"Doctor, clothes and shoes."
Zhao Yamo faced the cold wind and muttered something in her mouth.
"Doctor, clothes, shoes..."
He kept repeating it in his mouth, and his steps became faster and faster.
My whole body was shivering with cold, and I finally managed to run to the town.
There is also a doctor in the village, but he is just a barefoot doctor. He only learned from others a few times before he dared to call himself a doctor. Zhao Yamo was worried, so she ran to town to hire the best doctor for Master Daoxian. Master Daoxian also said that he needed clothes.
I found that Master Daoxian's shoes were also torn. Although Master Daoxian didn't say anything, I couldn't turn a blind eye and I must buy a pair of shoes for Master Daoxian.
As for why I believe him so much, maybe it's because Master Daoxian told him what he was thinking and helped him get revenge.
When people are in desperate situations, as long as there is a little hope, they will stop resisting.
"Oops! I forgot to bring the money." Zhao Yamo exclaimed, froze on the spot and was in a state of panic.
My sister is keeping the money at home, and I don’t even know where the money is kept? I know how my family's money comes from, and I have never asked my sister for money. On weekdays, when I see other children eating candied haws, I can only swallow my saliva, but I have never let my sister buy it. As my mind matured, I gradually disliked going out. My sister also ignored her and only cared about keeping herself fed and clothed. Except for going out to buy rouge, I am basically the same as myself, often staying at home all day long.
If you go back now, Master Daoxian will definitely be angry. What if he doesn't help you get revenge?
Eleven-year-old Zhao Yamo suppressed her blush in the cold wind, and tears flowed out of her eyes unsatisfactorily.
In the past, my sister was taking care of me, but now I am at a loss when something like this happens, not knowing what to do?
"Ouch!" Zhao Yamo covered her head and screamed in pain. A stone hit him on the forehead. Looking along his line of sight, he saw seven or eight children of his own age standing in front of him. Some held fireworks and candied haws in their hands. Among them, the child king stood at the front, throwing a few stones in his hand.
"Zhao Yamo, your slut sister, I didn't come out with you?" The child Wang, who was a head taller than himself, mocked.
"Hahahaha, his sister has slept with several men, she is so shameless." A little fat man holding a candied haws with a snot dripping from his nose explained to the little girl in a floral cotton-padded jacket beside him.
"Zhao Yamo, why don't you bring your sister here so that we can play too? Although we have no money, we are good brothers!"
Veins popped up on Zhao Yamo's forehead. She looked angrily at them who were crying. She clenched her fists tightly, holding back tears, and twisted her cheeks together.
"Wang Peng, you bastard, sooner or later I'll kill you." Zhao Yamo couldn't hold back anymore and cried.
Zhao Yamo was kicked to the ground by the child Wang Peng. The other children formed a circle, surrounding Zhao Yamo in the middle, and kicked the weak Zhao Yamo hard with dozens of feet.
One of the children saw the opportunity and kicked Zhao Yamo in the face, causing the nosebleed to contaminate the other child's new shoes.
When he was tired from kicking, he found blood on his shoes and shouted angrily: "My new shoes!"
With such a roar, the children who were still kicking Zhao Yamo all gathered around and looked at the blood stains on the child's new shoes.
"Li Gou, if you are finished, your mother will definitely beat you to death." A child who was a neighbor of Li Gou said.
Li Gou wiped the blood on his shoes hard with his hands, but he couldn't wipe it clean, and he cried out in frustration.
"Li Gou, stop crying, I have a way." Wang Peng said with a wicked smile: "It must be that bitch Zhao Yamo who soiled your shoes, so let him lick them clean for you."
"This is a good idea. Master Zhu from the school once said, 'To untie a bell, you must tie the bell.' So let him lick you clean with the mouth that he used to eat his sister's steamed buns." A child with a pockmarked, mule-like face added. .
Hearing the big steamed bun, Li Gou stopped crying and laughed.
