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- Chapter 17 Renewal
"Taoist Master, take a look at Zheng'er and the others!" Ma Xingkong hurriedly turned around and took a few steps forward to meet Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng looked cold and nodded slightly. People automatically moved out of the way. He stepped forward in two or three steps, followed closely by Ma Chunhua.
Ma Chunhua was carrying a wooden box on her waist. It was about the same size as a lunch box, but it was a box used by doctors for medical visits.
Three people in the circle were lying on stretchers. Their clothes were torn and stained with blood. All three were unconscious and looked painful and haggard.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, came to Xu Zheng and squatted down, but did not reach out.
"Taoist Master, senior brother, his hand tendons and hamstrings have been severed!" A young man said in a deep voice, gritting his teeth, and the voice came out from between his teeth.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly, put his palm on Xu Zheng's chest, then raised his head, frowned and said to Ma Chunhua: "Get the jasper ointmentopen the wound again and apply jasper ointment."
"Master" Ma Chunhua bit her red lips with tears in her eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his brows, lowered his face, and hummed: "Why are you crying?! You can't die, so you just have to suffer a little!"
Ma Chunhua was startled and said hurriedly: "Senior brother, is it okay?!"
"It's really useless!" Xiao Yuesheng glared at her angrily: "If you delay any longer, you won't be able to tell!"
"Yes, I will do it right away!" Ma Chunhua wiped away her tears, squatted down, and opened the wooden box. Inside were rows of porcelain bottles.
She slid her slender index finger over a row of porcelain bottles one after another, and finally stopped on a jade-colored porcelain bottle in the middle. She took it out to look at it and nodded.
Ma Xingkong looked at the effort and hurriedly interjected: "Taoist Master, is Zheng'er okay?"
"Xiao Yuesheng nodded, put his hand on the other person's chest, and said in a calm voice: "The tendons in my hand and hamstring were picked, and the blood flowed a little more, it's nothing serious."
??The people beside him smiled bitterly. Such a serious injury was treated lightly by the Taoist priest, as if it was no big deal.
But they knew how serious the injury was. The wrists and ankles were connected to arteries. Once they were cut open, the bleeding would often not be stopped. Just bleeding could kill someone.
The three people all fell into coma and never woke up. For three days and three nights, they did not dare to stay. Finally, they rushed back, but they did not know whether the three of them were alive or dead.
At this time, in Taoist Guanlan¡¯s mouth, it didn¡¯t seem like a serious injury!
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" A scream suddenly sounded. Xu Zheng suddenly jumped and wanted to turn over. Ma Chunhua pressed his shoulder with her left hand, stopping him and lying down again.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s right hand lightly scratched his left wrist, causing Xu Zheng to scream again, so shrill and shrill that everyone around him felt terrified.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s slender index finger made a light stroke, but it was better than a sharp sword. In one stroke, Xu Zheng¡¯s hand tendon was opened again.
Although the hand tendons are not as easy to heal as flesh and blood, they improved slightly after three days and three nights, and were barely able to hold themselves together. Now that they are opened again, the pain is no different than before.
Ma Chunhua sighed softly: "Senior brother, just be patient and you will be fine after taking the medicine!"
Xu Zheng turned to look at her and nodded vigorously. The veins on his temples and neck stood out like strips of earthworms, which were sinister and scary.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s movements were clean and neat, ignoring the surge of blood. She held the jade-colored porcelain bottle in her left hand and tapped it with her fingers. With a ¡°wave¡± sound, the stopper jumped up and a burst of fragrance suddenly overflowed and penetrated everyone¡¯s nostrils.
"It smells so good!" someone praised, sniffing greedily.
Ma Chunhua stretched out her right hand, put her index finger in and picked out a ball of ointment on her fingernail, which was delicate and green. It made people want to swallow it in one gulp.
Wipe gently at the wound, the blood stopped suddenly, and no longer surged. Everyone couldn't help but widened his eyes. I didn't expect that this cream was so effective.
Xiao Yuesheng raised his head and glanced at everyone with his cold eyes. He could see their expressions but pretended not to see them.
Everyone sighed and marveled at the fact that no blood was flowing out at all.
Xu Zheng was breathing heavily and grunting, his whole body was tense, his teeth were chattering, his face was filled with hideous pain, and veins were popping up on his head and neck.
Ma Chunhua was picking his hamstring, and then lightly applied a layer of jasper ointment to stop the bleeding.
Xu Zheng stopped screaming and gritted his teeth to endure it. When Ma Chunhua finished taking the medicine, he was sweating profusely and slumped on the stretcher, unable to move, and could only breathe heavily.
