle-aged eunuch, he left the No. [-] Village in the World. There was an exquisite sedan parked not far away, waiting for him.

Yi Buhuo paused for a moment, then sat in as if nothing happened.

When he saw this sedan, he always felt like a bride being carried to the church, and he always felt a little tired.

"If Yingying is sitting in the sedan chair..."

His mood suddenly became heavy, and Yi Buhuo began to feel sorry for himself again and became sentimental.

When this person travels far away, he always unconsciously begins to miss the beauty of the past, and a sense of loneliness arises spontaneously.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yi Buhuo woke up from a slumber accompanied by the swaying sedan chair. Only then did he feel the sedan stop, and then the door curtain was lifted.

"really……"

In front of him was a huge palace, with three steps, one post, and five steps. At this time, his group was undergoing inspection.

After walking and stopping all the way, until the sedan chair entered deeper, Yi Buhuo was put down and walked with the middle-aged eunuch.

"Genius doctor, don't look around and walk around. There are strict rules here. If you are misunderstood, you will lose your life!"

After the middle-aged eunuch arrived here, he no longer pinched his throat. Not only did his voice sound shrill, but he also unconsciously raised his orchid fingers.

"Thank you for reminding me, father-in-law. I wonder how long we have to go?"

Yi Buhuo is not a fool and does not know how to respect the imperial power.

Since the middle-aged eunuch kindly reminded him, he would not waste his kindness.

It's just that this place is so big, where is the person who invited me here?
"Don't worry about the genius doctor, he'll be here soon!"

(End of this chapter)