26. Ten thousand flowers, dominate the rivers and lakes
With someone who can understand the drawings, the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers can finally start to be built, and the sect members who were called back will all become craftsmen and march towards this barren Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.
Meng Yan was not idle, although the original owner was judged by the divine doctor to be hopeless in the late stage of medical blindness, but Meng Yan felt that she could still rescue it, and she couldn't diagnose the pulse and recognize the medicinal herbs.
It's a pity that when God gave Meng Yan another window, she forgot to open the window door, Meng Yan is really a medical blind person, and she doesn't even know the most basic medicinal materials.
At first, the divine doctor only sneered when he saw Meng Yan's behavior, and walked slowly past Meng Yan with Taisu Nine Needles, "I was born to be useful, no one knows that it is grass and wood ash." ”
Meng Yan turned her head, stared at the divine doctor, and continued to work hard to identify the medicinal materials.
"Master." Xu Feng didn't understand Meng Yan's behavior, in his opinion, Meng Yan's study of medicine was simply overkill and wasteful.
It's not that the sect leader can't do it, but this small medical skill can't highlight the sect leader's wisdom. As one of the brainless fans, Xu Feng thought so, he has been pulled by the Ministry of Industry Shangshu to learn the art of the mechanism these days, so he can't always be by Meng Yan's side, but as soon as he turns around, he can see Meng Yan studying medicine.
Meng Yan is studying medicine in the morning, Meng Yan is studying medicine at noon, and Meng Yan is still studying medicine in the evening.
A day or two is enough, and when the left and right protectors bring the strange flowers and plants back to the valley for the first time, when Meng Yan was still gnawing on the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures, the void wind was a little silent, is the sect leader really not good.
You can't do it!
Pressing the crumpled Yellow Emperor's inner scripture, Meng Yan jumped off the stool, walked to the divine doctor and pulled his sleeve.
"Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief, say it." Turning the page, the divine doctor didn't raise his head, and he couldn't put down his love for this Taisu Nine Needles.
"I'll tell you something." Meng Yan's line of sight was just level with the table, and there were dense ink stains everywhere in her eyes, mixed with the unique bookish air that drilled into Meng Yan's nose, making Meng Yan can't help but sneeze.
It's time for this book to be sunburned, it's all damp.
"Let's go out of the valley." Meng Yan rubbed her nose and said in a milky voice.
The divine doctor put down the pen, lowered his hand and looked down at the short Meng Yan, reached out to touch her forehead, turned to touch his own forehead, and said strangely, "I'm not sick." ”
"I'll get down to business." Meng Yan grabbed the arm of the miracle doctor, tilted her head and spoke, these days she can see that she has no chance with the doctor, she can't understand those difficult classical Chinese, and the dried herbs are all dried vegetables.
Pretending to force her will, she will also be a mouth cannon, she has already learned to sell cuteness, and coquettishness is at her fingertips, but she just can't regard medical skills as a skill.
This is more painful than the previous dynasty.
"You're a well-traveled doctor." Meng Yan felt that this way of speaking was very tiring, she was used to being condescending, and as a result, she had to look up to others when she talked to anyone.
When the doctor heard half of it, he saw Meng Yan suddenly run away, dragging a stool back, climbing up with his hands and feet, and looking at people with his toes.
"Shorty." The divine doctor poked Meng Yan's sore foot, he looked at Meng Yan's height, and recalled the pulse he found when he checked Meng Yan's pulse that day. "It's a pity."
"What?" Meng Yan doubted.
"Retrograde, I'm going to come back." The divine doctor touched Meng Yan's wrist and asked her, "How have you slept these nights?" ”
"You don't care about it." Meng Yan slapped away the hand of the divine doctor, her face fell into a haze, she hadn't slept well for a long time, every time in the dead of night, there was a tooth-sore cracking sound in the depths of her body, as if the bones had been broken, and Meng Yan turned over and over in pain.
Guangqiu said that this body will not live long, and when she recovers to the appearance of an ordinary person, it will also be the end of her life.
Before that, she wanted to build the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and by the way, she completed the task.
"You're a well-traveled doctor." Meng Yan picked up the previous words, "Save the life and help the wounded, if it weren't for the Taisu Nine Needles, you would be on the way to save people." ”
"I wanted to go to a small town in the south." The divine doctor turned the page of Taisu Nine Needles, and the treatment of the plague was written on it, "I heard that there is a plague there." ”
Man is not as good as heaven, and he was taken captive here before he even set off.
"Then go." Meng Yan slapped the table and said, "Human life is at stake. ”
"Will you let me go?" The Divine Doctor sneered.
"Naturally." Meng Yan hugged her chest and said, "You can leave if you want to, stay if you want, Wanhua Valley is your home, and you are a person from Wanhua Valley." ”
This is a little touching, and the divine doctor's face is slightly moved, but he is not stupid, Meng Yan's subordinates have also arrested his own family, and he will leave and have to come back obediently, but in the past few days, his family seems to be quite satisfied with this.
"When did you change your name?" The divine doctor thought about it and asked Meng Yan. "And pull me in."
