Chapter Forty-Four: Studying Bully, My Brother
The old man looked embarrassed, and he almost showed his stuffing just now.
Where did the kid of the second dog family come from!
During this time, he has been attacking Su Ding for learning words too slowly, in fact, he has been frightened by Su Ding more than once.
Chinese is broad and profound, not to mention some remote and strange words, just saying 3,500 commonly used words is enough for people to learn for three or five years to master.
For example, Su Yiyi, who was the earliest entry, this little girl was born intelligent and had a 'calamity' physique, and it took a year to complete the study of common Chinese words.
The two little apprentices like Su Guangguang and Han Daniu have been with him for seven or eight years, and there are still occasional forgets or typos when they pick up the pen.
Let's go back to this Su Ding.
On the first day, the old Xuantou took out a thick Chinese script and threw it to him, originally wanting him to know the vastness of the words.
Su Ding was good, and he touched the calligraphy and copied 700 words in the afternoon.
Even if you copy it, Su Ding wrote it again before leaving, and the accuracy rate was about 80 percent, and most of the rest of the parts were short of catties and two pounds to understand its meaning.
The old man was dumbfounded.
Could it be that the 'Knowing Person' is really born to know?
In the following week, Su Ding studied at a very fast pace.
In order to maintain his image, the old Xuantou had to take out the eighteen fonts of the doctor of 'Taigu Wenmo' to bluff Su Ding.
Now it seems that this ancient text and ink is about to bluff people.
The old man coughed lightly to hide his surprise: "It's normal to be able to have occasional inductions, but it's still far from a real healer." ”
Su Ding sighed enviously: "Teacher, I'm afraid that I can get a response from the demon lord by writing just two words, right? ”
The old man didn't want to discuss this, so he quickly pulled his face and changed the topic: "By the way, I asked you to go to see Miss Wei to give you a big fat sheep, why did you go once and stop going? ”
Su Ding's face changed slightly.
Regarding hypnosis, Su Ding later explained to Su Yi that if you want to learn, you must keep it a secret from the old Xuantou.
The old man was well-informed, and let him know that asking questions would inevitably expose something.
Even if you let him know, it's best to wait until later.
"When I went that day, Miss Wei's condition had eased, and I think it was the teacher's medicine that worked. Su Ding threw the pot to the old man: "So I only had a brief talk with Miss Wei when I got there, and according to the power of the corpse, I didn't dare to use it indiscriminately." ”
The old man nodded: "That's right, although you are born with a little perception of mysterious spirituality because of your identity as a 'knowing person', but there is still a long way to go before you can truly be a dark walker, and you don't know how to hide your existence in the dark if you can't pass the life and death barrier." The less exposure to secrecy, the better for you. ”
Su Ding hummed and agreed.
He thought for a while and couldn't help asking, "Do you know the situation of the Wei family?"
"Wei family?" The old man was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought: "It is said that it is a big family in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and I don't know why they bought a house in a small place like ours. I heard their housekeeper Lao Liu say that the identity of Miss Wei in Suzhou and Hangzhou was a little embarrassing, she was originally the main branch of the Wei family, and then the Wei family had an accident, and the people on the main side of the main family were gone.
Miss Wei is still young, and the family business is gradually being hollowed out, and now the Wei family seems to be the son adopted by the old master of the Wei family, and Miss Wei has naturally become a thorn in the side over there. That's why she came to a small place like ours by herself. ”
Su Ding suddenly realized, before he still wondered why Old Man Wei had already sent all his close relatives to Yin Cao, why there was still a home in Suzhou and Hangzhou.
It turned out to be an adopted child.
Before the old man Wei was here, Su Hang's adopted son would naturally take care of Wei Qingyan in every way.
Now that the old man's existence is no longer known, Wei Qingyan's life has changed.
Su Ding sighed.
promised the old man to take good care of Wei Qingyan, but he didn't have anything and couldn't do anything.
Only by improving yourself can you make yourself a more useful person.
Mornings are generally spent learning Chinese.
Su Ding had a simple lunch at the old Xuantou, and the main task in the afternoon was to observe the old Xuantou's consultation.
The old man would explain the basic theory of the medical scriptures to Su Ding in between medical treatments.
There are four ways of medicine: medical scriptures, qi, thoughts, and pills.
The other three are not mentioned for the time being, the medical scripture is the path chosen by most langs, and it is also the way of the old Xuantou.
This kind of emphasis is on 'exploring diseases according to the scriptures'.
Learn more from the ancient medicine book of the powerful doctor to learn the ability to hang the pot to help the world.
According to the old Xuantou, the power of the primeval healer also has the means to reach the heavens, no worse than some of the beings in the dark walkers today.
There are four medical scriptures: meridians, pulses, prescriptions, and medicines.
The original bloodline, meridians, bone marrow, yin and yang, and the surface and the inside, are based on all kinds of diseases, and the distinction between death and life, and the use of the Zhenshi soup and fire is appropriate. To the end of the Qi obtained, the stone of mercy takes iron, and the object is used. The clumsy are unreasonable, and the healing is drama, and life is death.
Meridians, pulses, prescriptions, and medicines cooperate with each other to cure diseases and save people.
Su Ding studied psychology before, and he also audited a few classes in traditional Chinese medicine, which was limited to understanding basic concepts.
Traditional Chinese medicine is an empirical science, which is far more difficult to master than Western medicine.
Lao Xuantou is a good teacher, teaching while sitting in the clinic, and occasionally analyzing cases.
From time to time, in the afternoon, Su Ding can understand everything he has learned.
Speaking of which, if there are any big changes after the crossing, Su Ding feels that his learning ability seems to have improved.
For example, the traditional Chinese character learning.
In the previous life, even if he knew each other, it would take some time to remember, but now he can basically do it in a tenth of the time he used before.
Su Ding thought about it, this is probably the traverser.
The study of medical skills was not for a while, and seeing the sunset, Su Ding said hello to the old man and prepared to go home.
Nighttime events are a hundred times more likely than during the day, so it's best not to go out at night, even in small towns.
Otherwise, you will encounter the last Huangquantu incident.
Now Su Ding's goal is very clear, if you want to survive in this world, you must have a skill.
And this skill must be his own, not obtained from the Evil Thought Space.
A person who is good at planning and leaving a way out will never put all his eggs in one basket.
Su Ding has always been a little vigilant about the evil thought space, even if he needs it, he can't rely on it for everything.
Medical skills, especially psychology, which he is good at, are his greatest reliance.
The success of hypnotherapy has amply demonstrated that psychology is still effective in this world, and even better.
After all, this world is a strange world full of spiritual pollution, and even the state of mind can be quantified.
Who dares to say that their mental state is normal?
Su Ding, who was far away, saw two large iron-bone red lanterns lit up at the door of his house.
There was a carriage parked in front of the door.
Four horses lined up, sturdy and wearing respirators made of leather and rivets on their muzzles and noses.
Su Ding was speechless, Lao Tzu used a gas mask for seven or eight years, whose local tyrant ordered it for Ma to play privately?
Showing off your wealth, right?
Su Ding entered the door and happened to see a figure with his back to him.
Su Ding was surprised: "Why are you here?"