In the village at the foot of Nangong Mountain, anyone with a little knowledge knows that there is an extra woman in Zhao Ziyang's family, who helps Zhao Ziyang take care of the housework. Along with the affairs within the White Tiger Gang, all the trivial matters in the same village are also handled properly and decently, which attracts a lot of attention. Neighbors praised him.
The neighbors didn't know, but they all thought that Zhao Ziyang was getting older and no longer wanted to get involved in the gang affairs. He was looking for a wife and a peaceful life, so they did not hesitate to let the woman appear in public to handle trivial matters within the White Tiger Gang, while he went to find some way to make a living. of work.
And the woman who fled from a foreign country was also shrewd and capable. She managed the White Tiger Gang in an orderly manner, which was actually much more orderly than when Zhao Ziyang was in charge. The members of the gang who were initially critical were surprised by the smooth and sophisticated manner in which the woman spoke and acted. Instead of resisting, they supported her.
The neighbors and gang members were all a little happy about this change. After all, they were used to seeing Zhao Ziyang, and his temperament was not too lovable. Suddenly he was replaced by a woman with an upright face. Even if he had seen her for a long time, it was very satisfying to have good eyesight. Good thing.
If anyone was a little angry about this, it was Zhao Ziyang. No one knows that he does not go out to find work, but practices the method of qi in the house every day. A few months ago, the woman studied the "Guan Qi Theory" with him. Within a day, she could understand her thoughts, and strands of inner Qi penetrated her whole body. She felt very comfortable, as if all the burdens on her body had been thrown away. , the body became lighter.
So Zhao Ziyang couldn't wait to open the second section of the book, wondering what happened. After all, if this momentum continues, I am afraid that after reading this strange book with four sections, I will figure out some rare tricks on my own without a teacher, and then I can go to the rivers and lakes to establish a mountain sect and become a sect of my own. At least I will have enough food and clothing. , if it can spread some reputation in the world, that would be even better.
The woman saw the young Zhao Ziyang's thoughts and tried hard to persuade him. She said that practice is just a step-by-step process. How could he be so eager? If his meridians and body were injured or he went crazy, his life might not be saved. Repeated attempts to persuade him were of no use, but could not get rid of the latter's stubbornness, so the woman angrily explained the second section of the old book on the acupuncture method and left without saying goodbye.
So the leader of the Zhao clan, who was well-known in the villages for several miles around, after studying for several months and forgetting to eat and sleep, naturally collapsed on the bed, unable to get off the ground.
At first, it was just his legs that were a little weak, but within half a day, Zhao Ziyang could no longer feel the hot or cold pain in his lower body. At this time, it was already too late to stop breathing, until now. The woman had no choice but to take care of Zhao Ziyang's food, clothing, daily life, and even the affairs of the gang.
A long time passed in a flash, but Zhao Ziyang's legs did not improve at all, so his mood became more and more urgent. If he really becomes a cripple in the rest of his life and cannot be cured, then the name Zhao Ziyang will really become a truth. For Zhao Ziyang, it will indeed be an unbearable burden.
And all the anger in his heart disappeared in the delicious food served by the woman. No matter how strong your anger is, you should never lose your temper with a girl. Zhao Ziyang has heard this principle told countless times by an old widower who has no wife in the village, and he has already heard it in his ears. Then again, the girl only received a tasteless chicken drumstick at first, and she didn't even put in two grains of salt. He, Zhao Ziyang, who has been teaching the old books for many days not to mention the difficult words in the daily necessities of life, how can he have the face to throw unknown flames at others? If he really acted like this, how should he put aside his not-so-handsome face in the future?
As a result, Zhao Ziyang had no choice but to endure the depressed thoughts every day, but the anger in his heart accumulated day by day, and he could never get rid of it.
Today, the sun is a bit more fierce than usual. The woman picked up her pole and went out to fetch water early in the morning. She also told Zhao Ziyang not to be anxious and would wait for her to return home to prepare the meal.
Zhao Ziyang nodded, still a little dull.
As soon as morning passed, the cicadas chirped in the surrounding mountains and forests. The sound was so loud that Zhao Ziyang, who was just about to turn over and go back to sleep, was extremely annoyed and found it difficult to feel sleepy at all.
"If my legs are intact, I will definitely let these noisy cicadas have a taste of oil and fire." With sleepy eyes, Zhao Ziyang gritted his teeth and propped up his body with his arms, barely leaning against the earth wall. Both legs, waist and abdomen were unable to move. It was not easy to stand up with the strength of both arms alone. Even Zhao Ziyang, who usually led the White Tiger Gang to fight eastward and westward, was sweating on his forehead at this moment, and the sweat flowed into his eyes along his forehead. Extremely stinging.
The young man couldn't help but mutter something bad, and turned his head towards the green mountains outside the window.
If nothing happens, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the top of this mountain for the rest of my life.
Although there are many well-known doctors who have never been exposed to the public, who would come to such a remote countryside to practice medicine? Even if this wandering doctor comes here out of boredom, how can he treat people in vain when his family lives in poverty?
In a daze, the young man glanced at the old book in the corner. The old book had been thrown into the corner by the young man in anger since he had no feeling in his legs. The woman passed by the corner more than once and clearly saw the book. She seemed to know that Zhao Ziyang was in a difficult state of mind and never calmed down. pick up.
Outside the window, there are red flowers and green trees in Nangong Mountain. Dew condenses along the branches and falls on the petals of summer flowers.
Inside the thatched hut, there was a young man prostrate on the ground, beads of sweat rolling down and hitting the loess.
Since both legs are useless, it’s better to have a good look at them.
After all, I have never had a quick trip back to the world.
The cicadas chirped louder.
No one could see it, but two immortals appeared on the top of Nangong Mountain from unknown time.
One is wrapped in a black robe, covering his entire face and body in the robe, only a pair of cold eyes are exposed; the other is wearing a wide robe with big sleeves, and his behavior is calm.
"Although I have always been at odds with you, I am indeed inferior to your fat man's ability to choose disciples. That young man has such a good temperament that even I was a little tempted. I think this person must be the candidate for your mantle. What a pity. If you become my disciple, you will go a lot further than if you were your disciple. It will not be difficult." There was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the man in black robe, but it was hard to tell whether it was teasing or true, it was extremely strange.
"Old poisonous man, I don't like what you said." The fat man in the broad robe and long sleeves opposite him curled his lips, with a look of disapproval on his face. Entering the country, don’t forget that ten years ago I beat you to the top of your mountain, then dragged you out from your mountain gate, and then embedded you in the mountain. What can I do if I give you ten years? But I can barely stand up on my own."
"With all your weight, I'm afraid it's not enough for half a meal of blood for the city at my feet. Don't just want to die." The man in black robe sneered.
"Not convinced? If you are really not convinced, why don't you put the poisonous cicada aside and bite me yourself."
A fat man walks around the world, but the only thing more powerful than a sword is a clever tongue.
