Grievances and hatreds, probably.

Although I was shocked by this sentence, it seemed to be expected, such a great hatred must be the hatred of life, involving important people around me.

But why is it a medical fairy? The doctor is benevolent, hanging the pot to help the world, even if he is not cured, the other party unfortunately dies, and the doctor should not be blamed? I really can't understand the hatred involved.

Rao Beitian ignored our surprise, but said to me, "Aren't you curious about my iron umbrella lineage? Let's start here. ”

I immediately concentrated, and even Han Xun looked up at Rao Beitian, the mysterious past of the first person in the Central Plains really made the people of the rivers and lakes curious.

"My vein was a branch of the Daomen a long time ago, and at that time I also obeyed the leadership of the Daomen, but unfortunately after several wars, the family was ruined, and my vein was already thin, and the dead and wounded were barely alive in the troubled times, and at that time, the branch was not valued by the Daomen." He took a drag on his cigarette and seemed to sink into memory.

That's right, since ancient times, branches have not been taken seriously, just like Li Chenxi's family.

He said in a deep tone, and continued: "It is difficult to survive in troubled times, in order to survive and continue this lineage, my ancestor met a tomb robber, and he also followed the danger to survive, and started the business of robbing tombs and taking treasures, do you know? The iron umbrella was not originally a weapon, its earliest role was to resist the poisons in the ancient tomb, and because of this experience, the iron umbrella has been studied several times and has become a unique weapon in my vein. ”

I gasped, this is how this strange weapon came from! No wonder there are few records on the rivers and lakes, except for his vein, no one will use it at all, why is there no record in the Daomen branch, do you still need to think about it? He's robbing the grave! This vein must have been wiped out and removed from the Daomen, so as not to smear the Daomen.

"And what was your vein called?" I asked a key question.

He smiled bitterly, and there seemed to be desolation in his eyes: "My vein is called an iron fan." ”

I see!

No wonder he can make fans, sell fans for a living, or authentic pure handicraft, even the fan surface has to write pictures himself, which is handed down by his ancestors.

"Then your wife is also from the rivers and lakes?"

"The iron umbrella and iron fan are the unique weapons of my lineage, I learned the iron umbrella, and my wife learned the iron fan, and the iron fan has been passed down to this generation, and only our husband and wife are left." In his words, there was endless desolation, and I could even think that the two of them were just carrying the inheritance and living an ordinary life, and they didn't want to set foot in the rivers and lakes at all, because I had never heard of anyone using an iron fan.

"The two of us don't dare to reveal our names, we just want to live simply, I will make umbrellas, she will make fans, use the craftsmanship handed down, sell these two things, and can barely survive, although the days were poor during that time, but my wife and I lived very happily, Lin Xiaonuan, do you know, living an ordinary life with the people you love, really happy."

A word of happiness, but bitter tears flowed from the corners of Rao Beitian's eyes.

My heart suddenly trembled, isn't everything I do now just to live an ordinary life with the people I love? But looking at the crying middle-aged man in front of me, I suddenly felt that it was not so simple to think about the ordinary.

"But there is an unforeseen circumstance, my wife is seriously ill, and the only savings in the family have been spent by seeking medical treatment everywhere, we have no money, no money to go to a bigger hospital for treatment, and we are desperate, all I can think of is to ask for help from the medical immortals." When he reached the crux of the story, he suddenly became emotional and sad, covering his wound and gasping slightly.

Well, I vaguely guessed something, his line has long been removed from the Daomen because of tomb robbing, and he has become a shame of the Daomen, and he wants to rely on the last bit of the same blood to ask for help from the Daomen, but the result seems to be very bleak, otherwise his wife would not die.

But this shouldn't be blamed on the medical fairy.

"As a result, you also guessed, the current Daomen has never heard of the iron fan vein, I haven't heard of it! They don't admit it! They regard the iron fan as a stain and completely erase us in history. The more Rao Beitian spoke, the louder he became, he was very excited, he was hating! But he is not hating the Daomen, he is hating his own powerlessness, the tainted history of tomb robbing is the mistake of their ancestors, he is powerless to correct his name, and he is powerless to save his wife.

But who is to blame for history? In order to survive in the war years, it is helpless to rob tombs and seek wealth, not to mention a certain "natural disaster" period, even cannibalism.

"So, in the end, Daomen rejected you?" I asked sympathetically.

"No, in the end, I pleaded repeatedly, and the medical fairy agreed, I thought it was the medical fairy's kindness, and I had hope." His eyes were suddenly full of resentment, and he said hurriedly: "But I sent my wife to the medical fairy, and he didn't save anyone!" ”

What the?

I was taken aback and blurted out a question, "Didn't save anyone?" ”

"That's right! He didn't do anything, he didn't even prescribe medicine, watching my wife suffer from illness and death, I knew that my wife was terminally ill and had little hope, but why did he torture me so much! promised to save people and gave me hope, but in fact, he was killing people! He widened his eyes, and the anger and hatred suddenly appeared, and he roared loudly, "I saw my wife die in front of me!" ”

In the silent woods, a cathartic roar, full of endless anger and desolation, echoed for a long time, no one spoke, only sympathy and helplessness in their eyes, and the man's painful cries followed as if venting.

