Chapter 137: Suffering from a Strange Illness
After about half an hour, my father and the ghost saw sorrow kicked each other, and then separated, my mother was also novel to watch the excitement on the side, stood up and helped my father to sit on the couch, and was very kind to pinch his face and beat his legs, looking forward to the next battle.
I took the wine cup in my hand and handed it to my father, my father drank it all in one gulp, and then threw it on the ground, and saw that our family loved each other, snorted coldly, wiped the footprints on his chest, and sat opposite him angrily.
Only then did I realize that my father's left eye was a little bruised, and the knuckles of his fingers were also bloodstained, and the image of the ghost was stronger than his, not much, there were no obvious external injuries on the face, and the two huge fists were still bulging and swollen, except for the dark green slightly young clothes, with many footprints, dark and swarthy.
I secretly laughed to myself, these two people are really half a catty, such a long time to a draw, looking at the face, it should be my father suffered a little loss.
My mother is still massaging my father's head without thinking much of a big deal, and said while rubbing it.
"Xiankang, I understand, you will kick him hard in a while, he is old, it is estimated that it will be almost the same in a few kicks"
The sip of wine I just drank was so hung that it squirted out again, my mother is really strange and ruthless, it seems that when I was young, I was also a heroine among women, and the matter was provoked by me, of course it can't end here, but as soon as I wanted to say something, my father scolded the ghost angrily.
"I found out, I haven't seen you become so insidious and vicious for a few years, and you can't leave the next three ways, and you learned from someone else"
Ghost saw sorrow hearing his words, and the old face that was originally resentful actually showed a smile, "Hahahaha, the son who learned from your son is not the fault of his father, you figure it out yourself." ”
Hey, this old man can't be authentic, that there is a stealing and selling well, sure enough, my father looked at me angrily after hearing this, "You taught him"
I hurriedly waved my hand, "No, how can I be Uncle Ghost's master, don't listen to his nonsense, you can just kick him three ways in a while." ”
"Fart, what kind of person can I Ji Xiankang, how can I use the tricks of villains against the enemy"
"Then you will continue to Dharma God Legs, and kick him right."
The ghost saw that our family was protecting my father, and when he heard the last sentence, he waved his hand in fright, "Yes, I won't fight this fight, and your family is facing him, as if no one wants my old ghost." ”
My father sneered, "Hehehe, if you say you don't fight, you won't fight, then you admit it, and listen to me about it." ”
"It's impossible for me to tell you, Lao Ji, I have to take them over tomorrow, if you agree, you agree, if you don't agree, you have to agree, otherwise, hmph, Lao Tzu won't leave for the rest of his life, you still have to support me"
"You" My father's face turned red with anger, and he almost fainted without taking a breath. I also heard it funny, this old man is too unreasonable, and he looks like a scoundrel completely.
My mother also pouted, look at what it means, it's strange ghosts who are not worried enough, and a comedy is about to end before it is finished.
"No, if you want to live, you can live, don't say a lifetime, I can afford Ji Xiankang for ten lifetimes, but if you want to take them to my house, you can't do it, don't let me beat them out with three big mouths when the time comes"
"Hello, or you should fulfill what you just said, and fight again, whoever wins will listen to whom"
"Hit it, who is afraid of you"
"Come on"
"Come on"
I watched from the sidelines and shouted, "Come on, Daddy"
My mother also muttered something in his ear regardless of etiquette, my father's eyes lit up after hearing it, and he looked at her in surprise, and then my mother's face turned red, and she pushed him with her hand coquettishly.
Even fools can see this action, they must have some fresh work at night. But I don't dare to be interested in the secrets of the house, they are all old husbands and wives, and I don't know how to bring so much passion.
Seeing that my father got up without saying a word, a pair of giant fists hit my father, the corners of my father's mouth sneered, and he flashed when he raised his legs, and then he kicked a foot as fast as lightning, and shrouded the ghost around him.
The ghost saw that the face of the overwhelming leg shadow was not messy at all, closed his eyes and wanted to repeat Wei Tao's old trick with one hand, as soon as I saw him close his eyes, I knew that my father was definitely going to suffer, this old man could hear the sound and distinguish the position, and when the time came, a giant hand grabbed the ankle and didn't want to fight how to fight.
I yelled "Daddy, be careful"
When my father saw his form, he also knew that things were not good, so he immediately retracted his legs, turned one hand into a claw, and grabbed the root of my teeth between his legs.
But the ghost is also a momentary character, how can this kind of indiscriminate move that can't be on the table hurt him, I saw him open his eyes, and a big hand buckled my father's wrist
My father was frightened and quickly withdrew his hand, and then flew out of the air again with a few feet, I really saw it, my father's martial arts are extremely high, at least much stronger than that Wei Tao, but the ghost is worried about how many people
As soon as his eyes opened, he knew the true direction, the corners of his mouth sneered, and he stretched out his fist and hit it frantically
With a thud, the shockwave of fists and kicks knocked over the couch around them, and my dad flew and fell to the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
I was stunned, from the beginning to now I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect these two guys to fight for their lives
Then there is such a fight, is this still a friend, I don't know, I think the two of them have some kind of hatred for taking their wives, I yelled when I saw this, "Dad"
Then I ran over quickly, only to see my father lying on the ground with his eyes closed, motionless, his nose and neck were stained red with blood spurting out, and he didn't expect that he had seriously injured his friend.
An arrow stepped up, took my father's hand and began to take the pulse. When my mother saw my father vomiting blood, she was so frightened that she almost fainted, so I grabbed her, and after a short trance, she squatted down to check my father's injury.
