Licorice Hall, a courtyard, four people, five tables. Yes, these people were the ones who had returned from the village. They had made a big mistake and were being punished in the yard. Fan Xiaoxi sighed, God, is it true that all students in the world have the only way to solve their mistakes by punishing them with copying?
Looking at the left side, Gan Muyu and Lian Yueting were copying seriously, and then looking at the right side, Gao Zhuli was also copying seriously, and only Chen Hongjing's position was free. Hey, I am so envious that Chen Hongjing would be taken away by Xu Huixin to give Tang Turing acupuncture at this time every day.
I heard from Old Man Tang that Chen Hongjing was kicked by the man in black and his meridians were slightly damaged. As long as you do acupuncture every day, your body will soon return to its original state. Moreover, Fan Xiaoxi secretly heard the old woman saying that Chen Hongjing's physique was very good and he could recover easily after being injured. Isn't this kind of physique just like his own, very suitable for taking the path of a warrior?
It's a pity that he transformed all the martial arts skills that Lao Luo transferred to himself into Qi Refiners. As he said this, he thought of Lao Luo again. Fan Xiaoxi looked towards the door, and there was a man standing at the door, also looking at him. Hey, what a coincidence. Anyway, there is no Master to supervise them now, so just go and have a look.
"Are you so nice to come and visit me? Cousin?" Fan Xiaoxi walked to his cousin's side with a smile.
Fan Yintang, the son of Uncle Fan Xiaoxi, is also a student of the deputy hall master Qian Shantai. He is also known as the first genius of the Licorice Hall. He came a year later than Fan Xiaoxi, but he is outstanding in both medical skills and cultivation. Learn faster than Fan Xiaoxi. Many people particularly admired him for his humility and affability. Sometimes even the masters were confused and wanted to find someone to discuss with him. The first choice was Fan Yintang.
However, such a kind and humble person was at odds with his cousin. Some people rumored that the position of head of the Fan family was inherited directly. Since his uncle is now the head of the family, the next head of the family will naturally be passed down to Fan Xiaoxi. Maybe that's why he treated Fan Xiaoxi so badly. But it would be like this for anyone. Obviously I am better than my cousin, why can't I get better? Shouldn't hard work be as good as birth?
As for any other reasons, it is unknown.
Fan Yintang said calmly: "Uncle Fuhe fainted a few days ago, that is, a few days before you came back. They didn't notify me, and they didn't come to inform me until today."
Fan Xiaoxi was silent for a while and said with a smile: "Since you can tell me so calmly, it proves that Lao Luo is fine. Hey, it's fine."
"It's okay now, but it doesn't mean it'll be okay next moment. My uncle personally went to see the owner of the Jingmo Pavilion. The owner of the Jingmo Pavilion said that if a radical cure cannot be developed, Uncle Fuhe won't be able to survive more than three months. Uncle Fuhe He seemed to know that he didn't have much time left, so he left a letter and a gift for you." After saying that, Fan Yintang handed the things to Fan Xiaoxi.
Fan Xiaoxi didn't take the thing from Fan Yintang's hand and ran straight out. Fan Yintang also followed the direction of his cousin and walked out.
Luo Fuhe was still dressed as thickly as before, sitting in the martial arts arena and watching other children practicing martial arts. Each one had a red face, punching and palming each other in a decent manner. It really looks a bit like Fan Xiaoxi when he was a child.
"Hey, Lao Luo, who do you think is coming?" A loud voice came from a distance. Luo Fuhe looked at the direction of the sound in surprise. Hey, that voice, the brat is back? Luo Fuhe looked outside the door. First, a head jumped out, and then he was holding a chicken.
"Lao Luo, do you think what I brought to you?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "The Suzaku is reborn from the ashes, the sure thing. If you eat it, your body will be strong. You can kill nine cows with one punch."
"Don't worry, don't worry, here's your favorite thing, Lao Luo." Fan Xiaoxi took out two more bottles of wine from his arms.
Lao Luo shook his left hand, became playful, and said with a smile: "Oh, no one knows me better than Brother Xiaoxi." Then he looked at the children who were practicing boxing, and continued: "There are children here. , let’s change places, eat slowly, drink slowly, and talk slowly.”
The two looked at each other and said in unison again: "Bashi."
The two of them came to the courtyard and sat back down at the same spot they always sat in when they were children. Fan Xiaoxi took out two jade wine glasses and filled them up. He said to Luo Fuhe: "Old rules, you eat the left chicken leg, I eat the right chicken leg, we are brothers. I eat the left chicken wing, you eat the right chicken wing, we fly together."