"That's right. Why should a man cry? When he grows up and makes a lot of money, I will pay for that bitch Zhao Yali to sleep with you. Then you can eat her big steamed buns." Wang Peng He patted his chest and assured.
"You are so disgusting, I won't play with you anymore."
The little girl who just asked the fat Zhao Yali took the candied haws and swung her two long braids, glared at everyone, and turned around to leave.
"If you don't want to play, you won't play. You think I don't want to take you to play? It's so troublesome."
Everyone sneered at the little girl who left, and had long been unwilling to take her to play. Now that he left on his own initiative, it was just right.
"Zhao Yamo, you soiled my brother's shoes. As long as you lick them clean, we will spare you." Wang Peng said.
Zhao Yamo, who was struggling to stand up on the ground, spat out fiercely and shouted angrily: "I will let Master Daoxian kill you all!"
Several children were stunned almost at the same time. They didn't expect that Zhao Yamo actually knew Tao Xian!
"You fart, you, if you knew Daoxian, would your sister still sleep with other men?" The fat boy just now stammered and doubted.
"Yes, if you knew Daoxian, that dog wouldn't eat shit." Only then did Wang Peng and others react, pointing at Zhao Yamo's nose, and burst out laughing, "When did you become like that bitch sister of yours? lies?"
"Brother, how do you know that his sister is talking nonsense?" Wang Peng, a loser, asked deliberately.
"My dad told me. Let me try it when I grow up." Wang Peng put his hands on his hips and said proudly.
"You are not allowed to talk about my sister." Zhao Yamo rushed forward and pushed Wang Peng over.
"You beat me, beat me hard." Wang Peng said angrily.
Zhao Yamo held her head and yelled at the top of her lungs as a few people scrambled under her feet: "You bastards, have you forgotten that my father saved you in the first place?"
"Did we ask your father to save us? Who do you want to morally kidnap with this matter being talked about all day long?"
"Fortunately, your mother died early, otherwise she would be like that bitch sister of yours."
"You are not allowed to talk about my sister and my mother."
Zhao Yamo tried to get up again despite the pressure.
"Ouch, it even broke out!"
"Push him to the ground and let him lick Li Gou's shoes clean." Wang Peng commanded from the side.
Five or six children pushed Zhao Yamo to the ground.
The fat man holding the candied haws sat down on Zhao Yamo's head.
"Mr. Liu, be careful if you crush him to death." Wang Peng smiled and warned the little fat man nicknamed Mr. Liu who was sitting on Zhao Yamo's head.
"Don't worry, just let my father pay for it if you are crushed to death. My father has plenty of money." Liu Yin said with disdain on his fat face.
"Then Mr. Liu won't treat the brothers to a nice meal?"
Liu Yin twisted her butt and patted her big belly, "Let this bitch lick Li Gou's shoes clean first, and then I'll treat you to something good."
"Did everyone hear it? Rich Master Liu has spoken, why are you still standing there? Lick it!"
"Wang Peng, don't go too far." Zhao Yamo's ears were crushed, and dust on the ground was blown up every time he took a hard breath.
Li Gou stuffed the shoe into Zhao Yamo's mouth and laughed excitedly.
"Stick out your tongue, I told you to stick out your tongue."
"Hurry up and lick me clean."
Zhao Yamo was imprisoned, unable to move his hands, feet and body, and a jack was pressed on his head. Li Gou's shoes kept rubbing on his mouth, but he couldn't move.
"Please forgive me, I was wrong." Zhao Yamo cried and begged for mercy.
"Please, I was wrong. Stop hitting me."
Wang Peng knelt down and asked, "Is the Taoist immortal you said true or false?"
"Fake, fake, I lied to you all, don't hit me."
At this time, a young man whispered in Wang Peng's ear and didn't know what he was talking about.
Wang Peng nodded, feeling that it made sense.
