Chapter Thirty-seven: Zhou Zaiqing shows the way in times of crisis, Zhang Chengwen visits immortals by bicycle
For three days in a row, Zhou Zaiqing performed acupuncture and prescribed prescriptions, but Xiaoruo never got better. Zhang Ji then boiled the medicine with his own hands, used Qigong and breath control in the morning and evening, and served everyone around him. On the fourth day, Zhou Zaiqing and Li Dadu invited Zhang Ji to the court. Zhou Zaiqing suddenly knelt on his knees and apologized. Zhang Ji felt a chill in his heart when he saw this. It seemed that the poison was really powerful. He was under the goddess. The person in the cave didn't think anything of it, but if it were someone else, how could he resist?
Zhang Ji hurriedly helped Captain Zhou up and said, "Master Zhou, you must never do this! I am extremely grateful to Mr. Zhang for being helped by the Beggar Clan." He then said to Li Beggar: " There is no need to panic, I have a sworn brother who is very skilled in medicine, but he is not here right now. If I find him, I believe he will be able to cure this poison." Even though he said this, he was also muttering in his heart. : Xiaoruo's poisoning is so serious that all the brothers are afraid of serving their lives in the White Lotus Sect. It's true that water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the nearer.
Li Dadu, who was on the side, became overjoyed when he heard the words and said: "Yes, yes! Judge Chou has great medical skills, and he will definitely be able to cure the disease with medicine." Unexpectedly, Zhou Zaiqing just shook his head and couldn't help it. He was outspoken and couldn't hold back anything he said. , seeing him sighing and saying: "It's not that I'm talkative, this 'Soul-Chasing Pill' villain can't cure him. Judge Chou can't be cured even with Bian Que's skill and Zhong Jing's qigong. I think we can only find a unique antidote." , can be saved!"
Li Dadu knew that what he said was true and lowered his head again. Others don't know it, but he, the old beggar, knows it very well. Among the martial arts, he really can't say who is the best in martial arts. But he can judge who is the best in medical skills. Judge Chou is known as the best in the world, and his nephew is enough. He can afford to be second in the world. It's just that he is in a beggar gang and holds an important position. For many years, he has assisted important figures in the gang to deal with mundane affairs, and has no chance to become famous. Moreover, he himself is by no means a person who pursues fame, so how does the world know about his methods?
Li Jiaohuazi thought about it and nodded slowly to Zhang Ji. Zhang Ji knew that this senior member of the Beggar Clan was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Since he nodded, it meant that what Zhou Zaiqing said was true. I am afraid that the third brother would be helpless here.
Suddenly he remembered that the soul-chasing judge in the Goddess Cave had slapped him, and his life or death was uncertain. If this person really died, he didn't know if there was any antidote left in the world. If it really happened, it would have to be in the hands of a group of demons from the White Lotus Sect. I wanted to kill the White Lotus Sect immediately.
Zhang Ji was anxious and was about to leave. Li and Zhou hurriedly stopped him. Zhou Zaiqing said: "Not far from here is Zhongnan Mountain. There are thousands of hermits and masters on Zhongnan Mountain, including clouds of Quanzhen Sect masters. Moreover, because the sect has strict rules and Taoist priests are dedicated to seeking the Tao, they rarely go into the rivers and lakes, so the world does not know about it. Ever since I was ordered to take care of the Beggar Gang's affairs in Shaanxi, every time there is a drought or plague, I often see the masters of Zhongnan Mountain possessing miraculous medicines. , I went down the mountain to heal the people, so I got to know something about it. And because I still had the final say in everything in the gang here, I was fortunate enough to get to know Yunyang Dazhen, the headmaster of the Quanzhen Sect. It would be better to wait for me to write a book for Daxia Zhang to take with him. Madam, I went up to the mountain to seek advice from Master Yunyang, and there may be something I can do about this matter."
