Although the Mohists are known as the "Manifestation of the World", and there is the sub-sage thesis of "the words of the world, if you do not return to the Tao, you will return to the Mohists", but throughout the development of the Mohists, it has not really stepped onto the historical stage, especially after the Han Wu "deposed the Hundred Schools", the Mohists were buried in the pile of old papers, and almost became a non-governmental organization. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, although the Mo family once lost its survival foundation, the activities of the Mo scholars were never stopped, in fact, it was divided into two branches in the later period, and each made achievements: one specialized in scientific research, and the Mo school was widely spread, and the other turned into a ranger, and the Mo family swordsmanship became famous all over the world.

Sun Wukong's "Mojia Red Envelope" includes these two, and Guo Dalu has admired these two branches of the Mo family for a long time, likes Moxue, and naturally has genetic factors, after all, he is the son of Guo Qiao's chief carpenter, and has a natural affinity for handmade.

As for the Mo family's swordsmanship, not to mention more, what boy has never had the yearning to go to the end of the world with a sword?

The Mojia red envelope has a total of 500 merit points, Guo Dalu did not hesitate to send 500 merit points, and the "Mojia red envelope" on Sun Wukong's side was immediately issued.

"This red envelope is very informative, and it can be stored in the merit box before it can be used. ”

Guo Dalu accepted the red envelope, first deposited it in the merit box, and then after a little thought, he sent the "doctor" to Sun Wukong who was offline.

The Yin and Yang family can do whatever he wants, and the doctor can do what he wants, and the two cannot be combined for the time being, so first give up the "Yin and Yang family" and take the "doctor".

"Doctor" is also 500 merit points, and it cannot be split and exchanged, because medical theory and medical means are a unified whole, as a doctor, you must know both what it is and why it is true, it is really inconvenient to split.

Moreover, Guo Dalu also has another small consideration when choosing a doctor, with medical skills in hand, it will be more convenient to accumulate merit in the future.

After receiving the two red envelopes, Guo Dalu returned to the merit box and prepared to officially receive and use.

First of all, the Mo family, before clicking to use, Guo Dalu took a deep breath, and said secretly in his heart: "When I become a master of craftsmanship and swordsmanship, please remember what I am ordinary now." ”

The finger clicked.

The red envelope opens.

Suddenly, a large amount of information and light and shadow quietly poured into Guo Dalu's eyebrows, and those lights and shadows included rulers, levers, farm tools, bows and crossbows, wooden birds, weapons, wooden boxes, hidden weapons, and so on.

When all kinds of instruments, tools, and weapons disappeared, and finally a long sword with a black body, the sword shadow flickered, and it also flew into Guo Dalu's eyebrows.

Receiving so much information for a while, Guo Dalu's brain was a little overwhelmed, and the feeling was heavier than memorizing a dozen ancient texts and adding a dozen new concept English.

Guo Dalu used the method in the Bodhi Sutra to breathe a little, and then resolutely clicked on the red envelope of the "doctor", not because he was greedy for more things, but a peculiar instinct, and felt that he should be vigorous.

The light and shadow flying out of the "doctor's red envelope" were mostly all kinds of herbs, silver needles, stones and small knives, etc., when this information entered Guo Dalu's mind again, he could no longer support it, his mind suddenly roared, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

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"Today is a big day for the competition between the master and the male loser, don't rub it off, hurry up and follow me to Xihe to cheer for the master!"

Senior Brother Gao He waved his hand to greet all the junior brothers, Guo Dalu, who was making wooden birds, reluctantly put down the work in his hand, got up and rushed to Xihe with his senior brothers.

A month ago, the master and the prince made a bet that no matter what method they used, no matter what tools they built or made, they would ensure that one person would visit the entire West River on a rainy day without getting wet with the rain.

Today, it is the day when the gambling contract expires and the official competition is held, and the disciples of Momen and Lumen gather in Xihe to witness the competition between the two great masters of the world.

The results of Lu Men have been obvious, in the past month, Gong Yizi led his disciples to build a simple pavilion belt along the West River, and each two pavilions are connected by verandahs, and people can enjoy the scenery of the West River at will without fear of wind and rain.

In contrast, the leaders of the Momen have been almost silent for a month, and some even think that the Momen will admit defeat on the day of the competition.

