During the Spring Festival, Yang Xianmao only rested on the Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the first lunar month. Since the second year of junior high school, he has been walking the streets and alleys to practice medicine again with a signboard and a bell, and his fame has begun to spread gradually. In ancient times, due to the lack of oral hygiene knowledge, there were many dental diseases, and after not being effectively treated, the teeth could only be extracted if they were rotten and inflamed and painful, so his business was still good.

Yang Xianmao made a few strokes in the morning, extracted teeth for several people, and lit moles for several people, making a sum of money.

If you have a little money in your pocket, of course, you can't treat yourself too badly. Therefore, his mother Zhang did not take a few black flour buns with him as before, and filled his stomach with the cold water of the gourd, but told him to find a restaurant for lunch. Because he usually goes in the morning, comes back in the evening, and solves it himself at noon.

It was the same when he came out on this day, and at noon, he came to a restaurant where he often ate. Yang Xianmao often pulls teeth in this restaurant, and has also painlessly extracted teeth in this restaurant, so the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper also know him. Therefore, after he entered, the shopkeeper came up to greet him warmly: "Yang Xiaolangzhong, you are here, please sit down, what are you going to eat today?"

"The old rules, as usual!" Yang Xianmao walked to a window seat and put down his banner. His old rule is a bowl of sliced pork soup and two white flour buns, plus a plate of kimchi. Although I have a little money, I won't eat and drink too much, because the family's debts haven't been paid yet, and I just need to eat enough.

The shopkeeper hurriedly agreed. The dish came up quickly.

Yang Xianmao was eating, someone outside the door spoke loudly, and then the door curtain was lifted, and five Jianghu guests with swords came in, four men and one woman, several men had very loud voices, and there was no one around. The first middle-aged white-robed scholar was a middle-aged scholar with three locks of black beard fluttering, a gloomy face, and a judge's pen in his hand. Behind him was a black-faced strong man, holding a Xuanhua axe, dressed in a narrow-sleeved suit, obliquely covering his right shoulder and arm, and his tendons and flesh were pimpled.

The woman is about 20 years old, with a blue blue sword hanging from her waist, wearing a big red short fight, with a long figure and a heroic spirit. Holding one head of hair, and wrapping it in a silk handkerchief. A white silk silk on his waist was strangled to a small and brute waist, and he strangled a pair of jade peaks on his chest and wanted to tear out his clothes.

In the back was a tall and strong man holding a steel fishing rod, and another short, thin man holding a long-handled nine-ring thick-backed Pu knife.

The men sat down at a large round table by the window, arguing incessantly. The black-faced man with his arms slammed the Xuanhua axe on the table and said, "But it's okay, I'm winning today, I don't pay for it, and you guys will pay for me." - The shopkeeper, good wine and good meat!"

The tall man had a retractable rod in his hand, which was shortened and placed on the table. Pointing to the middle-aged scholar sitting next to him, he said to the black-faced man: "I said second brother, you didn't win today very authentically, if it weren't for the eldest brother's right thumb injury and inability to use the sword with his right hand, you wouldn't have won the eldest brother." ”

The beautiful woman also said indifferently: "This is reasonable, the eldest brother has an injury to his right hand." You can't win. ”

The black-faced big man rubbed his fists so that the joints rattled, and said with a smile: "That's right, if the thumb of the eldest brother's right hand is not injured and can make a sword, then neither of them is the opponent of the eldest brother." ”

The middle-aged scholar's face sank like water, his tone was a little sad, he raised his right hand and looked at the long scar on the back of his hand, and said: "Yes, this injury has ruined my right thumb, I can't stretch it freely, and I can't hold the sword, I can't use my swordsmanship with all my strength, and now if I lose, I lose, and now my martial arts are stronger than mine, I also admit it, let's pool money to invite him today." ”

After the shopkeeper came over, he bent his waist and asked a few people what they were eating. The scholar pointed to the black-faced man and said, "He'll do something, just say whatever he wants." ”

The tall strong man holding a fishing rod hurriedly said: "Big brother, although we have already agreed in advance who wins today's competition and we will pool money to invite him, but we can't eat Hessey nonsense, I ...... I don't have a lot of money lately, so I'm dedicated to the casino. ”

The short man smiled dryly and said, "Yes, I gave all this month's salary to Sister Yao." I don't know how to spend the second half of the month!"

The woman snorted and said, "You won't save some money? We finally went to Xiongjiazhuang to find this messenger to take care of the family, and we gave a lot of salary, you should think about it for the future, save some money, marry a daughter-in-law and live a good life, better than licking blood on the knife." ”

The short man blinked, salivated and said to the woman, "Third sister, why don't we get together?"

The woman's beautiful eyes were like lightning, she glanced at him, raised her hand, and four thin needles with cold light appeared between her fingers, and she flickered in front of him and said, "You won the flying needle in my hand." ”

The smile on the short man's face suddenly disappeared, and he sat back in his chair: "When I didn't say it." ”

And everyone laughed.

