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"The qi of the sky, pure is the will to rule, and if it is followed, the yang qi is solid, although there are thieves and evils, Fu can harm also. In the backyard of Jishitang, Liu Shenwei held a copy of "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and read its contents aloud.

Next to him, Zhang Xuanqing was also holding a copy of "The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic", Liu Shenwei said a word, and he repeated it, but the tone was a little strange: "Zang Tian knows, please know the clothes, and instantly refer to the selection of his aunt, so that the oil thief is some, and the help can return the night." ”

Zhang Xuanqing found that he still thought things too simply, he could never forget it, but learning a "foreign language" also requires language talent. It's not that you can remember it, you will say it, and it doesn't mean that you can say it, and it tastes right.

Fortunately, Liu Shenwei is reviewing "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" today, and the sentences are smooth, and he has read it in modern society. If it was "Shennong's Materia Medica", he hadn't read it, and the ancient books didn't even have a punctuation mark, and he had to learn hyphenation first.

One morning, I passed in the teaching of Liu Shenwei and Zhang Xuanqing.

As the sun rose, patients came to the hospital, and Liu Shenwei needed to help Sun Simiao grab medicine, so he could only stop this kind of teaching.

However, Zhang Xuanqing wanted to speak freely, so he simply asked him to read the prescription prescribed by Sun Simiao when Liu Shenwei was grabbing the medicine, and by the way, he also knew a lot of medicinal materials.

In just one day, Zhang Xuanqing was already able to understand some simple words, and he could accurately call out the names of Sun Simiao's master and apprentice.

When night fell, after dinner, he went back to his room, lay down in bed, and continued to sleep.

Compared with the tossing and turning last time, he also has something to do this time: although his language talent is not very high, he can't stand a good memory. Recalling the tone of Liu Shenwei's reading and the content of the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures, he continued to exercise word by word and in a low voice.

It was still nearly early in the morning before sleepiness hit. And if Zhang Xuanqing didn't feel wrong, it was because he studied overnight and used his brain too much. If not, I'm afraid it's even later to persist today.

In the hazy night, Zhang Xuanqing no longer "endorsed", slowed down his breathing, and when he was about to sleep, his heart suddenly moved, and he hugged the mobile phone and package he brought with him for the first time, thinking in his heart: I don't know if I can bring it back. Then he fell into a deep sleep.

It is still the kind of ethereal feeling like sitting on the clouds, like a dream but not a dream, as if waking up but not waking up, when Zhang Xuanqing's consciousness is awake again, he has returned to modern times.

The sun was shining outside, and the sun was already setting in the west, and it was actually afternoon.

Zhang Xuanqing couldn't help but wonder in his heart, the first two times he crossed, he slept in the early morning and woke up in the morning. Why has it been so long this time?

Could it be that no one calls themselves?

I can't figure it out, but one thing is certain: he only needs to sleep to cross.

As for where the Youxian Mirror that caused this situation went, whether it disappeared by itself or was picked up, Zhang Xuanqing no longer bothered.

The cheap can't be taken advantage of, and he is very satisfied if he can cross the Tang Dynasty.

Looking down at the package and mobile phone in his arms, he couldn't help but feel excited: if he could really cross with something, he could make a fortune as a second-class dealer. And he can clearly remember that in this modern time and space, he still has a mobile phone and a package. Doesn't this mean that as long as you take things to ancient times and then bring them back, you will have one more "copy"?

However, when he got up and got dressed, and then looked for his mobile phone and package in modern time and space, he found that he ...... I can't find it.

Is it something that was brought back from ancient times and merged with it?

Or did it disappear out of thin air?

Zhang Xuanqing couldn't figure it out for a while.

Keep this doubt in your heart and save it for later verification. Looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

He first cooked a bowl of instant noodles to fill his stomach, and then immediately turned on the computer, searched for Chinese medicine classics on the Internet, and then wrote them down one by one. Whether it was before or after the Tang Dynasty: he decided that he wanted to learn medical skills from Sun Simiao!

Yesterday, when Sun Simiao explained medical principles to Liu Shenwei, he did not avoid him, thinking that if he proposed to learn medical skills, Sun Simiao should not refuse.

Maybe it's the little **** thinking that is causing trouble, but somehow, Zhang Xuanqing always feels that the things that come from ordinary are unstable. For example, there is a traversal, and there is a memorable sight, maybe when it will be gone. Before they disappear, something has to be learned. After all, your own is the best, and others can't steal it.

And just think about it, if he learned to see and heal patients, wouldn't his word "master" not need to be put in double quotation marks?

So, he plans to go to the library this afternoon, buy books, read books!

......

"Shennong's Materia Medica, Jin Kui Yaolu, Qianjin Fang, Wen Epidemic Theory, Acupuncture A and B Meridians, Meridian Acupuncture Point Diagram......" When Zhang Xuanqing came to the library and looked at the famous books of Chinese medicine on the shelves, he suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were very stupid, really.

Now that he has the ability to never forget, what kind of books does he buy, spending money indiscriminately!