After a while, the prince appeared in Xihe surrounded by disciples, he looked up at his work, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his head to look at Momen, but did not see the old friend, and shook his head with a chuckle.

"Go and tell them that we will only wait until the first hour of noon. The prince instructed a disciple, and then walked into the pavilion and sat down, looking very leisurely.

Noon came quickly, I don't know if they asked the Yin and Yang family in advance to predict the weather, or the sky was specially beautiful, just after noon, a huge dark cloud covered the sun, the weather suddenly became overcast, and soon a light rain fell.

"Let the disciples of Lumen all enter the pavilion to take shelter from the rain. The male loser said indifferently.

At this moment, a person walked at the end of the West River, holding a handful of lotus leaf-like objects, and walked calmly towards this side.

"Master!" the Momen disciple shouted.

"It's Mozi!" the Lumen disciple reminded his master, "he is holding something very strange in his hand, as if it can shelter the rain...... Master, look at it!"

The year and month are unknown, the location is unknown, and the Momen giant defeated the current master of craftsmanship with an "umbrella".

In the following decades, Guo Dalu devoted himself to learning Momen craftsmanship with the Momen giants, and at the age of 50, his skills were completed and he successfully became a teacher.

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I don't know how many times he has faced the surging waves, and the hand holding the sword has become numb to the point of losing consciousness, but he still hasn't given up, wrong foot, sideways, luck, swinging the sword!

Brush!

Ju Lang was split in two by Guo Dalu's sword, but there was still no turning back......

As the successor of the Mo family swordsmanship, Guo Dalu also has no way back, he can only learn the Mo family swordsmanship more diligently and diligently, and carry it forward.

He learns how to swim with the fish in the water, and he practices swordsmanship in front of the waves...... Over and over again, year after year.

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"'Don't pour urine, watch the water pass through the stone and understand the trick.'" Don't do laundry, seeing illness is like learning kung fu. 'This couplet was used by the master to test me when I was apprenticed, Dalu, can you understand the meaning of it?"

Guo Dalu looked at it for a moment, then shook his head honestly, and said, "Master, I can't understand it, I can only learn it slowly in the future......"

The master nodded with satisfaction and said, "The day when the bluestone under the eaves of the backyard is pierced by water drips is the time when you leave the school." ”

From this day on, Guo Dalu began to study medicine with his master, remembering cases, reading medical scriptures, practicing acupuncture, completing various tasks and schoolwork given by the master, forgetting to sleep and eating, and working day and night......

Two years later, Guo Dalu has read all the medical scriptures given by his master, and has clearly remembered nearly 3,000 cases and various internal and external injuries, and also understands the connotation of different drugs for the same case.

Late at night that year, with a combination of wind and snow, Guo Dalu hurried twenty miles to deliver a woman.

In that year, the war was raging, and Guo Dalu ran between guns, halberds, knives, and swords, saving thousands of lives.

That year, the water drops and stones were worn, Guo Dalu's medical skills were completed, he bid farewell to his teacher, traveled all over the world, and hung pots to help the world......

The road to studying medicine is difficult and you must always be cautious, and you can't make the slightest mistake, which is much more difficult than pouring urine and laundry.

Different cases are treated differently, and the same case is also treated differently due to different stages, which is a common experience, which needs to be kept in mind in a solid manner, and cannot be tricked.

In the face of patients, they should not be treated differently, several sets of standards, and should be accepted with the mentality of "not relatives, better than relatives", in order to "see the disease as if learning kung fu from relatives".

Even so, decades later, when Dr. Guo's fame spread all over the world, Guo Dalu still felt that he still had a long way to go, and the way of medicine was endless.

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Then, Guo Dalu woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair full of infinite concern, worry and bloodshot - panda eyes, which were his mother's eyes.

"Mom......"

Guo Dalu screamed, and then felt very tired, as if he had been working hard for a hundred years.

However, he immediately judged with his unparalleled medical skills that this fatigue was only caused by exertion, and that after a few days of rest and relaxation, he would be back to normal.

If you drink a cup of tea made from linden, lavender and jasmine, the effect will be even better.

"Dalu, you're finally awake, you're killing us!" the old man hugged him with a crying voice.

"Mom, what's wrong with me?"

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"You've been in a coma for three days. ”

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