Cangnan military exercise ground

"Alright, that's all for today, let's go." Although Zuo Yin insisted on exercising all day, even at lunchtime, he was full of thoughts about how to swing the knife with the least amount of force and maximize the effect at the same time. Under the association, Zuo Yin realized that Deputy General Yang Zizhan taught him the knife skills obviously decisive, which was completely different from the juggling artists he saw when he was a child.

After washing, Yang Zizhan fell asleep early alone like last night, and seemed not interested in how Zuo Yin fell asleep for two consecutive nights, and didn't want to have a private communication with him, but it was okay. Zuo Yin carefully took out the medical book placed under the pillow, and after opening it, through the candle flame in the camp tent, little by little, he understood, silently, Zuo Yin did not want to waste a trace of time, he knew that the earlier he learned, the more helpful it would be for his future, and the moonlight slowly sprinkled the light on this rare wilderness in the mountains.

In the next nine days, Yang Zizhan never taught more things in knife skills, nothing more than the movements on the first day of knife practice, Zuo Yin had to practice hundreds of times every day, he was not tired of this boring knife swing at all, but madly regarded it as an almost instinctive action through practice. During the three meals a day, his hands trembled and he could hardly hold chopsticks, and he was trembling when he ate, but Zuo Yin still did not complain at all.

Yang Zizhan selectively turned a blind eye to Zuo Yin's hand, but seeing Zuo Yin's selfless practice like going crazy every day, he also began to appreciate it a little, and he was no longer as cold as a few days ago, and now the two of them are not only in contact every day, but also for a period of time after dinner, Yang Zizhan will teach Zuo Yin the basic knowledge of the empire, including the five major theaters of the empire, east, west, north, south, and middle, and even the basic composition of the army and senior generals in each theater, etc. Although Zuo Yin was a little puzzled about memorizing these contents in addition to learning knives, he still kept them in his heart seriously.

The full days often pass quickly, in a blink of an eye, ten days of training pass in a flash, after training, Zuo Yin's whole temperament and before leaving Qingshan City has changed a lot, the rigor and killing in the military camp make the original introverted and shy Zuo Yin have a slight hint of sinister atmosphere, this may be the change of the environment to people.

And in the ten days, Zuo Yin occasionally saw the master on the parade platform of the martial arts arena, but the master also stretched out his thumb when he saw him, showing a mouthful of white teeth and praising him from afar, but he had no intention of communicating, which made Zuo Yin a little speechless, before parting, Yang Zizhan came to see him off alone, Zuo Yin after all was a young man, looking at Yang Zizhan, whose expression was much softer than when he first met, asked: "Master?" ”

Zuo Yin originally felt a trace of doubt that his master had not seen him in private in the past ten days, and his master's enthusiasm was quietly extinguished, but Yang Zizhan saw his lost appearance, and he wanted to stop talking, but gave Zuo Yin the riding knife used for these ten days of practice.

"This is the meaning of Bai Dutong." After explaining lightly, Zizhan didn't say much, turned around and entered the camp.

Stroking this riding knife that had accompanied him for ten days, Zuo Yin couldn't help but feel a little emotional, ashamed of his suspicion of the master just now, after all, he was his disciple, and as an apprentice, he should trust the master, Zuo Yin secretly buried his original careful thoughts.

After putting the riding knife into the backpack and wrapping it, Zuo Yin inquired all the way, and after ten days of adaptation, Zuo Yin was also accustomed to the fingering and pointing he suffered inside the fire camp, he selectively ignored those people, walked on his own backpack, and finally found the doctor's camp in the northeast corner of the camp.

The doctor's camp has its own unique area, and it is forbidden to enter within a radius of tens of meters, so compared to the often bustling military camp, it is particularly deserted, and occasionally wounded soldiers who cannot be accommodated by other departments are transferred here, which brings some popularity to this camp.

The doctor's camp was surrounded by a simple wooden fence, leaving a doorway for two medium-sized carriages to pass side by side, it was now morning, the sun was shining all over the ground to reveal that this was a rare good weather in southern Xinjiang, the janitor was an old man who closed his eyes on the recliner next to the door, the old man was bald and black, his face was quiet and peaceful, Zuo Yin knew the rules here, and walked over, but he was not in a hurry to hand the nameplate of the identity certificate to the old man, but stood respectfully on the side, wanting to wait for the old man to wake up before taking action. The old man didn't seem to want to admit it, opened his eyes and glanced at the nameplate in Zuo Yin's hand, and then looked at him lazily.

