Chapter 8: Dragon Gate, Gone After Death?
"Ye Fan, your medical skills are too amazing, they all say that it takes several months to heal injured muscles and broken bones, and if you just do that, I will be fine."
Xiao Yawen covered her red lips and said in surprise: "And you can also use Chinese medicine and acupuncture, I always thought that those who knew acupuncture were old Chinese medicine practitioners, you can be regarded as breaking my old concept." ”
Ye Fan was a little embarrassed by her praise, scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm nothing." ”
"How can it not be counted? Ye Fan, Chinese medicine is very popular in China now, especially some graduates who graduated from Chinese medicine universities, who were robbed by major hospitals, and they didn't have to worry about finding a job at all. ”
"Aren't you going to take the college entrance examination soon, I suggest you take the medical university or Chinese medicine major."
Xiao Yawen stared at Ye Fan and continued: "By the way, Ye Fan, who taught you your medical skills?" Surely he is a very famous old Chinese medicine doctor, right? ”
Ye Fan said thoughtfully: "It was Uncle Hei who taught me ......"
"Then your uncle, it's definitely not easy."
Xiao Yawen smiled and said: "Ye Fan, let me tell you, there are not many people who know Chinese medicine and acupuncture, especially acupuncture, many people can't even distinguish acupuncture points, if you go to the university of Chinese medicine, there will definitely be additional points." ”
Ye Fan asked, "Is it really so magical?" ”
"That's for sure, let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the value of your treatment for me, I've been injured for a hundred days, I just sprained and couldn't walk, this kind of injury will cost at least one or two thousand yuan to go to the hospital for treatment, and it will be delayed for a long time."
Xiao Yawen said with a straight face: "But here you are, I will be fine in less than an hour, and the effect is even better than that of the hospital!" ”
Ye Fan fell silent.
These massage bones, and acupuncture acupuncture points, were taught to him by Uncle Hei, saying that the family was poor and couldn't go to the hospital, and learning more treatment methods could save money.
Since learning that set of 'gymnastics' and Chinese medicine, he has rarely gotten sick, and occasionally when he is sick, he will go to find some Chinese medicinal materials and come back to suffer by himself.
"Uncle Hei, you ...... Who the hell is it?!! ”
This question continues to amplify and expand in Ye Fan's heart!
First of all, the bank card, strong combat skills, and the acupuncture points of traditional Chinese medicine he learned, acupuncture and massage, made him more curious about Uncle Hei's identity.
Xiao Yawen saw that he was a little confused, and asked suspiciously: "Ye Fan, what's wrong with you, this is a great thing, how do I see that you seem to be very distressed?" ”
"It's okay, I'm just thinking about something else."
Ye Fan shook his head, then looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's not too early, why don't you call your family or friends to pick you up...... Forehead! ”
Halfway through the words, he remembered that the other party's mobile phone was not brought, and his own mobile phone was broken.
It's definitely impossible to make a phone call.
There is no car outside this black light, and it is unrealistic to let the other party go back alone.
Xiao Yawen blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "Ye Fan, I'll live in your house today, I'll just sleep on the sofa for one night, and I don't dare to go home alone so late." ”
"Forget it, you sleep in my room, I'll sleep in Uncle Hei's room."
How could Ye Fan bear to let his sister sleep on the sofa, their sofa was a little broken, and the springs were inelastic.
helped the other party to the room, helped make the bed, and then came to Uncle Hei's room.
Lie in bed.
Ye Fan was a little embarrassed.
Today is his eighteenth birthday, for others, eighteen years old represents adulthood, but for Ye Fan, eighteen years old is even more significant.
Because today, for him, it is no less than being reborn, and his future life will be completely different from the previous seventeen years.
All.
All because of the gifts I received on my eighteenth birthday.
"Could it be that Uncle Hei is a hidden rich man? Or a robber who goes incognito after robbing a bank? Or maybe it's an inheritance from my parents who I never met......"
"No, Uncle Hei is definitely not a robber, I believe Uncle Hei ......"
Ye Fan lay on the bed tossing and turning, his thoughts flying.
……
Just when Ye Fan tossed and turned.
In the northern part of China, deep in the primeval wilderness of Changbai Mountain, a lame man is slowly wading through mountains and rivers.
The man had a rough face, stubble, and was dressed plainly, with some oil stains and patches on his clothes and trousers, and although he was lame, he walked like a fly on such an extremely steep mountain road.
If Ye Fan was here, he would definitely recognize the other party as Uncle Hei.
I don't know how long it took and how many mountains I climbed.
Finally.
Uncle Hei came to a hidden valley, the valley is full of birds and flowers, the river flows quietly, and the banks of the river are full of peach blossoms like a fairyland.
