End of life, you tell me it's a life simulation?

"I'll do acupuncture for you first, to clear your veins..."

The young man nodded hurriedly, took off his shirt and lay down there.

Li Ergou and the others wanted to go forward, but were afraid of being disturbed, but Mr. Zhen was not shy at all, and walked forward in a daze, watching from the side with a little scrutiny.

Fang Han glanced at the old man without saying anything. He took out a set of silver needles, burned them with fire, and began to inject needles. His fingers flew flying, looking extremely proficient.

The moment Mr. Zhen made his move, his eyes were slightly stunned. After a closer look, his expression changed, and he suddenly looked at Fang Han with a strange look in his eyes.

In a short time, that young and strong back was already covered with silver needles...

Fang Han said: "Okay, don't move, you still need to wait for a while."

The young and strong man didn't dare to move, he quickly said yes.

Fang Han smiled, went to the medicine cabinet, weighed some herbs, divided them into dozens of packages, and tied them together.

The time was just right, I went back to the young and strong man, collected the silver needles in a unique order, and went down a few more needles at the right time. After working for a quarter of an hour, I finally took back all the silver needles, sterilized them with fire and released them one by one. In the backstitch bag.

"Get up, it's done."

The young and strong man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in surprise, "I don't feel the pain anymore! Mr. Fang, am I already healed!?"

Fang Han shook his head lightly and said: "How can it be so easy, this is just a preliminary acupuncture to clear the stagnant qi. If you want to do it well, you still need to take medicine for a while."

After that, he took out the bundle of dozens of packs of medicine, and said softly: "This medicine, boil it with water and drink it. Take one pair every two days, and take it for a month. It should be pretty good. By then, you will be finished." , you come over again, I will make a follow-up visit for you."

The young and strong man was overjoyed, and then hesitantly asked: "Mr. Fang, I don't know how much the consultation fee and medicine fee are?"

Fang Han said a number casually, and the man seemed relieved, took out some copper coins from his bosom, and handed them to Fang Han.

Fang Han didn't hesitate, and took it directly.

Li Ergou and the rest of the men were also very happy. They greeted Fang Han and left together. Before leaving, they were still grateful.

Mr. Zhen looked at Fang Han and said abruptly, "Your fee is cheap."

He could see that the copper money collected was not profitable at all, but it was also extremely cheap.

I also collected some medicine money, and the consultation fee was almost nothing.

Fang Han smiled and said nothing.

Old Zhen continued: "Little old man misunderstood you earlier, I apologize to you."

After all, I really sincerely apologized.

Fang Han gave up and said no, and invited Mr. Zhen to sit down and have a cup of tea.

The two chatted for a while.

Old Zhen asked some about Fang Han's background calmly, but Fang Han fooled him.

Mr. Zhen obviously had some doubts, but he didn't ask any more questions. After continuing the chat, he seemed to have no intention of saying: "You are so young, and your medical skills are very good. Could it be that you have a family tradition? Or a famous teacher? "

Seeing Fang Han laughing and not saying a word, Mr. Zhen sighed and said, "It's also me who was abrupt, don't blame the younger generations."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of tea, then got up and said: "If you have anything to do in the future, you can go to my medical clinic to find me."

Fang Han cupped his hands in thanks.

Old Zhen walked away with his hands behind his back.

Fang Han looked at it for a while, and thought: "This time I can't be a master and apprentice, but I can also be a good neighbor, right?" '

He is not ungrateful, the people in Lijia Village have helped him a little, and they are willing to give back, let alone this old doctor who taught him medicine.

Just in terms of medical skills, Fang Han thought to himself that he was not weaker than Mr. Zhen, and even had a lot of advantages.

At this time, let's go to apprenticeship, not to mention what Mr. Zhen thinks, he thinks in another way, it feels weird.

When others saw it, they also revealed a kind of weirdness.

So it's still free, don't be misunderstood by others as having ulterior motives.

Just a lot of contact at ordinary times.

I didn't think about it any more, I turned back to the medical clinic, and continued to read medical books.

Fang Han is leisurely and leisurely here, but he doesn't know that Mr. Zhen who has just left is shocked and uncertain.

After walking a hundred steps, I couldn't help but look back at the newly opened medical clinic, my face changed slightly.