Zhang Ji was overjoyed when he heard this. The origin of Zhongnan Mountain was that it was a place for hermits and masters to seek enlightenment. At that time, Yin Xi, the magistrate of Hangu Pass, loved to observe astronomy and read ancient books, so he was very well-educated. He built a building with grass at the northern foot of Zhongnan Mountain and named it "Caolou Temple". He often climbed the building to watch the stars and watch the weather. Legend has it that one night, when he was gazing at the night sky, he saw purple clouds gathering in the east, shaped like flying dragons, rolling towards the west. He had a premonition that a saint must be passing through this pass, so he sent people to sprinkle water on the road and burn incense along the way to welcome him. Soon, I saw an old man wearing colorful auspicious clouds and riding a green ox. The person who came was none other than Lao Tzu Li Er. Yin Xi hurriedly invited Lao Tzu to the thatched tower to worship him as a disciple, hoping that he could preach and resolve his doubts. I happily taught him all the five thousand words of the Tao Te Ching, and then passed away.
Later, all famous hermits yearned for it, and countless people from the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism came from Zhongnan Mountain. Qiu Chuji, a master of the Quanzhen sect in the previous dynasty, was received by Genghis Khan and preached on ways to maintain health and prolong life. He was greatly respected and thus prospered. As of this dynasty, although his reputation is not as good as that of Shaolin and Wudang, he is an expert and is naturally no less famous than the other martial arts schools.
Li Dadu was also overjoyed when he heard this, and said to Zhang Jiyan: "The person who rescued the young master a few days ago was none other than Master Yunyang of the Quanzhen sect. I think his martial arts skills may be better than those of my master. If Master Zhang comes to visit, Madam There will definitely be help, and no matter what happens, the father and son can be reunited. If we can meet one or two experts, we may be able to give him a good recipe. It's not too late, so Zhang Ji should act quickly." He didn't see Zhang Ji agree, so he greeted someone. All the disciples prepared carriages, horses, bedding, dry food and meals.
Zhang Ji walked into the inner hall and saw Xiao Ruoyu's body, piled up on the bed like croakers. He felt pity and pain in his heart. Xiao Ruo had known that he had come in, and gasped: "Are you leaving?" Zhang Jin hummed and said: "Now the brothers have lost contact for a long time, and we don't know where the White Lotus Sect's main altar is. I plan to take him with me." I’ll take you up to Mount Zhongnan to ask Master Yunyang for advice.”
Xiaoruo was about to open his mouth, but he coughed for a while. Zhang Ji hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her, pressed her back a few times, and said softly: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, everything will be fine!" Xiao Ruo felt sweet in her heart, and then After a cough, he turned around and said to Zhang Ji: "Take Yan'er with you!"
Zhang Ji hesitated in his heart. He originally wanted to ask Li Dadu and Monk Tenzin to send her to Xianyun Village, where she would be safe. After thinking about it in his heart, he said "But..." and then fell silent. Xiao Ruo said again: "We can no longer let her live a life without a mother."
Zhang Ji felt a stab of pain in his heart again, but he was her man and he couldn't show weakness in front of her. It was a sign of incompetence.
He hummed and then said: "Xuan'er is at Zhongnan Mountain's Yunyang Zhenren's place. Let's pick him up by the way. From now on, we won't live in Lijia Town anymore. We will live in Xianyun Village, which is better."
While he was talking, someone called outside. Zhang Ji wrapped Xiaoruo in a quilt and gently carried him out. Xiao Ziyan was already in the carriage, waiting for her with the curtains raised. Zhou Zaiqing's wife put a fur coat on her.
After finishing packing, Zhang Ji turned around and bowed to everyone. He suddenly got up the brothers and pulled Li Dadu and Monk Tenzin aside.
Zhang Jiyan said: "I have something to hold you up with, please don't refuse, two seniors!" Li Dadu laughed, stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Don't worry, Zhang Daxia, the old beggar will definitely bring this letter, not only can Once it's done, I need to bring the great monk along with me, and I'll also give him a punch and two kicks." Monk Fan became confused, but Zhang Ji was surprised: How could this strange man know what I was thinking? ?
