"What is Jin Chuang's boil?"

"Forget, this is the name of the military formation, Jin Chuang, because this kind of injury is often caused by metal sharp weapons, and boils are the symptoms after the injury, and the person is bowed into a shrimp in pain on the bed, usually my father shouts like this;

"It seems that there are also people who call it in Langzhong...... Tetanus. ”

Ouyang Rong was stunned, no wonder he just saw Ah Shan wrapped in a thick winter jacket by his mother and sister, as if he was infected with the wind cold.

And at that time, the man's expression was sluggish, in addition to the fact that he might have a dead intention, there should be a reason for the spasm and stiffness of the facial muscles.

"This is an incurable disease, and I will not be able to live in a few days, but it's a pity that I am a good man." Yan Wuxian shook his head.

Ouyang Rong thought thoughtfully, "Tetanus......"

In this era when there are no antibiotics, it is indeed a terminal disease...... However, it is not necessarily, after all, there are qi practitioners in this world, and the Wai Dan Technique of the Northern and Southern Daoists is also very famous.

When he was in the Luoyang imperial examination, he even heard that there were immortal magicians overseas who pursued immortality, which were quite sought after by the Luoyang magnates. Therefore, there may really be some kind of elixir in the Qi Cultivator force that is beyond his understanding.

But it is clear that these forces that hold the power of mythology cannot waste the panacea on a small official slave.

In this world, the only people who will pull the heartstrings for the survival of this nobody named Ah Shan are Liu Mu and the sad-eyed Ah Qing.

But...... Now it's a half-in-one.

"I'm half."

Ouyang Rong muttered, turned his head and walked towards the Xiangji Kitchen in Donglin Temple.

Yan Wuxian hurriedly followed, and asked curiously: "Mingtang, what half?" ”

"You give me half of the moldy taro." After a pause, he advised: "It's better to have green mold, that's a good thing." ”

"......" Yan Wuxian thought for a while, and reminded warmly: "Mingtang, moldy things can't be eaten." ”

Ouyang Rong: "? ”

Yan Wuxian actually didn't understand why Mingtang suddenly didn't go down the mountain, so he went directly to the Xiangji Kitchen, borrowed a kitchen from the monk in charge, and made a meal inside......

Outside the door, the man holding the knife sighed slightly, looking at the young county magistrate who had always been an elegant and easy-going and weak scholar in his mind, rummaging through the cabinets, turning out all the taro, charcoal, rice soup, vegetable oil, crockpots, and cotton, and then rolled up his sleeves, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the man holding the knife also heard the young county magistrate occasionally muttering something strange and weird in his mouth, such as "The memory of the dead began to attack me again".

Ouyang Rong wiped the sweat on his forehead with his arms, glanced at the rough purification equipment on the table, and smiled, "Isn't it just a matter of having hands?" ”

If it's just an old keyboard warrior who "knows a little bit of everything", it will definitely not be enough, but fortunately, Ouyang Rong is a full-level human who can rub the physical dot device by hand, and it is not too difficult to toss a penicillin with lower purity, but it takes some patience, consumes a lot of time, and solves a lot of small troubles, such as insufficient conditions, so you can only use rice paper to purify...... But it can be overcome.

Ouyang Rong was immersed in the fun of tossing in the kitchen, and although Yan Wuxian, who was working on the side, couldn't understand the operation, he was shocked, and he frowned and said:

"Mingtang, you...... Have you ever learned the mechanism of the Mojia Dao vein? ”

"What Mo family lineage? What tricks? Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head, and asked curiously.

"You're not?"

"Well, I'm not. It's your turn to answer me. ”

Yan Wuxian leaned against the door with a knife, seemed to think about it, and said:

"I also heard others say when I was drinking, the Mo family vein is one of the nine mythical veins handed down from the pre-Qin Dynasty, before the first emperor asked for the elixir, it was the existence of the human vein and the Taoist vein of reading, but after the Red Emperor beheaded the White Emperor and won the world of the Han family with the body of cloth, the Mo family Dao vein began to diverge, gradually declining, and finally the giant family disappeared in the long river of history."

"However, the Mo family's qi training techniques and mechanism techniques were scattered all over the world, and finally gave birth to countless large and small sects such as the ten realms and the north and south rivers and lakes today, which can be said to be a tree falling and ten thousand trees are born, so that the mythical qi practice will not be monopolized by the imperial court and so many wang clan lords like the children of the Han family ascending to the next level."

