I took a simple raft, and if it was heavy, it would naturally fall on the boys. 【Book by】

Meng Xiyao pushed the cart and walked on the rugged mountain road with difficulty, fortunately, the weather was not hot, otherwise he would really want to die.

Sikong Yao walked ahead, and when he encountered a place that was too dangerous, he would also help from time to time.

Under inquiry, I learned that the girl's name was Yang Muling, and she had been learning acupuncture for ten years.

After about three hours of driving, I finally arrived at the top of Yaoshan Mountain, on a straight road on the edge of the cliff, a chic bamboo hut looked very flattering.

Yang Muling paused and said in a straight voice: "When you meet my master later, try not to talk nonsense." ”

Sikong Yao painted an image out of thin air in his heart, a master of the world dressed in white, with crane hair and black eyes, and a graceful demeanor, or with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen silver needles flew out like a thundersnake.

Thinking like this, Sikong Yao had some doubts about Yang Muling's statement, and said, "Why? Isn't your master scary? ”

Yang Muling shook her head and said, "That's not true, but Master, his old man has a strange temper and is unpredictable, so you'd better not talk and just leave it to me." ”

Sikong Yao nodded obediently and responded, "Okay, let's just not speak." ”

"Master, I'm back."

Yang Muling gently pushed open the door, and in an instant, a strong and pungent smell of wine poured out from the crack in the door, and the stench was incomparable.

Sikong Yao subconsciously covered her nose, this was too unacceptable to accept, and it was almost about to make people vomit.

Yang Muling said helplessly: "Master, you drank again, and you vomited all over the place." ”

Sikong Yao followed Yang Muling's reprimanding gaze, and the picture of the worldly master in his fantasy shattered.

I saw a drunk man in a dark green tattered robe, short and clumped under a quilt, his eyes covered by messy and unkempt hair. Only a red rosacea is revealed.

If you smell it carefully, the stench still comes from the old man.

Sikong Yao didn't hold back, and asked in a low voice, "Mu Ling, is this your master?" and imaginary ...... It's a bit of a discrepancy, oh no, it's a big discrepancy! ”

Yang Muling picked up a rag and cleaned it, and said stupidly: "Master, didn't you say that you won't drink?" Why did you drink again? ”

The drunkard burped, the smell was unpleasant, and he said: "Wine is a good thing, a song of yellow soup into the stomach, a thousand sorrows and hatreds, good wine." Good wine, I'm going to drink it again. ”

Yang Muling scolded: "Drink it to death, forget it, I brought my parents back, you can show them quickly." ”

"Don't wipe it, it will get dirty after a few days. Since it will be dirty, why should you wipe it, you can't wipe it, you can't wipe it. The drunk man lazily turned over, grabbed the rag in Yang Muling's hand, and threw it directly out of the window.

The drunkard's crazy appearance made Sikong Yao feel a little unhappy, and Yang Muling's parents were in danger. He, who is a master, is still talking nonsense here.

Sikong Yao said unhappily: "Hey, why are you like this, hurry up and show Mu Ling's parents, aren't you a doctor?" ”

The drunk rolled around in a daze again, and seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Sikong Yao thought to himself that maybe this rosacea fell out like this. couldn't help but secretly say "deserved".

Unexpectedly, the drunkard landed on one foot, rolled rapidly, and his sleeves swept over the filth, and he stood up straight again.

Of course, it was only for a moment, and then the drunk staggered back again. Pointing at Sikong Yao, he said, "I heard it, hiccup...... You dare to say that I deserve it, good fellow, look at the move! ”

The drunkard's punch came extremely fast, or Sikong Yao couldn't see when she made a move.

It's just that when Sikong Yao noticed that the drunk man had made a move, the fist had already reached her face.

Sikong Yao subconsciously closed his eyes, but the expected sharp pain did not come, so he opened his eyes slightly, only to see the drunk man fall to the ground again, one hand and one foot stretched straight, and his mouth made a "snoring" sleepy sound, and he fell asleep like this.

Sikong Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said to Yang Muling: "Mu Ling, is this really your master?" Confused ......"

"Bold! How dare you call me confused! ”

Suddenly, the drunk man stood up from the ground again, shook his body and slapped at Sikong Yao.

This palm seemed to be unintentional, but it directly locked Sikong Yao, and there was nowhere to hide.

At that time, Meng Xiyao came in from outside the house, dragged the drunk's wrist, and said: "Master don't want to play again, please bear with me if I offended before, and it is important to rescue Mu Ling's parents now." ”

The drunk man then lay down weakly into Meng Xiyao's arms, like a puddle of mud, and he never thought that he would throw a punch again, so insidious.

Meng Xiyao took a step back, held out with one palm, and blocked the drunkard's fist.