The old beggar smiled and said nothing, and Zhang Ji couldn't help but admire him a little more. Thinking about it, the nameless Li Dadu, who said that he had everything in his mind, was no lie. Immediately, he said thanks and bowed.
Zhou Zaiqing also brought letters and pointed out the way. Zhou Zaiqing originally wanted to send someone to escort him, but Zhang Ji didn't dare to go to the trouble. He thanked him repeatedly and declined, then he resigned and drove his carriage to the west.
Xiao Ruo, who was in the car, felt more at ease than ever before, and she was extremely proud in her heart. The man in front of her, all the heroes in the world would fear him like a tiger when they heard his name. But such a man, at this moment, was fighting for He was anxious, you could tell by the way he drove the animals. Also for himself, this man actually put the promise of life and death as brothers behind him.
Everything about the first time she met him suddenly appeared in her mind: the sound of silk and bamboo in the Hongmei Building, the setting sun in front of the Wangxiang Pavilion, and the small two-story building.
He was the first person who dared to slap himself, and he was also the first person who stopped himself from being presumptuous. Within a month, he tried his best to run away thirteen times, but even if he didn't return, he would mention him like a rabbit. Come back and throw it into the house, then ignore it.
She also didn't expect that such a rude man could take care of children and cook. The food he cooked was the most delicious in the world.
I don't know from which day she actually listened to him, and when he asked her to do this or that, she didn't even have the slightest resistance. Several times when he went out, she actually looked forward to his return, learning to cook for him, and serving him water and tea.
He said that he had been looking for him for ten years, and it was him, and there was no frivolity and dirtiness in his eyes at all. It was also him who, for the first time, made himself doubt the appearance that he had always been proud of.
She once again hated her origins, hated her past, hated the face that had smiled in front of thousands of men - would he dislike her for coming from a poor background? Will he feel that he is a despicable person? Thinking of this, she began to panic, and she spent countless nights with unprecedented fear and uneasiness.
She learned to be more and more well-behaved, and took good care of her two children, grooming and caring for them, cutting new clothes, and even began to please him, caring about what dishes he liked to eat, his living habits, and everything about him.
Whenever late at night, he would always stare at the night sky quietly in a daze, and then sigh longly. Countless nights, I have been wondering, what kind of man is he? ——Thinking of this, her heart beats faster and she can't sleep for a long time.
I have seen many handsome and charming men in the romantic field, but I was completely fascinated by this ordinary-looking middle-aged man next to me.
Finally one day, she made an astonishing decision: she prepared a table full of dishes, fifty kilograms of aged wine, and put her two children to sleep after the meal. Then she plucked up the courage, pulled him along and started to persuade him to drink. He did not reject her strengths and drank more than half a bottle in a row. She clearly saw that he was drunk, then lowered his head and cried.
After a lot of effort, she pulled him to the bed, then peeled off his clothes layer by layer, exposing the tendons and scars, and then stripped herself naked.
But she has eternal pain: she has been reduced to a place of love and sex, and she has long been a waste of time.
She also clearly remembered his every move when he sobered up, the panic and uneasiness. She also clearly remembered that he still jumped on the bed again and put his arms around her... Then, she let the two The child changed her name to mother.
She was always glad that she could meet him, because there was no trace of disgust in his eyes.
There were more voices outside the car, breaking her reverie, and another slightly magnetic voice came: "It's getting dark, let's rest here for the night!" As she spoke, two gentle but strong arms had already stretched out, While hugging himself, he protected his daughter.
She stretched out her hand to straighten his hair, and suddenly saw a patch of white at the root of his hair, which made her heart ache.
The waiter arranged for them a small and medium-sized guest room, which was clean and tidy. Zhang Ji had a blast on the brazier, and soon it became even hotter. After a while, a bowl of black-bone chicken soup was brought. Xiaoruo ate half of the bowl and coaxed Xiao Ziyan to eat several pieces. Due to the bumpy day, the child was already tired and fell asleep on his arm.