On the banks of the valley, there is also a bamboo house.
Uncle Hei was not surprised by this, and walked over with a light boat, carried a wooden ladle and filled a bowl of water in a wooden basin, and drank it happily.
That's when it happened.
Shout!
A sharp qi suddenly shot from a distance, instantly smashing the wooden scoop to pieces, and on the way to pass by, dozens of peach blossom branches were broken together, and petals flew all over the sky.
Karma!
Uncle Hei carried the wooden scoop with only the handle left, was stunned, and then scolded.
"His grandma's, little white face, you get out of here, Lao Tzu worked hard to come from the Great South, why are you doing this to me?!"
"Lao Tzu's shoes are worn out three pairs, come and drink saliva! Don't say I'm still your big brother, even if you're a stranger, you shouldn't be like this! ”
Uncle Hei roared angrily, and his voice was so loud that the valley roared.
The petals that originally floated over were shocked by this angry scolding and turned into powder!
"Humph!"
A cold snort sounded.
On the cliff, a handsome man dressed in white, like an ancient handsome man, jumped directly from the cliff, swept his toes, and landed on the river across a hundred meters.
If this scene is seen by outsiders, it will definitely think that it is making a movie.
The handsome man is in white clothes, white hair, white boots, with a long sword around his waist, a white robe hooked with ancient jade, a pair of peach blossom eyes are quite seductive, beautiful as a fairy in a painting, elegant and calm, it is hard to believe that this is actually a man.
"You're finally here."
The handsome man looked at Uncle Hei quietly.
Uncle Hei shuddered and took a few steps back: "Xiaobai, don't look at me like that, I'm a big man who hasn't married a daughter-in-law yet, don't beat my mind!" ”
Airplanes!
The scabbard trembled, and the sound of the sword was cold to the extreme!
The handsome man named Xiaobai had a cold look in his eyes: "Black Dragon, I don't care what you usually do, but in my place, you have to talk about the rules." ”
"I don't care about breaking the rules, I just know that I came to you with all my hard work, and I want to drink water when I'm thirsty."
Uncle Hei grinned and roughly stuffed his entire head directly into the bucket.
Grunt.
Blisters kept popping up on the water, and it was clear that someone was drinking and soaking up inside.
The handsome man frowned.
Between the lightning and flint, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light came in an instant, and the edge was exposed.
Seeing that the sword light was about to stab, Uncle Hei's head was still buried in the bucket, but his legs stomped on the ground, and the wooden floor was instantly trampled.
"Whew!!"
Burst out.
The muscles on Uncle Hei's arms bulged up like a dragon, directly carrying a large wooden tong with a diameter of three or four meters and filled with water in front of him.
Boom!!
Crash!
The bucket cracked, and the sword light dissipated.
The mist poured out, and it fell like rain, soaking Uncle Hei all over.
"Cool! It's so cool! ”
"Grandma's, I haven't taken a shower for three or four days in order to climb the mountain, and I'm happy to wash it now, hahaha!"
Uncle Hei laughed and shook his head, his short wet hair, combined with the dragon-like muscles on his body, showed his wild and domineering.
But the atmosphere in the air is getting colder and colder.
The handsome man's eyes were cold, and he stared over and said: "Black Dragon, your left leg bone tendon was cut off by Situ Donghuang, the old injury has not healed and the lower plate is unstable, although your domineering fist is fierce and domineering, but the unstable lower plate has greatly reduced the fist intent, so, you are not my opponent, leave quickly!" ”
"Phew! Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will take revenge, Situ Lao Ghost is amazing, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will know his mother! ”
Uncle Hei opened his mouth domineeringly, and then grinned: "Xiaobai, you are similar, in the first battle back then, I remember that your 'Xingyuan Sword' was also cut off by the owner of the Royal Sword Mountain Villa, right?" Without a good weapon, swordsmanship will definitely regress. ”
"How about it, come out of the mountain with me, let's join forces, beat up the old ghost Situ first, and then step on the Imperial Sword Villa, wouldn't it be beautiful?"
Uncle Hei's face was full of excitement, and he punched and kicked the air so imposingly.
"Black Dragon, it's been so long, you really don't need to continue to insist."
The handsome man's eyes dimmed, and he sighed: "Anyway, the Dragon Gate has become history after all and no longer exists. ”
"Hehe, persistence is victory, do you understand the drop of stone? I know the truth, why don't you cultural people understand it? ”
Uncle Hei laughed stupidly: "Xiaobai, brother, I'm afraid that you will get sick in this deep mountain and old forest, so please go down the mountain and drink, hurry up, pack up your things and let's go together." ”
The man just looked at Uncle Hei like this, without speaking or moving.