Let me gossip about the family history of my little sister here. Yiyi's little sister is the daughter of Liu Qing, a master's old friend, and a person from Suzhou. Liu Qing is in business and does the buying and selling of weapons. In this era when everyone is equipped with a sword, Liu Qing can be regarded as making a lot of money. This made me realize that the biggest difference between me and my little sister is that she is richer than me.

The little sister and her father were originally skilled craftsmen who made weapons, and belonged to technical talents, and at first ran a blacksmith shop the size of a latrine, with a monthly income of only enough food and clothing, and lived a poor bachelor life. It wasn't until she met her little sister and her mother in her thirties that her life seemed to be open, and her fortune was like a dragon ascending to heaven. Soon, Liu's Weapons Shop became famous, and when Yiyi's little sister was born, she was already an out-and-out rich second generation.

In fact, her mother is not awesome, that is, Wangfu.

The Valley of Despair has been dealing with the Liu Clan's weapon shop all year round, and half of the weapons in the valley are from the Liu Clan. Master said that if Liu Qing's knife is called second, then no one on the rivers and lakes dares to call it first. Even my small bronze dagger is from Liu Qing's hand, which shows that it is indeed a treasure with an unsightly appearance.

Now that Liu Qing is dead, there is no sharp blade on the rivers and lakes.

Everyone still doesn't know how Liu Qing died, after all, for people in the rivers and lakes, life and death have long been out of the way, and people are dying all the time, some are hacked to death, poisoned, burned, starved to death, and strangled to death. It's just that for those who are lowly, they die too hastily.

I watched as the bright moon fell into the lake, rippling. I sat quietly on the shore and looked at it, looking up at the moon in the sky and looking down at the moon in the water. The water of this lake is as sharp as a dagger, and the blue light is fierce, but it really reflects the beauty of the moon. I thought it was a peaceful night, but the sudden onset of a vicious illness ruined the beautiful night, and I felt as if there were thousands of small insects in my body, wriggling around my body with the flow of blood, and the green tendons on my arms had become thick and black purple. I began to become manic, my eyes were red with bloodshots, and the meridians of my face were densely emerging.

I think pain is the only way to relieve pain.

So, I gritted my teeth and took out a dagger from my arms and stabbed myself in the thigh. When the sharp knife edge pierced into the flesh and cut the blood vessels, the pain directly made me faint, I fell numb to the lake, blood spread around me, I looked at the moon was still very round, was it the moon or the sun?

So, I was rescued by an unknown disciple in the valley, and I didn't know anything about this life-saving benefactor, even men and women, so I was fished back by this disciple who did good deeds without leaving a name, and hung it by an ancient well in Qianshuifang, and then waited to claim it. About two hours later, after the morning meeting between Master and the leaders of the valley, he came to pick me up while munching on fried dough sticks. By the time he arrived, I had already been sun-basked and I wanted to get some water from the ancient well to drink, but I was so ferocious in my self-harm last night that I didn't show any mercy because it was my own leg, and now one leg can't move. I was just dying waiting for help.

A pair of feet came to rest beside me, shoes woven from white jacquard fabric and stained with dirt from the vegetable garden.

I weakly called out Master.

Master chewed on the fritters and asked me, "Did you get into a fight with someone else?"

I shook my head and said no.

Master said, "Ah, then you are fighting with yourself?"

I was stunned for a moment, and felt that the master was really powerful, so I nodded.

Master stuffed half of the fritter into my mouth and picked me up with his free hand.

Master said, "I know you can't eat anything right now, so save it for me first."

Where did I do it, as soon as I let go, the fritters just slipped onto my body, rolled to the ground, and got dusty.

I convulsed and laughed weakly in his arms.

Master looked at the "falling cliff" fritters and was heartbroken, and raised his eyebrows, with an expression that wanted to throw me out of his arms.

But I was already like a salted fish in his arms.

......

I lay sleepy in the pharmacy where I was sick, a large rattan chair covered with a small velvet blanket, warm and comfortable. I just lay there, licorice slices in my mouth, and my feet were inserted into the wooden barrel containing the white dragon soup. The first time I went to the pharmacy, hundreds of herbs were placed in wooden boxes of the same size, marked with names and serial numbers for easy finding. Each doctor in the Valley of Despair has its own pharmacy, saying that it is to facilitate their research, and what they are studying is not known to others except them, which makes it quite mysterious. But every pharmacy is the same smoky miasma, and the smell is smoky.

Going to the sick room is no exception.

I think Master attaches great importance to research, especially innovative research. Other gangs are privately busy improving the quality of all their staff, and they are all armed with intelligence. The master is different, and he takes hundreds of people from all over the valley to cultivate the land and farm, and eat for recuperation. The doctors and cooks are all top-notch, and the living environment is pure natural and pollution-free. In this huge river and lake, we seem to be invisible. But it didn't really disappear, and the master arranged for his disciples to muddy the waters on the rivers and lakes from time to time to brush up their sense of existence.