"Xiankang, Xiankang"
I glanced at the ghost with hatred, and I didn't understand why this guy would actually kill his good brother, but at the same time, I felt a little puzzled, even if my father was defeated for a while, he should not be punched by the ghost and vomited blood, and it was hit in a place like the soles of the feet with rough skin and thick flesh.
As I was pondering, the ghost saw sorrow and said a word beside me.
"Hey, that's wrong,"
I hurriedly asked, "Uncle Ghost, what's wrong with my father?"
The ghost frowned, and felt a heartache, "Something is wrong, this is not my injury at all, but your father was injured in the first place"
"There was already an injury"
"Yes, I already collected some strength when I punched just now, even if your father was unstable on his feet and was knocked out, it is possible, but it will definitely not vomit blood, it must be that he has long been suffering from a strange disease, and he has been angry for a while, so he vomited blood by mistake."
Suffering from a strange illness, I remembered what he said when I met Wei Tao in the morning.
"What about his father, it's not that he's suffering from a strange disease, and there is no cure"
This sentence has been echoing in my mind, I thought that Wei Tao was just talking nonsense and angry with my father, but I didn't expect this to be true, my father actually had some kind of illness
And my mother was even more stunned after hearing this, with a slightly remorseful face, slowly lowered, I knew at a glance, she must know something, I quickly grabbed her hand,
"Mother, what kind of disease does my father have, why I don't know"
This sentence is a little roaring, it's the first time I've yelled at her like this when I'm so big, but my mother shook her head and didn't say anything after hearing it, so I had to turn my head and ask the ghost to see if I was worried.
"Uncle Ghost, how is my father now?"
"Look at the pulse, there is nothing serious at the moment, but I am not a doctor, and I can't tell what kind of disease he has, if you want to know, you still have to ask him in person, fortunately, he just fell asleep at the moment, and it is estimated that he will wake up after a while."
Hearing this, I felt a little relieved, as long as my father is fine, there is a disease that can be cured, I don't believe in any words that there is no cure, what era is this, it really can't be done, I will go to the palace to ask the imperial doctor to come and cure him.
forthwith
I put one hand around my father's neck, hooked the crook of his leg with the other, picked him up, slowly put him on the couch, and gently combed his messy hair, and suddenly found that he was already middle-aged, and his hair was half white.
Before I had time to fulfill my filial piety, my parents were old, and I secretly clenched my fists, I would be fine in the future, and I really wanted to accompany them more.
is not filial to life, and screams when he dies, but it is not my Ji Wulin's character.
I sat quietly beside him, my mother boiled some water, wiped his face with a towel, and after a while, he woke up, and I saw him open his eyes, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. Quickly grabbed his hand and said.
"Dad, how are you feeling?"
Seeing my anxious and flustered eyes, my father couldn't help but smile slightly, "Hehehe, I'm getting old." Even the old ghost can't be beaten. ”
Ghost saw sorrow drinking on the side, and when I heard this, I glanced at him and was silent, I was curious about his illness, so I couldn't wait to ask.
"Dad, what kind of illness do you have, Wei Tao also said, Uncle Ghost also said, can't you tell me?"
Suddenly, he smiled miserably, looking sad and helpless,
"Harm, it's all in the past, why mention it."
"No, I want to know"
He nodded, "Okay, actually, Daddy's illness is not a serious illness, it's just that the yin qi is entangled, which slightly damages the yang longevity." ”
Slightly detrimental to longevity
These four words were said so lightly by my father, it can be seen that he has already looked down on life and death and no longer calls for this disease, I quickly continued to ask,
"What's going on with the slight loss method?"
"The doctor said that if you don't have a watchdog, you should not live to be fifty years old."
"Me"
Fifty years old, my father is almost forty years old this year, which means that there are still ten years to die, how can this be done, and my father said that my father is a little bit of a doorman, according to legend, this doorkeeper grass is the weed in front of the ghost gate of the underworld, and it is a reincarnation of thousands of living beings.
Each root represents a life, which can be an ant, an animal, or a human, as long as it is a creature in the world, and those who do not want to be reincarnated after death will be turned into a watchdog before the ghost door is closed. And the watchweed has been trampled on by the people who have just died, so the more frustrated it becomes, the more courageous it becomes, and gradually forms a noble character of perseverance and unyielding.
This kind of grass is strong to yang, if it is used as medicine, the effect can be said to be many times stronger than that of a thousand-year-old human body.
But this is just a legend, the earliest recorded watchdog grass is the Xia Dynasty period, in front of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, a 10,000-year-old plane tree has grown, said that this grass is composed of red and blue, small and inconspicuous, the roots are very solid, deep into the ground, and the grass body is only about three inches.
This only watchweed, after hundreds of years, was taken into medicine by the divine doctor Bian Que, who cured Prince Yu's "corpse syncope" and brought him back to life, which has also been known by the world for eternity.
But now hundreds of years have passed, this watchweed has never appeared again, and finding a grass in thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel sad,
"There may not be a way, even if I step on this land of Shenzhou, I must find this grass to save you"
My dad looked at me with relief and nodded, then turned to the ghost and said.
"Old ghost, this competition, even if I lose, you can bring them tomorrow."
I didn't expect the ghost to be unhappy after hearing it, "Bullshit, if it weren't for your body, Lao Tzu would never bully people, let alone win, it's a big deal that I won't get married." ”
"Don't mind, you've lived so long, and you finally met a heart-warming person, why don't you tie the knot, in this way, I'll go into the city with Lin'er early tomorrow morning and prepare something for you, you can take it, didn't you just punch me away."
"That's because of you"
My dad sat up and shouted
"Okay, your mother-in-law and mother are like a, this matter is settled"
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