"You signed it yourself." Meng Yan was talking about the contract, and she smiled and read the following text, "As a doctor, you must be calm, have no desires, and have a heart of great compassion first...... Do not ask whether they are rich or poor...... May I keep this vow for the rest of my life. ”
This passage is very long, Meng Yan remembered a Wanhua relative and friend when she wrote this passage silently, she smiled brightly when they talked about reality, saying that she liked Chinese medicine, so she chose to become a doctor and be a disciple of Wanhua Valley.
It is different from Meng Yan, a person who simply fills the eleven major sects.
After reading this passage, there was silence in the room for a long time, and the divine doctor looked at Meng Yan's eyes with a lot of changes, and finally turned into a long sigh, as a doctor, his wish was not as good as that of a blind doctor.
"You are a famous divine doctor in the rivers and lakes, and you are also the medicine saint of my Ten Thousand Flowers Valley." Meng Yan said with a smile, "Let me ask you, would you like to be a member of Wanhua Valley, in the land of peach springs, and care about the world." ”
"That's what you're up to?" The divine doctor asked Meng Yan why he was arrested.
"I won't live long, but I want to live." Meng Yan narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and said innocently, "Living in their hearts, in the rumors of the people in the rivers and lakes, I still want to live a better life, not to be a cult leader who shouts and kills, but a valley master of Wanhua Valley that everyone fears." ”
"Wait for him." Meng Yan turned her head to look into the distance, and the three lonely peaks stood proudly in the night, "When they ascended to the three-star moon, it was also the moment when my Meng Yan became famous in the world." ”
The divine doctor picked up the pen, laid out a new piece of paper, and asked Meng Yan with the pen, "How many bad things have you done in the past?" ”
"I stole the cheats of the various sects, forcibly occupied the territory of the Fengwu Sect, forced some sects to attach to my sect, and killed some people." Meng Yan thought about it seriously, but said regretfully, "It's a pity that Shaolin doesn't accept female disciples. ”
The original owner failed to steal the secret book of Shaolin, so he sent Xufeng to Shaolin to steal the teacher, went to a high-spirited young man, and came back with a monk who was empty of the four majors, which was a bit of a loss.
After listening to the first half of Meng Yan's life, the divine doctor sighed at the rice paper full of ink, "It's full of evil." ”
Otherwise, how decent people mention Meng Yan will grit their teeth with hatred, and all bad things will be done.
"I don't think it's hopeless." The miracle doctor gave the paper to Meng Yan, there were too many bad things to do, and he couldn't wash it even if he wanted to.
"I have an idea, I don't know if you will listen to it." Meng Yan said strictly, this idea is more harmful, not to hurt others, but to hurt people's three views.
"The Buddha said, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, and said that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Meng Yan originally wanted to practice medicine to save people by herself, but she didn't have this condition, so she could only hit the idea on the divine doctor.
Divine doctor, is it okay for people to follow you to benefit one party? People will sell cute~
After listening to what Meng Yan said, the divine doctor did not express any opinion on this matter, and only said to Meng Yan, "If one day others recognize your identity, I will not help." ”
"If that day comes, please protect me in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers." Meng Yan said firmly, it doesn't matter if she is dead, but Wanhua Valley can't be stained with a trace of uncleanness, this is their new birthplace, and it is also the Taoyuan Township in her heart.
"Okay." The Divine Doctor nodded.
"Then you rest early, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning." Meng Yan climbed off the stool and jumped away.
Tomorrow. The divine doctor suddenly came back to his senses, daring to love her had already been prepared, just waiting for her to set up.
A cult is a cult. The divine doctor snorted, looked down at the Taisu Nine Needles in his hand, and his eyes swelled with relief, Wanhua Valley, it sounds good.
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Out of the house, Meng Yan found that the Ministry of Industry Shangshu and Xufeng were there, and it seemed that the two of them had been standing for a long time, and their shoulders seemed to be soaked in the moonlight, giving rise to a little chill.
"You're the leader of a cult?" The Ministry of Industry Shangshu can't hear joy and anger when he speaks, and after being an official for decades, he has long learned not to be angry.
"I am, but I am also the valley master of Wanhua Valley." Meng Yan does not deny her past identity, yes, she was shouted and beaten and killed, and she can't wait to get rid of it soon, but her identity will change in the future, after all, people will change.
One day the cult leader said that he wanted to be good, which did not seem impossible, and Meng Yan had already set out to do it.
"Wanhua Valley is indeed good." There was a shallow smile on the face of the Ministry of Works, and he admired the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers on the drawings, especially the three-star Moon Mochizuki, and he was going to be the first to get drunk and pick up the star tower when he finished the project.
"But you can't." The Ministry of Industry Shangshu shook his head, Meng Yan's reputation was so bad that he felt hopeless.
"It's okay, as long as Wanhua Valley is good." Meng Yan didn't care, she pointed to the highest peak among the three lonely peaks, and asked the Ministry of Industry, "The star picking tower belongs to you." ”
The Star Picking Tower is the tallest building in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and it is also the place where the valley owner lives.
"What about you?" The Ministry of Industry Shangshu was a little surprised.
"Me." Meng Yan looked at the Falling Star Lake in the distance, she may not have the opportunity to live in Wanhua Valley for a long time, but it is possible to sleep for a long time. "It's nice to live by the sea of flowers."
In this way, there is a valley of ten thousand flowers in and out of the dream.