Zhang Ji remained silent, suddenly got up and went out, asked for a jar of wine, came in, took off his robe and shoes, got on the bed, and said: "I'll make love with you two in bed!" Xiao Ruo laughed after hearing this. : "You're so shameless! Be careful not to let the children hear you." He leaned over again and said, "I don't know who warmed up the quilt for whom!"
Zhang Ji murmured a few times, stretched out his arm to hold her, and continued: "I'm not ashamed. I kept telling the brothers that I wanted to save you, but instead I acted like Zhang Sheng who jumped over the flower wall." Xiao Ruoqing She kissed him lightly on the face, closed her eyes, stretched out her arms and hugged him tighter.
Zhang Ji took a deep breath and said slowly: "I have been running around for half my life. When have you ever had such tenderness?" Xiao Ruo turned around and touched his face and said: "You have had gray hair in the past two days. !" Then there was a burst of coughing.
Zhang Ji hurriedly helped him sit up, took off her blouse, and a steady stream of powerful inner energy flowed into it. After a long time, he saw that her breathing was getting steady and she was relieved, and he quickly helped her lie down, sitting on the bedside. He stared at her blankly and said nothing.
After a long while, Xiao Ruo suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I remember that day we met Bai Yuan, the Thousand Arms and Thousand Faces Zong. I originally promised him, and the matchmaker was Zuo Zhenxiong." Zhang Ji smiled slightly and said nothing. Xiaoruo continued: "When I was in Yangzhou that year, I received an order to entertain important people from above. The person who came was Zong Baiyuan. Zong Baiyuan came to listen to the music several times after that. Every time I didn't give any explanation when I got back, but when I arrived in Nanyang, Zuo Zhenxiong came to talk to me as a matchmaker."
Zhang Ji bowed his head and said nothing. Xiao Ruo laughed and said that he was jealous and said, "I didn't expect you to overturn the jealousy vat!"
This was not what Zhang Ji was thinking about. Now that there is this issue, it will be more difficult to find an antidote in the future. But at the moment he said: "I am guarding such a lovely person like you, why should I be jealous?" ? But someone got into a fight, and it will be a bad experience in the future."
Xiaoruo's heart immediately brightened: this time Zong Baiyuan ordered people to deal a cruel blow to him, it was probably because of this reason. Let's not talk about the sincerity for now. Just this kind of thing has already spread in the religion. How can Zong Baiyuan be so cruel? I am afraid that I will lose face this time and be in trouble. Immediately he replied: "When the time comes, I will just sit on the sidelines and watch how you deal with it."
Xiaoruo was poisoned and his life was hanging by a thread, but the two of them were talking and joking, and everyone understood in their hearts: they were just trying to comfort each other.
Zhang Ji said a few words and then became speechless. He was not good at words, so how could he compare to others' eloquence? He covered her with a quilt and coaxed her to sleep like a child.
Zhang Ji looked at this woman, who was more than ten years younger than him, in trance.
In recent days, he has experienced a sweet taste that he has never experienced in his life: he is afraid! I clearly realized that I was afraid! In the days when the blade of a knife was licking blood, he had never felt what it was like to be afraid!
He had been taught poetry and calligraphy by his father since he was a child. He once thought that he was extremely smart, but when he was sixteen years old, he failed the county children's examination three times in a row. Gun and stick, longing for Wei Qing, Huo Qubing and Yang Wei's battlefield.
The old man originally pointed him to gain fame and glory, but he was young and stubborn and refused to listen. In this way, he also neglected his studies. He also had to pass on a set of magical skills from an expert, and even abandoned his literary studies. How arrogant will he be when he succeeds? , and met several like-minded people who practiced martial arts and discussed military affairs all day long. When soldiers were recruited, they happily defected to Yu Dayou, and became life-and-death friends with six brothers in the army.
