Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Both Qiao Mu and Hai Wuya lacked trust in the cultivators of the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

And Hai Wuya's "Human Dao Jing" does not involve the way of refining gods, but a different way, with Qi and blood as the foundation.

"The true way of martial arts, the true way of humanity, requires the joint efforts of thousands of martial arts masters, and it is definitely not the work of one or two talents like you and me." Hai Wuya said deeply:

"Since your Qiao family's martial arts are as different as mine in the "Human Dao Jing", I hope that your Qiao family can walk out a true human way in the future."

In Hai Wuya's view, Qiao Mu is not a person, but a family, a group.

Therefore, he said such words.

Hai Wuya talked with Qiao Mu, from understanding martial arts to saving the nation.

It wasn't until the sun was set in the west that Qiao Mu and Fang Yuan were about to leave, and Hai Wuya stopped talking angrily.

For him, it was a great blessing in his life to see a fellow traveler on the road of humanity, so the conversation box couldn't be closed at all.

"Brother Hai, it's a good time to talk today."

Dong Xinglin waited for Qiao Mu to leave before speaking, and looked away from the blood moon picture.

Hai Wuya nodded happily: "After seeing that Qiao Shuanglin, I made a decision."

He coughed a few times, bent his body slightly, and then looked at Dong Xinglin beside him, a small torch seemed to be lit in his eyes:

"In my lifetime, I'm afraid I won't see the day when humanity will flourish."

"So in the next time, I want to spread the "Sumeru King Sutra" as much as possible, leaving a small fire for the future."

Dong Xinglin was startled at first, and then showed worry.

Hai Wuya stayed in the sky prison for 30 years, which was enough to cause irreversible damage to his old body.

Although Wufu is physically stronger than ordinary people, his life span is not much longer than ordinary people.

Listening to what Hai Wuya meant, it means that he realizes that time is running out and he has already started to think about his future affairs?

.................

Dong Xinglin is old, and most of the time he no longer treats patients. This clinic is run by his three disciples.

Logically speaking, the conversation between Qiao Mu, Dong Xinglin and Hai Wuya in the inner hall for half a day would not delay the efficiency of the three doctors' consultation. (Monthly fee group 6949,36135, [-])

But when Qiao Mu returned to the lobby of the medical hall, he was taken aback.

In this lobby, the number of patients was three or four times more than before he entered the door, and the crowd was as crowded as a busy city.

And when he walked out, many people in the turbulent crowd looked sideways, and their eyes fell on him.

"It's the benevolent Qiao Shuanglin Qiao master!"

I don't know who in the crowd yelled this, and the crowd almost boiled immediately.

"Master Qiao, please do me a favor. I don't have the money to treat my chronic illness..."

"Your old man has a kind heart, so you can't just ignore me."

"Master, I am also a disaster victim from Tan County..."

Wuyang Wuyang's crowd rushed towards Qiao Mu, reaching out to grab Qiao Mu's cuffs to prevent him from leaving, and some even fell to their knees on the ground.

Chapter 153 Chapter 147 Those who hold salaries for everyone will be condemned to death and become stinky (4k

In the blink of an eye.

Arbor has been surrounded by crowds, clustered in it.

Countless hands pulled his trousers and sleeves to prevent him from leaving, and the surroundings were full of loud cries.

"Old man, you have a kind heart, so you can't turn a blind eye to us, can you?"

"For you, 50 taels of silver is just charity money that you can give away at will, but for us, it is life-saving money."

Qiao Mu donated generously before, seeing that the skinny Confucian scholar was in financial difficulty and had no money to see a doctor for the child, so he took 50 taels of silver casually.

You know, the doctor at that time had already voluntarily lowered the consultation fee from 50 taels to 50 taels, but Qiao Mu generously offered [-] taels.

This scene fell into the eyes of other patients in the clinic at that time, and it was undoubtedly a rare and benevolent person who spent a lot of money.

Now, after half a day, the entrance of the medical center was full of people. I don't know how many people who heard the news rushed over, wanting to come and see this kind man surnamed Qiao.

