For several days, every time he went to the hut, Luo Yuxuan would stay for a while, hoping to reunite with the beautiful girl. But the hut is still locked, and the peach blossoms are gradually grateful. The peach blossom thanked Chunhong, too hurried, he sighed in his heart. He felt the loss and frustration he had never had, he had lived for nearly thirty years, and for the first time he was so in love with a woman, he was obsessed with lovesickness, but it was a pity that he was shallow, and he only saw one side, that is, he didn't even really say a word, and everything was over.

Luo Yuxuan felt a little sad and sad when he thought about it. He has never been so fragile as he is now, even when his father died suddenly more than ten years ago, when he was only sixteen years old, he has never been so sad and sad, not that he doesn't care about his father's death, but that he feels that he should be strong and should learn to be strong.

Mrs. Luo is still running tirelessly, she always remembers the "southeast" in the old Xiucai hexagram, and she will repeat the three words "southeast" many times even in her sleep every day. She was old, and she ran out twice in three days, and she couldn't stand the fatigue, and finally fell ill. Luo Yuxuan was trapped by love, and he was thinking about the girl under the peach tree, so he forgot his elderly mother. When Mrs. Deluo was lying on the bed and couldn't move, he panicked again.

He stretched out his hand to probe his mother's forehead, it was hot, and he couldn't help but be startled, thinking that this wife was nearly seventy years old, and she was tired of running around in the wind and rain every day, and after a long time, her physical strength was exhausted, and she was tired and cold, as the saying goes: illness comes like a mountain. If you are not sick, you are not sick, and if you are sick, it is not trivial.

Luo Yuxuan was anxious and remorseful, helped the old mother up, and called a few times, only to see that her eyes were closed, drowsy, and she couldn't speak. Luo Yuxuan fed her a few sips of hot water and drank it, and then wanted to go out to find Lang Zhong to grab medicine for her. Although he was full of poetry and books, he knew nothing about medical science. He covered the old mother's futon, brought silver taels, and went out to the town to ask a doctor to come back for her to consult her.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a knock on the door, he opened the door, and saw a silver-haired and white-bearded old man standing at the door, only to see that he was not young, wearing a long robe, although slightly white, but clean, the whole person looked energetic, without the appearance of a dragon bell.

Luo Yuxuan looked at his face and asked, "May I ask the old man, who are you looking for?" The old man smiled and said, "May I ask if this is Mrs. Luo's house?" Luo Yuxuan paused and said, "Exactly." Lao Suo introduced himself: "Lao Yu is from Taiping Village next door, surnamed Zhang, and he has something to do with Mrs. Luo." He glanced at Luo Yuxuan a few times and said, "Presumably you are the son of Mrs. Luo, Mr. Luo, right?" Luo Yuxuan said: "Under Luo Yuxuan, Mr. Luo, the old lady you said is the mother. Lao Su nodded and said, "That's right, is your mother at home?"

When Luo Yuxuan saw that a guest was coming, he didn't dare to be rude, so he had to lean to the side and said, "Old gentleman, please sit at home?" The two entered the room and sat down. Luo Yuxuan said: "I don't know what Mr. Zhang is looking for his mother, my mother is infected with the wind and cold, and she is bedridden, no, I just planned to go to the town to invite her Langzhong." The old lady said: "Oh, the old lady is unwell, I don't know what the condition is?" Luo Yuxuan said: "It's all my fault for being negligent and not paying attention to observation." My mother is now hot and groggy. After a pause, he arched his hand and said, "If the old gentleman doesn't have anything special, I won't keep you." I'm still in a hurry to get medicine for my mother!" The implication is to ask the old man surnamed Zhang to leave.

Lao Suo smiled slightly, and said: "The old man is a little bit familiar with medicine, if it is convenient, can you let me show the old lady?" Luo Yuxuan said: "If this is the case, it will bother the old man?"

The old man first approached to look at the old lady's face, then rolled her eyelids, and then put the index and middle fingers of his right hand on the veins of the old lady's left hand, and after a quiet diagnosis, he let go of his hand and said to Luo Yuxuan: "The old lady is overworked, the wind is cold, she is old, and she can't support it, so she fell ill." It's not a big problem, if the virtuous nephew can trust the old man, I will prescribe a prescription, you take the medicine according to the prescription, and it is estimated that there will be a significant improvement after eating two or three stickers. Luo Yuxuan had never met him before, and he was involved in the health and life of his mother, how could he easily entrust it to a person who didn't know anything about it, and he couldn't make a decision for a while.

The old man saw his thoughts, smiled, and said, "Let's go out and talk." The two of them went out again and sat down in the living room of the outhouse. Lao Su said: "The old man came suddenly, he was busy looking at your mother's condition, and he didn't have time to explain it clearly. The old Zhang Ziyang is a native of Taiping Village next door. Some time ago, the old lady went to ask me to divinate for you. As soon as he said this, Luo Yuxuan lost his voice and said: "It turns out that old man, you are the old Xiucai of the hexagram that my mother said, and the younger generation is disrespectful." He stood up and shook his head.

Zhang Ziyang hurriedly got up and said, "The virtuous nephew is polite, polite." The two sat down again. Zhang Ziyang continued: "The old man is a former Ming Xiucai, the old Xiu is true, and any hexagram is fake and deceitful." Luo Yuxuan heard him say so bluntly, so he said: "How can Mr. Zhang say this, the younger generation doesn't understand. Zhang Ziyang stood up and said to Luo Yuxuan: "You come with me." Luo Yuxuan didn't know why, so he had to get up and follow behind. When the two came to the courtyard, Zhang Ziyang lifted his right foot, looked at a stone on the ground, bent his toes slightly, and picked up backwards, the stone jumped up suddenly, Zhang Ziyang reached out and grabbed the stone in the palm of his right hand.

Then he sandwiched the stone between the index finger and the back of the middle finger, and gently popped it out, and the stone "swished" and flew out like a meteor, breaking a weed about a few inches tall that grew on the courtyard wall. You must know that the weed is at least five zhang away from the two of them, this is still second, what is rare is that the weed rhizome is extremely thin and soft, extremely tough, he casually popped out and broke the grass from it, whether it is accurate, or the strength is not bad, non-martial arts masters can't do it.

Luo Yuxuan doesn't know martial arts, but he is an extremely smart person. Zhang Ziyang showed this hand like a trick, and he understood it at a glance. Zhang Ziyang said: "The virtuous nephew is a smart person, you should understand the intention of the old man, right?"

Luo Yuxuan said: "If the younger generation guesses correctly, the old gentleman must have peerless martial arts, when you are divining, you use your own martial arts to master the power, and if you want it to become a hexagram, you will become a hexagram, and people who don't know it will of course think that you have the help of the gods?" Zhang Ziyang smiled: "Sure enough, he is a well-known talent, who is very smart, and he has broken through the so-called heavenly opportunity that has been hidden for decades in one word." ”