The young man in a gray shirt, his hair hanging casually down to his neck, crossed his legs and closed his eyes on the boulder on the top of the mountain, breathing evenly.
The sky in the distance is slightly bright, and the clear light is beginning to fall, covering the young man's shabby clothes with a layer of golden clouds, as if the gray clouds shaking off the raindrops hide a little bit of the early sunshine.
His consciousness sank in the ring, and he stared at the body with the same face as his.
Two years ago, Yinfeng accidentally ate the herbs he picked up and almost lost his life. He also became anxious and fainted.
Then he woke up in the ring, feeling as if he was blessed with a soul that knew what was going on. Looking at the lifeless eyes floating in the air, a body exactly like his own, Cheng Yun closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the ring, and his other self was still floating strangely.
Suddenly the eyes of the body lit up, and Cheng Yun saw that the body was as transparent as clear water, with light shining from the eyes one after another, and kept going back and forth.
Cheng Yun felt that it was similar to the statue in the old doctor's house. There were many thick and thin lines all over the body, but it was a little different.
I barely remembered it in my mind, and my consciousness sank. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Grandma Li putting away the handkerchief.
Seeing Cheng Yun wake up, Grandma Li stood up with a cold face, and before going out, she told herself that the old doctor had cured Yin Feng and there was nothing serious.
Not forgetting to thank Grandma Li, when Cheng Yun rushed to the old doctor's house, Yin Feng's face was rosy and he was sleeping soundly.
He looked at his brother guiltily. This was the second time that the old man had saved two people's lives.
Even at a young age, he still understands the need to save lives.
Kneeling down and kowtowing heavily, the old doctor did not help Cheng Yun up. He looked at the child he had rescued back to the village with a complex expression, kneeling on the ground and unwilling to get up.
Two eyes in the village stared at him, one from the butcher Zhang's house at the entrance of the village, and the other from the blacksmith's house in the west of the village.
Sighing, just as he was about to pull up Cheng Yun, Yin Feng turned over on the bed and murmured:
"Brother, I'm fine..."
The old man stopped, picked up a cup of tea that had already cooled down, patted Cheng Yun's head, and toasted himself.
Seeing Cheng Yun serving tea seriously, kowtowing three times, and just as he was about to call out to Master, the old doctor interrupted Cheng Yun, the door creaked open, and the blacksmith and the butcher looked at the old doctor coldly.
The traitor who killed his master was the culprit who had turned the battle situation in Jilong Territory from safety to danger earlier. He also single-handedly poisoned half of the enemy cultivators on the battlefield.
Lin Fangshi, who used to be a closed disciple with the best medical skills in the world, is now Lin Laomo, who has the best poison skills in the world.
Regardless of the rising aura of the two big bosses, Lin Fangshi helped Cheng Yun up and said, "You don't have to call me master. If you want to, just call me Mr. Lin."
Seeing that the two people at the door were still not leaving, he shook his head and added: "Come to me as a doctor's apprentice, and you can make a living in the future." The message was transmitted to the ears of the two door gods:
Only knowledge and skills are passed on, and the past is not forgotten.
The two big catchers looked at each other and nodded, but didn't bother to look away.
Before the blacksmith left, he sent an unprecedented message to Mr. Lin, saying that if something happens to Cheng Yun, even if he loses his official position, he will go to the imperial city to falsely accuse you, Mr. Lin.
Butcher Zhang had no choice but to spread his hands, because he had heard it too. After all, he was an outsider in this Zisu country.
Regardless of Cheng Yun's distaste for scratching his hand, Zhang Butcher mentioned Cheng Yun and observed carefully but could not see any shocking talent.
It's hard to understand why the two of them are so obsessed with this child, but one has a bad mind and the other has a bad brain, which makes sense.
After sending the two of them off and asking Cheng Yun to be careful and carry Yin Feng back, Mr. Lin picked up the tea bowl. A broken tea leaf floated on the thin tea soup at the bottom of the bowl, trembling under the reflection of the moonlight.
Memories, like moonlight retained on any mirror, entered the eyes of the old man again.