"Zuo Yin, right, you will help in the angelica room from today, behind the gray house over there." After pointing out the direction, the old man no longer paid attention to Zuo Yin, and continued to close his eyes to recuperate, after Zuo Yin worshiped the old man, he walked quickly to the direction pointed by the old man, and was pondering the name of the angelica room in his heart.

When he stood in front of the Angelica room, he found that instead of calling it Angelica room, it is more appropriate to call it Angelica Building, the building is two stories high, and the outside is stacked with square wood to form the shape of a well railing, and the clean gray appearance is easy to make people feel comfortable after seeing it, obviously the people in the doctor's camp pay attention to these details, but from the outside of the door, it can be seen that the Angelica room is surprisingly large, and from time to time there are people in and out of physician pharmacist costumes, but they have never looked at Zuo Yin, and they are in a hurry.

Zuo Yin did not hesitate, and walked straight to the person who looked like the steward at the door of the angelica room, the person was rickety, and behind the counter at the door of the angelica room, he was writing something with a pen. Zuo Yin looked at the nameplate on the wall behind him, and didn't say much, took out his nameplate and put it in front of the steward.

The man had already quietly glanced at him a few times when Zuo Yin entered the door, and after seeing Zuo Yin's nameplate, the man put down the pen in his hand, turned around and took out another blank nameplate of the same style from the counter, wrote Zuo Yin's name and identity, hung the new nameplate on the wall behind him, and handed the nameplate back to Zuo Yin, after completing everything, this person said in a dry voice: "Zuo Yin, from today onwards, you are the pharmacist of the Angelica Room, and you are responsible for collecting medicines on the mountain under the organization of the Angelica House on weekdays, or processing various medicinal materials in this room, in view of the fact that Bai Dutong has already ordered, We will leave you for a period of time every morning and evening, Liu Er, and take Zuo Yin to check in. ”

As soon as the words fell, a short young man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes rushed out from behind a medicine cabinet, dressed in a slightly dirty gray pharmacist suit, he kept rubbing his hands, nodded at Zuo Yin and said: "General Zuo, come on, come on, please here, I will lead the way for you." The voice was a little slippery.

Zuo Yin couldn't cry or laugh, this person is really like his name, like a shopkeeper, but the psychology Zuo Yin is a little wary of this person's enthusiasm, although his identity as a disciple of Bai Dutong is indeed very dazzling here, but the combat unit of the Cangnan Army advocates military merit, and the physician battalion advocates medical skills, he Zuo Yin has neither, how can He De convince others, and there is no strength to be the foundation of the high identity, just like a fortress of sand, it will collapse as soon as it rushes, these sycophants themselves must not indulge in this, Zuo Yin secretly made up his mind to sharpen himself in the next ten days.

Along the way, Liu Er kept chattering and asking east and west: "General Zuo, you are our senior disciple of Bai Dutong, it is said that Bai Dutong taught you Bai's mastery, little brother, I have not seen Bai Dutong's heroic posture, General Zuo, can you show me another day, and let me Liu Er see the top martial arts?" ”

Zuo Yin couldn't cry or laugh, he hadn't seen his master much in the past ten days, it was Deputy General Yang Zizhan who taught him knife techniques, how could he know what Bai's knife skills. Zuo Yin replied truthfully, "Brother Liu is polite, these **** have followed Deputy General Yang Zizhan of the Fire Department to learn some basic skills of swordsmanship, Master, Boss Bai has not personally taught me swordsmanship." Zuo Yin originally wanted to be called Master, but he remembered his master's advice on the first day he came to the barracks, and changed his words to Boss Bai, which sounded like a hero who gathered in the mountains and forests.

It's just that Liu Er obviously didn't believe it, and seemed to think that Zuo Yin was unreal, but he didn't say it explicitly, Liu Er was also a teenager, and after a while, he became lively again and continued to chatter.

Zuo Yin had a sentence of answer, but there was no impatience on his face, after all, it was rare to communicate with people other than Master and Brother Yang Zizhan, plus it was a rare person of the same age, Zuo Yin knew the department organization and personnel composition of the doctor's camp from Liu Er's mouth, after the two walked through a few rows of houses, the personnel gradually became scarce, and the place became more and more remote, Zuo Yin's suspicion gradually rose, how could the house of an ordinary pharmacist be so remote, and it was not very inconvenient to do work. Zuo Yin didn't ask, and after following Liu Er into a house, there was no other person behind him, but there were six or seven masked black-clothed people in front of him, looking at Zuo Yin with fierce eyes.