"Master, human life is at stake, please don't play anymore." Meng Xiyao's tone became urgent, he pushed the Yang family and his wife all the way up the mountain, he couldn't be clearer about the situation of the two of them, and he couldn't delay it any longer.

The drunk man said with interest: "Interesting, interesting, the kid's fist and foot kung fu is good, take me two more moves!" ”

The drunk threw two punches in a daze, and although he was out of order, he was extremely dedicated.

Fortunately, Meng Xiyao stood in a favorable position, and took a few steps back, but all of them dodged.

The drunk fell to the ground and said like a scoundrel child: "It's not fun, it's not fun, I'm going to sleep!" ”

Yang Muling sighed helplessly, obviously not the first day to see her master's nonsense.

However, this is not the case for Sikong Yao, his apprentice's parents are in trouble, but the drunk man only cares about nonsense and does not care, acting as a teacher and a doctor in vain.

Sikong Yao said indignantly: "Hey, hurry up and save Mu Ling's parents, isn't Mu Ling your apprentice?" ”

The drunk ignored Sikong Yao and dozed off again.

Sikong Yao pulled Yang Muling out of the house, she was so angry that she felt worthless for Yang Muling, and it was too aggrieved to worship such a person as a teacher.

Sikong Yao said regretfully: "Mu Ling, come with me, I will take you to Fulong Village, find the best doctor for you, buy the best medicinal materials, and I will definitely be able to heal your parents." ”

"Yes, yes, let's go, don't bother me drinking."

Sikong Yao stepped out of the door and threw down a sentence: "A person like you is not worthy of being a master at all, and he doesn't even have a little medical ethics to treat diseases and save people, what kind of doctor are you!" ”

"Stop!" The drunk suddenly shouted.

Sikong Yao turned his head and said impatiently, "What? Am I wrong? It is because of the existence of doctors like you that countless precious lives die in vain every year! Do you know that human life is priceless? ”

The drunk man suddenly stood up, changed his serious tone, and said, "Who told you that I am a doctor?" It's futile to ask me for treatment, I'm a dietitian! ”

Sikong Yao was slightly stunned, she couldn't feel a headache, how could a chef teach Yang Muling acupuncture and moxibustion kung fu, interlaced like a mountain, a cook taught medicine, isn't this a mess?

Meng Xiyao saw that the Yang couple was about to die, and hurriedly said anxiously: "Master, no matter what, please help save them." ”

The drunk suddenly fell to the ground again, and threw up again with a "wow".

The stench was incomparable, and the smell of wine mixed with the smell of half-eaten meat was rotten.

Sikong Yao covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look at them directly, for fear that she would vomit out.

Meng Xiyao was eager to save people, and did not dare to show abnormal behavior in front of the drunk, for fear of annoying Yang Muling, the moody master.

Fortunately, I didn't eat much yesterday, otherwise I would have vomited at this time.

The drunkard vomited so much that he was afraid that he even vomited bile, and the air was filled with this permeable rancid smell.

The drunk man smiled proudly, as if nothing had happened, and said: "It's not impossible to want me to save people, but there is a condition." ”

Meng Xiyao said without hesitation: "Master, it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

The drunk man pointed to Yang Muling's parents, looked at Sikong Yao again, and said: "This little girl said before, human life is priceless, since this is the case, then this medical fee must also be a priceless treasure, I don't see that the two of you can take anything valuable, so one life for one life, and use the lives of the two of you to offset the lives of these two people, how about it?" ”

Sikong Yao couldn't help but scold, and couldn't wait to rush forward and beat the drunk violently.

However, Meng Xiyao stretched out his hand to stop her, raised his head, and said, "Master, although we really don't have anything of value on us, there are other priceless things besides human life. ”

The drunk laughed and said, "What is it, let's hear it?" ”

"Priceless treasures, delicious food."

Meng Xiyao is talking to the point, this people take food as the sky, if you want to say that this priceless treasure, how can it not be considered a delicacy?

The drunkard said with great interest, "Boy, I am very picky, and if you cannot make a meal that satisfies me, then you owe me a priceless meal, and I will pay for it with your life." ”

Meng Xiyao nodded and said, "Please also borrow the master kitchen stove for use." ”

The drunk turned around and waved his hand at the same time, motioning for Meng Xiyao to follow.

Sikong Yao smiled at Yang Muling and said, "Mu Ling, great, this time your parents are saved." ”

Yang Muling said helplessly: "I told you not to speak, Master has been saving my parents from the beginning." ”

Yang Muling turned around, raised her hand and pointed to the raft car, only to see the Yang couple vomiting in a daze.

Sikong Yao and Meng Xiyao could take the initiative to restrain the urge to vomit, but the Yang couple obviously couldn't.

The smell of rancid wine made them vomit out all the filth that had accumulated a lot of toxins.