peach luck evil king

Chapter 37 Kirin Pill

"Healing Holy Medicine Qilin Pill!" Xie Wandong rolled his eyes and said immediately: "Get out of the way, your master gave us something, it's none of your business."

The generation gap is too big!The kids nowadays are actually robbed... Song Qingdan looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Mai Meng, stand aside. Don't scare Dong girl." Song Qingdan stopped the handsome young man named Mai Meng, waved his hand and said, "It's fine if you don't know Dong girl, although I didn't find out clearly about your origin Zhao Shaolong, But your skill is obviously a descendant of ancient martial arts, don't you know that the unicorn pill that everyone dreams of is made in this furnace?"

"This... is very profound, Grandpa Song." Zhao Shaolong was confused.

"The Qilin Pill is a unique medicine made by Grandpa Song, which can bring back human flesh and bones. But since you have already brought it, Grandpa Song, we don't want the stove. You must send dozens of Qilin Pills to Shaolong. Almost dead."

Xie Wandong had seen this kind of miraculous pill before. Back then, his grandfather Xie Wangzhu was stabbed eighteen times in his body, and he was about to die. Thanks to Mr. Song's unicorn pill, he forcibly took his life back from the hands of Hades.After recovering, his cultivation level is more advanced than before the injury. Not only has the injury never recurred in the past ten years, but also he is as vigorous as a tiger, as if he is getting younger and younger.

Zhao Shaolong was injured for himself, with such an elixir in front of him, how could Xie Wandong let it go.In fact, how did she know that if Zhao Shaolong was not afraid of being entangled by the media, he would have jumped up and left the hospital long ago.

Song Qingdan got a splitting headache when he heard that, do you know how much it costs to exchange for a Qilin pill?A pill is a life!Open your mouth and you will need dozens of them!

Song Qingdan pressed his temple, and said slowly: "Zhao Shaolong, although I, Song Qingdan, may not say that my medical skills are the best in the world, the nickname of King of Hell with Golden Needles is not for nothing. You have excellent aptitude, but I see that your face and body are full of qi. It seems that there are several different tyrannical auras mixed together. If you don't adjust it in time, you may explode and die at any time."

Blast to death!

Tang Shi Yuanci said before that when he tried to save Xie Wanqiu last time, his body seemed to explode before he fell into a coma.Now Song Qingdan said the same thing.Is there really such a scary side effect behind the powerful functions of those little bugs?
Zhao Shaolong was in a cold sweat thinking about it, he had to figure it out, otherwise he didn't know how he died.

"Then Mr. Song, how do we treat this?"

Song Qingdan looked serious, "If you become my apprentice, I will heal you. This unicorn pill is considered a meeting gift, and I will give it to you."

Zhao Shaolong frowned, "I'm not interested in medicine. Why don't you treat me, and you can tell me how much the medical expenses will be."

"No, you must be my apprentice, or you will die." Song Qingdan refused to budge.

For so many years, Song Qingdan has been looking for a qualified heir.The granddaughter Su Xiao'e is kind in nature, but unfortunately her qualifications are mediocre, and she is a quack doctor after being taught well.The apprentice Mai Meng, who was recruited through a relationship, thought he was a good talent at first, but who knew that he was not spiritual enough, and he was good at fighting.After letting him study medicine to a certain level, he realized that this guy was just as cute as his name.The iron thread grass, which was obtained through hard work, was actually used to feed the little goose's rabbit.Not to mention the patient's bone injury which hadn't been healed for half a year, a rabbit was fed worse than a pit bull. Not only did it kill a whole yard of chickens, but it also drove the original watchdog away from home.

Now Zhao Shaolong has the foundation of ancient martial arts, learning martial arts and finding medicine is no problem, and with this aura from the inside out, he will definitely be able to inherit the mantle and fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Song Qingdan's words made Zhao Shaolong very disgusted. Some people have heard of buying and selling by force, but never heard of blackmailing disciples with their lives.He took a deep breath, waved his hands and said, "It's fine if you don't get a doctor, take your rice cooker away."

