Chapter 3: Li Qinghuan
In the early morning, the valley was covered with clouds and mist, and the birds chirped in the forest, and the dew on the tips of the leaves was shaken by the wind.
Shen Jiujiu, who had no intention of sleeping, got up as early as dawn and the sky picked up the first touch of fish belly white.
After a hasty breakfast, which was not breakfast, the two sat at the table, looking at each other in silence.
Since Shen Jiujiu said the sentence "I am willing to apprentice", the strange old man has not spoken, which made her suddenly very embarrassed.
Half a cup of tea time passed, and just when he couldn't help but wonder if he regretted it for a long time, the strange old man sighed lightly and began to describe himself intermittently.
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The strange old man's name is Li Qinghuan, an orphan who was picked up by his master since he was a child and returned to Wuwei Valley. After the specific assessment of the master, he became the thirty-eighth generation disciple of Wuwei Valley.
Since then, in addition to the master who depends on each other, his life has only been the painstaking study of medical pharmacology. He has never married, has no relatives and no stumbling blocks, and has been in a flickering for more than 50 years.
Wuwei Valley is a unique existence in the rivers and lakes, and it is a place with a particularly strong legend. Each generation of disciples in the valley only accepts one apprentice in their lifetime, and each generation of disciples is excellent in martial arts, and all of them are the pride of heaven in terms of medicine and poison.
They inherited medical skills but never claimed to be doctors, did not prescribe prescriptions, did not consult doctors, and only occasionally sold refined pills, just an ordinary pill, once it came out, it was difficult to find a thousand dollars.
The few shots can be brought back to life without failure, which is shocking and makes those who question them speechless. Since then, countless patients have flocked to the Wuwei Valley descendants, but few have really succeeded in seeking them for treatment.
It is because of the mixed reputation of Wuwei Valley, and the name of the holy hand of the strange doctor is famous in the rivers and lakes and is widely spread.
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So?
What kind of immortal physique is she? Is it a stroke of luck?
Shen Jiujiu's big eyes were full of starlight. Wuwei Valley, blame the Holy Hand of the Doctor, this name is amazing just by listening to it.
"Girl, have you thought it through?"
"Of course."
If you don't hurry up and hold on to this kind of thigh, is she stupid?!
Li Qinghuan nodded slightly when she heard this, her stiff face was really difficult to squeeze out a smile, so she had no choice but to give up.
His hair was half-draped and raised in a half-circle arc after he turned around, "Wait." ”
In less than a moment, I don't know where Li Qinghuan moved two oversized mahogany boxes.
"Bang-"
After falling to the ground, a thick layer of dust was lifted from the lid of the box.
Li Qinghuan wiped it with his sleeve, opened one of the boxes, took out a picture scroll inside, and carefully hung it on the wall and slowly unfolded it.
I saw that the man in the painting was very chic and uninhibited, wearing a robe and sitting lazily under the tree, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was half-tilting his head to drink the wine in the pot.
"Get on your knees."
Retracting his gaze, Shen Jiujiu knelt down without the slightest hesitation.
Li Qinghuan looked at the person in the painting, his eyes could not hide the water, full of admiration and nostalgia, "Master, the apprentice has brought your apprentice grandson to visit your old man." ”
After lifting the hem of his clothes, he knelt down straight, thinking that he would never accept apprentices in his life, and he also thought that the inheritance of Wuwei Valley would be broken in his hands.
I never thought that people would end up being worse than heaven.
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Shen Rujiu, the thirty-ninth generation disciple of Wuwei Valley, adheres to the master's order:
Don't think of yourself as a doctor, don't die and don't save.
Be unrestrained as you want to be. ”
Shen Jiujiu, no, she has been Shen Rujiu for a long time, and after reining in her thoughts, she respectfully opened her mouth and called, "Master." ”
Since then, he has been a teacher and a father for life.
Li Qinghuan bowed, helped her up, and walked to the two big boxes, "This place contains all the treasured books in our valley, and now they all belong to you." ”
"Yes, master, Xiao Jiu will cherish it."
"It's all memorized."
What the?! With two boxes of books and thousands of books, Rujiu, who has always been a scumbag, can't control his whole body trembling, which stems from the scumbag's instinctive fear of books.
After looking at the sharp eyes of the master sweeping over, he swallowed all the wails that came to his lips cowardly, and only lowered his head in resignation, "Yes, master." ”
Hooking the corners of his mouth, Li Qinghuan stretched out his hand and touched her little furry head with a slight hesitation—just like his master used to do.