"Have you really come to this stage..."

Behind Qiao Mu, the middle-aged doctor who had reminded Qiao Mu before sighed secretly.

This Dong Xinglin's medical clinic also did charity clinics in those years.

It's just that they were forced to stop later, and it's not that they haven't experienced the situation related to the current scene.

It's just that the middle-aged doctor didn't expect that these people would come so fast and so many.

In half a day, so many people came, it was like making the entrance of the medical center as lively as a busy city.

"Old Mr. Qiao Shuanglin, isn't it difficult now?" He sighed slightly.

Good intentions can lead to bad things.

He had reminded Qiao Mu before when he gave generously.

Of course, he didn't expect so many people to come.

"Are you all disaster victims who are in urgent need of life-saving money?" Qiao Mu didn't show much expression on his face, but looked at these people calmly.

He was being held back by his trousers and sleeves, surrounded by the crowd, and he only frowned slightly, showing no apparent anger.

"Yes, Master Joe." A man with a yellow and thin face and a sore on the top of his head shouted loudly:

"I am from Dancheng. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in the sky one day, and half of the city was destroyed. My house also collapsed.. And I can only leave my hometown and wander from now on."

"I don't ask Master Qiao for help, I just ask Master Qiao to give me some money for medical treatment. I have come to the imperial capital all the way, and the root of the disease has fallen..."

"I'm also from Dancheng..." The other person was a thin old man with a broken arm. He squeezed through the crowd and came to Qiao Mu:

"That day, it was thunderous and rainy, and half of the city collapsed. As for the old man, I was more unlucky and was crushed under the collapsed city wall. Although I survived by luck, my arm was also crushed..."

"Me too...."

The crowd chattered endlessly, surrounding Qiao Mu and talking about their tragic past.

Qiao Mu didn't interrupt, but just listened carefully. As a fourth-rank martial artist, he has keen five senses. Even if the surrounding voices are noisy at this time, he can patiently listen to these shouts in his ears.

Listening to their words does not seem like hypocrisy.

It's just that Qiao Mu is not a doctor after all, so many people are talking, and he is not sure if there are people who are just pretending to be fake.

So he thought for a moment, took out a thousand taels of silver bill from his pocket, and handed it to the Xinglin Pavilion doctor behind the counter.

"This thousand taels of silver bill is only for medical treatment." He warned:

"The medical expenses of these disaster victims will be counted on me. If the money runs out..."

"I want it from you again?" The doctor's eyes widened, and he was also a little excited.

"If it's used up, it's gone." Qiao Mu spread his hands.

The money Qiao Mu had was actually the 200 taels that Fangyuan had given him before, and the thousand taels of silver that he had looted from Sword Demon.

As a person who often died suddenly, Qiao Mu didn't take money as a matter of life or death too seriously, because it is possible that the next time he died, all his gold coins would be wiped out.

Counting the 50 taels given to the skinny Confucian scholars before, now Qiao Mu is covered with 150 taels.

Over the years, Qiao Mu was naturally used for the daily expenses of himself or himself in the imperial capital after his death, and he did not give out all of them.

"Mr. Qiao Shuanglin's great kindness is unforgettable."

"Thank you so much, if there is a reunion in the future, there will be a reward."

The victims in the front row expressed their thanks, then left in a hurry and walked towards the Xinglin Pavilion doctor.

After all, the donation Qiao Mu gave was 1000 taels, but it was also limited.

There are so many patients here, if you don't rush to rush, maybe someone else will take the lead.

In a short time, half of the crowd around Qiao Mu dispersed.

It's just that the rest of the crowd swarmed over again, and once again surrounded Qiao Mu, preventing him from leaving.

This group of people looked healthier than the victims just now. None of them were missing arms or legs, and their faces were pretty good. They didn't seem to be seriously ill.

"Huh? What's the matter with you?" Qiao Mu looked slightly cold.

Logically speaking, people who are in urgent need of money for medical treatment should all go to see a doctor, so what about this group of people in front of them.

