Sitting on the minibus passing through various districts of Xiangjiang, the market newspaper stall opened early in the morning, and Xu Zhengdao, who had arrived in the city, quickly paid for a bus map. Follow the map and platform directions and change to minibuses from time to time.

Looking out the car window, the neighborhood that was obviously more prosperous and towering than the current inland, Xu Zhengdao felt very calm. According to the address left by his uncle before, he finally knew from the map that there was a place in that neighborhood that he was familiar with.

The so-called familiarity is that I have seen it in many TV series and online novels in my previous life. Wutai Mountain, a place that is not unfamiliar to many Xiangjiang citizens at present. The medical clinic opened by Uncle Shi is located in the Kowloon District where Wutai Mountain is located.

When he arrived at the neighborhood where Uncle Shi was located, Xu Zhengdao, who was still carrying a canvas bag, was also walking on the lively streets like a boy who had nothing to do and walked around. Follow the signage and soon find the clinic on the corner.

Perhaps because it was too early, the hospital didn't seem to be open yet. Next to the medical center, Xu Zhengdao found a shop that ran breakfast, and like other early risers, he ordered a rice roll that is very common in Xiangjiang.

Eating rice rolls, Xu Zhengdao, who looked at the medical hall from time to time, quickly discovered that the area of the medical hall was not large through mental power detection. Judging from the medicinal materials stored in the medicine cabinet of the medical hall and some medical equipment, he felt that Uncle Shi's business should not be very good.

"Yes! Uncle Shi, who has only learned half-baked medical skills, is the best at curing diseases, which should be bruises. In these days, if a really rich person really wants to fall and hurt his hand, he will definitely not look for this kind of small hospital and would prefer to believe in a big hospital.

The patients that the hospital really receives must be people who are short of money. How much money can you make by treating these people and taking medicine? It's no wonder that the hospital is still there after so many years of opening. It's good that it didn't go out of business. ”

Xu Zhengdao, who was thoughtful in his heart, also listened to the conversations of the diners in the restaurant from time to time. What surprised him was that most of the topics that these ordinary citizens who seemed to have ordinary family backgrounds talked about the most were stock markets and entertainment gossip.

But after thinking about it, Xu Zhengdao smiled bitterly in his heart: "I don't know if I don't listen, I was shocked when I heard it." For these ordinary people, even if they don't have much money in their pockets, they are keen to get rich overnight. And Ma Cai and the stock market often stage this kind of myth of getting rich. ”

He had also experienced this kind of thing in his previous life, and even had the illusion of making some money, and became a harvested leek. He also knows that in the face of the temptation to get rich brought by stock speculation, it is difficult for ordinary people to resist.

Even if you lose money in the end, many people will feel unlucky and buy the wrong stock. But how would they know what the reality was? How many ordinary people have really followed the trend of stock speculation to make a fortune?

Just when breakfast was almost over, an old man with a stiff figure but a little childish face appeared in Xu Zhengdao's sight. Looking at his marching pace, those who have practiced martial arts can see at a glance that this old man is steady and strong.

"Master Lin, good morning. Have you eaten it? ”

"Eat! So early, go to work? ”

"Yes! If you don't go to work, you won't have anything to eat! ”

From the expressions of passers-by who talked to him from time to time, it could be seen that the old man had a high prestige in this neighborhood. When the old man walked to the door where the 'bruises' flag was hung, but only the 'medical hall' sign was hanging above the shop, he quickly took out the key and opened the door.

In fact, the first time he saw the old man, Xu Zhengdao guessed that the old man in front of him was the uncle he had never seen. Judging from his mental state and the fluctuation of his internal force, he also knew that this senior uncle was already an ancient martial arts master in the dark energy period.

Wandering through this inconspicuous street, few people must know that his martial arts skills are more powerful than his medical skills. But in the era when guns were prevalent, even the martial arts masters in the dark energy period still couldn't stop the rain of bullets.

Eliminating the last remaining rice rolls on the plate, Xu Zhengdao, like the other diners, strode away after paying for breakfast. Without much hesitation, he came out of the breakfast shop and went straight to the medical hall that had just opened.