Luo Fuhe took the chicken drumstick from Fan Xiaoxi's hand, took a bite and said, "Young master, how old are you? It's okay for you to feel like brothers and sisters with me. But it's unreasonable for you to fly together with me. What if? Is there any girl who is really interested in you, but you tell her, Oh no, Lao Luo and I are flying together. Wouldn't that scare other good girls away?" Lao Luo waved his hand and said with twinkling eyes, He drank the glass of wine on the table and continued to smile: "Did Master Yintang give you the letter?"
Fan Xiaoxi also drank the glass of wine in front of him in one breath, nodded and said: "I gave it, but I didn't take it. Lao Luo, you are not honest, you want to send me away with a letter and a profit? I Tell you, it’s impossible! I want at least this number.”
Luo Fuhe looked at Fan Xiaoxi and raised two fingers and said with a smile: "Hey, don't you just want two more letters? Lao Luo can afford it."
Fan Xiaoxi shook his head and sighed: "Lao Luo, do you think my situation is that small? Two hundred letters, my wife and I each have one hundred letters. You have to give me at least one hundred years to live." Ah, Lao Luo."
Lao Luo was startled, and then the whole room burst into laughter: "That's not enough. Your son, your daughter, why don't I prepare one or two thousand envelopes?"
Now it was Fan Xiaoxi's turn to be stunned, then he filled the two empty glasses with wine, shook it and said with a smile: "Hey, Lao Luo, you are treating my future wife as a sow, right? You can have as many children as you want." How many babies are there?"
Lao Luo stretched out his thumb and said coquettishly: "Young Master has great physical strength and waist strength. The important task of spreading the branches and leaves of our Fan Mansion belongs to you, Young Master."
"Fuck you, stop talking so much and have a drink."
Fan Yintang heard this outside and left immediately. He went to Fan Xiaoxi's room and put several recipes he had written on his table. He would not tell him in person that he had worked hard on it and stayed up all night for a while before researching it. Helpful recipe from Uncle.
Chen Hongjing meditated in the room and adjusted his breathing. After several times of acupuncture and moxibustion, the master helped him to recover. As a mountain man, he could slowly sense where the true energy was flowing in his body. Being aware of the flow of Qi in the body is the first step on the path to cultivation.
However, Chen Hongjing still didn't think much about it, but it seemed that he had to embark on this path.
Chen Hongjing slowly exhaled a long breath, forget it, don't think about it for now. He turned around and said to Gao Zhuli that it was fine, but it was already getting so late. If he went to Fan Xiaoxi's house again, would it disturb his family's rest?
Gao Zhuli waved his hand and told Chen Hongjing that he could rest assured that Fatty Fan would probably treat us to a late-night snack if we got there.
Chen Hongjing was still a little worried and continued to ask: "Then if we go out casually, we won't be scolded by the masters, right?"
Gao Zhuli hit Chen Hongjing on the head with one hand. When did he become so timid? He quickly left.
Chen Hongjing followed Gao Zhuli. You have never seen Mrs. Tang lose his temper, right? Tang Turing used a few acupuncture needles for him. The intensity of the force made him scream in pain. Thinking back now, I get goosebumps all over my body.
Fan Xiaoxi took a large number of books on difficult and complicated diseases from the library of Licorice Hall and came back to read them. According to the elixirs he had made before and the suggestions given to him by his father and masters, he still encountered the bottleneck.
At this moment, I can't help but rely on others. My father and second uncle have business dealings and have their own patients to take care of, so I feel even more attentive to Lao Luo. As for the Master and the others, this is even more true. The first thing they did when they came back was to go to the door of the Blood Scorpion Hall, throw the body of the white bear directly in front of the door, and let the Blood Scorpion Hall give an explanation to the Licorice Hall.
As long as his master Xu Huixin and Song Yuzhang went to make trouble, even a hall master had to join in the fun. What does it look like? Fortunately, at least there is a deputy hall leader who is a little bit normal. As for them, Lao Luo in his own house is very concerned about them.
"Xiaoxi, you can't always rely on others, and you can't have no confidence in yourself. Uncle Fuhe is your bodyguard, and you also treat him as a friend. Do you have the confidence to use the knowledge you are about to go to school to save you? This friend?"
"I have it. Lao Luo will leave it to me. He will be my first patient."
