Chapter Ninety-Five: Did Shi Nai'an Write History or Wild History?

Wu Song ran frantically to the broken temple outside the city, and there was an inexplicable fear in his heart.

"Wudutou, aren't you drinking in Xiyuan, why are you running wild in the night?"

On the small mountain road outside the city, the two pushed a wooden cart to meet each other, the mountain road was narrow, Wu Song could only stop and dodge, he said strangely: "How do the two eldest brothers recognize me? How do you know that I am drinking in Xiyuan?"

"Yanggu County doesn't know the tiger Wu Song, and it is estimated that there are only babies who have never quit breastfeeding!" One person first praised Wu Song, and continued: "The villain is Li Xiaowu, who sells wine in the city, and this is my brother Li Xiaoer, and the wine that we drink in Xiyuan today is made by our two brothers! It is strange to say that our two brothers have been selling wine for many years, and for the first time I heard that the person who lives in the broken temple actually has the money to buy the best wine, and when he buys it, it is a big vat, and when he buys it, he asks him how to drink alone, he is unlucky, Lao Tzu is not good for bathing! It's a strange thing every year, haha, hahaha!"

Wu Song's heart sank when he heard this, and he hurriedly said goodbye to the Li brothers, ran faster, and came to the door of the broken temple, he already smelled a pure aroma of wine, and when he went in, he saw that the god table had been chopped into firewood, and next to the firewood stood a large clay jar as high as a person, and the clay jar was full of wine, obviously filled with fine wine, and a handful of silver-white hair floated on the surface of the vat.

Wu Song was shocked, grabbed the front of the tank, grabbed the white hair, and lifted it up hard, a red, wet person was lifted out and shone on the fire, that was not who Yan Fang was.

The strange thing is that all his green hair has turned into white hair, and his face is also seven or eight years old, Wu Song poked into his nose, still breathing, touched his chest, his heart beat endlessly, and the panic in his heart subsided.

Immediately went to the creek in front of the temple to scoop up the water, and looked at Yan Fang's head dripping, Yan Fang was excited, woke up slowly, saw Wu Song standing in front of him, and exclaimed: "Wudutou, why did you meet you on Huangquan Road?"

"Phew, how can there be such warm firewood and fragrant wine on Huangquan Road!" Wu Song restrained his smile and said in surprise: "Brother Yan Fang has not seen you for a few days, but your face is more than ten years old, and you look like a bad old man from behind, why is this?"

"Exhausted!" Yan Fang spit out four words, shook his head very disappointedly, and suddenly bowed to Wu Song, and said: "Dutou, the villain has failed you!"

Wu Song immediately helped him up, and said warmly: "Where is the brother, why have you ever borne me!"

"That day, I went to Da Lang's shop, checked Da Lang's pulse, and found his hidden disease, the villain couldn't do anything!" Wu Song heard what he said just now, and he also guessed a few points, and now when he heard it, his heart was even more frightened, only to hear him continue: "Back to the mountain temple, I went through the medical books, and thought of no less than a hundred methods, but I also felt that it could not work. ”

"When I looked up, it was already the morning of the second day, and I felt that my throat was dry, so I went to the stream to drink water, and in the reflection, I was white-headed all night! I couldn't help but be disheartened, knowing that even if Master Hua Tuo was reincarnated, he couldn't cure Da Lang's illness!"

"The villain is disappointed by you, not worthy of saying that the righteous anger of the rivers and lakes, yesterday I thought about it for another day, Yan Fangse has been a man for more than ten years, until I met the head, I raised my eyebrows, thinking that I could show my strengths and repay the kindness of the encounter, who knows that I praised Haikou in front of you, and the result was powerless, what is the use of not dying!"

"I have lived a life of low life, and I want to be able to go wild before I die, so I bought this vat of wine, jumped into the sea to drink, and got drunk to death, I can be regarded as a good man!!"

"Yan Fang, you're not a good man!" Wu Song squinted at him and said coldly.

"Dutou!" Yan Fang was shocked, he was not afraid of death, he was afraid that he would show the hero a small man, and said dejectedly: "The little man is not enough to gain fame, and he is not capable of fighting the scoundrel in the market, he is indeed not a hero!"

"It's not that you have a belly full of ink or invincible martial arts to become a hero, you could have become a hero admired by everyone on the rivers and lakes, but as soon as you die, you will be humiliated by the word hero!"

"Please give me advice!"

"You and I have the righteousness of brothers, I asked you to treat my eldest brother, but you died because of this, trapping me in injustice, this is the work of a villain! Your Yan family only has a little blood left of you, no heirs, and you have cut off the incense of the Yan family, this is unfilial piety! You are not worthy of being a good man!"

Yan Fang hurriedly knelt down in a panic, kowtowed, and said, "All heads, the villain knows his mistake!"

"Yan Fang, you can learn Hua Tuo's unparalleled medical skills, you should hang the pot to help the world, Fang is a big husband, a literati, with a pen, for the people to speak up, can be called a hero, a warrior, with a pair of fists, to deter treachery, can be called a hero, a doctor, save the life and help the wounded, can be called a hero, you have the ability to be a hero, but you have not done a good job!

Yan Fang listened, although his body was naked, but he was also so panicked that he sweated all over, and he said in a trembling voice: "Dutou, the villain has nothing to love for a while, so he burned all Hua Tuo's medical books!"

"That's Hua Tuo's life's work, you have no right to burn it, from today on, you can't think about suicide anymore, you have to write Hua Tuo's medical book again, after writing, help the world to save people, but also for the Yan family, these things are done, you love to die, no one can stop you!"

"It's all a lesson!" Yan Fang had no heart to seek death, but he still felt very guilty, and said: "Da Lang's illness, the villain can't do anything!"

Wu Song was only concerned about saving Yan Fang's life, and when he heard him mention Wu Dalang's matter again, he couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart: "Yan Fang's medical skills can be said to be the best in the modern era, he can't be treated, and it is estimated that no one can." ”

But he still didn't give up, and asked, "What's the hidden illness of the eldest brother?"

"Da Lang is not sick, but Gao Pill has subsided, and he is like a eunuch, and there is no prescription for medicine!"

Wu Song's heart was shocked: "Why did the eldest brother do that? Is it a harm to someone or is it natural!"

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"The villain only needs three fingers to check the pulse, and he can explore the mysteries of the body!"

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Song hurriedly instructed Yan Fang not to commit suicide, so he left the broken temple and walked on the wilderness, when the evening breeze blew, but it was in vain.

"Big brother can't be humane, it's right to write a letter of resignation to Pan Jinlian, but from now on, do I want to be with her?"

"The big husband dares to love and hate, and he can't take care of a lot, that Xiaomeng said that when I came to the Northern Song Dynasty, I could pass through the bodies of five people, and after being with Pan Jinlian, I would become someone else, and this Wu Song would be good to her!"

"I often watch that time travel drama, history can't be changed, whether the "Water Margin" written by Shi Nai'an is history or wild history, if it is history, Pan Jinlian has already hit Ximenqing's head with a fork pole, in two days, I will go to Tokyo, Ximenqing will kill the eldest brother with her, but there is no sign of this, Pan Jinlian will never harm the eldest brother!"