"If you kowtow to us three times and call me three times, we will let you go." Wang Peng held out three fingers and suddenly thought of something and added: "I also said that your sister is a shameless bitch."
"Okay, I promise you everything."
"You all let go, remember, don't let him run away." Wang Peng gave the order, and several people blocked the places where Zhao Yamo could escape.
Zhao Yamo knelt on the ground, kowtowed to several people, and kept saying, "Grandpa, I was wrong, my sister is a shameless bitch."
"grandfather……"
"My sister is shameless..."
"I was wrong, Grandpa..."
After kowtowing for the last time, Zhao Yamo collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.
The eight children kept their word and gathered around Liu Yin. Just as they were about to leave, Wang Peng turned around and flicked Zhao Yamo's ear gently.
Zhao Yamo suddenly felt extremely painful. The miserable sound attracted the attention of several people passing by, but they only glanced at it and left in a hurry.
"Zhao Yamo, why is one of your ears missing?"
"Did you let your sister bite it off?"
After Wang Peng finished speaking, he put his arms around Liu Yin and his group and went to the famous restaurant in the town.
Zhao Yamo's other ear also had a shocking cut and split.
But Zhao Yamo couldn't care less about herself, stood up, and ran around the town.
Dong Qingqiu was lying in the room, almost unconscious. He couldn't wait for Zhao Yamo to come back for a long time, and his eyes were on the bamboo pole not far away.
After taking a long detour from the town entrance, we finally entered the town. When passing a stall surrounded by many people, Zhao Yamo stopped her hurried pace and mingled with the crowd.
"Little girl, look how this dress suits you! Brother, don't be stingy and buy it for your wife!" The humorous statement of the clothes vendor made people laugh.
But the two young people, who were about to get married at the turn of the year, blushed with embarrassment.
"Brother, how much is it?" The man blushed, holding the girl's hand and asked firmly.
"No more, no less, half the price." Seeing that the man was suspected of bargaining, the vendor hurriedly added: "Without bargaining, this fabric is really not sold in ordinary places."
"You see, girls like to be men's children, so don't be stingy!"
Provoked by the vendor, the man decisively took out half the money, took the girl's hand and trotted away.
"Hey! What are you doing? How dare you steal your grandfather's things." Zhang Fang hit the back of Zhao Yamo's hand with a long stick to dust the dust, and a long mark appeared on the back of his hand.
Zhao Yali grabbed a few clothes from the vendor stall and ran away. Don't forget to throw one piece everywhere, silently remembering the location.
"Stop, don't run! Uncle, please carry the stall for me." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran after him, not forgetting to pick up the clothes that Zhao Yamo had thrown everywhere.
"You bitch, you're too young to play this trick with your grandpa."
After a short while, the vendor caught up with Zhao Yamo and slapped him hard on the face several times, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The ear cut off by Dong Qingqiu also started bleeding again.
The vendor was afraid of making things worse, so he took back the clothes that Zhao Yamo was holding tightly in his arms, kicked him to the ground, and hurriedly left while there were many people.
"I just got my clothes back, everyone is watching."
An old man stepped forward, helped Zhao Yamo up on the ground, and dusted off his body, "Xiao Yamo, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Yamo burst into tears when she saw the old man in front of her. She knelt on the ground and refused to get up, "Grandpa Li, I don't have any money. Please save me, sister!"
It turns out that the old man in front of him is the miracle doctor of Huichun Hall. Many wealthy people come to see Dr. Li for treatment.
Even if the family is poor and cannot afford money, they only need a cup of tea to ask Dr. Li to come to see a doctor.
People with medical ethics never care about a person's status or money. Just plant an almond tree.
Using one's skills to deceive others is the same as using one's skills to deceive others.
Mr. Li helped Zhao Yamo up with his broad and thick hands. Although he was over seventy years old, his voice was very rich: "Good boy, grandpa knows that it is not easy for your family. Grandpa also breaks the rule for you, tea is not required, but You want to plant an almond tree, is that okay?”