Fan Xiaoxi washed his face with water and remembered the conversation with his father three years ago. It was a little ridiculous, but it was also such a warm conversation.
"Fan Xiaoxi, Fan Xiaoxi, you only have the last three months left. You have to do it whether you can or not. Lao Luo's life can only be placed in your hands." Fan Xiaoxi Xi patted his face and turned back to his room.
When he went back, he saw that Chen Hongjing and Gao Zhuli were already reading books in his room naturally, and what was even more surprising was that Fan Yintang was also there. Gao Zhuli pointed to the bowl next to him and said, "Not to mention, Yintang's late-night snacks are more delicious than yours. Yes, learn from Yintang."
Fan Yintang immediately interrupted and said: "Stop talking, finish eating quickly, and read a book quickly. Don't waste time."
Fan Xiaoxi smiled and said thank you to Fan Yintang, his cousin. Then he picked up the bowl and started reading. As I have said before, Lao Luo's current situation is indeed difficult to deal with. He is not a mountain person, but he still has a trace of true energy in his body, and he is not a complete mountain person. It is because of that trace of true energy circulating in every part of Lao Luo's body that Lao Luo can hold on until now. If it weren't for that qi, Lao Luo would have been poisoned to death by the poison in his body.
If Lao Luo transfers his cultivation to himself, he will die. If he does not transfer his cultivation to himself, he will be entangled with the poison in his body, and his meridians will be severed and die.
The conflict between the meridians, whether the acupuncture points are also full of poisonous gas, just relying on that trace of true energy cannot circulate for long, and it may not take three months for Lao Luo. What exactly is the problem? If it doesn't work to deliver the true energy, it is very likely to suffer backlash. It was fine when a problem was discovered at the beginning, but after the onset of the disease, the meridians become very fragile, and a trace of true energy is already considered the limit.
Fan Xiaoxi sighed and closed the book. Gao Zhuli and Chen Hongjing had already gone back to the guest room to rest, and Fan Yintang was also driven away by Fan Xiaoxi. He picked up the letter Lao Luo wrote to him and hesitated whether to open it and read it. Forget it, let’s open that red packet first.
A huge amount of silver notes appeared in front of Fan Xiaoxi. Fan Xiaoxi smiled. This Lao Luo really gave all his savings to himself. In this way, at this moment, he really wanted Lao Luo to write something for himself. What.
Written to my young master, Fan Xiaoxi:
Young Master, first of all I wish you a son soon. Oh, no, I should wish you a happy marriage and then have a son soon. I am a rough person with little education. I hope you will forgive me, young master. Actually, this is the first time that a rough guy like me has asked you to write a letter. I don’t know why I wrote this letter to you. Maybe I heard someone on the street a few days ago saying that writing a letter can better express the feelings in my heart. Ideas expressed.
Young Master, do you still remember the first time we met? Hey, that's right, it's the Suzaku that is about to be reborn from the ashes. In fact, I fell in love with you from the first time. At that time, I really didn’t know that it was you who the master asked me to protect.
Young Master, I am very lucky to be the first patient on your medical path. Because in this, I saw Fan Mansion, Licorice Hall, and everything you did for me, and I was very moved. You personally tested the medicine for me, the master helped me to ask the owner of the Jingmo Pavilion to help me see a doctor, and the masters of the Licorice Pavilion found useful medicinal materials for me. Lao Luo kept it in mind and was already very satisfied. The only regret is that I may not be able to see you start a family and become the head of the new generation of Fan family. Oh, by the way, Lao Luo said something wrong. You told me that you don't like to be the head of the Fan family, so Lao Luo doesn't seem to see that you want to be who you want to be. However, no matter what, young master, you are already great in Lao Luo's heart.
Lao Luo had nothing left for the young master. He only gave his modest cultivation and so many years of savings to the young master. Don't be dissatisfied, young master. If Lao Luo really can't be saved by then, it'll be okay. Lao Luo will protect the young master for the rest of his life.
Fan Xiaoxi wiped his eyes and murmured: "This Yintang, cook a late-night snack and put so many chili peppers in it. It's so spicy that it makes me cry. I really want to kill me." No, Lao Luo wrote He was so moved that he must be cured of his illness. When the time came, he would write a letter to himself, which would embarrass him to death.
Fan Xiaoxi opened the door, planning to blow in the cold air before going in to read. When he opened the door, the lights in the guest room and Fan Yintang's room were still there. It turns out that everyone hasn’t given up yet.