"Master Qiao, you have a kind heart. We are also victims of disasters in Tan County. Although we are not seriously ill, we can only be a little beggar at the moment. We hope that Master Qiao will donate some money..." The speaker was A ragged, beggar-looking young man.

"Old man, there are not only seriously ill people in this world, I am also miserable, my wife and children are separated, and my family and wealth are empty..."

"Master Qiao, look at me. After I became pregnant, I was abandoned by the dudes and kicked out of the house by my parents..."

Hearing these noisy voices, Qiao Mu understood it.

The wave of people just now were low-level civilians who could not pay for medical treatment, but the composition of this wave of people is a little more complicated now.

Whether he is seriously ill or not, the doctors in the Xinglin Pavilion can naturally tell.

But these people's illnesses are milder, or they are not sick at all, and they say something about the bleak life experience, which is not something that can be seen with the eyes.

"I'm out of money, so it's useless for you to look for me." Qiao Mu spread his hands.

He spread his hands casually, and wanted to leave after speaking.

But then, Qi Ba's hands grabbed the trousers and sleeves, making him unable to move.

"Master Joe, please do me a favor."

"The villain really can't live on..."

"Master Qiao is able to donate a thousand taels of silver without blinking an eye, so he must be rich. I don't ask for more, I just hope that Master Qiao will give a hundred taels of silver..."

"Pity the young child in my family who has just been born and is waiting to be fed..."

It seemed that they were afraid that Qiao Mu would leave, and the people around became excited. Some people pulled Qiao Mu to prevent him from leaving, some started crying, and some even grabbed the ground with their heads, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"The child is not mine, why do you want me? Look for that dandy who abandoned you." Qiao Mu said bluntly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Such a sentence made the woman who looked like a young woman startled, and then burst into tears on the ground.

The noisy discussions around were stagnant at first, and then they became louder and louder.

"It's not like I said, Mr. Qiao has a lot of money, so what's the point of helping a bunch of these women? It's just a little effort for him, right?"

"I do know this woman. She is really miserable. Master Qiao is too much."

"Just now, I was willing to pay 1000 taels, but now I'm nothing. What's wrong, it's over budget?"

"In the final analysis, the so-called Qiao family who are dedicated to morality, as well as this old man Qiao Shuanglin, are all hypocrisy. If you are in a good mood, give some, and if you are in a bad mood, just walk away."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Qiao Shuanglin is so old, doesn't he understand this truth?"

"How can you say that, anyway, Master Qiao really gave a thousand taels of silver..."

"That's because he wants to be famous, he just wants a good reputation...he wants fame, we want money, both sides are mutually beneficial, isn't it very cost-effective?"

"Do you think he is really kind? We are just tools for him to seek fame. You see, now that things are getting serious, he is not willing to give up the little money in his pocket. The thousand taels of silver just now are just for others. Just watch."

"Just now he only paid a thousand taels, and his family property is at least ten thousand taels, tens of thousands of taels. The amount of money for treating diseases and saving lives is just a drop in the bucket, but now that things are getting worse, it is difficult for him to end it, and he is reluctant to part with that little money."

Among the crowd, there are more and more whispers.

At first it was just one or two people, but the voice of discussion gradually ignited the disappointment in the hearts of the people, and gradually the way they looked at Qiao Mu changed, from the previous humbleness and respect to disappointment and anger.

But for a moment, the wind turned sharply.

The kind-hearted Qiao Shuanglin in their eyes just now seemed to have transformed into a representative of the rich and unkind.

...............

In a small attic in the distance.

Wan Ronghua, a wealthy man in the imperial capital, hugged his concubine Fang Fang, watched the farce at the entrance of the medical center through the window, and smiled without saying a word.

They didn't notice what Qiao Mu did.

Half of the crowd gathered in the medical center were secretly instigated by them, and there were several extras among them. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the medical center to be full of people all at once.

"Qiao Shuanglin is so powerful that he cannot be confronted head-on... But it is a pity that this is the imperial capital, and the imperial capital naturally has the rules of the imperial capital."