Zhao Yamo shed tears and nodded firmly, choked with sobs that she couldn't say a word.
A little kindness from strangers is worth thousands of words from family members.
Li Langzhong took Zhao Yamo's cold little hand and walked towards Huichun Hall.
Li Langzhong wanted to help Zhao Yamo stop the bleeding, but Zhao Yamo quickly waved his hand and refused: "Grandpa Li, you don't have to worry about me anymore, let's save my sister first!" Zhao Yamo looked at Li Langzhong and said eagerly.
If it's because I delayed Master Daoxian's best treatment time. What should I do about my own revenge? Who can repay it for myself?
"Then I can't leave you alone!"
While helping Zhao Yamo stop the bleeding, Li Langzhong asked, "What's wrong with your sister?"
Zhao Yamo was so nervous that she couldn't say a word for a while.
Seeing this, Mr. Li said with a smile: "Patients cannot avoid medical treatment. If you don't tell me, how will I know what medicinal materials to prepare?"
Zhao Yamo then slowly said: "I'm sorry, your grandpa, I lied to you. In fact, it was not my sister who was sick. It was my sister who stabbed someone to protect me."
After saying that, Zhao Yamo couldn't help crying anymore.
Hearing this, Mr. Li sighed and said with emotion: "Poor child, if it hadn't been for your father, how many people would have survived the flood? Alas, God won't open his eyes."
After Li Langzhong helped Zhao Yamo stop the bleeding, he shook his head and started to pack his things.
Zhao Yamo passed by Mr. Li sensibly, holding the heavy medicine box in his hand, and followed slowly behind him, not daring to urge him at all.
"Child, who is the person your sister chopped?" Li Langzhong was walking with strong steps. He turned around and saw Zhao Yamo holding a heavy medicine box and walking unsteadily. Zhao Yamo asked.
"You don't know Grandpa Li?" Zhao Yamo lowered her head and followed closely in the footsteps of Mr. Li.
Li Langzhong stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "I have been in Wushi Town all my life. I have met not only tens of thousands, but also hundreds of thousands of people. How can there be someone who has never seen them?" People?"
Zhao Yamo lifted up her pants, which were about to fall off, and then said, "He's a foreigner."
"Then why did your sister chop him?"
Zhao Yamo: "He said that my sister has no shame."
"It would be better for my sister and I to die."
Li Langzhong shook his head: "Every child has the right to live. No matter what method is used, it is just to live. No one can deprive others of the right to live."
"Just like when we practice medicine and treat diseases, if an opponent who has a grudge against us can lower his head and ask me to treat him, I will not refuse to go because of the conflict between us. Nor will he not go because of the conflict between us. There was a conflict and he chose to give up his life. Maybe after he recovers, he will feel guilty, but he will no longer know how to speak to me."
"Grandpa Li, isn't there anything more important than living?" Zhao Yamo opened her eyes wide, looking forward to Langzhong Li's answer.
"Of course. The sages often say: The body is born from its parents. If your parents are here, don't travel far away. Just like your sister has exhausted all her strength to keep you alive. You can't think that your sister is wrong because of a little mistake. . As the eldest sister is your mother, no one will be closer to you than your sister. As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water."
"It's not your sister's fault that you stabbed that person, and it's not your fault that the person who was slashed was at fault either. It's just that the question was raised in the wrong direction."
"do you understand?"
"I see."
Zhao Yamo put her head on the medicine box, thinking of her sister, and shed a tear from the corner of her eyes. The pace is still steady and firm.
There are almost no weeds growing around my cabin.
Li Langzhong sighed softly when he saw it and shook his head silently.
Pushing open the door, Zhao Yamo was so frightened by the sight in front of her that she froze on the spot.
Even the well-informed Mr. Li was a little overwhelmed by the sight in front of him.