Lin Xuanzhen, who had just entered the medical hall and was about to make tea, heard footsteps at the door, looked at Xu Zhengdao who stepped into the medical hall, and asked with a curious expression with a somewhat surprised expression: "Pretty boy, what's the matter?" ”

As a result, the young man who entered the door did not reply, but carefully looked at the medical hall with the front hall and the back hall. Just when Lin Xuanzhen felt a little inexplicable, the young man who entered the door suddenly gave a Taoist gift and asked, "I hope there is no suffering in the world!" ”

"Why don't you put medicine on the shelf! Dare to ask who this Taoist friend is? ”

Lin Xuanzhen, who returned the salute, heard the words of the young man, and his expression was somewhat solemn. But if you look closely, you can see that he can't hide his excitement. The young man continued, "Senior, can you talk about it in the quiet room?" ”

"Please!"

Lin Xuanzhen, who did not hesitate at all, quickly led the young man into the back hall of the medical hall. Anyway, in his medical hall, there are not many people who come to treat diseases and grab medicine every day. At this point in time, there are not many patients who visit.

When the two of them entered the back hall one after the other, Xu Zhengdao quickly took out the Cave Xuan Ring that was usually pretended to hang on his chest. This ring, he has confessed. Even if someone else takes it away, he only needs one thought, and the ring will be back in his hands.

He took off the ring and handed it to Lin Xuanzhen, who looked a little excited, and then asked, "Senior, can you recognize this ring?" ”

"This is the Cave Ring, are you?"

"Xu Zhengdao, the disciple of the Xuanji Dao Master, meet Uncle Shi!"

Just when Xu Zhengdao bent down and gave a big salute, Lin Xuanzhen hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Are you the right way?" How did you come to Hong Kong? What about your master? Why didn't he come? Is something wrong? ”

Faced with a series of inquiries from his uncle, Xu Zhengdao could only say: "Uncle, I came to Xiangjiang this time because I had to come to some things. As for Shizun, he passed away three years ago. ”

"What? With his senior brother's medical skills, how could he have passed away so early? That's impossible! ”

Looking at Uncle Shi, who was a little out of control, Xu Zhengdao didn't say anything, and took out a letter with fire paint from the canvas bag with a wry smile. There are only a few simple words on it, and that is 'Senior Brother Xuanzhen personally enlightened'.

Looking at the letter handed to him, Lin Xuanzhen, who was already in tears, couldn't help but cry out sadly: "Senior brother, why did you leave?" I was thinking I'd see you in two years! Why did you leave? ”

From Shizun, Xu Zhengdao also heard a lot about his uncle. Although the two are brothers, Shizun is more than ten years older than his uncle. When he first entered the master's door, his master also took good care of this little junior brother.

It is said that the eldest brother is like a father, and for Lin Xuanzhen, who is a junior brother, the senior brother who gave him warm and careful care also brought him family and even fatherly care. How could he not be sad to learn that the senior brother he was thinking about had passed away?

Xu Zhengdao, who also felt uncomfortable, finally persuaded him: "Uncle, Shizun walked very peacefully. The next time you go back inland, I'll take you to pay homage to him. In accordance with Master's wishes, I buried him in Yunwuling. He said that place, you are also familiar with it! ”

"Senior brother! Why did you leave me alone? It's all my fault, if I hadn't left back then, you'd be fine. It's all my fault! Brother, I'm sorry for you, I'm guilty, I'm a sinner! ”

Looking at Uncle Shi, who is nearly sixty years old, his mood swings are so great. Xu Zhengdao, who was afraid that he would be extremely sad, could only take out a few silver needles and quickly insert them into the eight veins of his uncle's strange meridians to protect his heart and slowly soothe his emotions.

Maybe it was this acupuncture kung fu that made Lin Xuanzhen's mood slowly calm down. After he completely calmed down, Xu Zhengdao stretched out his hand again, instantly retrieved the silver needle that had pierced his uncle's body earlier, and said very sincerely: "Uncle, I offended before." ”

"No problem! It seems that your acupuncture skills should be passed on by your senior brother. ”

"Master Meng will not give up, my current medical skills are still passable. But I'm still a little far from the realm of the master. ”

In the modesty, there is also a hint of self-confidence. In front of Lin Xuanzhen, in addition to his identity as a nephew, he is also the contemporary master of the Xuanyi Sect. If you don't have any real skills, how can you make Uncle Shi look at him differently, the new master?