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- "Don't look at me like that. Can you deny it?" The old monk seemed to be able to see through Yang Zongbao's heart and kept staring at him, as if he wanted to force out Yang Zongbao's true thoughts.
When Yang Zongbao was asked by the old monk, his heart shook violently, and he reflected on whether he was serious and had no selfish motives at all.
The old monk was not in a hurry at all and was waiting for Yang Zongbao to give him the answer.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Yang Zongbao finally stopped avoiding the old monk¡¯s gaze.
Looking at each other, the old monk sighed: "You are a person with great love."
"I'm also very selfish. So I can't say whether what you did is right or wrong, but"
"Stop talking, I know. Everyone has his own ambitions. If I didn't know your personality, I wouldn't have worked on you since you were born." The old monk talked in a leisurely way, as if everything was under his control. Under control: "As you can see, this is a medicine warehouse. The medicinal materials here include ordinary medicines and legendary treasures. If they are made public, the whole world will be shocked. Look, you will see There is a jade essence in the medicine cabinet on the first floor. According to Chinese custom, the more it is placed, the more precious it is. Look at the hundreds of drawers on it. What do you think they are? "
The old monk¡¯s words were tempting, just to see Yang Zongbao¡¯s reaction.
"Um."
Unexpectedly, Yang Zongbao just responded lightly.
"Don't you want to try it yourself and try the magic of traditional Chinese medicine?" the old monk asked.
"No" Yang Zongbao tried very hard to restrain his impulse to agree immediately: "These things are a waste in my hands, but they can be of real use in the hands of real Chinese medicine practitioners. "
"Why can't you practice Chinese medicine?" the old monk asked strangely.
"Skills have specializations. After all, these materials are limited, and the people who can use them are also limited, so I am willing to engage in research and work that may improve human medical conditions on a large scale." Yang Zongbao knew very well: there are some things It's not just what you wish for. Sometimes you have to learn to choose.
"Okay. I hope you can change your mind one day." Seeing that Yang Zongbao had no intention of compromise, the old monk knew that he couldn't force it, so he could only give up temporarily.
"But" Yang Zongbao suddenly lengthened his voice and looked at the old monk's broken leg, and said meaningfully: "Isn't the price for you too high?"
"It's okay. I should have this calamity in my life." The old monk was very relaxed.
"Fatalism" Yang Zongbao was attracted by the alchemy furnace on the stage and walked over.
Seeing that Yang Zongbao was interested in the alchemy furnace, the old monk was eager to tell him everything: "This is the alchemy furnace. You know that traditional Chinese medicine mainly takes medicine, so the ancients liked to make elixirs and seal them in wax pills for easy storage."
"Yeah." Yang Zongbao agreed casually and walked around the alchemy furnace: "How did you discover this place?"
"It's a coincidence. In my early fortune-telling years, someone else used a map as a fortune teller, so I found this place by accident." The old monk now has endless words to say about Yang Zongbao's knowledge.
"Yang Zongbao's study seems to be somewhat similar to the gossip on the way we came here, as well as the gears we started coming in" Yang Zongbao seemed to connect everything.
"Not bad." The old monk glanced at Yang Zongbao appreciatively: "I got inspiration for some of the facilities here. The effect seems to be very good."
"Yeah." Yang Zongbao said nothing and carefully studied the Bagua Stove: "Have you ever used this?"
"No." The old monk said regretfully: "This stove uses ground fire. And I haven't found a way to control it yet."
Suddenly, Yang Zongbao felt that there were some little people on the back of the stove, with different shapes, and the more he looked at them, the more familiar they became. They were exactly the same as the boxing techniques the old monk gave him: "Thisthis"
"Yes, this is the "Yi Jin Jing" I gave you."
Finally, Yang Zongbao learned what the boxing technique the old monk gave him was. It turned out to be from the "Yi Jin Jing": "Chinese people are really amazing."
"Of course. In ancient times, China was indeed full of talented people. But now many traditional Chinese people have abandoned it. They resorted to militarism and abandoned culture. As a result, we finally fell behind the West." The old monk also lamented.
"Do you know who built this?" Yang Zongbao was curious about the owner of this cave.
"I don't know either. You can answer this later." The old monk looked at his watch. Seeing that it was getting late, he reminded Yang Zongbao, "Let's go back. You can come as you like in the future."
"Yeah." Even though I was still interested in the old monk,Feeling angry, Yang Zongbao still carried him on his back and asked, "Go back the same way?"
"Um."
After getting the answer, Yang Zongbao decisively carried the old monk on his back. It had been several hours since he came down. If he didn't go back, his secret would be revealed.
He was cautious when he came, but when he returned, because he knew there was no danger, Yang Zongbao quickened his pace
"You are back?" Yang Fenghuang had been guarding the wellhead as she said.
"Has anyone noticed it?" Yang Zongbao asked as he pushed the old monk out of the well.
"No, it's very quiet tonight." Yang Fenghuang also found it strange that everyone seemed to be sleeping soundly at night.
"MasterMasterWhat's wrong with you?" Yang Fenghuang was also frightened by the old monk's injuries.
"It's okay, I'll take him to the hospital." Yang Zongbao carried the old monk on his back and was about to walk out.
"No need, someone will come pick me up."
As soon as the old monk finished speaking, Yang Zongbao felt his hands were empty. He looked down and saw that the old monk was no longer in his arms. Instead, an ordinary middle-aged man appeared in front of him, and the old monk was already in his arms.
"You can take care of yourself." After the old monk finished speaking, the middle-aged man quickly disappeared.
"Zongbao, where did you and the old man go?" The old monk was not present. Yang Fenghuang's pressure suddenly eased, and his language function began to return to normal.