On the ground were broken bamboo tubes, discarded on the ground.
Dong Qingqiu's body was densely covered with many slender bamboo sticks, and his right arm was covered with bamboo sticks with burrs. The whole person looked like a bleeding hedgehog.
There are seven or eight bamboo sticks stuck in the chest, one on each temple on both sides, and there are no less than forty bamboo sticks in the rest of the body.
Li Langzhong stepped forward, looked at Dong Qingqiu who was covered in bamboo sticks, and marveled: "It's not simple, it's not simple. You can actually use bamboo sticks to seal acupuncture points all over your body to stop bleeding. Even I can't do it. Let alone during this period." It’s like the pain of cutting out bones and scraping flesh.”
"Grandpa Li, can he be saved?" Zhao Yamo asked worriedly.
"It's nothing serious. I just want to pull out these bamboo sticks on my body. I'm afraid it will be a huge torture."
"Does it hurt?"
Li Langzhong explained: "Bamboo sticks are not like silver needles and can penetrate the skin easily. His method is no different from using chopsticks to insert them into the body alive."
Zhao Yamo exclaimed when he heard this, Master Daoxian is really powerful.
In the past, Zhao Yamo might have doubts about Dong Qingqiu's identity, but now Zhao Yamo is very firm that Dong Qingqiu is the Taoist Immortal.
If not a Taoist immortal, who can endure extraordinary human pain? If it wasn't a Taoist immortal, who could have such a method? If he wasn't a Taoist immortal, how could he be so amazed by Mr. Li?
Dong Qingqiu opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the two people talking in front of him, and said weakly: "Old sir, this is ridiculous."
"I already learned about sir's condition on the way here." Li Langzhong glanced at Dong Qingqiu, whose lips were purple, and continued: "Sir has stopped the bleeding by himself, so I can only simply bandage him. These bamboo sticks..."
Dong Qingqiu smiled weakly: "It doesn't matter, sir, just bandage it."
While Dr. Li was bandaging Dong Qingqiu, his forehead was covered with sweat and his hands were shaking slightly. Apart from this happening to me when I was young, this is the first time in so many years.
After bandaging, Li Langzhong admired the young man in front of him from the bottom of his heart. At such a young age, his medical skills are so good, perhaps even better than his own. The courage to replace needles with bamboo is unrivaled. Many acupuncture points that were destined to die were miraculously connected to each other and stopped the bleeding. This gave Mr. Li, who had lived for more than seventy years, a new understanding.
At this time, Zhao Yamo lit up the fire in the room again, boiled the hot water, and made a cup of hot tea for Mr. Li.
Mr. Li sat on the squeaky chair, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, blew on the tea leaves floating on the water with his mouth, and took a slow sip.
The bowl in Mr. Li's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Dong Qingqiu stood up, ripped off the bamboo stick stuck in his body, and threw it into the fire. He slowly sat opposite Langzhong Li, picked up the hot tea on the table, and took a sip as well.
"May I ask what you call me sir?" Dong Qingqiu asked.
Only then did Dr. Li react. He sat on the chair and said humbly: "Compared with Mr. Li's medical skills, they are like miraculous skills and are not worth mentioning."
"My surname is Li, with a single character for longevity. Li Shou."
"People like Mr. Li Shou who are given this name will definitely live a long life."
Li Shou waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, I'm already over seventy years old, and I don't have a few days left to live. Now I have to live one day at a time."
Li Shou suddenly and hesitantly said: "I also know that sir has good intentions, but the way to survive lies in yourself, not in others."
Dong Qingqiu smiled without saying a word and picked up the tea bowl on the table and continued to drink, "Mr. Li is right."
"This is the only bit of silver I have, and it will be used as the old gentleman's medical expenses." Dong Qingqiu took out the broken piece of silver from his body and gently pushed it in front of Li Shou.
