Volume 8, Reflection of Waves and Reflections I, Flowing Clouds (I)

Fan Xing doesn't look like a person who has been corrupted to half death, and in terms of appearance, he is more delicate than Zhu Tong.

"The family teacher talked about Zhu Zhang, and this time he recruited Fanxing to come to Shanghai to meet Zhu Zhangmen." Van Xing looked the little liar up and down; Miss Mei said that Zhu Zhangmen is now the director of Ocean Hospital. You must have the ability, Fanxing is not so lucky. ”

When the fake Li Kui encountered the real black whirlwind, Zhu Tong was dumbfounded, and looked back at ten zhang away; The bamboo priest smiled and raised his glass, and Liu Yilan was also looking at him.

"Fanxing, I don't know."

"I wish the head of the family does not have to be like this, Fan Xing is not a person in the world, speaking of which, Fan Xing also has to thank Brother Zhu; Without this opportunity, Fan Xing would not have had the opportunity to worship under the Bamboo Dao Sect. ”

Saying this, Zhu Tong completely returned to normal, and raised his glass to touch three cups with Fan Xing; He said with a smile: "I heard that Brother Dao is also a person with a temperament, and the Bamboo Daoist has always confiscated his disciples, and Fan Xing will not be favored by the Dao Sect if he does not have a Dao Ji." I envy you, I must have benefited a lot from being able to follow the Bamboo Dao Sect. ”

"Hypocrisy." Mei Lanting is the most good at the scenery, and has always taken it as his responsibility to save the face of the little liar, and snorted on the side: "Why don't you change it back now?" ”

"That's unacceptable, the stars are tired of it, and there is no reason to turn back." Fan Xing shook his head greatly; On top of the Penglai Sea and Mountain, Fan Xing thought about it carefully, it turned out that Xiaodao being a doctor was a mistake in itself. Xiaodao couldn't stand that torture, and he didn't have the temperament to ignore life and death. I can't be an official, and I can't stand the environment of mutual beware of calculations. After entering the Dao Gate, Fan Xing felt peaceful and free, and realized that the Chinese medicine he had learned before was so superficial. Daozang is as deep as the sea, the mind of the Bamboo Dao Sect is wider than the sea, and all stars can follow the Dao Sect in this life, which is truly free. ”

Fan Xing said seriously, Mei Lanting was embarrassed to interject, and ordered Zhu Tong to bow his head and eat vegetables; A few of you can also see that since Fan Xing can enter the wall of the Bamboo Taoist Gate, the depth of cultivation in the future is not to mention, only this identity is not trivial, and it is not necessary to become the next Taoist sect.

Everyone also knows another point, the relationship between Zhumen and Daomen is not shallow, and the action of the Bamboo Taoist priest to collect Fan Xing under the door can explain a lot of problems.

It is said that the ignorant are fearless, and after eating, the little liar walked with Fan Xing by the pond, and asked a lot about the real situation of Li Xiang himself, only then did he realize how naΓ―ve he was to be proud of his shrewdness.

Fan Xing's former girlfriend Li Xingru is from Shanghai; Li Xingru's father, Li Gong, is also an accomplished entrepreneur in Shanghai. For the sake of his only beloved daughter, he spent millions of dollars before and after, and sent to Beijing Tongren Hospital was a helpless move after getting desperate answers from major western hospitals, and money did not save Li Xingru's life after all.

Li Xiang is not only an acquaintance in Shanghai; One of Fan Xing's senior brothers is now the director of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Shanghai, and the two have a good personal relationship; Fan Xing also had the idea of coming to Shanghai from Beijing to work, and if Li Xingru could recover fortunately, he would definitely be transferred to the Chinese hospital in Shanghai.

What's more, Fan Xing is not without relatives, his uncle is still built here, and he lives in Qingdao City; Every year during the Spring Festival, he would go to Qingdao to stay for a few days.

"Dao Sect recruited Fan Xing this time, just because he was afraid that Brother Zhu would accidentally make a mistake; Xiaodao had already greeted his senior brother a few days ago; He's heard of you, and he's looking for a chance to meet you, the impostor Li Xiang. Amitayus Buddha, senior brother is still strange, why didn't Li greet him when he wanted to come to Shanghai? He said, although you can't be said to be a celebrity in Shanghai's medical circles, there are many people who know about you. Wang Juefei said everywhere that you are good, that Chinese medicine is good, but he used to look down on Chinese medicine the most. Also, there is ...... in Beijing. ”

Zhu Tong summarized his memory dizzily, full of admiration for the bamboo Taoist, and full of gratitude to Fan Xing.

Finally, Fan Xing handed him a notebook: "This is the notebook that Xiao Dao studied with his former master, you may be useful if you take a look; Similar to you, Xiaodao used to be good at acupuncture. It's a pity that most schools of Chinese medicine have now declined or disappeared, and I hope that Brother Zhu can carry forward the Sanyang acupuncture method. ”

The so-called Sanyang acupuncture method is the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, which is the name of the needle method recorded in the notes handed by Fan Xing to Zhu Tong. It's just a part, and it's very detailed about the qi and luck needles, and what is lacking is the part of the needle practitioner's own cultivation.

"Those masters didn't teach, we all used to practice simple Taoist health exercises; Compared to Brother Zhu, the Taoist Sect said that Brother Zhu's cultivation is the truly clever medical method. ”

Doctor's mind? Maybe; Zhumen Zhizi is indeed a unique science of curing diseases, but it is too difficult to cultivate.

