Chapter 1 Uncle Shi, Are You Back?
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Jiangnan Province, deep in Siming Mountain.
The winding mountain road winds upward, like a big snake straight into the dense emerald green, in this hot summer, it is noon, although the terrain of the mountain is not low, and there are many towering trees, but the sun is still steaming on the asphalt road, standing on the asphalt road, you can even see that the front scene is a little distorted in the heat.
At this time, there was a young man about twenty years old, with a thin body, carrying a travel bag with more than half his height on his back, holding an easel more than one person tall in one hand and a large drawing board bag in the other, walking briskly on the asphalt road.
Even so, it can only be said that this young man is a little different from ordinary people, choosing to climb the mountain at such a hot time, and carrying so many things on his back. But if you look closely, you can see that he is different-I see that although he walks, his pace is abnormally fast, and he can step several meters in one step.
"I don't know what Master thinks, every day at noon, let me run back and forth on the winding mountain road, and I have to carry so many copper blocks, don't you know that I am now in the early stage of foundation building, these are still useful for the condensation period, but not much for me?"
Thinking of this strange request from the master, Zhang Qingyuan was a little helpless, but it was the master who taught him all these years, the two of them are like father and son, and the master's cultivation is so high, he will not be idle and bored to let himself do these useless things, but before he understands this matter, Zhang Qingyuan is a little angry.
Originally, Zhang Qingyuan was already very different from ordinary people climbing the mountain at this hour, but if people knew that his backpack was full of copper pieces, such a big bag and bulging bags would be shocked. What is amazing is not only that, Zhang Qingyuan did not have the slightest breath at this time, and there was not even a little bead of sweat on his forehead.
Of course, this time is not completely empty, at this time, two cars drove from the rear, and when Zhang Qingyuan noticed that a car was coming, his pace immediately slowed down, no different from a normal person.
The first car is the Land Rover, this car has high horsepower, high chassis, and is most suitable for climbing, of course, it is also Zhang Qingyuan's favorite car, and he can't help but take a few more looks.
Although the glass of the car is reflective, with Zhang Qingyuan's cultivation, he doesn't even use his eyes, just sweeps his senses, and the situation in the car is clear.
There were four people sitting in the first car, three young people and one middle-aged man, Zhang Qingyuan only swept it slightly to know that these four people have kung fu, especially the middle-aged man, if according to the definition of the world, it should be regarded as the early stage of the day after tomorrow, which is equivalent to the cultivation of about the second layer of condensation, and although the other three have not reached the day after tomorrow, they are also kung fu masters in the world.
The car in the back was a Mercedes-Benz ambulance, which did not have any hospital markings on its body, and apparently belonged to their private property. Sitting in the driver's seat was also a young man, like the three young people in the previous car, all of whom had good kung fu.
If this group of people can be accompanied by these "masters", then their identities should be remarkable in the world, either wealthy families or high-ranking government/government officials.
There was an old man lying on the bed in the ambulance, his eyes were closed, and his snort was weak, now Zhang Qingyuan was only in the early stage of congenitalization, and his divine sense was not too strong, and the car passed by him in an instant, otherwise he could see what illness the old man was suffering from at close range.
There were four people sitting next to the old man, two of whom looked like doctors and nurses, and the other two were a middle-aged man and woman.
Obviously, this pair of middle-aged men and women should look like the children of the old man, the middle-aged man's face is calm, and he has the momentum of a superior who is not angry and arrogant, but even so, he can't hide the slight confusion in his eyes.
The woman's eyebrows are picturesque, her face is bright, her light makeup is just right, there is no wrinkle at the corners of her eyes, she looks plump and tall under the backdrop of a well-cut formal suit, and people who don't know will only think that she is at most thirty years old. But from Zhang Qingyuan's eyes, it can naturally be seen that although this woman is well maintained, her real age should be thirty-five or six.
Looking at the old man lying on the bed, the woman's eyes were full of anxiety and worry, "Dad, it's almost time to get to the Chengfeng Divine Doctor, you hold on for a while."