Then he said again: "A person like Mr. Li should have superb medical skills. I wonder if Mr. Li is interested in the method I just used to stop bleeding? If Mr. Li doesn't dislike it, I plan to teach him all he has."
When Li Shou heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down on his knees, "Disciple Li Shou, pay homage to the master."
Dong Qingqiu put down the tea bowl, helped Li Shou who was kneeling on the ground and ignored it. Instead, he asked Zhao Yamo who was standing aside, "I asked you to buy the clothes. How will this make me look decent in front of Mr. Li?"
"First, first, sir, I don't have any money." Zhao Yamo lowered her head and stopped talking.
Hearing this, Li Shou quickly took out the one tael of silver he was carrying and said, "Master, I'm a little hasty to go out, so I hope it's not too little."
"Mr. Li, what are you talking about? How can a doctor's kindness be measured by money?"
"I'm going to teach Mr. Li the first injection now!"
"Okay, okay." Li Shou said three good words in a row with great joy.
"Mr. Li, please take off your shirt so I can point out your acupuncture points for you," Dong Qingqiu said.
Li Shou folded the clothes and placed them on the table without any hesitation.
Dong Qingqiu picked up the bamboo tube scattered on the ground, used a kitchen knife to cut out a slender bamboo stick, and stood up slowly.
"Mr. Li's neck is the place where the head and body are connected, and it is densely covered with acupuncture points."
Dong Qingqiu put the bamboo stick he had cut into Li Shou's hand.
Li Shou looked pious and carefully took the bamboo stick in his hand, waiting for Dong Qingqiu's next words.
"So the first shot will fall on..."
Dong Qingqiu took advantage of Li Shou to relax his vigilance and listen carefully to what he said, and slashed his neck with a kitchen knife.
Blood splattered, and Li Shou covered the wound on his neck with his hands, staring at Dong Qingqiu in front of him in shock and confusion.
Dong Qingqiu, who was chatting and laughing with him just now and being kind to others, suddenly seemed like a different person. Why is this happening?
Dong Qingqiu saw that Li Shou could not be killed with one knife, so he pulled out the kitchen knife, and then slashed with another knife, this time directly cutting off Li Shou's head.
Although Zhao Yamo on the side was shocked, she still did not ask.
His sister is dead, it doesn't matter if another person dies. At most, just plant a few bunches of apricot trees.
"Take off his clothes." Dong Qingqiu said.
Hearing this, Zhao Yamo did not hesitate at all. He stepped forward and took off Li Shou's clothes, neatly speaking in front of Dong Qingqiu.
"Lord Taoist Immortal."
Dong Qingqiu took the soft clothes, walked into the house, took off his shabby clothes, and changed into a new outfit.
"Cure a disease and save people, but it is not worth having enough food and clothing."
Dong Qingqiu was wearing Li Shou's clothes, and he was a little thin and completely inconsistent with his eight-foot figure.
"Because you can't find clothes, he can only die for you." Dong Qingqiu said without emotion.
"Thank you, Master Daoxian, please spare my life!!!"
Zhao Yamo knelt on the ground, full of gratitude.
Dong Qingqiu was wearing ill-fitting clothes and said impatiently: "Bring your sister out."
Although Zhao Yamo didn't understand, she still did it.
Looking at Zhao Yali who turned her head behind her, her scalp was blood red, and it was so horrifying that it made people's backs run wild.
Dong Qingqiu lowered his body and turned Zhao Yali's head back.
Although it's not clear how beautiful her face is, it can be seen from the way Zhao Yamo swallowed her saliva that she is a pretty beauty.
Dong Qingqiu picked up a piece of burning firewood from the fire, blew out the burning flames, and burned all of Zhao Yali's hair.
Zhao Yali's long, slender, soft and beautiful hair was twisted together in an instant.
The room was filled with the pungent smell of burning.
Seeing her sister in this state, Zhao Yamo felt disgusted for the first time.