Zhu Tong said a few words modestly and asked, "I'm sorry, I still have to ask Senior Brother Fanxing, Li Gong...... Are you familiar with Brother Dao? ”

"It's not familiar, Xingru has been in the hospital for a whole year, and he has always disagreed with our relationship at first, but then he didn't have much time to see Xingru, so he didn't say much; Uncle Li is a practical person, and if Xingru is not sick, she will be forced to marry another person. ”

Fan Xing took out a photo: "This is Xingru, next to her parents." I wish my brother more attention when he meets them. However, if Brother Zhu is just a director of the Ocean Hospital, they are not interested in getting to know you. ”

Li Xingru in the photo looks haggard, and it can be seen that it was taken in the ward; Just looking at her eyebrows, she is also a beautiful girl, perhaps suffering from illness, and it looks at least one level wrong than Ye'er or Flower.

"For a period of time in the future, Fan Xing will temporarily live in Suzhou Tianxingguan, and I wish my brother any difficulties or questions, just come. Immeasurable Buddha, I hope that Brother Zhu will not let Li Xiang be too embarrassed. ”

Zhu Tong smiled and nodded, he really wanted to mix well. If he is allowed, he hopes to mix in the name of Li Xiang for the rest of his life, how can he not mix seriously?

After lunch, the bamboo Taoist priest returned to the Broken Snow Garden, and Liu Yilan also left; The old liar has been avoiding the little liar and sitting in the sun of the "Pinghu Xiaozhu" with Zhou Banweng and farting. Oh, and Qin Tongshan. Mei Lanting's father, Mei Zaihong, also left, Mei Lanting went to see off his father, and when he came back, he sat bored under the porch, waiting for Zhu Tong.

"It's not early, I'm leaving." Zhu Tong finally got drunk and walked to the old liar's side to say hello.

"Go ahead, Ban Weng likes you very much, and I have time to have a good chat with Half Weng; For you young people, it has benefited a lot; Although the rivers and lakes rely on you young people to work hard, the experience of the old-timers still needs to be learned. ”

The old liar taught his disciples a serious lesson, as if he was really the emperor of Zhumen. Zhu Tong bowed his head in response, and said goodbye to Zhou Banweng, a master of the predecessors of the rivers and lakes, this face still has to be given to the old liar.

"I wish the head of the family a young and promising insight, and it is difficult to have an opponent in the younger generation in a single cultivation, and his future achievements must be limitless; Zhanjiang, send me a blessing to the master. ”

Zhou Banweng looked at Zhu Tong's gaze, mixed with a bit of complicated things, and waved his hand, which was goodbye.

When Zhu Tong and Mei Lanting walked to the front of the car to get in the car, Lan Zhanjiang suddenly said: "Brother Zhu, Banweng is going to leave in the next two days, and he hopes to meet you again before leaving." ”

"Doesn't you have to? Brother Lan should know that I, the head of the family, cannot be saved; I can make an appointment for you. "Zhu Tong thought about it and refused this meeting; In fact, he regretted that he didn't bring Uncle Zhu Huang today.

"Ban Weng won't see Zhu Huang's seniors, he came back this time for Jianghu Dao, not for a certain sect. Brother Zhu thinks about it, and we will call back to us. Lan Zhanjiang calmly ignored the embarrassment just now, leaving room for Zhu Tong to think.

Zhu Tong would not agree to this meeting, and the action of the bamboo Taoist priest challenging Zhou Banweng with an injury brought Zhu Tong a huge spiritual shock, making him feel his selfishness and insignificance. Whether it is emotionally or socially, he has no need to entertain Zhou Banweng. On the way back, Mei Lanting had been silent, which was far from her usual performance, and when she entered the Broken Snow Garden, she said softly: "Zhu Tong, the Bamboo Daoist is leaving." ”

After the flute and piano in the morning, Zhu Tong also vaguely felt that the bamboo Taoist priest would not stay in the Broken Snow Garden, to a certain extent, the hero needs to be mysterious and lonely, and the bamboo Taoist priest is indeed looking for another place to settle down after resisting Zhou Banweng's strength and winning the respect of all factions in the rivers and lakes.

Sure enough, on the second floor of the Department of Yunxuan, the bamboo Taoist priest carried a cloth bag on his shoulder, looking like he was going to travel far away; Liu Yilan stood by the railing and whispered something.

Zhu Tong saw the helplessness on Liu Yilan's face, and was hesitating whether to go up, the bamboo Taoist smiled: "The Taoist priest drank this tea early and tasteless, if it wasn't for Brother Zhu to say goodbye, the Taoist priest would have left in the morning." ”

"It's about to be the Spring Festival, so it's better for Zhudao Sect to stay for a few more days. Senior Brother will be able to come out in two months, and the injuries on Dao Zong's body need to be recuperated. Zhu Tong looked at the red color on the face of the bamboo Taoist priest, knowing that the injury on his body was serious again, how could he rest assured that he would leave like this?

"Yes, you're still here to recuperate, and you'll leave when your injuries heal." Liu Yilan followed Zhu Tong's words to retain the bamboo Taoist, it seems that she has said this reason many times, and she knows that it will not have much effect.

"Hurt? What is Injury? The Taoist priest has not experienced this kind of experience for ten years, and perhaps this is the opportunity for the Taoist priest. Heaven rewards hard work, there is no smooth sailing road in the world, and embarking on the road of cultivation should be self-improvement; I wish my brother no wonder, the Taoist priest really understood this truth today. Although the word Zhumen Zhizi is wonderful, it is not the cultivation of the Taoist priest itself after all, nor is it the magic power of the Taoist sect. ”

The Bamboo Taoist refused to receive further treatment, and had to rely on his own efforts to find a way out of his difficulties.

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