Wang Anfeng just said to the others that he wanted to tidy up his mind a little in the quiet room, so there were only two of him in this room, and the rest of the people were still waiting in the lobby.

This room is the rejuvenation hall of the people yesterday hurriedly sorted out, no more than fifteen steps deep, next to the side of the table chairs, bamboo bed, can be used for people to rest, there is a bronze mirror on the table can be dressed, think to come to the original medicine place, at this time although cleaned up, everywhere there is still a heavy medicinal fragrance, reassuring, the door hangs down a dark blue curtain, isolated inside and outside.

Wang Anfeng's eyebrows were calm, and when the old man was familiar with the new 'body', he said softly:

"Second Master, then please ask you to be old here."

"Disciple go back to Shaolin first to prepare."

Wu Changqing nodded and said gently:

"There is an old man here, you can rest assured. It's just that that poor Qi is not good at his generation after all, and you still have to be more careful when you go. ”

"Disciple saved."

Wang Anfeng nodded and agreed, sensing that many people had poured in outside, no longer hesitated, between breaths, the qi machine was like turning dewdrops, one breath flowed three hundred turns, with his own wisp of qi to pry the spiritual rhyme on the Buddha beads, communicating inside and outside, only in an instant, it had disappeared, but it had already gone to the Shaolin Temple.

Wu Changqing waited for him to leave, then slowly retracted his gaze, put his fingers on the table, and tapped it gently, which was the same as the touch of the tables and chairs in Shaolin Temple, far less good than them, but for some reason, the original state of mind that was as heavy as a quiet lake was uncontrollable, rippling and rippling.

Wu Changqing closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he was in a trance for a while, and the old man of the Rejuvenation Hall outside the door said a little respectfully:

"Mr. Wang, there are many people waiting, can you start?"

After a word, there was no answer, so I had to wait quietly outside.

After a few breaths, Wu Changqing opened his eyes, lifted the heavy curtain, and walked out. A pair of eyes looked from afar, they were all in the Shaolin Temple before, like seeing flowers in the fog, and everything was separated by a layer, but now they can see it really.

Tawny tables and chairs, tall medicine shelves lined up with white lacquer to write the names of medicines, pen racks and scrolls on the table, and weights for weighing medicinal herbs, and tools for grinding and pounding medicines on one side of the lobby.

And the patients, with lots of curiosity and expectant looks.

Wu Changqing smiled gently.

Silently, as if the Kunlun Mountain-like Grandmaster Pass began to loosen, and he himself did not notice it, only noticed that the thoughts in his heart became lively and agile, as if he had returned to his youth.

The old man next to him was a little puzzled, took two steps closer, and said in a low voice:

"Didn't Mr. Wang say before that he should use the quiet room to diagnose the pulse?"

Wu Changqing only then remembered that there was still this stubble, but he had already come out at this time, but it was not good to walk in again, he had experienced many ups and downs in his life, and his expression remained unchanged at the moment, just a gentle smile, and said:

"That's exactly what I thought. It's just that what I saw today, there are a lot of people coming, so many patients, if you still have a hanging silk to diagnose the pulse, I don't know how much time will be wasted, and I don't know how many people will come here in vain, and return disappointed. ”

"In this way, the rules have to be ignored for the time being."

The old man suddenly said sincerely:

"Sir, mercy."

Immediately led Wu Changqing to sit down next to a table and chair in the lobby, put on paper and pen, silver needle, and orderly, while Wu Changqing sat next to him, his expression was mild, which was reassuring, and the people who were a little commotion because they saw the young face of 'Wang Anfeng' gradually calmed down.

The old owner of Huichun Hall is named Xu Wenyun, who has a good reputation in Liangzhou City for more than 40 years, and has been practicing medicine for more than 40 years.

Yesterday, he saw that although Wang Anfeng had excellent medical skills, there was still a young man's sharp spirit in his behavior, and he could not be harmonious.

But what I see today, it is already calm, self-contained, heartbreaking, like the clouds and mist of the Tianshan Mountains, a grand view, even people like him who have experienced, have a sense of peace of mind in their hearts, and they do not consciously trust, not to mention those ordinary people?

Fu sighed again, the disciple already has such a big atmosphere, but he doesn't know what kind of immortal temperament the Xinglin senior who taught him should be?

Thinking of this, I can't help but yearn for it more and more, and regret it more and more.

Putting down the pen and paper used for diagnosis, Xu Wenyun planned to retreat five feet away, not because he was unwilling to help, but the medical skills learned by the young man in front of him were better than the world's knowledge, and in his eyes it was even more profound and incredible.

The view of the portal, since ancient times, I don't know how many grandmasters can't break these four words, they would rather be brought into the grave, and they will never let their peerless strange arts be stolen by others, that is, to pass it on, but also to find a talented disciple, after several tests of practice, will be taught.

If he stepped forward, he would inevitably cause misunderstanding, and even he didn't know if he could bear not to remember it secretly and figure it out in his heart when facing the otherworldly medical skills at close range.

I probably can't help it.

The other party opened this free clinic for the sake of helping the world and saving people, and he was so chilling, and his reputation was unbelievable for half his life, Xu Wenyun sighed secretly in his heart, so he took the initiative to retreat, but only a few steps back, he heard 'Wang Anfeng' say softly:

"Wait, I'm tired of Mr. Xu's help."

Xu Wenyun was slightly stunned and said, "But, this ......"

'Wang Anfeng' rolled up his cuffs, and the white clothes with coarse linen texture on his body at this time were even more gentle, and he smiled: "There are so many patients today, and I am the only one, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort." ”

"Come forward."