Not only because, just now, the young man's medical skills are superior to his.

What made him even more concerned was that although the acupuncture technique he used had some changes, if he looked closely, it was clearly from the same school as him.

Moreover, in the series of observations and inquiries just now, and various methods, some familiar signs can be vaguely seen.

What happened to this kid?

Could it be that... they came from the same school?

'Is it fate, or intentional? '

Old Zhen's eyes were dim. It stands to reason that he kept his name incognito and settled down in Linshui City. He usually keeps a low profile, so he shouldn't attract attention.

Is it a coincidence?

But what a coincidence!

It just so happened that a young student who was taught by the same school ran to Linshui City to settle down?

'Judging from the behavior style of this young man, it shouldn't be from the younger brother's side, could it be from the older brother's side?That's not true, although the senior brother's temper is gradually getting better, but after all, his eyesight to pick his disciples is ridiculously poor, and they are all vicious juniors...'

'This young man doesn't look like that kind of villain...well, there are so many people who know people and face but don't know what they are, and there are so many people who don't know what they look like, so I can't recognize them right now. '

Old Zhen's expression was hesitant, and his pace quickened. Instead of going back to the clinic, he returned home and got a pen and paper.

Kuaibi wrote a letter, sealed it, and dragged his cronies to send it to a small town.

(ps: The new book sets sail! I hope you will support me a lot, flowers, recommendations, monthly tickets, comments~)

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Chapter 13 Cheng Lingsu

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In the Song Dynasty,

A small town at the foot of a mountain somewhere.

The small figure walked back with the sash on its back, and came to a medicine shop, where it exchanged some copper coins for the medicinal materials.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy squinted her eyes, she looked like a girl in her teens, her complexion was dull, her hair was slightly yellowish, her figure was very petite and exquisite, and she was wearing a coarse linen skirt, which was quite neat.

The appearance is not outstanding, but those eyes are bright and energetic, forgetting the commonplace.

Seeing her like this, the shopkeeper felt pitiful in his heart, but he silently lowered the price of the medicinal materials, and the copper coins delivered were reduced by half.

The little girl didn't seem to notice it at all, took the copper coin, turned around and left.

After purchasing some things in the small town, I walked around for a while, and then I was about to leave. When I passed by a small village, the little girl looked over it casually.

A short piece of rag was tied to the side of the gate.

The little girl trembled slightly, and stared straight at the little rag. Some emotions finally appeared in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, but she quickly restrained herself and left silently.

night......

A petite and exquisite black shadow landed in front of Xiaozhuang's gate, and did not open the door. It only jumped lightly, borrowed strength from the wall twice, and easily crossed the wall and landed in the village.

He took out some candles for lighting, looked all the way, searched in the house, and finally found a letter from the mezzanine of one of the drawers.

Impressively written on the envelope [Respectfully, Senior Brother Yi'an]

Looking at the letter, the black figure seemed to be agitated. He held it for a while without making any movement. After a long time, he silently put it back in his arms, extinguished the candle, and disappeared into the night.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a simple and desolate residence, and several houses look like it.

The little girl lit the lamp, took out the letter in her arms, opened it carefully and read it.

After a while, put down the letter.

With a slight frown, he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Linshui County..."

He looked again at the names of the people mentioned in the letter, and a trace of doubt and consideration flashed in his clear eyes.

In the end, it all turned into firmness.

Early the next morning, the little girl packed her bags and left here step by step.

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Three months later.

Mr. Zhen looked at the petite and dainty girl in front of him with a dazed look on his face.

"Brother, he actually..."

After being in a trance for a while, I came back to my senses. Seeing this little nephew's face was pale, but Yu Yu's eyes showed sadness, and he couldn't help but sighed: "Cheng Lingsu, Lingshu, Suwen...it seems that brother is right. You value it very much, you these years... Alas!"

Although he didn't know the specifics of these years, it was really not easy for a little girl to survive alone. Seeing her pale face and a little withered hair, he knew that her daily life must be not very good.

After a few words of relief, Mr. Zhen sighed and said: "I sent the letter this time, I wanted to verify it, but I didn't expect my brother to pass away... It's been two years. I don't know."