The old man's breath was a little uncomfortable, and he slowly opened his somewhat cloudy eyes when he heard the words, although so, the flash of light in his eyes showed the glory he once had, but under the torture of illness, the whole person had become a little sluggish, and with the breathing, the old man's spots trembled slightly on his wrinkled face, obviously very painful.
The old man glanced at the woman with difficulty, but did not speak, obviously unable to even speak now.
The middle-aged man sitting next to the old man looked at the old man next to him so uncomfortable, his calm and handsome face frowned, his lips pursed tightly, and he looked at the doctor sitting opposite and said, "Dean Jiang, is this Chengfeng Divine Doctor you said really that powerful?" ”
The doctor sitting opposite him had gray hair and looked like he was in his sixties, so he said: "Vice President Huang, I have been practicing medicine for 40 years, and I will never joke about the life and death of a patient." Although I don't dare to guarantee that the teacher and his old man can cure Mr. Huang's illness, if he can't help it, then there will be no one in this world who can do it. ”
The vice president Huang nodded, felt a little calm, and then hurriedly said to the young man who was driving:
"Xiao Zhu, tell Uncle Daozi to hurry up again."
"Yes, young master." The young man named Xiao Zhu didn't talk much, and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie in the car after answering, and repeated the middle-aged man's words.
The two cars were much faster, kicking up a puff of dust and smoke on the asphalt road, whistling past Zhang Qingyuan.
"It seems that I went to see Lao Niubi again." Knowing the situation of the people in the car, Zhang Qingyuan also knew the purpose of their trip, which was nothing more than to go to Mingyangguan to find Chengfeng Laodao to see a doctor.
"This old bull's nose is quite generous to the poor, but he slaughters these rich people ruthlessly, which time he doesn't charge 1.8 million yuan for medical treatment, grandma's, this money is too easy to earn...... I don't know what Lao Niubi wants so much money for? ”
Seeing that the car was far away, Zhang Qingyuan muttered in his mouth while raising the speed and resuming the "high speed" of a few meters at a time.
And just in the first Land Rover car, the middle-aged man called "Uncle Knife" by the middle-aged man was a little restless at the moment, just passed by the little young man, he felt a tightness in his heart, his whole body was cold, as if he was being spied on by something, but he turned his head to look at the young man, until the car was out of sight and did not find anything abnormal, so he thought hard all the way, without the safety of closing his eyes and recuperating in the car before.
The car drove for a short time, and when it came to the edge of a cliff, the asphalt road was gone, and only a winding path on the edge of the cliff was left to stretch out along the woods on the edge of the cliff into the distance.
The car couldn't be driven, the group got out of the car, and the middle-aged man who had just been called "Uncle Daozi" by Vice President Huang came over with the four young people, and with the help of a group of people, the old man was slowly carried onto the stretcher.
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"Grandma's, it's finally here!"
Seeing the Mingyang View that appeared in front of him, hidden in the emerald green bushes, Zhang Qingyuan finally sighed, this road is at least more than 30 kilometers, of which more than 20 kilometers are winding mountain roads, and the other less than ten miles is rugged mountain roads. Although there were no beads of sweat on his head and no discomfort on his body, he resisted these in his heart, so even if it was simple, he felt bored.
Zhang Qingyuan got up at seven o'clock in the morning every day, went to the top of the mountain to sketch and paint, stayed until nine o'clock to go down the mountain on time, spent more than an hour to get to the bottom of the mountain, and then returned at noon like a nervous disorder, this summer vacation has been doing this every day, has lasted for nearly a month.
"If it weren't for the old guy's divine sense, how could I use to work so hard every day, practice every morning, look at the scenery, paint pictures, and then follow some of the treasured bamboo leaves and green wine of the old way, this little day, tsk......"
Zhang Qingyuan walked slowly, thinking about the wine that had become a good way, and his heart was delicious, and he entered the gate of Mingyang Temple in a few steps.
"Division...... Uncle Ancestor...... You...... Coming back? ”
Entering the courtyard of the Taoist temple, a little Taoist boy who had been paying attention to the movement at the door stood up in a panic, regardless of the medicinal herbs in the dustpan in his hand, he couldn't hide the fear in his eyes as he tried his best to keep it steady.