The master who looked like a madman came towards him with a palm, but he was unwilling to fight back. Lin Fang closed his eyes and held the apprenticeship ceremony for the last time.
Before the severe pain hit, I opened my eyes and saw that the senior brother's breath was weak, and his honest face was full of worry, "Junior brother, I'm fine, go quickly, don't tell junior sister."
So Lin Fangshi, who was even crazier than the possessed half medical saint, killed his master and drove away his master's daughter, his senior sister.
Seeing the miserable face of the monk who died because of his master, Lin Fangshi stepped to the center of the battlefield, his cultivation level changed from body to sky, and the gate of heaven appeared.
The face of a handsome man has gradually become older, and the poison on the top of his head has gradually solidified, and the countless poisons have the vague appearance of alien beasts.
Lin Fangshi laughed sadly, and the strange beasts scattered away, leaving half of the battlefield silent.
After drinking all the tea, the moonlight cannot penetrate.
The old man thought that if he remembered it in advance today, he would not dream about it again when he went to bed at night.
It’s just that I don’t dream about my senior sister.
Ever since Mr. Lin accepted him as his apprentice, Cheng Yun understood that those thick and thin rays of light were the meridians of the human body.
According to the order written down, he channeled the golden power that came from nowhere in his body, and the world in front of Cheng Yun changed.
The subtleties are right in front of your eyes, and you can even roughly see the flow of various spiritual powers.
With the help of the medical theory taught by Mr. Lin and the technique of this eye, Cheng Yun's work efficiency has improved a lot.
But there is a doubt in my mind.
The vein statue in Mr. Lin's house is different from his own, and the gap between it and the ring is even greater.
After careful comparison, I found that the two meridians coincided with my own, with four more meridians and four meridians than a normal person.
Putting away his doubts, Cheng Yun closed his eyes. When his eyes were warm, he looked towards the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. He immediately memorized in his mind where the herbs were and where the beasts were.
Avoiding the ferocious beasts, I picked some mature herbs, wild vegetables and fruits, and then went into a valley to bring out two bouquets of purple flowers.
A little head poked out of the door of Zhang Butcher's house at the entrance of the village. Zhang Ling'er saw Cheng Yun and quickly turned around:
"Dad! Yinfeng's brother is here again! Hurry up and hide the wild boar legs on the cabinet in the cellar. There is also a stumbling rope that shouldn't hit Brother Chengyun, right?"
Butcher Zhang had a grimace on his face as he laid out the meat for the villagers. He looked at the girl who had been bribed with regret and waved his huge palms to drive away the flies that smelled the meat. Unfortunately, he could not get rid of the bigger ones.
After hearing Zhang Ling'er's warning, Cheng Yun took out a purple flower from his backpack and inserted it along the cotton rope wrapped around the book. The petals were piled up in layers, surrounding the pink stamens and exuding fragrance.
After wiping his hands a few times, he looked at Zhang Ling'er's little head, paused with his outstretched hand, and opened the door.
Along the window, he saw Butcher Zhang waving his hands vigorously to shoo away flies. Cheng Yun also waved to Butcher Zhang, who had a dark face.
The big black dog guarding the door was kicked away by Cheng Yun. It already had animal bones picked up from the mountains in its mouth and drooled all over the floor.
Butcher Zhang saw the purple flowers from the corner of his eye and subconsciously turned the flies into powder with his wave of his hand.
Butcher Zhang's name is Mang, and the old village chief, who is now hunched over, is Butcher Zhang's second uncle.
After finding out that his second uncle had settled here, Zhang Tufu, who was looking for a place to stay, came over and saw his second aunt, who was embarrassed and flustered, restless.
Butcher Zhang looked at Li Yunyi, whose face was still the same as before. He asked for two bowls of wine, toasted to the two elders respectfully, kowtowed seriously, and called his second uncle and second aunt.
Amid the laughter of the second uncle and the cries of the second aunt, he decided to take his wife to settle in Baiwen Village. It has been ten years now.
Watching his daughter squinting, sniffing and sniffing flowers, grinning, Butcher Zhang was in a good mood.