The son of the county lieutenant, who had hugged the knife but had not yet entered the rivers and lakes, looked longingly, "So some people said that the Mo family is not dead, and all of us in the rivers and lakes are actually white-clothed ink warriors and giant disciples." ”

Ouyang Rong raised his head, this was the first time he had heard of these, and he couldn't help asking: "Nine mythical Dao veins?" What about the other eight? ”

Yan Wuxian scratched his head, "I only know that the Great Zhou Imperial Court has the Dao veins of the Soldier Family and the Dao Veins of Yin and Yang Wangqi, as well as the three Dao veins mastered by the three Confucian, Buddhist and Taoist sects, and the others are unknown, they should all be hidden high gates." ”

Ouyang Rong thought about it for a while and decided to hit his soul directly: "Which vein did Liulang take?" Is it the Mojia Dao lineage? ”

Yan Wuxian's face suddenly turned red, and after a while, he muttered in a low voice: "If only I really entered the rank of a qi practitioner, I wouldn't have been picked off by Mingtang's uncle that day......

Ouyang Rong comforted: "It's okay, I'm ...... Since I was a child, I have never seen anyone who can beat my aunt, of course, in the countryside of Nanlongna. ”

Yan Jia Liulang coughed twice, "By the way, before I saw Mingtang, I thought that Mingtang was a qi practitioner who studied humane." ”

"Me?" Ouyang Rong was dumbfounded, "Why is this ......" blind.

"It's very simple, because the White Deer Cave Academy belongs to Confucianism, and Mingtang is a scholar who was born in it and is famous all over the world, it is difficult for people in the rivers and lakes who understand the origin not to think about it."

Ouyang Rong recalled, shook his head, and continued to bow his head to do what he was doing, "But when I was studying at the White Deer Cave Academy, I had always followed my teacher and had never been exposed to this kind of thing. ”

Yan Wuxian nodded, "That should be Mingtang's defeat, I heard that the three sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism all have a potential but formal mechanism, and they will select suitable seeds for Qi cultivation from among the disciples and protégés, Mingtang is a very early name for the reading seeds of Jiangnan Dao, and it is impossible for Bailudong Academy to miss Mingtang." ”

Just send a scrap card, right? Ouyang Rong smiled: "It doesn't matter. ”

Yan Wuxian comforted again: "But it's normal, Mingtang relaxes, this kind of talent is rare, like the rivers and lakes, it is also a miscellaneous small shrimp local sect accounts for the majority, and there are very few sects that can really learn how to practice qi. ”

Ouyang Rong nodded, "But this is the same as an immortal, then I would like to see these so-called qi practitioners fighting." Is it really so amazing for a qi practitioner? But when I was in the Luoyang Imperial Examination, why hadn't I seen a master who walked on the wall? If so, don't you show your hands often? ”

After the disillusionment of the Pure Land Palace, he was now deeply skeptical of the level of power in this world.

Yan Wuxian said with a straight face: "Mingtang, don't underestimate the Qi practitioners. The reason why it is difficult to see is because the number of people is really scarce, and secondly, because the rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, but human feelings. ”

"......" Ouyang Rong.

Good guy, you little catcher hasn't entered the rivers and lakes yet, and you directly got the correct answer to the last big question, and quietly got this kind of big score, do you think it's appropriate?

"Ahem, Mingtang, in fact, I saw it from a chivalrous book, it seems to have been written by a senior in the rivers and lakes."

Yan Wuxian took out a page of the old book from his arms, and said with emotion: "It also records by the way how he successively met the tsundere seniors, the infatuated fox demon, the famous Tianjiao, and the female gentleman of the academy...... And dive into their stories. ”

Ouyang Rong waved his hand, "I'm sorry, I read Spring and Autumn." ”

Yan Wuxian wanted to ask again, but suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside, he immediately turned around, pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and stood guard at the door, "Who?" ”

The hair and the semi-fine fire rushed over, and the former was anxious to speak from afar, and the first sentence made Ouyang Rong's eyelids jump.

"Langjun Langjun, the lady asked you to go back quickly, your teacher saw that you were here!"

“……？”