For a whole afternoon, Zhang Xuanqing has been soaking in the library, although he can't reach the ability to turn books in novels, as long as he reads things word by word, they will be imprinted in his mind, and then slowly sorted out and memorized.

It wasn't until the library closed to drive people away that he left the library "reluctantly", and he also decided that Chinese medicine should be learned, Western medicine should also be seen, at least he must know how to deal with trauma, it was too dangerous in ancient times.

The night is vast and the lights are brilliant, and all kinds of shiny neon lights rise one by one, illuminating the whole city.

Zhang Xuanqing walked on the way home, and as he walked, he lowered his head and summarized what he had learned this afternoon. Suddenly, a familiar smell of kebabs came, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

When you look up, the scenery around you is extremely familiar, with shops on both sides, barbecue stalls on the side of the road, and ...... The owner of the barbecue stall!

Hey, isn't this the big brother who chased him that night?

Zhang Xuanqing's heart moved, if it wasn't for the eldest brother chasing him at the beginning, he wouldn't have run to that street that night, let alone meet any real fire dragons, and there was no way to talk about crossing.

As the so-called **************, do you want to "repay" the other party?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh cheaply, and the thief came up.

In front of the barbecue stall, there is not only the big brother of the stall owner, but also a few big men who gather in a circle and pestle there.

Zhang Xuanqing took advantage of people's inattention, walked around behind the stall owner's eldest brother, and patted the other party's shoulder: "Hey, big brother, look who's coming, brother, see you're coming!"

The stall owner's eldest brother was startled, turned his head suddenly, and when he saw that it was him, he couldn't help but be angry: "You kid still dare to come!"

Zhang Xuanqing smiled even more cheaply: "Big brother is right, the relationship between the two of us, who is with whom." I don't know if your business is not good today, and my brother will come to take care of your business. How's that, right?"

"That's right, sister, get out of here!" The stall owner's eldest brother was furious: Take care of the business? Is there a special person who takes care of the business and doesn't give money? He can't forget it in his life, it's the slut in front of him, who said that he is a plainclothes city manager, and he is stupid not to pull a few letters, so that the other party eats and drinks for nothing. Although he found out afterwards, a few days later, the other party came again, and he smashed the other party with a beer bottle, but in the end he let the other party run away. What kind of demon is he doing today?

At this moment, among the few people gathered in front of the barbecue stall, a big man said, "Yo, what's the matter, you two know each other?"

Zhang Xuanqing raised his eyes and glanced at it, and saw that the person who spoke was in his thirties, with big shoulders and a round waist, a shaved head, and a gold chain around his neck. The few guys who followed him were all in their twenties, thin and tall, with yellow hair...... No, look at these people are not here to eat, but to find faults.

I only heard the big man say again: "Okay, the barbecue seller, yesterday I used expired mutton to eat my brother in the hospital, and today I will let you lose some money, and dare to find someone?"

The stall owner's eldest brother's face changed, and he hurriedly apologized, bowed and bowed again: "What did the eldest brother say, this is a small business, honest business, the mutton is freshly slaughtered and skewered, do you think there is any misunderstanding here?"

"Misunderstanding?" The bald man glared, dragged a young man beside him, and pointed at him: "My brother has been straining since last night, and he can't get out of the toilet." I hung up in the hospital for a day today, and now I can just get off the kang, why did you tell me that this is called a misunderstanding?"

I saw that the young man who was dragged by the bald man had a pale face, and his steps were vain, and he really looked like he was seriously ill.

The stall owner's eldest brother frowned, and hesitated: "Big brother, this brother next to you didn't seem to come last night, right?"

"Fuck you!" The bald man slapped his hand on the table next to him, slammed it, and shouted: "Tell you, skewer, if you don't apologize to my brother today and make up for the medical expenses, I'm not done with you!" glanced at Zhang Xuanqing next to him, and snorted disdainfully: "This is the person you are looking for? Tell me, do you two want to lose money directly, or let's lose money in a fight. ”

Zhang Xuanqing: "......"

Doesn't seem to be the right time to come by yourself?

Glancing around, I don't know when, the bald brother's younger brothers have already surrounded the two of them, and the guests who had eaten before also looked lively.

Zhang Xuanqing was secretly bitter in his heart, and he couldn't wait to give the two of them a big mouth: You said you had nothing to do, it's over, it's over. Hurriedly dissociated himself from the stall owner's eldest brother: "This eldest brother, you are mistaken, I don't know this stall owner, is this the case......"

Unexpectedly, the stall owner's eldest brother stepped in front of him, blocked the bald man's gaze, and said loudly: "That's right, this big brother, I don't know him, something is coming at me!"

Just when Zhang Xuanqing was moved in his heart, the stall owner's eldest brother turned his head again and said in a low voice: "Dongzi, you go first, I'll take it, and you will come back after reporting to the police." ”

Zhang Xuanqing: "......"

Dongzi, your sister!

The stall owner seemed to keep his voice down, but it was clearly reaching the ears of the bald man.

Deliberately!

It must have been on purpose!

I was pecked by geese all day long, but I didn't expect a barbecue seller to be so witty!

My conscience is so bad......

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]