mountain masseuse

Hei Xiong returned to the Hongxing Medical Center with a few apprentices in despair. The medical center was surprisingly deserted. In the spacious main room, a man in his 40s was lying in a big rocking chair with a cigarette in one hand, full of energy. Gun, holding a palm-leaf fan in one hand, humming a ditty while shaking the palm-leaf fan, the smoke swirls around him, somewhat blurring his emaciated figure.

"Master, I'm back, I'm back!" Hei Xiong yelled as he walked into the main room.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and said calmly, "Why are you making such a fuss? How is the situation?"

Hei Xiong wiped the sweat from his forehead, panted heavily, and said, "Master, you are right. The old man in the coffin shop is definitely a master. He just pretended."

A sinister smile appeared on the old man's face.Hehe, senior brother, senior senior brother, you have been easy for me to find all these years, but even if you change your face and name, I can still recognize you. Who told you to be my senior senior brother!

"Tell a few people to keep an eye on the coffin shop. If the people inside do something, come back and tell me!" The man shook the pipe, and a lot of gray ash fell from the pipe, like the light and slow breath of cotton snow in December. Slowly fell to the ground.

The black bear responded and left the main room, but he didn't know that a pair of sinister eyes were staring at him closely at the corner of the room. The thin man muttered viciously: "Hmph! One day I will take your place, always One day the entire Hongxing Medical Center will be mine!"

In the main room, the man closed his eyes peacefully again, but the muscles on his face trembled after a while. This is a painful memory that has tortured him all the time for more than 30 years.

Thirty years ago, he was only 30 years old. He was a little beggar with no relatives and no support. The winter of that year was particularly heavy. He originally stored a lot of food and cotton cloth for the winter. The strong beggar's head was found and snatched away.

He was driven out of the ruined temple by the beggar's head, and he could only endure the cold wind and heavy snow alone, walking on the street in a daze. He didn't know where he should go, but he just walked towards the street, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, The cold wind blew harder and harder, and finally he lost consciousness and fell down.

He thought he would die like this, but when he slowly opened his eyes, a middle-aged man with a kind face appeared in front of his eyes, he smiled and handed him a bowl of steaming ginger soup, and drank it After the ginger soup, his whole body was very warm.

In this way, he became the apprentice of this amiable man who looked like his father. Before him, the master had already accepted an apprentice who was more than ten years older than him. The master also had a daughter who was older than him. A few years older, with a juicy appearance, he fell in love with her from the first time he woke up and saw her.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? From just now until now, you have been absent-minded. Look at you, you have spilled tea!" Li Linger said worriedly.

"That's right, old man, you've been acting stupid since you came back to the backyard just now, do you have some shady secret!" Bo Qi echoed.

The old ghost withdrew his thoughts and came back to his senses, quickly put the teacup in his hand on the table, then took off his coat, and said with a smile: "It's okay, what can I do as an old man!"

"No! Something must be wrong with you!" Bo Qi looked at him questioningly and said.

The old ghost frowned, and pondered thoughtfully for a long time before he sighed and said, "I'll tell you a story. It happened 30 years ago."

"Is it a story about you? Old man!" Bo Qi asked curiously.

The old ghost nodded affirmatively.

"Uncle, tell me quickly!" Li Ling'er felt that the past between grandma and uncle was very mysterious since she was a child, but they never told her about it since she was a child.

The old ghost took a sip from his teacup, looked at the mountains in the distance outside the window, and began to recall that distant but clear memory.

"The winter 30 years ago was a severe cold day that I had not encountered in many years. There was heavy snow and cold wind. Just at night after the heavy snow, the master came back from a visit. Aged, cold and stiff little doll.

Under the master's superb medical skills, the baby finally woke up. He didn't say a word, but just stared blankly at everyone in the room. Later, under the master's cross-examination, he realized that he was an orphan. The master is kind. So he accepted him as an apprentice.

Because he has no name, the master named him Dongyang, which means that he hoped that he would be as warm in the sun every winter and would not suffer from cold. Dongyang is a very smart child. taught him.

Because I am not talented enough in medicine, my master taught me his divination and fortune-telling skills.The master has a daughter, who is my little junior sister, who is naturally handsome and lovable.

The little junior sister is also talented and intelligent. As the only close relative of the master, she should be the successor of all the master's unique skills, so the master will always teach her alone after teaching me and the younger brother. Maybe the younger brother is too smart and he is not satisfied with medical skills at all. As for the study of martial arts, he repeatedly asked his master to teach him Taoism, but the master did not agree.

He took up the idea of ​​Junior Sister and began to try every means to get close to her, but no matter how he behaved, Junior Sister did not tell him the method of Taoism cultivation.

One day, my junior sister suddenly asked me to meet in Taolin in the back mountain, and told me that she didn't want to be the successor of the master at all, she was a woman, she just wanted to be an ordinary woman, husband and child, and live an ordinary life.

It turns out that to practice Taoism, you must maintain a virgin body and a pure heart. Once you break the precepts after practicing, the consequences will be unimaginable. This is why the master did not pass on Taoism to me and my younger brother. "Speaking of this, Bo Qi couldn't help interrupting: "So your little junior sister was not born to your master?" "

Li Ling'er was listening with great interest, when she saw that the story was interrupted by Bo Qi, she gave him a blank look complaining.

"That's right, the little junior sister was not the master's own, but the master was entrusted by a friend to raise her, but he has long regarded her as his own flesh and blood, and she is destined to inherit his abilities.

The little junior sister wanted to tell me the cultivation method of Taoism, and she also took out a cheat book to give to me. I felt that she was really pitiful at that time, and the way she was crying made me feel very distressed, so I hesitated After a long time, I finally made up my mind to practice Taoism instead of my junior sister.

The moment I took the cheat book, the master appeared beside us. He was very angry and disappointed, so we were expelled from the master. From that day on, my junior sister and I left the master. Let's go, Junior Sister walked northward, until she brought a little girl to look for me that day, it was considered that we met again.Girl, that little girl is you! "That's the end of the old ghost's words.

"So, so you guys still have such a legendary story!" Li Ling'er said with a look of admiration and longing.

"Old man, what about your junior brother, how is he?" Bo Qi suddenly thought.

"Ah! No! So I'm not grandma's granddaughter!" Li Linger suddenly exclaimed.

"Silly girl, of course you are the granddaughter of your grandma. Your grandma didn't practice Taoism at that time, so she could get married." The old ghost said with a kind smile.

"Hey! Can you stop interrupting me!" Bo Qi complained to Li Ling'er, "Old man, tell me quickly, tell me quickly, what happened to your junior brother?"

The old ghost stroked his beard and said: "After we left the master, he became the only disciple of the master. The master should pass on all his skills to him, but things didn't develop like this. The master burned the secret books of Taoism. , and then left that place, and since then I have never heard from Master or him again."