He clapped his hands and stood up. Ma Chunhua¡¯s white jade-like hands were covered with blood and said, ¡°Master, it¡¯s done!¡±
"Well, the same is true for the two of them." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and pointed at the other two unconscious people.
"Yes!" Ma Chunhua agreed happily.
Although she feels that applying medicine is troublesome and a little dirty, she feels fulfilled and happy when she can cure diseases and save people.
The other two people were in a similar situation to Xu Zheng just now. They suffered from broken tendons again, but they were not as tough as Xu Zheng. They screamed loudly and shrilly, and their voices could be heard ten miles away.
Soon, the two of them finished taking the medicine. Ma Chunhua took the towel handed by Ma Xingkong, carefully wiped the jade-colored porcelain bottle, and put it in her arms, regardless of the blood on her hands.
"Master, I'm going to wash my hands!" she said cheerfully as she put away the porcelain bottle.
"Go!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, turned to Ma Xingkong and said, "Chief escort, they are not seriously injured. They can rest for a month and they will be back to normal."
"Thank you, Taoist Master!" Ma Xingkong bowed his head heavily and bent down.
He knows the seriousness of a broken tendon. If the hand tendon is cut, it is like having your martial arts skills disabled. No matter how good your medical skills are, it will be difficult to repair it and restore it to the original state.
"Taoist Priest, can they?" Ma Xingkong asked hesitantly, looking worriedly at the three people lying on the ground.
They were breathing heavily, but they were conscious. After hearing this, they immediately looked at Xiao Yuesheng with nervous expressions on their faces.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and said calmly: "Well, if you can recover, your muscles and bones will be slightly better than before."
"Really?!" Ma Xingkong was overjoyed.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "I'll tell you later. Farewell!"
After saying that, he retreated, took two steps, and disappeared at the door of the hall.
Xu Zheng¡¯s courtyard
In the morning, the sun is shining brightly.
Xu Zheng was sitting on a deck chair under the eaves, half lying and half sitting, surrounded by sunlight.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was dozing off, and the expression on his face seemed to be both enjoyment and pain, which was quite strange.
Ma Xingkong opened the door and stepped in. He was dressed in smart clothes and had a solemn expression. Although he was small and thin, he was not angry or intimidating.
"Master" Xu Zheng opened his eyes and wanted to sit up.
Ma Xingkong waved his hand, quickened his pace, came to him, and pressed his shoulder: "Okay, there's no need to get up."
He took a mat from the house, sat on it, and asked in a friendly voice: "Zheng'er, how is your injury?"
Xu Zheng said: "It feels numb and painful, very weird."
Ma Xingkong nodded and smiled: "Well, this is a good thing. It seems that the tendons are growing together."
He added: "Zheng'er, don't worry, the Taoist priest never lies. Since he said he could reply, it must be true."
"Yes, my disciple believes it too." Xu Zheng forced a smile and lowered his head.
Ma Xingkong looked him over, sighed, turned his head, and looked at the clear blue sky.
Xu Zheng raised his head and asked: "Master, what happened?"
Ma Xingkong shook his head and said, "Zheng'er, did it happen in Qingfeng Village?"
"Yes." Xu Zheng lowered his head, his face flushed.
"Didn't I say that you should give in and you can't just follow your own temper?" Ma Xingkong frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Master, they bullied people too much!" Xu Zheng raised his head and hummed proudly.
"Oh¡ª¡ª?" Ma Xingkong raised his eyebrows and asked, "How much money do you want?"
Xu Zheng said angrily: "Two out of three!"
"Why so many?" Ma Xingkong asked puzzledly.
"Hmph, they said that if you were the escort, master, they would give you face and only take half. But without you, they would take two of the three!" Xu Zheng replied angrily, his face turned red, angry and angry. It's self-ashamed.
"So you started fighting with them?" Ma Xingkong's face darkened.
Xu Zheng nodded heavily: "Yes!Master, if it's half, I can bear it, but it's two out of threeour escorts are accompanying you too much this time!"
Ma Xingkong slapped his thigh and hummed with a sullen face: "It's too much to bully others! It's too much to bully others!"
"Master, it's all my fault for my disciple's incompetence and lack of martial arts!" Xu Zheng lowered his head, feeling powerless.
Ma Xingkong waved his hand and sighed: "Forget it, even the clay figures have three fire naturesThey are like this, deliberately trying to get in trouble with our escort agency!"
He sighed deeply, stood up, walked down the steps, and walked around with his hands behind his hands, as if he had something difficult to decide.
Xu Zheng thought he was angry and blamed himself. He was so poor in martial arts that it was so unfilial to make his master so upset!
