Chapter 4 Healing

Style: Heros Author: Writing to recall mountains and riversWords: 1974Update Time: 24/01/19 08:25:10
The old man used his own inner strength to turn into tiny threads and slowly sutured the broken meridians. After three days and three nights of hard work, most of the meridians had been repaired and would grow back in a month at most. Only a few places were relatively damaged. The more serious ones cannot be repaired, so they have to use internal force to temporarily bond them together, but this is not a long-term solution. Sooner or later, one day the internal force will be exhausted, and this kid will return to his appearance when he first came in.

After withdrawing his internal power, the old man told Wang Qizhi about his current state, and added: "Boy, those meridians that were seriously damaged can only be temporarily connected with internal power, and they can last for three years at most. During this period, you If we still can’t find a way to repair it, I’m afraid it will continue to be the same as before.”

"But don't worry, you can use martial arts with confidence in the past three years. There are not many people in the world who can break through my internal strength, even if it is just a small patch in your body."

Wang Qizhi couldn't help but smile bitterly. The pain in his body was now reduced to a tolerable level, but his internal strength was destroyed and his Dantian was injured. It would be extremely difficult to practice martial arts again.

Seeing that the young man in front of him didn't answer in silence, the old man immediately understood the reason and explained again: "Don't worry, kid, my Dantian has been repaired by my internal power, and with the addition of my pills, it won't take long for you to start practicing martial arts again. "After that, he took out a small bottle of pills from his sleeve and said, "Take one pill three times a day. After eating this bottle, the internal injuries will naturally recover."

After taking the medicine bottle, Wang Qizhi just nodded and said nothing. This made the old man stamp his feet in anger, "Don't you even have a word of thanks?"

Wang Qizhi glanced at the old man and said two words stiffly, "Thank you!"

The old man was used to this young man and didn't pay much attention. He just wanted to ask the answer he gave a few days ago, "Who are you? Why did it happen so miserably?"

Wang Qizhi still said the same thing, "It's none of your business!"

Hearing this, the old man was completely stunned. In his long life, this was the first time he had seen such a person who did not follow routines and spoke unreasonably. Either this person was a very evil person and did not dare to reveal his identity. , afraid that I would kill him or be a fool.

Even so, the old man was still moved with emotion and said rationally: "Boy, no matter what, I am your savior. Are you treating me like this? Aren't you afraid that others will say you are uneducated?"

Wang Qizhi thought for a while that this was indeed the case, and then said: "Since you are so sincere, I will tell you my life experience, but you must promise me to keep it secret and never reveal anything to others!"

The old man's eyebrows twitched fiercely. What does "since I am sincere" mean? If he wasn't the kind of person who kills innocent people, he would have beaten this person to death long ago. In the end, he could only nod helplessly.

Afterwards, Wang Qizhi told the story of his life experience and how he was injured in detail. There was no falsehood in it, because his mother often taught him that although their status was low, they were also poor. , but you can’t lie, you must have your own bottom line in life.

The old man's behavior after hearing this surprised Wang Qizhi. Not only did he not dislike the latter's identity, he also acted extremely angry and cursed: "These bastards are simply too much. They treat such a child like this and treat others like this." My mother was forced to death, so Wei Meng’s family really doesn’t have anything!”

He sighed again and said: "People's hearts are old! When Emperor Wu attacked the barbarians in the north, didn't he reuse a large number of talented people from the barbarians? To treat such a pitiful mother and son is simply not a human being, but a beast!"

The old man had no doubts about what the child in front of him said. When he first met him, the latter seemed familiar to him. After listening to the child's story, the old man remembered it.

It turned out that the old man felt really uncomfortable here not long ago, so he wanted to go out for a walk, and buy some wine and meat to comfort himself. He happened to pass by the thatched house where Wang Qizhi lived, and saw a child imprisoned there. In order to prevent him from letting go, When others found out, they still didn't go over to take a look. It would be troublesome if their interest was aroused again, so they left there.

Seeing that the old man was so indignant at what happened to him, Wang Qizhi instantly felt a lot better for him, and since he had helped him so much, he decided to be nice to the old man.

After not eating for several days, Wang Qizhi's stomach was already growling with hunger. The old man pointed to the stone gate and said, "Those disciples bring some food every day. Are you looking for any food there?"

Hearing this, Wang Qizhi stood up suddenly and ran towards the stone gate. The old man looked at the kid's back and actually smiled. Now he finally understood that this kid would be so indifferent to others. If anyone has such an experience, it must be better than this kid. What's more, this is also a kind of self-protection for him!

When he came to Shimen, Wang Qizhi thought it was still the taro he was used to eating, but found that there was a large pot of rice on the ground, covered with vegetables, and a big chicken leg. He looked at the food in surprise. How could these disciples become so different? With such good intentions, could it be possible that some of them were poisoned?

Later, he thought carefully about it, he was about to die, and there was no reason to bother with it. He really couldn't figure it out. In this case, he stopped thinking about it, picked up the big bowl of rice, returned to the original position, and started eating.

To be honest, there was nothing wrong with this meal, but those disciples thought that Wang Qizhi was going to die, so they asked this kid to be a starved ghost. If he becomes a lonely ghost, he must not come to trouble them. It is similar to eating without a head.

The old man had not eaten for several days. Seeing this boy eating so deliciously, he immediately swallowed his saliva and came to Wang Qizhi with a guilty conscience and said, "Can you give me something to eat?"

Wang Qizhi had never eaten such delicious food in so many years, so naturally he didn't want to share it with others. He immediately hugged the rice bowl tightly and said, "I won't give it to you!"

When the old man heard this, he suddenly became anxious. He didn't expect that he had saved a white-eyed wolf. Since the boy didn't want to give it to him, he rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the rice bowl when Wang Qizhi wasn't paying attention. He grabbed the food with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Wang Qizhi went to grab it. The two of them destroyed all the food in the basin while fighting.

Fortunately, there was enough food, and both of them were quite stuffed. They lay on the little earthen buns, burping and patting their stomachs, looking like they were enjoying themselves.

Although the old man has eaten a lot of good things in his life, and tasted countless delicacies from mountains and seas, he has never tasted so deliciously as he does today.

Wang Qizhi suddenly remembered something, turned his head to the old man, and said, "What is your name?"