The person he loved died in front of him, Rao Beitian raised his head and cried, despite the fact that the wound in his abdomen was tearing and bleeding, and gritted his teeth in his mouth and said hatefully: "The doctor is the murderer, he killed my wife......"

I let out a long sigh, maybe it wasn't his wife who had been killed, but all his hopes, and the blow had shattered all his life.

"The ancestor of the iron fan survived in order to rob the tomb, the Daomen refused to forgive, the medical fairy is fake benevolence, he is taking revenge on this stain, my wife is the only descendant of the iron fan, he is the sect that wants to destroy our stain!" He vented all his hatred like hatred.

Han Xun also sighed suddenly, shaking his head slightly at me, I understood what he meant, and I was slowly making plans in my heart.

"Since then, for more than ten years, I have been practicing martial arts hard with a heart of revenge, practicing day and night, because only in this way can I temporarily forget about my wife, and only want one day, kill the medical immortal of the Daomen, and avenge her, but the medical immortal is a high-level of the Daomen, and ordinary people have no chance to see it, even if they do, there will be many people to protect it, so I use the pseudonym Rao Beitian, challenge the master with martial arts, and make myself stronger, now I am strong, but now I am ......" He muttered to himself, crying while talking, The vicissitudes of life were full of sadness, he was confused, he was confused because of hatred, and more than ten years of hatred made him forget too much, maybe he forgot who he was.

He tortured himself to the point that he was left with only a vengeful Rao Beitian, that kind uncle was his heart, but with the hatred for too long, his heart seemed to be reversed into a disguise.

"So, you have to kill the medicine immortal?" Han Xun asked suddenly, as a doctor, he seems to have more thoughts than me.

"That's right, I've only lived for this purpose for more than ten years......" Although Rao Beitian's words were simple, his expression was sad and confused.

There is only one purpose to live, and I suddenly remembered what he said before the fight, give up, the fire will be extinguished, and no one wants to let their eyes be dark.

He has been tormented and distorted by hatred, and even said that only this shell of the first person in the Central Plains is left, what about himself? I've forgotten about myself for a long time.

"Xiaoru, when I finish avenging, I will go to you......" Rao Beitian called out his wife's name longingly to the night sky, tears burst out of his eyes, and quietly crossed his face.

Everything really wanted to be revealed, but in exchange for endless sighs and sighs in the middle of the night, Han Xun's expression was complicated, and I knew that he had something to say to me.

The silent night, I don't know how long it was silent, none of the four spoke again, until the sky was cloudy, Rao Beitian wept all night, muttered to himself all night, and leaned on the steps tiredly.

I persuaded him to go to the hospital together, but he never agreed, probably because he didn't want to attract attention, and in the end, I had no choice, so I asked Li Chenxi to help him into the house first.

Han Xun wanted to help me down the mountain, but I endured the pain of the wound and disagreed, sweating profusely, and asked him, "Senior brother, what do you want to say?" ”

He shook his head suddenly: "You know what I want to say, don't you want to go to the hospital?" ”

it?

The medicine you gave me had roundworms, you can guess everything.

I was just about to speak, but he stopped me: "Your current situation, you must go to the hospital first, otherwise what if the wound is infected, Rao Beitian can't move now, things are not in a hurry." ”

"No, no, no, I'm in a hurry right now, you don't know I have more important things." I shook my head in disagreement and motioned for him to give me my phone.

He suddenly smiled and said mockingly: "For his girlfriend, so anxious? You're good enough, too. ”

Nonsense!

Senior sister is still waiting for me, desperate for love, can a single dog like you understand?

I ignored him, picked up my phone directly, dialed the number, and the time had just arrived in the early morning, and Yun Xiyan would get up so early.

"Stinky boy, what's the matter with me in the morning?" She seems to be in good spirits.

"It's a big deal, Sister Xiyan, I'm taken seriously, you come and save me, you can come alone, the wound is a sharp weapon to stab the abdomen, you can bring all the emergency medical medicine." I said it weakly, because I was really hard right now.

"What? You're hurt? Where is it? She shouted in surprise, and I knew that the big sister of the doctor fairy cared about me very much.

I gave her the address, and then asked Han Xun to prepare to go to the street below the mountain to pick up Yun Xiyan, he had seen the medical fairy, and picking up people was not a problem.

I dragged my tired body, leaned against the door, smoked and waited, I don't know how long it took, I only heard the crisp and lively bird chirping in the woods, the early morning sun was very comfortable, and two figures slowly walked out of the forest, but, unexpectedly, Yun Xiyan's arm Han Xun, who was supporting, walked over with difficulty, because she was wearing a tight and slim cheongsam and high heels, and it was very troublesome to walk the mountain road.

"Stinky boy, what's wrong with you? How did you get to the mountains? She came in a hurry, obviously in a hurry, and before she had time to change her clothes, she hurriedly opened my bandaged wound and wanted to help me deal with it.

"Sister Xiyan, let you come, in fact, I will take you to meet someone."

"See whom?"

"The man who wants to assassinate you."