"Don't ask." Yang Zongbao chose to keep it a secret.
"Go back to the house and change your clothes." Yang Fenghuang was a smart man. Sensing how much Yang Zongbao was hiding, he didn't press him, so instead he urged him to change out of his wet clothes.
"Um."
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After entering the house, Yang Zongbao had just changed his clothes when there was a knock on the bedroom door. After opening the door, Ouyang Liang rushed in, dragging Yang Zongbao and running out: "Hurry up, hurry up"
Yang Zongbao was dragged so hard that he almost fell: "What's going on?"
¡°I don¡¯t know how to explain it, go and see it yourself.¡± Ouyang Liang¡¯s tone was urgent.
Yang Zongbao knew something was going on, and quickly adjusted his pace to keep up with Ouyang Liang, not letting him drag him away.
Ouyang Liang was also happy and relaxed.
Soon Yang Zongbao was brought to an abandoned experimental building.
The front of the laboratory building has been blocked off, and the bearded man and Peng Yu, who gave Yang Zongbao a headache, are also there.
"Come here quickly." The bearded man now felt a little uncomfortable with Yang Zongbao.
"What's going on?" Yang Zongbao walked up to the bearded man and asked.
"For some reason, a group of students suddenly went crazy and started to harm themselves." Peng Yu said first.
Yang Zongbao glanced at Peng Yu. The previous contacts made Yang Zongbao feel that Peng Yu was a very pretentious citizen, but on such an occasion today, he would call him Peng Yu, which made Yang Zongbao look at him with admiration.
"I'm in charge, let's go up and have a look first." The bearded man went up the stairs impatiently.
Yang Zongbao followed.
As soon as he entered the experimental building, Yang Zongbao heard all kinds of screams, all kinds of crazy.
After going up to the second floor, there was only a narrow iron door in front of you, and a soldier was guarding it.
"Chief" The soldier saw the bearded man and gave a military salute.
"Open the door." The bearded man ordered.
"Yes." The soldier quickly carried out the order.
Yang Zongbao and the other three walked in.
The inside was worse than imagined. The narrow corridor had no windows, and there were separate rooms on one side. The door to the room is also welded with iron railings. There are now people locked in each of **'s rooms.
"This used to be a laboratory for studying mental illness." Peng Yu took the initiative to explain to Yang Zongbao why the room was like this.
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Because of the arrival of Yang Zongbao and the others, the prisoners in the room became excited. They came to the iron railings one after another, roared at Yang Zongbao and the others, and shook the railings vigorously, hoping to rush out.
Yang Zongbao walked into one of the rooms.
The person detained inside is a male student. When the male student saw Yang Zongbao approaching him, he stretched out his hands from the railing to grab Yang Zongbao. Because he roared with his mouth open for a long time, the male student's saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth. And he didn't realize it.
"He" Yang Zongbao thought about it carefully and felt that he looked familiar.
"What's the matter? Do you know him?" Big Beard found clues in Yang Zongbao's words.
"It doesn't count as acquaintance. Do you remember the pack of blue crystals I gave you last time?" Yang Zongbao asked.
"Um,Someone has been sent to investigate, but there is no result yet. "The bearded man nodded, remembering such a thing.
"Didn't I say that a few students stayed behind after they escaped?" Yang Zongbao finally knew why this boy looked familiar: "The one leading the group seems to be this student."
"Really?" The bearded man suddenly asked loudly, the voice was so loud that even the roaring boy was frightened and paused.
"Although my vision is blurry at night, I am 80% sure." Yang Zongbao said 80% means 100%.
"I know. Then maybe it's because of the blue crystals that caused them to look like they are now?" The bearded man also thought very quickly.
"It's possible. I know that some drugs can cause neurological disorders in users." Peng Yu said.
"Can you judge them now?" The bearded man asked.
"Try your best." Yang Zongbao can't guarantee it, after all, everything is just speculation.
"You go to the room at the end of the corridor. I will send someone to get a patient for you in a moment." After the bearded man finished speaking, he left immediately. Yang Zongbao and Peng Yu were left to continue walking forward.
"You don't look good." Peng Yu noticed from behind Yang Zongbao that his face was a little pale.
"I didn't sleep well." Yang Zongbao didn't want to talk more. Because the atmosphere here was almost depressing him to death, he wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.
Seeing Yang Zongbao walking faster and faster, Peng Yu behind him suddenly curled up his mouth
There is indeed a room at the end of the corridor. But it was an electric shock chamber. People who are familiar with psychiatric treatment will know that electric shock is also a method of treatment, but it is almost abandoned in modern times because of its cruelty.
As soon as Yang Zongbao entered the room, he discovered the electric shock bed in the center of the room. The handcuffs and shackles were rusty, and the leather mattress had several big holes chewed by rats, revealing the yellowed sponge inside
"Dean Yang, you look really bad." Peng Yu smiled sinisterly.
"It's okay." Yang Zongbao walked to the side of the room, as far away from the bed as possible. The impression he had when he was a child was so profound that it was difficult for him to forget it. The yellowing walls, the peeling green wall paint, the tough-minded nurses, the way the patient was dragged away frothing at the mouth after being treated all of this came to Yang Zongbao's mind at this moment. Memories that were thought to be forgotten will suddenly become clear at special moments.
Peng Yu wanted to further "care" about Yang Zongbao, but the door was pushed open and a boy was brought in.
¡°What should I do with this person?¡± asked the soldier who was transporting the patient.
"Tie to the bed." Peng Yu said casually.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s heart skipped a beat, but he didn¡¯t object. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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