Zhao Min saw Zhao Yu walking towards the house of the father and son, and he was quite puzzled, and he didn't understand why Zhao Yu didn't give up because of this trivial matter. I wanted to dissuade him, but when I saw that Zhao Yu's expression was a little tense, I didn't say anything more, and walked over after him.

Zhao Yu walked to the low door, and his eyes fell on a small incense burner next to the threshold, which was wiped spotlessly, and a sandalwood was inserted in it. The sandalwood exudes a refreshing aroma, which is obviously not ordinary.

Zhao Min stepped forward to take a look, his face suddenly showed surprise, and he said suspiciously: "This father and son are really a little weird, they are so nervous about eating, but they are willing to use such high-quality sandalwood." The cost of this sandalwood stick is enough for them to eat and drink all day!"

"Nothing strange, it's normal. Zhao Yu squatted down and looked at the incense burner, but his expression was a little gloomy.

The father and son heard the sound, poked their heads out of the door, and when they saw Zhao Yu and the two, their expressions became a little nervous, and the father smiled and said, "What's the matter with the hero?"

Zhao Yu stood up, pointed to the incense burner at his feet with a smile, and then looked at the man.

The man looked down, and then his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the door frames on both sides, blocking Zhao Yu's sight, and said in a trembling voice: "It's me who believes in religion, and it has nothing to do with my son!"

The young man stood in the room, heard his father's voice, his face also changed, he poked his head out from under his father's side, and said loudly: "Dad, what are you afraid of him doing! What does it matter for us to be believers in Mingzun! When I went out the day before yesterday, I heard a few brothers in the sect discuss that the army of King Ming will soon march north. If we are in charge of the law, we will have a good life soon!"

"Bastard, shut up!"

The man shouted violently, stopped his son's words, and then looked at Zhao Yu with a pleading face, and fell to the ground with a plop, as if it was involved in the pain in his leg, and his faces were tangled, but he still kowtowed again and again: "Please be merciful, my son is just an ignorant doll." Just arrest me and report it to the police. Enough to get a reward. I beg you to spare my son. ”

Zhao Yu had no expression on his face, looked down at the person's injury, and saw that his left leg and thigh were twisted into a strange angle, and all the bones were broken. Blood was gushing from the broken leg. But he didn't realize it. just kowtowed to Zhao Yu again and again and begged.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhao Yu bent down and pulled this person up, waiting to touch his arm. only to find that this person was already in pain and sweating wet clothes. He used his fingers like electricity to seal several acupuncture points on the man's body, and the man immediately felt that the pain had been reduced by half, and his face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

When the young man saw that his father was caught, his face suddenly changed, and he was about to pounce on him, shouting, "Wicked man, don't touch my father!"

"Don't be rude, child, this hero is saving me!" The man was afraid that his son would anger Zhao Yu, so he hurriedly shouted.

When the young man heard this, he looked carefully, only to find that his father's face had become much more peaceful, and there was no longer blood coming out of the broken leg, and his face suddenly became happy, and then he felt infinite regret in his heart, but he regretted that he had not remembered Zhao Yu's means.

Although Zhao Yu is not very proficient in medical skills, he is used to seeing the methods of the medical immortal Hu Qingniu, and he also has some understanding of these simple external injuries. He flicked his fingers and pressed it on the man's broken leg, looking up from time to time to ask him how he felt, and after a while, he said: "The leg bone is completely broken, and the time has dragged on for too long, and the meridians have atrophied." If you want to be completely cured, it is very difficult, and if you take care of it properly, you can barely walk. ”

Hearing this, the young man's face showed joy, and he said quickly: "How should I recuperate?"

There was no joy on his father's face, and he only said, "It's just fate, and I don't dare to think that I can stand up again." He knew that his injuries were serious, and the so-called good recuperation must cost a lot, but his own family was surrounded by walls, so he didn't even ask.

After a pause, a smile appeared on the man's face, and he said in a low voice: "Isn't the hero also a brother in the sect?"

Zhao Yu nodded, but did not explain his identity in detail.

The young man hurriedly said, "How do you recuperate? Please tell me how much money I need and what medicinal herbs I need, and I will figure out how to do it." ”

"I haven't punished you for sneaking out of the door before, so why don't you still want to go out?" the man scolded.

The young man was extremely afraid of his father, and when he saw that he was really angry, he didn't dare to say anything more at the moment, but his eyes were still staring at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu helped the man back into the room, and Zhao Min stood outside the door for a moment, and then walked in. The room was small, and it was transparent at a glance, with a bed on tiptoe with wooden planks, a few clay pots and wooden piers, shabby but well organized. There was half a cold roast chicken in one of the crockpots, and after the young man noticed Zhao Min's sight, he stepped forward without a trace to block her vision. Regarding the cunning of the young man, Zhao Min just smiled and did not say anything.

After putting the man on the bed, Zhao Yu straightened up and said to Zhao Min, "I need some medicinal materials, I have to find them." We'll stay around for the next few days, and we'll have some food to prepare. Can you stay here for now?"