The flower name is Purple Swirl, which is a very good medicinal herb for children. The fresh fragrance after being picked is the most beneficial.
However, this kind of flower has high requirements on the fertility of the surrounding spiritual soil and is difficult to breed. Butcher Zhang does not know how to find it for Ling'er and Yinfeng every seven days.
Butcher Zhang, who was still worried about Lao Mo Lin, had a good impression of Cheng Yun. Every seven days, he only exchanged ten taels of silver for purple bindweed for a pig leg, and his character was not bad.
After cutting the meat, Butcher Zhang saw Cheng Yun holding a huge pig head. In addition to the wild boar legs in the basket, there was also a bag of lard that had just been rendered last night.
We still have to look at this child's character.
Before leaving, Cheng Yun gave Zhang Ling'er an encouraging look who was waiting at the door.
Zhang Ling'er raised her head proudly, patted the big black dog on the head, opened the door for Cheng Yun, sighed to her father with a pity expression, and ran to the elementary school smelling the fragrance.
Seeing his daughter going to school and Dahei who gave two symbolic calls to Cheng Yun, and his wife facing him, Butcher Zhang smiled and washed his hands and ran to the room.
Cheng Yun sent the pig head to the tavern to exchange for a few meals with the fat cook, delivered the meat to each household, and then carried the pig leg to Mr. Lin's medical clinic.
Mr. Lin was still sleeping. Cheng Yun gently handled various herbs, cut off a portion of the pig leg and placed it on Mr. Lin's stove. He bowed respectfully and left softly.
Behind the curtain, Mr. Lin turned over, and the aroma of the medicine in the stove seemed to be a little stronger.
When I came to the candy stall, I took out a portion of the pork leg, exchanged it with Aunt Liu for two candy figures made from the Heavenly Lady Sword Fairy, and made a piece of caramel while Aunt Liu was putting in the meat.
There was still some distance from the village chief's house, so Cheng Yun shouted the limerick at the top of his lungs.
Grandma Li took a step ahead of the village chief and whipped Cheng Yun dozens of times with a black wooden stick.
Cheng Yun, who was still relatively nimble, was still beaten, and he hid behind Lao Zhangtou while holding the earthen pot in pain.
Cheng Yun reluctantly took the meal from the old village chief and took out the remaining pig legs from the basket on his back.
"Grandma Li, you're done, I'll take half of it!" After saying that, she rushed out of the door.
After staring at the place where Cheng Yun ran for a while, Grandma Li refused to let anyone take the pig leg back to the house.
The village chief smiled with narrowed eyes and saw his wife carrying a basket from the kitchen to buy spices. He hurriedly followed his wife to prevent the bargaining and quarreling from hurting the peace.
Cheng Yun, who went home to prepare a meal and waited for his younger brother, thought about Yin Feng and his growing appetite, and felt a little worried.
This year I am twelve years old and my brother is nine years old.
After dinner, Hidden Wind climbed up on the bed and picked up the purple bindweed and sniffed it vigorously. He heard the dishwashing spoon Cheng Yun asked:
"Are you still asking you to clean the private school? Can't you let me go?"
Yinfeng swallowed the fruit and licked his fingers clean:
"Brother, please don't call me sir like that anymore. Sir saw that I was stronger and asked me to help move books, stools, etc., so I don't feel tired."
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms, made gestures with Cheng Yun, and imitated the Sugar Man Sword Fairy gesture, and fell asleep with satisfaction under the eyes of Cheng Yun, who pretended to be surprised and frightened.
Covering Yinfeng with a quilt, Chengyun pulled up his sleeves to see that his arms were thinner than those of his peers.
Coach Li takes the young men in the village to hunt in the mountains every day. In addition to ordinary wild beasts, there are also ferocious beasts that are close to monsters.
Even monsters that are much larger than similar ones are occasionally hunted.
Cheng Yun remembered what Lin Lao said in his book that the blood and bones of some monster beasts were extremely high-quality materials.
As for how to find a way to follow Coach Li into the mountains to hunt, the sour scholar should have some advice.