After a while, Ma Xingkong stopped and turned to look at Xu Zheng.
Xu Zheng was confused and felt that Master had a different vision, so he hurriedly said: "Master?"
??"Zheng'er, I want you to join the Taoist priest Guanlan!" Ma Xingkong said slowly, with a solemn expression.
"It won't work!" Xu Zheng immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Master, this won't work. I am your disciple and I will not switch to another school!"
"Silly thing, if you join the Taoist priest, you are no longer my disciple?" Ma Xingkong scolded with a smile, but he was happy in his heart.
Xu Zheng shouted anxiously: "Master, I just want to practice my martial arts well and never switch to others!"
"Zheng'er, every mountain is higher than the mountain. Even your junior sister can't match my master's martial arts." Ma Xingkong lowered his face, shook his head and sighed: "This is what she has learned for a year, Guanlan His martial arts skills are average!"
Xu Zheng remained silent. It was indeed true. Junior sister's martial arts were so powerful that he couldn't catch up with him. Even if he practiced hard, he might not be able to catch up in his lifetime!
Thinking of this, he felt sad.
Ma Xingkong glared at him and snorted: "Besides, you silly boy, if you want to become a disciple, the Taoist Master may not accept you!"
"Master, I will not accept him as my teacher!" Xu Zheng shook his head, his face full of stubbornness.
Ma Xingkong scolded: "You bastard! Don't you want to practice martial arts well and avoid today's shame?!"
Xu Zheng said: "I will practice hard and I will definitely take revenge!"
Ma Xingkong shook his head and sighed: "Zheng'er, to be honest, your qualifications are slightly inferior to those of my master. If you practice kung fu with me, you practice with all your strength, and you can stand up to the sky. It is just as different from my master's martial arts. Not much higher!"
"Master" Xu Zheng looked at him blankly.
"Even if you practice for a lifetime, it's still not as good as Chunhua's practice for a year!" Ma Xingkong said with a bitter smile.
Xu Zheng remained silent. He also vaguely knew this, but he just didn't think about it. He avoided this idea and practiced hard.
Ma Xingkong hummed in a deep voice: "You will become my master, and even if you practice for a lifetime, you still won't be able to deal with the Three Musketeers of Qingfeng!"
Ma Xingkong added: "Now, you have a huge opportunity in front of you. If you let it go, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"
He asked loudly: "Zheng'er, do you want to keep the spring flowers on your head, do you want to be looked down upon, and let the mermaid be your flesh?!"
"I don't want to!" Xu Zheng shook his head, gritted his teeth, and breathed harder and harder.
The original scene flashed before his eyes, in which he was teased by the three swords of Qingfeng, and his hand tendons and hamstrings were severed one by one. Their wild laughter and contemptuous eyes clearly emerged.
Ma Xingkong clapped his hands, nodded and said solemnly: "Okay! If you don't want to, you have to become the disciple of Guanlan Taoist Master!"
Xu Zheng¡¯s breathing slowly subsided. After thinking for a long time, he nodded slowly: "Yes, Master!"
Ma Xingkong nodded and smiled.
The midday sun shines on Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s small courtyard, the green bamboos are rustling, and it is quiet and quiet.
In the small pavilion in front of the bamboo forest, Xiao Yuesheng sat in front of the railing, upright, shaking his head slightly: "Chief escort, I am very busy and do not accept disciples."
Ma Xingkong sat opposite, with a smiling face.
He poured a cup of tea, handed it to him with both hands, and said sincerely: "Taoist Master, Zheng'er has lost his parents since he was a child, and he is all alone Fortunately, he was adopted by me, but I am old and have little talent and poor martial arts, which really delayed him. ."
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him and just shook his head, his expression cold and unmoved.
Ma Chunhua stood aside, her bright eyes moving constantly, secretly anxious, her red lips twitching, wanting to speak.
But as soon as she met her master's cold gaze, she immediately shrank and swallowed her words before she could say anything.
According to Xiao Yuesheng's temperament, he is really too lazy to accept disciples, so as not to worry about it and hinder his enlightenment. The more worldly things involve, the more distractions he will have to think about.
"But one person wants to do everything by himself, and wants to save himself a lot of trouble, so he recruits a female disciple who will be well-behaved and sensible, and handle trivial matters.
Having one Ma Chunhua is enough, I won¡¯t ask for trouble, no matter how much trouble I have.
He picked up the tea cup and said calmly: "Chunhua, send me the chief escort for me!"
After saying that, he stood up and left, taking one step out. Ma Xingkong's eyes were dazzled. He appeared at the door and stepped in. With a "bang", the door slowly closed. - 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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