"Ahh

"Kui'er!" Zhuang Zhao originally looked proud, and was about to pursue Qiu Lao Wu, but when he heard Zhuang Kui's shout, he was distracted for a while, and hurriedly forced Qiu Lao Wu away, "The thief dares to hurt people!"

As he spoke, a sword stabbed at Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan injured Zhuang Kui with one move, and was about to pursue, when he suddenly felt the sound of breaking the air coming from the left, and immediately stopped, preparing to dodge, at this moment, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed Lu Yuan's right hand that had stretched out his index finger.

"Leave it for the master!" Zhuang Kui looked at Lu Yuan with a bloody face, "You destroy me, I want your life!"

"Let go!" Lu Yuan struggled to get rid of Zhuang Kui's hand, but he couldn't break free for a while, seeing that Zhuang Zhao's sword was about to pierce his chest......

Suddenly, a powerful back figure blocked himself behind him, and then, Lu Yuan saw the sword pierce the back figure's chest......

"Fifth brother!!"

"Let's go!" Lao Wu twisted his head, his face was mostly covered with white powder, and his eyes still hadn't opened, but he used all his strength to yell in the direction of Lu Yuan.

"The thief is gone!" Zhuang Zhao saw that the sword was missed, and immediately picked up a palm, abandoned the sword in his hand and slapped it towards Lu Yuan. Qiu Lao Wu seemed to feel something, and jumped up hard, and then Lu Yuan saw a huge body smashing into him......

"Stay alive and help me...... Clearing ...... Grievances"

This was the last sentence Lu Yuan heard before he fell into a coma.

......

A ray of morning light shines into the bamboo house, and the birdsong in the valley is crisp, like a paradise, quiet and vibrant.

Lu Yuan woke up again, he was stimulated by a sharp pain, opened his eyes, and felt pain in many bones in his hands and feet, and then a strange itch was unbearable, but he didn't have the strength to scratch it a little.

"Wake up? I've been lying down for a month, and it's almost time to wake up. A warm voice sounded in Lu Yuan's ears, Lu Yuan reluctantly turned his head, and saw a sixty-year-old man, although his beard and hair were all white, his face was ruddy, showing a healthy luster.

"Uncle, where is this?"

"Here? This is Magpie Valley. Just call me a bitter old man. The old man said lightly.

"Bitter old man!!You are a bitter old man!!" Lu Yuan was a little surprised, but he had no qi at all.

"Lie down, lie down! There are many comminuted fractures all over the body, and I just continued, and I want to break it again? And all the internal organs are displaced to varying degrees, and it is your blessing to meet me, and the average doctor will be helpless. ”

"It turned out that it was the bitter seniors who saved the next, and the next...... There is no retribution. Appreciate. Lu Yuan originally wanted to say something like the spring of reciprocation, but after thinking about it, how can the grace of saving his life be reciprocated? Therefore, he could only express his gratitude.

"Don't say the words of gratitude, the heart of the doctor's parents, we will not see death and will not be saved, nor will we expect your return, take care of your injuries, don't do anything wrong when you are injured, and create less killing karma is the best reward for me. The bitter old man didn't look at Lu Yuan, he just stared at the medicine patch in front of him, and when he saw that the fire was almost over, he took it and pasted it on Lu Yuan's body......

"I'm dripping my mother, I'm burning......"

......

Lu Yuan woke up and lay down in the valley for half a month, during which the bitter old man asked the medicine boy to help Lu Yuan deliver a letter to his family in Fujian, explaining the situation, and estimated that the letter had just arrived, and Lu Gao had to be busy.

For half a month, Lu Yuan read the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" collected by the bitter old man, and during the period when the bitter old man was in medicine, Lu Yuan did not ask some questions, but asked a lot of questions in medical books, such as the Neijing diagram. This has never been seen in the old doctor of the Lu Yuan family.

"Your old doctor must not have shown you the complete version of the Yellow Emperor's Neijing. Without the Neijing diagram, the true essence of "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" has at least half gone. The bitter old man is still expressionless, but he will answer all questions, but he is a good person with a cold face and a warm heart.

"The pictures in this Neijing are a bit interesting, but I don't understand them very well...... this is the first time that Lu Yuan feels that he is not a reader, and there are books that he can't understand.

"The internal scripture diagram of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Scripture actually simulates the operating rules of people's internal organs and internal qi, and many of them are profound, and the more you go deeper, the more exquisite you feel. If nothing else, you will be able to get out of bed tomorrow, and from tomorrow onwards, you will take turns to do each of these movements for half an hour, and slowly you will know the effect. The bitter old man took out the inner scripture map and pointed out four places.

Lu Yuan looked at four places, according to the order of the bitter old man, there were four pictures, the first one was a child, holding something a bit like a coin in his hand and stringing them one by one, the shape of the string was a bit like the Big Dipper, and there was a line of words next to it, "Carved stone children put through the strings". The second picture shows an ox plowing the field, with a note next to it that reads, "The iron ox ploughs the land to grow money." The third picture shows an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, with two eyebrows hanging down on the ground, and the annotation is "The white-headed old man is hanging on the ground". The fourth picture is of a monk, with his hands raised, his feet standing one in front of the other, looking up at the sky, and the annotation is "The blue-eyed bearded monk holds the sky in his hands".

"Bitter old man, the white-headed old man lowered his eyebrows and the blue-eyed bearded monk held the sky with his hands, which is to sit cross-legged and hold the sky. But what does this carved stone child do with the strings and iron oxen ploughing the land to grow money?" Lu Yuan was a little puzzled.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you the moves tomorrow and rest well today. The bitter old man said lightly, got up and prepared to go out, but stopped as he approached the door.

"Qiu Lao Wu is dead. The bitter old man said.

"Hmmm......"

"If you're sad, just cry out. The bitter old man said softly.

"The injustice has not been washed, the hatred has not been snowed, what are you crying about?" Lu Yuan's tone was a little indifferent, as if nothing had happened before.

"Don't suffocate yourself......" The bitter old man shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of my injuries. ”

"Well, I'll put your two booklets on the bookshelf for you, really, how can a group of monks know any martial arts...... With such a domineering cultivation method, sooner or later it will be bad for the body......" The bitter old man shook his head and walked out with a complaint.

"Yo, this old man, it's a little interesting. Lu Yuan smiled and looked at the departing figure of the bitter old man and said with a faint smile.

Well, how can there be time to be sad? The road ahead is vast, but people's hearts are no longer confused at the moment, and if they have something they want to do, then do it well, including recuperating from their injuries......