Cheng Lingsu pursed her lips and said softly: "Master once said that Uncle Zhen is the most kind and kind person. In the early years, he didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the family, so he avoided living in seclusion, and he didn't want to disturb you because of it. "

Hearing this, Old Zhen smiled wryly and said, "It's hard for him to think like that..."

"Why did he change his dharma name again? I remember that when he just became a monk, he took up a dharma name of "Great Anger", and later changed it to a "Yi An" dharma name for some reason.Now, it has become "no hatred" again?Ha, how strange. "

When mentioning this matter, Cheng Lingsu also showed a slight smile, and said softly: "Master said, this dharma name signifies his practice. When the old man just became a monk, he had a hot temper, so he called it "big anger"; later, he gradually cultivated his body and cultivated his character. Then he called it "One Anger"; when he accepted disciples as disciples, he changed "One Anger" to "Slight Anger"; a few years ago, he thought that he had successfully cultivated and held it, so he became "No Anger". "

Old Zhen shook his head slightly and laughed: "When I was studying in the same discipline, I couldn't bear his violent temper. I never thought that I would change my temper when I was old. It's a pity that I didn't see him again."

After saying that, his expression became slightly dazed again, as if reminiscing.

Cheng Lingsu didn't say a word to interrupt, but secretly lowered his head, occasionally seeing the changes in Zhen Lao's expression, and felt a little relieved.

Reminiscing for a moment, Mr. Zhen also came back to his senses, and apologized to Cheng Lingsu: "It's always like this when people get old, don't mind."

Cheng Lingsu shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

Mr. Zhen stroked his beard, looked at Cheng Lingsu, pondered for a while and said, "Except for you and me, who else knows the news of Senior Brother's death?"

Cheng Lingsu said: "Several brothers and sisters don't know about it. Uncle Shi guessed it, and gathered all the forces in Yaowangzhuang under his hands."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhen frowned: "No wonder you are like this... You must have suffered a lot, alas! Forget it, Junior Brother Shi has a vicious and cunning temperament, how can you, a weak girl, fight against him. "

Pity this nephew is so young, without the protection of his senior brother, he might not be able to walk an inch, his face is so yellow and thin from hunger, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly when he heard the words, expressing his understanding.

And as smart as she is, she can hear the fear in this Master Zhen's words.

It was obvious that he didn't want to deal with Uncle Shi.

Cheng Lingsu didn't say much about this.

Mr. Zhen obviously didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked instead: "Since you are the closed disciple of senior brother, you must know all the disciples under his sect? But there is a disciple called 'Fang Han'?"

Cheng Lingsu also learned something from the letter earlier, knowing that Uncle Zhen met someone who seemed to be from the same school, and the letter was also from seeking evidence, so he couldn't help but think a little bit.

With bright eyes open, he shook his head slightly and said, "No, I've never heard of it from Master. I only know that Master, an old man, had accepted three disciples before me, namely Senior Brother Murong, Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Sister Xue. .”

When Mr. Zhen heard the words, his expression was also puzzled: "Is that so, it's really strange..."

Cheng Lingsu pondered for a while, and guessed: "Master, the old man should not hide this from me. If he is not under the master's sect, Mr. Zhen would not know it. Maybe... he is an apprentice from Mr. Shi?"

Mr. Zhen shook his head directly: "It's unlikely, Fang Han is a kind-hearted man with a lot of good deeds. And Junior Brother Shi... I don't shy away from you, he is really not a good person, he is cruel, cunning, and vicious. To the extreme, he was partly responsible for the reason why I left back then. Can such a person teach such a benevolent doctor?"

Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly when he heard this, and said, "So that's the case, but it's because my nephew misunderstood."

Mr. Zhen still felt very puzzled. Since none of the three senior brothers were brothers, where did Xiaoyou Han's medical heritage come from?

It can't just pop up all of a sudden, can it?

He never imagined that Fang Han's medical skills came from him...

For a while, Mr. Zhen sighed, put it down for the time being, and asked Cheng Lingsu: "Although your master and I had conflicts in the past, it was just a dispute of spirit. You are his closed disciple. No matter what, I also Will take care of you."

Then he said: "It's just that I'm not as capable of medical skills as your master, nor have I earned such a huge Yaowangzhuang property like him. There is only one-third of an acre of land. Are you willing to keep it?" ?”