It feels surprisingly good, no wonder......
The master and apprentice were surrounded by a faint warmth, and the old and the young were silent.
From this day on, Shen Rujiu has lived a life of no shame and shame, ahh
First of all, it is necessary to take the shortest possible time to become literate.
Then I practiced the Wuwei Mind Method, silently read and memorized various pharmacology books, and also learned the swordsmanship, body method, light skills, and secret weapons, and even the original sleeping time became practicing and meditating.
The most perverted thing is that in addition to these masters, they are still thinking of ways to torture her. Let her learn to cultivate the vegetable garden, learn carpentry, learn to identify medicinal herbs, wild vegetables, wild fruits, and learn to sew and wash clothes, and cook.
The time of the day was arranged by the master to be full, and there was no space to squeeze it.
"Master, I'm only four years old, four years old! I'm still a baby, a budding flower bone, how can you bear it! ”
More than a month has passed, and Shen Rujiu's originally white and tender little paws are now full of densely intertwined small wounds, as well as thin calluses on his fingertips.
Li Qinghuan, who was lying on a bamboo chair in the courtyard in the sun, completely ignored the little apprentice's complaints, and did not even have the slightest superfluous reaction.
"Master~"
The soft and sweet voice is nine turns and eight tones, which is very boring.
"Go on."
"Oh......"
However, the heart is harder than a stone, and the master doesn't eat it if it's soft and hard! Rujiu had to continue the work in his hands, weaving the remaining bamboo strips little by little.
Looking at the little girl who was weaving a bamboo basket with her head buried in bitterness, Li Qinghuan's eyes opened, first a faint smile appeared, and then turned into a thick pity, and all the complex emotions were intertwined into an incomprehensible obscurity.
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Two months after apprenticeship, Shen Rujiu's inaction method finally made a breakthrough, and a few days ago he successfully sensed the sense of qi and practiced a trace of internal force, although the internal force in the dantian was only as fine as a hair, but the internal force of this thing is not just accumulated by time.
With the plum blossom pile built by the master, the body method is finally on the right track, and even the martial arts moves are now played, which can be regarded as a qualified embroidered pillow.
The open space to the left of the wooden house was a small vegetable garden that she had worked so hard to cultivate, and the fruit was gratifying.
It's just that the only failure is the cooking skills that you can't learn in two lifetimes combined... It's really a waste of food, and it's a waste of her hard work.
Although there are some wonders, grain and vegetable seeds, cloth, oil lamps and so on... When the master came in seclusion, he obviously had prepared them but didn't use them at all.
But when I thought of his eccentric personality when I first met, Rujiu only made up for it in my heart and didn't ask too much.
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People's potential is really unlimited, and I really don't know what I can do without forcing it.
This is not squeezed by the master, and Shengsheng has turned the former life novice into a little master full of life skills.
"It's a bit far from beautiful, but it's practical."
Nodding proudly, Rujiu put the teapot and cup that had just been completed for several days on the tray, and couldn't wait to show it to the master.
"Master! Master..."
The cheerful voice stopped abruptly as soon as he stepped into the house.
"Master, what's wrong with you?! For..."
Why is there blood? So much blood?
The tray in his hand fell, and the teapot and teacup rolled to the ground.
She didn't know it, and quickly ran to the master's side. The sunlight shining through the window was shining on him, half bright and half dark.
This situation can't help but make people suddenly have a bad premonition in their hearts.
"Jiu'er."
"I'm here, master."
"Don't cry..."Li Qinghuan raised his hand and gently put it behind her back, his tone was as smooth as usual, and as he opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth kept overflowing blood, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, it's just the normal state in the world." ”
Did she cry? subconsciously wiped his face, and only then did he realize that he had already burst into tears unconsciously.
Thinking of all the things that the two of them have been doing during this time, my heart throbs terribly, and the acid that gushes up in my throat makes my nose blocked, and the astringency under my eyes is unbearable.
"Master, don't talk, I don't cry, don't cry..."
"What about medicine? Wherever the medicine is, I'll get it for you. ”
"Master, your medical skills are so powerful, how can something happen, right?"
Holding the little apprentice who was flustered and didn't know how to be a good one, Li Qinghuan had some regrets, he shouldn't have let this poison go at the beginning, so much so that now... Immortals are hard to save.
But if he hadn't come here with the will to die, how could he have received her as a lovely disciple.
It can be seen that there is a loss, there must be a gain.