"What?" Song Qingdan couldn't believe his ears.It has been two days since we met on the plane.Xie Wandong should have enough time to tell Zhao Shaolong his extraordinary background.Thinking back when Xie Wangzhu promised a heavy reward to make his son Xie Tiangang worship him as a teacher, he directly threw face at that time.Ancient medical techniques, alchemy practice, Tianhe Gong, Jinzhen Hades, these three stunts, who doesn't dream of in the ancient martial arts world?
Mai Meng looked confused, "What rice cooker?"

Zhao Shaolong stared at the smoking stove on the table and sighed.

Song Qingdan and Mai Meng turned their heads to look at the same time, their faces turned green immediately, it was the nine-turn Tianhe Furnace for refining Qilin Pill!Although electricity is used, the times are advancing...

"You are seriously injured, and you are about to lose your vitality and explode to death. If it weren't for my Qilin Pill to harmonize..." Song Qingdan said angrily.

Zhao Shaolong felt for a while, his body recovered well, not as serious as Song Qingdan said at all.In his eyes, Song Qingdan's current state looked like a strange sorghum who kidnapped children.

"Grandpa Song, I'm really not interested in studying medicine. As the saying goes, twisted melons are not sweet, and sticks can't make love, so just let me go." Zhao Shaolong said sincerely.

"Boy, it's a pity to waste your talent. You should stop thinking about it." Song Qingdan lamented.

"I know that I am very talented and have a strange bone structure, but Grandpa Song, I still have to study, play the flute, and have many nonsensical and tedious things. I really don't have time for it." Zhao Shaolong resolutely declined. .

Song Qingdan shook his head slowly, with regret on his face, "Then don't disturb me. Mai Meng, take the alchemy stove, let's go."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Song. I'm really busy." Zhao Shaolong also felt a little embarrassed, at least someone on the plane stopped the bleeding for himself.

"Grandpa Song, I'm really sorry, you guys go slowly." Xie Wandong also looked apologetic.

Song Qingdan looked at Zhao Shaolong for the last time, frowned, hesitated to speak, sighed, and went out.

Xie Wandong sent Song Qingdan and Mai Meng out, came back after a long time, entered the room and closed the door and sat beside Zhao Shaolong, looking at him worriedly.

Zhao Shaolong knew that Xie Wandong was worried about his injury, and also knew that the Qilin Pill was indeed a rare and good thing.But he is a man of twists and turns. From a literary point of view, I can't help myself. From a common point of view, he can be said to be soft but not hard.

At this time, Xie Wandong complained to him countless times in his heart, as an apprentice, he did it, not prostitution.Get the benefits first, it is a panacea for prolonging life, if you push it, you will push it, stupid or not.Song Qingdan is a great figure in the circle of grandpa and the others, who doesn't lean forward with a shameless face?Shaolong, you are really two.

"Why, I'm worried that something will happen to me. I know my own health well. It's not as serious as what he said. I'll be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. It's not a problem for Lao Lai to be here. Let's go to the Conservatory of Music to find Professor Hu." Zhao Shaolong said to Xie with a smile Late Winter said.

"Well, I listen to you in everything." Xie Wandong responded faintly, she listened absent-mindedly, thinking how to turn the situation around, so that Zhao Shaolong could get the elixir that can save his life in a critical situation.

Four Two: The Tears of Vocal Music Professors

At the entrance of the Central Conservatory of Music, Professor Hu Yixi led a few well-dressed old men and old ladies, squinting and smiling to welcome Zhao Shaolong who got out of the taxi.The youthful and beautiful Xie Wandong behind Zhao Shaolong caught the eyes of the elders, and the old ladies smiled enviously, as if seeing their young selves in Xie Wandong.

Professor Hu cordially shook Zhao Shaolong's hand and said: "Student Zhao Shaolong, I'm so eager to see you! We finally meet again. Welcome to the Central Conservatory of Music. These are professors and scholars who study classical vocal music. They watched you play the flute. I am full of praise for your flute skills. I heard that you are coming, and I was so excited that I didn’t sleep well for several nights. Didn’t they all come here to hear you play a piece, I wonder if it’s possible?”