Everyone wants to do the Valley of Despair, but they can't get it. The more they couldn't get it, the more they wanted to do it, and finally drove a group of people who were not psychologically good and competitive. I can only say that most of the people who are surviving today are teenagers with excellent mentality.

I took my feet out of the white dragon soup and set it up by the barrel to dry.

While fiddling with the herbs in his hand, he asked, "Do you have half an hour?"

I said, "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, I promise to have enough time."

Go to the sick and say: Now it is majestic, how can the pain wilt when it happens.

I said: You kid will still be sarcastic about me, more and more presumptuous!

Go to the sick and say: I pity you, and pity the people of the world for the healer.

I said, "Since you have pity on me, then study your medical skills." You said that Master has given you so many research projects, but one of them is to study my disease?

He stopped and looked at me without saying anything.

I asked: Why, this is also confidential, can't be said?

He nodded, lowered his head and continued to tinker.

I said, "Since I can't say it, I won't ask more, I still understand the rules of the valley." Still, I have something to tell you.

After recovering from his illness, he raised his head and waited for the following.

I said, "You know that some time ago, the Lord of the North Hall, Xue was unfortunately killed while on a mission.

He said, "Well, it seems that the body has not been recovered."

I said, "Yes, now the position of the head of the North Hall has been vacant, and everyone is a little restless. I think Master's meaning is probably to find a candidate.

Go sick and say: It seems that the senior brother is also restless?

I said, "Don't mention me, who in the whole valley is not restless except for you who healed the sick and those who cooked in the canteen next door." If you think about the four hall masters of the Desperate Valley, the east hall is the main thunder, the south hall is the main electricity, the west hall is the main wind, and the north hall is the main snow. Which one is not the best among men.

Go sick and say: Senior brother is also the best among people.

I said, "If I can become the master of this North Hall, I will naturally be the best among that person." It's just that I don't think so, and with what I know about Master, things won't be so simple.

Grinding the medicine thoughtfully, although his hand did not stop, it could be detected that his mind was not on the medicine. I put my dried feet back and put on my socks and stuffed them into my less comfortable shoes. My insoles are made of three-branch nine-leaf clover, which is said to have the effect of strengthening the body and tonifying the kidneys and strengthening the yang. But the user experience is not good, the straw mat is rough and does not absorb sweat, and every time I take off my shoes, my feet smell of sweat mixed with the smell of herbs, which is really uncomfortable.

I walked slowly to the patient's side, snatched the medicine jar from his hand, and tinkered with it. That's when he woke up from a dream.

I asked: What do you think?

Go sick and say: I was just thinking about how the valley master would test you.

I said, "Master's mind you don't understand."

Go sick and say: Perhaps, it has something to do with the death of the master of the North Hall?

I said while pounding the medicine: Death is dead, what does it matter.

Go sick and say: Do you know how the master of the North Hall died?

I put down the medicine jar in my hand and looked at the illness with some sudden realization: I remember that Xue was unfortunately killed when he went to perform a high-level mission, but Xue's martial arts were outstanding, and he used to complete it with ease, no matter how high-level the task was. This time not only failed, but even took his life.

Go sick and say: Do you know what kind of advanced task it is?

I shook my head: how would I know that the missions of the Valley of Despair have always been confidential, except for the person who issued the task and the person who accepted it, no one else knew about it. Even your pharmacy is doing some weird research, it's all secret.

Go sick and say: That's the truth, I'm worried that the valley master will test everyone with this high-level task, and the task that can't even be completed by snow must be dangerous. Senior brother, you are a person who cherishes life so much, so don't take this risk.

A task that even snow can't accomplish. I stared blankly at the sickness, and my thoughts were confused for a moment. I can't deny that what I said about going to the sick is reasonable, and living is undoubtedly more important than the position of the master of the North Hall. But the hall master missed this time, and the next time was far away, and I couldn't pray that the other hall masters in the valley would have some accidents from time to time, which was too immoral.

I said, "It's a rare opportunity, junior brother."

Go sick and say: Life is more precious, brother.

I said, "Is there any way to get the best of both worlds?"

Go to the sick and say: Just don't die, brother!

At the end of the meeting, I had a disagreement with Quai, and just as the battle of words was heating up, I decisively stepped on the creaking broken shoes and evacuated. After all, after a while, arguing for a while, I was afraid that I would go up and tear my sick hair. Most of the consciousness and methods of these women are due to the ears and eyes of the little junior sister, ah, and they also entrust the blessing of the master's cultivation book.