Man's fate is not as good as God's, that is, in a short time, he was deprived of military status and never recruited. After living in the rivers and lakes, he no longer had the ambitions of the past. Along with the emperor Chrysostom, he lost more than ten years of hard work on the battlefield. , and his ambition to serve the country on the battlefield and bless the common people.
After another ten years, he traveled north and south, and he was no longer the energetic young man he used to be. He was only accompanied by endless sadness and anger all day long.
He is not like his eldest brother, who is full of Mengchang spirit and has the same wisdom and calculation as Fan Li; nor is he like the third brother who can be obsessed with medicine and stone medicine; nor is he like the fourth and fifth brothers who are still full of passion and do not hesitate to remain anonymous. , with another face, he continues to be enthusiastic about his career and work hard for the Tian family; he is not as careless as the stone statue of the seventh brother. He has nothing in the first place, so how can he cause dust; in the final analysis, he is most similar to the sixth brother, but the sixth brother has a deep heart. Knowledge is infinitely better than one's own, and it can always relieve oneself from sorrow. In the final analysis, one is the most inferior to others.
After ten years in the arena, his fiery young heart has long since cooled down, even become numb. Every time he sits quietly in the dead of night, he examines his life. He has failed in his studies and enlisted in the army, but he still fights and kills and runs endlessly. Where can he really do anything? Live a great event that will benefit the common people?
He was nicknamed the "Red-handed Slaughterer", but his hands were stained with blood. He had paid for it with the lives of others. Even so, people in the world still despised him more than praised him. The world had long regarded him as a savage beast. Avoiding it for fear of not being able to do it - he feels that this life will be like this, and he can't succeed without success.
Until this woman, who was fifteen years younger than him, boldly and recklessly threw herself into his arms. He seemed to have regained his youthful ambition. Although the two little guys were not his own, they were both "daddy". It made him feel like a sand gull wandering between heaven and earth, which had found a home and a destination.
From then on, he felt that even if he ran for the promise of his fourth and fifth brothers, what could he do if he fought through mountains of swords and seas of fire? My heart is at ease, truly at ease.
After a long sigh, Zhang Ji looked at that lovely face and found that he had already fallen asleep.
There was another burst of indescribable pain. If it wasn't for her negligence, how could she have suffered so much? She was a strong woman and she had suffered enough.
He instantly felt his own incompetence. No matter how high his martial arts skills were, he could not protect the woman in his arms and the children under his knees, so what was the use?
An idea suddenly came to mind - retribution! This is really retribution! Over the years, countless lives have been lost at his hands. Even though they all deserved death for their heinous crimes, how could he show mercy? How had I ever thought about the wives, children, and children of those who were killed?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sneered a few times.
A messy knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and the shopkeeper hurriedly ushered him in. Four men with steady breathing carried a man with weak breathing in hurriedly. The shopkeeper must have been afraid, and he couldn't hear the greeting for a long time. Among them A bad-tempered man cursed several times.
Hearing the reaction of the shopkeeper, he came over and said with a smile: "How many rooms do you want?" The bad-tempered one scolded: "What a silly bird! Don't you see any patients? Go and heat some hot water and use one room. !”
Another older voice shouted: "Junior brother, please don't be rude!" The shopkeeper stumbled and was about to go, and then heard four people carrying the patient into the room, rustlingly putting hot water in, and then the few disappeared. From the words, Zhang Ji could tell that each of these people had advanced martial arts skills, and most of them were practicing martial arts to heal their injuries.
Zhang Ji didn't pay much attention. He then raised the wine jar and took a few sips. In fact, he didn't drink even half a kilogram of wine. He was drunk. He was very drunk. He was confused and heard a few people talking next door. Several people deliberately raised their voices. The pressure was very low, but you could still hear clearly. It seemed that the person in the world was hurt by his enemy, so he didn't pay much attention at the moment and just fell asleep leaning against the bed.