Zhao Shaolong shook his head with a smile, "Okay, it's rare for grandparents to appreciate it, so I'll blow it up for you."

After talking, Zhao Shaolong dragged his luggage and planned to play a song on the green flute to satisfy the lovesickness of several old people.

Professor Hu Yixi waved his hand to stop Zhao Shaolong, pointed to the school and said, "Don't stay here, let's go to the school recording studio, the effect will be better there."

The recording studio is in a remote corner of the school. It is not a very professional recording studio, but the sound insulation effect is not bad.If you play the flute solo, the sound quality will not be affected even in the wilderness, but if you are in a noisy environment, the sound quality will of course be greatly reduced.The hustle and bustle of the city is really not suitable for playing, Zhao Shaolong thought that Professor Hu was really thoughtful, this is the love of the seniors for the juniors.

After entering the recording studio, Hu Yixi drove out all the staff inside like ducks.With a humble face, Zhao Shaolong took out his green flute and slowly walked up to the platform of the hall.A group of old professors sat quietly on a few rows of chairs under the stage, not even willing to breathe out, for fear of affecting Zhao Shaolong's flute playing.

Holding the flute in his hand, Xiao Chonger Prisoner Bull immediately shone golden in his mind.

Zhao Shaolong's face was as calm as water, his eyes flashed with a brilliance of aura, and his young body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of faint ancient feelings.

The hand was slowly raised, and the green flute was slowly lying on the lips, as if holding a soft and fragile porcelain flower...

The sound of the flute rises leisurely from low to high, like the cold wind brought by the Xiaoxiao Yishui, blowing the small concert hall in all directions.

The autumn wind is rustling, and Liren is relatively speechless. Behind him is the endless fallen leaves in the sky, the unknown end of the world, and the desolate remote mountains and long roads.With the ups and downs of the flute sound, this scene was displayed in front of everyone in the concert hall, making everyone feel sad and desolate, filling their chests and abdomens, and they couldn't help but think of their best friends far away and the dead bosom friend.

The old professors had tears in their eyes, and their hearts were inexplicably sad, and the people who lived in their hearts and missed them appeared one by one...

The sound of the flute is like weeping like a complaint, and the feeling of parting and sorrow is like a rainstorm carrying the wind, beating the eardrums and atrium of everyone vividly...

The continuous love is like a song, as if it has lasted for several lifetimes!The sound of the flute finally returned to silence with a soft swallow.

A song of Lige breaks my heart, where in the world is the king safe? !
The green flute left Zhao Shaolong's lips slowly, and slowly hung down, Zhao Shaolong jumped out of the sadness of the flute, and wiped his face.Calmly listening to the comments of the old professors in the audience with a leisurely smile.Unexpectedly, there was no sound from the audience for a long time, and there was even the faint sound of crying.

Professor Hu Yixi finally stood up, with a wet face, and clapped his hands vigorously.Moments later, all the old professors stood up, and thunderous applause resounded through the recording studio.

Standing behind the old professors, Xie Wandong gazed affectionately at Zhao Shaolong who was calm and composed on the stage, his crescent-like eyes were hazy, as if he was drunk.

Except for Hu Yizhen, the other old professors didn't have any comments. They just had tears in their eyes and raised their thumbs up. They vaguely heard that they should call their old friends to say hello.

Professor Hu's comment also has only one sentence: You don't need to practice your flute any more. Teacher Xie can just dance the dance together.

In the end, he said that this is a classical music exchange conference, and dancing is not important.No matter how ugly the dance is, it can't cover up the natural sound of Zhao Shaolong's flute music. What's more, a stunning beauty like Xie Wandong, who came back from studying abroad, shouldn't be much worse, so I won't guide the rehearsal, you can play freely Bar.