Zhao Min nodded and said, "You go, be careful, go and come back quickly." ”

Then, Zhao Yu walked out of the room, his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared outside.

The young man stood at the door, looking at Zhao Yu's high and high skills, he was dumbfounded, and exclaimed: "God, how can people fly?

Hearing this, Zhao Min couldn't help laughing out loud and said, "That's martial arts." ”

The young man's face showed a hint of shame, but he still looked at Zhao Min curiously, and said curiously: "You also know martial arts?"

Zhao Min nodded and said, "Naturally, he will, but he is not as clever as him." ”

The young man looked at Zhao Min thoughtfully, then walked into the room, picked up the half of the roast chicken, walked to Zhao Min and stretched out his hand to hand it to her, and said, "Are you hungry?"

Zhao Min looked at the roast chicken and said with a smile: "Do you have something to ask me?"

The young man's face turned red, his expression was solemn, and he said in a low voice, "I want to ask you to teach me martial arts?"

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

The young man's expression darkened, and he said, "I want to become capable and let my father live a good life." He used to work as a porter on the dock, and falsely accused Huang Dahu of bullying, saying that he broke his own goods, not only did he not pay his wages, but also asked my father to pay money. The brothers in the sect were angry and wanted to get justice for my father, but they were all arrested by the big yellow family officials. My father saw the opportunity early and took me out, but his leg was also broken. If I had such a strong ability, I would have been afraid of him, and I would have been able to rescue my brothers in prison. ”

Zhao Min looked at the young man's extremely eager eyes, and suddenly had a feeling of time and space confusion, and the figure of the young man who was also eager to learn martial arts in the depths of his memory suddenly appeared, overlapping with the young man in front of him. She sighed in her heart, and suddenly asked: "It's okay if you want me to teach you martial arts, but I want you to break away from the Ming Sect, and I want you to be enemies of the Ming Sect in the future." Would you like to learn?"

When the young man heard this condition, his face suddenly showed embarrassment, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "But if it weren't for the brothers in the sect who sacrificed their lives to save them, my father and I would have died a long time ago." They have been very kind to me......"

"This is your business, if you want to learn martial arts from me, you have to agree to this condition. Zhao Min said coldly.

After hesitating for a long time, the young man secretly glanced at his father in the room, and then suddenly gritted his teeth, nodded heavily, and said, "I promise you!" After saying that, he buried his face between his palms and let out an extremely suppressed cry.

Listening to the young man's cry, Zhao Min suddenly felt a little cruel. A thought suddenly came to her heart, I don't know if in Zhao Yu's heart, like this young man, has experienced the dilemma between conscience and dreams?

As if to convince herself, she exclaimed, "What's the use of believing in this Venerable, if he can really feel your sincerity and manifest his spirit, how can you sink into such a miserable day?"

The man in the room spoke: "We believe in Mingzun, and we don't want to ask for it. It's just that this world is miserable, there is no end to the hard days, and there is no hope, so a raging flame burns in my heart. As long as there is a little hope, we must do everything we can to burn this sacred fire to the earth!"

Getting this answer, Zhao Min seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and his heart suddenly overflowed with reverie, if it was really just such a standard, he would be a believer in Mingzun.

Not long after, Zhao Yu rushed back with a large package on his back. The two of them took refuge in this slum temporarily, and Zhao Yu helped the Ming disciple with a broken leg to diagnose and treat him, while going out from time to time to inquire for news. In addition to instructing the young man in his spare time, Zhao Min also began to learn to cook on fire. The turmoil in Yangzhou continues, but it is uneventful and unwavering. The two of them seem to have lived together for many years, full of tacit understanding, the sun rises, the sun sets, and the days are as plain as a babbling stream. Although there are no waves, it has its own veins and tastes. If the heart is calm, even the Yellow Springs Demon Domain can be turned into a paradise.

Except for here, the entire city of Yangzhou is still in chaos. The mob even elected several leaders, divided into several forces, and fought in the city every day, fighting for money and men.

And Yang Wanzhi, who was outside the city, seemed to have made up his mind to besiege Yangzhou City to the end, and even sent people to block all the gates of Yangzhou City with big stones, ignoring whether this would push the entire city into the abyss of destruction.

What used to be a thoroughfare port has now become an isolated place of death. After the first few days of revelry, the mob gradually discovered many threats and problems, and in addition to the desperation of the road ahead, the food was becoming scarce, so the daily fighting began to revolve around food.

With Zhao Yu's skills, even if there is only the last handful of rice noodles in the city, it will definitely not fall into the hands of others. However, his mood gradually became anxious, and the most obvious change was that the number of visits to the city every day increased greatly, and each time he returned, his expression was either sad or happy. It's just that when I returned to the slum, I was calm without exception, as if it was as simple as going out to find food.

Zhao Min was sensitive, how could she not notice the subtle changes in Zhao Yu's mood, but she did not break it, and she was only cheering and delighted every day because she made a new dish. (To be continued......)