Xu Wenyun couldn't help but have waves in his heart, the other party's words came out, obviously acquiescing to allowing him to learn some medical skills on the side, his expression was shaking at the moment, he was seventy years old, and he actually felt the ups and downs of his heart that he had only when he was a teenager.

turned around at the moment, walked quickly to the side of 'Wang Anfeng', and didn't care that he looked much older, took the initiative to sharpen the ink, and stood aside, there was already a young man next to him who raised a small hammer and lightly struck the gong, making a soft sound, and the afterglow was endless.

Outside the door, the Baiyue noble girl watched everyone enter, and then soon someone came out, her face was shocked, moved, and complicated, holding a light fluttering paper in both hands, as if she was holding a thousand-pound iron scroll, her wrists and fingers, trembling slightly.

The girl sighed softly and said, "It's coming out so soon?" ”

"Could it be that some kind of miracle doctor is just here to deceive people? Is it just a matter of showing it to people? If that's the case, I can also be a miracle doctor, and looking at this person's appearance, it's really too easy to deceive. ”

After a while, I saw two more people coming out.

Age, bearing, and appearance are all different, one looks like a hard worker, and the other looks like a weak scholar who reads poetry and books, but the looks on their faces are the same, all of them are shocked and moved, as if they have been peeked through the secrets and feelings of the past for a long time.

The smile on the girl's face gradually disappeared, she patted the arm of the big man next to her, but a pair of eyes looked at the black head, her voice was crisp, and said:

"Look, is that man really capable?"

The silent man spoke hoarsely, his voice was like the friction of gold and stone, and said:

"The martial arts are good, but as for the medical skills, I don't know how."

The blue-eyed girl said: "So many people are not easy to deceive, it must be good to think about it, but I don't know, compared with the big gentleman in our Baiyue Country Protector Faction, how much worse." ”

Dahan's expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "There is no more wonderful medical skill in the world than Mr. Big, and among the people of the Central Plains, no one can fight with him, even the previous divine doctor, who was also defeated by Mr. Big's medical skills three years ago." ”

"The Central Plains rivers and lakes are headed by the seven sects in the world, and the so-called seven sects of the rivers and lakes are all far away from Mr. Da as the first in the medical skills of the rivers and lakes, and no one is unconvinced by the martial arts."

The girl's blue eyes were crystal clear, and she said crisply:

"Of course I know."

"Mr. Big traveled to various countries and learned all the medical skills of the world, so he is naturally powerful."

"It's just that the Central Plains is a vast place, who knows where someone will suddenly come out? Throughout the ages, there are still few such things, Grandpa has said that the people of the Central Plains like to deceive people the most, and they are the most important not to be underestimated. ”

"The iron knights and warriors on the grassland are talking about scimitars and blood, they like to kill, and if they don't accept it, they will kill, and the fierce ones are scary, but the people of the Central Plains often say that harmony is precious, and they persuade people to do things like agriculture and mulberry, and harmony, either farming and weaving, or weaving and farming."

"But when the farming was finished, he put down the hoe, picked up the spear and scimitar, laid down the new land, and continued to farm and weave, weaving and farming.

"What's more, he's still so young, doesn't Mr. Big often say that young people are the least to be underestimated, and the people of the Central Plains also have a saying, the future is terrifying, and you don't know if you are not now?"

"He also said that Xuan's father can still be afraid of the next generation, and his husband is not young, so you need to read more."

Her voice was crisp, and she opened her mouth to speak Baiyue slang, but when she got to the back, she popped out a sentence of Da Qin, and then Baiyue dialect, with a board and a glance, her voice was high and low and soft, as if she was singing some song, which attracted the frequent sideways glances of others, but she didn't seem to realize it, and her face was serious.

Dahan didn't care. He once met Mr. Big in person, served him for three years, and fell for it, not believing that there could be anyone in the world who surpassed Mr. Big in medical skills.

Only at this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, but some people did not want to continue to be at the back, relying on their power and money, shouting loudly, wanting to go to the front, and even taking the doctor home to the house.

Dahan glanced at it, retracted his gaze, and made a judgment in his heart.

Stupid.

Sure enough, the crowd in front of him dispersed, and strode out of a patrol man wearing a red robe holding a knife, the big man looked at it at random, and just from the gap, he saw the 'Wang Anfeng' that had just been blocked, and there was no way to see it, the pale golden sunlight was stained in the coarse cloth and white clothes, and the young man's eyebrows and eyes were clear and clear, and at a glance, he was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and he was even more shocked in his heart.

From the other party, he actually sensed the same feeling as Mr. Big.

It's not martial arts, it's something deeper.

Calm and unhurried.

It seems that he has stepped step by step, stepping to the top of the mountain, as if standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the world, with no opponents or friends.

Lonely and blind.

But, how is that possible?!

He admired the gentle and powerful gentleman in his heart, and he couldn't help but stir in his heart at the moment, and took a step forward, his eyes slightly open.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, his heart suddenly palpitated, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw the young man who walked out of a street, and behind him, with a heroic posture, quite a wild and uninhibited man, his expression changed slightly.

"Changtianbu, Baleru?!"

At this time, the crowd gathered like a tide, and once again blocked the gap, and sat at the table, and the young man dressed in coarse linen and white clothes was covered and never to be seen again.

The blue-eyed girl grabbed a folding fan in her hand, closed it and tapped her eyebrows, looked at the two opposite with a smile, and said:

"Tiezhahe, long time no see."

"This is the sentence of the Central Plains, isn't it that the enemies don't get together?"

PS: Today's second update is presented............

Three thousand four hundred words~