Xie Wandong's eyes were full of excitement, even happier than when she was playing the flute on stage.Pulling the suitcase, she stuck to Zhao Shaolong while walking, so Zhao Shaolong didn't want to push it away, and it didn't matter if she didn't push it away. In the end, she just gave up and let her eat tofu.Anyway, it’s not a disadvantage. If you are indecent, you will be indecent.

The Central Conservatory of Music is full of self-proclaimed beasts. Seeing Xie Wandong, who is as enchanting as a fox fairy, snuggling up to Zhao Shaolong, who is not amazing, all have expressions of righteous indignation.Secretly cursing that the world is getting worse, Shui Ling Cabbage is being humiliated by pigs, why is she not that pig.

Professor Hu was quite on the road, and he refused to ask Zhao Shaolong's girlfriend Han Xuan, and hailed a school bus with a smile.The school bus took Zhao Shaolong and his party to an independent villa in a residential area in Kyoto City.Professor Hu took out a key and explained that this was his daughter's home, and she was traveling abroad.There are all kinds of daily necessities, and there is also a special dance hall where Xie Wandong can practice dancing.

The driver and Xie Wandong took their luggage and went into the villa. Professor Hu stopped Zhao Shaolong and said earnestly: "Shaolong, I can see that you are full of artistic skills. You are really an attractive character. But you are young, and some You should pay attention to things, otherwise it will affect your performance emotions. I am a person who loves talent as much as my life. In the future, if you have any difficulties in life and career, feel free to tell me. I don’t have much energy, old man, but my brothers and sisters are all It is very influential and can help no matter what."

"Thank you, Professor Hu, I will call you if something happens, didn't you leave the phone to me?" Zhao Shaolong agreed.

"There are still five days before the opening of the exchange conference. It is expected to be three days. You only need to attend the performance on the first day. You will definitely win glory for the country." Professor Hu is full of confidence.

"Don't worry, Professor Hu, I will definitely perform with my heart."

After talking with the old and the young, the driver also came out.Watching Professor Hu leave, Zhao Shaolong strode into the villa, smelling like medicine from the hospital, so he must wash it off.

This villa has three floors, and there are probably hourly workers who come to clean it regularly. Even though no one lives there, it looks clean and tidy.The low-key and luxurious decoration of the lobby on the first floor shows the good taste of the owner.The living room on the second floor is filled with souvenirs from all over the world, ranging from ivory sculptures to bronze figures; all kinds of small and weird decorations are hung all over the table and walls. It seems that the owner has been to many places. A true tourist.

The side hall is a huge dance hall, and the lights have been turned on by Xie Wandong at this moment.The huge mirrors embedded on the two walls reflect the light, which doubles the light in the dance hall, showing every detail.A soothing light music was playing on the stereo, Xie Wandong stood with her back to Zhao Shaolong, she took off her coat and was only wearing a short shirt and hot pants, her long white legs were dazzling, her plump and domineering bust, her curves were impeccably flamboyant , looking at Zhao Shaolong parched.

Xie Wandong smiled and said to Zhao Shaolong in the mirror: "Shaolong, am I beautiful?"

"It's beautiful, so beautiful..." Zhao Shaolong swallowed his saliva and said.

Xie Wandong's hand slid from the neck to the chest, slid over the slender waist, and stopped on the tall buttocks, "Is my figure good?"

Zhao Shaolong held back the nosebleed that was about to overflow, "Okay, so good that it makes people commit crimes..."

"Then do you like me?" Xie Wandong's voice became softer and softer.

like? ...Han Xuan's lively and playful eyes, like cat's eye jewels, appeared in front of her eyes.Perhaps, I prefer that silly girl who is heartless, nervous but devoted to herself.

Zhao Shaolong sighed:
"I don't know your mother yet. If you introduce me to your aunt one day, I think I will like her. If my daughter is so beautiful, she must not be far behind."

Xie Wandong stopped the wandering hand on his body, turned his head and glared at Zhao Shaolong, "Zhao Shaolong, you bastard."

He was greeted by Zhao Shaolong's harmless smiling face, "Miss Dong, you practice dancing, I'm going to take a bath, my whole body smells like medicine."

(End of this chapter)