The black-faced strong man said: "Today we are just a competition, not a fight for life, if we really want to fight for our lives, I dare to say that if the third sister's rain of flowers comes out, it will be me and the eldest brother, and we may not be able to dodge." Therefore, the five of us, if you really want to talk about martial arts, the third sister is the most powerful. ”

The middle-aged scholar nodded and said: "The third sister's rain is indeed a must in the rivers and lakes, and no one can match the hidden weapon alone." It's a pity that the third sister is too soft-hearted and can't bear to be ruthless, and there is no poison on the flying needle, otherwise I am afraid that it will be even sharper. ”

The tall strong man shouted: "Okay, okay, don't talk about this, hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death." Then he pointed to the black-faced strong man and said, "Don't order those expensive ones, just a few catties of cooked beef and a jar of wine are about the same, all these fancy dishes, you can't eat them, what's the point? If you win once, you want to slaughter us? Hehe, the mountains don't turn around, maybe it will be my turn to win next month, and I will slaughter you at that time." ”

The black-faced man said, "I'll talk about it when I win." However, you're right, everyone doesn't have much money, so I'll be ruthless, and I won't really eat yours, so I'll have ten catties of cooked beef, a plate of vegetables, and a jar of bayberry wine, it's okay!"

Seeing that several other people nodded, the black-faced man ordered the shopkeeper to hurry up.

The wine and meat came up quickly, and these people didn't have anything to eat, and they ate a mouthful of wine and meat very happily, but the woman ate more Sven, and every time she only took a shallow sip, the white rice was eaten with green vegetables, and the beef was hardly touched.

The black-faced strong man said to the woman: "Third sister, you only eat such a little every time, once you really want to encounter a fierce battle, how can you have the physical strength to compete?"

The woman smiled and said, "We have been guarding Xiongjiazhuang for so long, and we have been calm, who will fight fiercely?"

"If a person has no foresight, he must have near-term worries. ”

The woman smiled again and said no more.

The short man said: "The third sister is to maintain her figure, so she eats very little, especially meat, which is almost non-sticky, or she should order a few more vegetarian dishes for her." ”

The woman waved her hand and said no, she had almost finished eating.

The middle-aged scholar also ate very little, presumably because he was in a bad mood, but he just drank the wine bowl vigorously, and after drinking several bowls in a row, he raised his right hand, stroked the scar on his arm with his hand, sighed and said: "It would be great if my right thumb could return to normal!"

The black-faced man was already a little drunk, and patted his thigh and said: "Big brother has found so many Lang Zhong to treat his injuries, and none of them have real skills, they can only play tricks." All the good men in the world are dead, and there are only some useless waste quacks left!"

Yang Xianmao saw that the middle-aged scholar's expression was gloomy, and he was a little sympathetic, and when he heard that the black-faced strong man belittled all Langzhong, he couldn't help but feel a little negative. The divine doctor Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra" has the medical technique of treating finger trauma that cannot be stretched freely, and he has mastered this magical medical skill, so he didn't think much about it, so he stood up, stepped forward and hugged his fist and said: "Heroes, in Xia Yang Xianmao, this is polite." ”

Everyone turned their heads to look at him, and saw that it was a young man, polite, wearing a silk white robe, clasping his fists and arching his hands, and speaking very politely, so they all bowed their hands back, and the black-faced strong man looked at him and said, "Little brother, is there something wrong?"

"That's right, I heard you say next to me just now that this hero has an injury to his right hand, and his thumb can't be retracted freely, so it affects the performance of martial arts, which is very regrettable. In the next Langzhong, who studied medicine in the Beijing Tai Hospital, he can try to treat this hero to see if he can restore the function of his right thumb. ”

The short man happened to be sitting next to him, and immediately glared at him: "What kind of rivers and lakes are the birds, and the things are coming to us? Get out!"

After saying that, he pushed Yang Xianmao violently. Yang Xianmao was pushed back and said, "If you don't look at it, you won't look at it, why bother to be rude." ”

The others looked at each other in surprise. They all saw that the short man used internal force to push just now, and they thought that this Lang Zhong would be pushed out and knocked down the table and chair, which was very embarrassing, but they didn't expect to be pushed back only by taking a step back. It seems that the other party also has internal strength, and he is not weak.

The short man stood up, looked Yang Xianmao up and down, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency turned out to be a practitioner, but you have lost your eyes." Let's practice again!"

Yang Xianmao also felt the heavy force of the short man's thrust just now, and he thought it would be bad, but he didn't expect his body to suddenly give birth to a dark energy to compete with it. I didn't get thrown out. He himself was very surprised by this, especially after hearing the short man say this, after a little thought, he understood that it should be the role of the five birds of the divine doctor Hua Tuo, who he had been practicing hard all these days. These five fowl operas are a kind of internal and external cultivation of the Tuna Gong method, which can originally be practiced internally.

When the woman saw that the short man still wanted to make a move, she hurriedly said, "Fifth brother, he is just a man, don't embarrass him." ”

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