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Episode 4 The Meeting of the Eight Prefectures Chapter 160

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    Looking at the old man who was half lying on the couch, tortured by the disease like dry wood, Li Tu stood quietly and felt a little emotional in his heart.  Moreover, that mighty aura was suppressed in the chest and could not be swallowed up, unable to blend with the awe-inspiring aura between heaven and earth, and unable to truly nourish the body.  At this time, for him, it has become a burden, like a suffocation that has been suppressed for many years stuck in his chest, unable to be released, making the blockage extremely uncomfortable and making the condition more serious.  At this time, the blood energy in the old man's body is already very weak, it seems that it has been exhausted, and his vitality is about to end; if it continues like this, he may not be able to live for two or three months.  Now, along the way, Li Tu had more or less heard about Zhang Zai's deeds from Wei Zizheng, three scholars and others. He was able to put aside his world-famous reputation and the stable life in the imperial capital.  This mountain place is secluded.  Moreover, it is not that one person is alone, but he recruits many disciples to teach, preaches and solves doubts, and has a tenacious and noble temperament Such a Confucian scholar is worthy of respect from others.  "If he lived in the Seven Kingdoms of Yanyun, he would definitely be a figure comparable to the civil and military princes of Taixue Palace, but it is a pity.  He doesn¡¯t know the real method of nourishing Qi, nor does he know how to open up the world in his chest, but he can cultivate a mighty Qi in his chest, and his righteousness makes ghosts and gods retreat.  This explains everything Now, he is terminally ill, his life is about to expire, and ordinary medicines in the world can no longer work.  Thinking of this, Li Tu sighed slightly. Although he had obtained a lot of amazing pharmacological knowledge from Yunmeng Mountain, he had never systematically studied medical skills at all.  Even though he had memorized it completely, he didn't know anything about medicine.  Although there are many rare medicinal materials in the world in his "Book of Fate", they can replenish blood and energy.  Continue its vitality.  But for Zhang Zai, who was already terminally ill, it didn't work at all.  If you take supplements rashly, it will become poison and may even kill your vitality.  The taciturn middle-aged man who had been following behind him heard what Wei Zizheng said.  He immediately took off the chessboard and two bamboo chess sets from his back and placed them separately on a stone table in the cave.  "Zizheng, we haven't practiced for two years, and now it's time to relieve our addictioncough, cough" Zhang Zai smiled at Wei Zizheng, but he didn't finish his sentence.  He coughed suddenly again, his face seemed a little painful, and he coughed up a lot of blood.  His body, which was as dry as firewood, looked even weaker at this time.  Seeing this situation, the several disciples who had been surrounding them couldn't help but become anxious.  He repeatedly advised the teacher to take a rest.  "Brother Zhang, you'd better rest for a while. Don't be in a hurry to play chess. I will stay for a long time this time. There is plenty of time." Wei Zizheng said anxiously, extremely worried about Zhang Zai's health. At this time, he had forgotten  Li Tu et al.  "It's okay. This is just an old illness for many years. Just cough and it will be fine. After coughing, it will feel smooth and comfortable." Zhang Zai waved his hand to the disciple beside him and smiled reluctantly.  "Oh, okay!" Wei Zizheng sighed helplessly.  "Teacher, the medicine is here." At this time, a middle-aged man with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, hurriedly walked in with a bowl of medicine soup in his hand. This man was probably in his thirties and was dressed in scholar's attire.  .  Appear mature and calm.  "Da Lang, this medicine is no longer useful to the teacher. There is not much difference whether you drink it or not." Zhang Zai said with a smile as he looked at the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had been drinking the black and white medicine for many years.  The unpleasant smell of the medicinal soup made me feel a little nauseous.  "Teacher. Although I also know that this medicine has no effect, it can reduce some of your pain." The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said with a calm expression on his face as he looked at the dark medicinal soup in the bowl.  I have been with the teacher for many years, so I naturally know the disease best, and what the teacher told me is also true.  "Since this medicinal soup has no medicinal effect, there is no need to drink it. Drinking too much will turn into poison." At this time, Li Tu said. Although he did not understand medicine and could not cure Zhang Zai, he did know some pharmacology.  And he also thought of a way to help Zhang Zai.  Seeing someone talking, several disciples surrounding Zhang Zai couldn't help but look at Li Tu. They saw this man dressed in clean white clothes and carrying a guqin. He looked majestic and outstanding.  Although they glanced at Wei Zizheng casually when he came in just now, their attention was all on the teacher and they didn't pay much attention.  "What are you talking about? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense." At this time, a young man said displeasedly.  "Erlang, don't be rude." Zhang Zai said. Although he opened his eyes wide, he only saw a blurry figure in white, and his appearance could not be clearly seen.  However, I felt this young man's body?It exuded a unique atmosphere, I couldn't help but like it very much, and a smile appeared on my face.  Over the years, not only have I suffered from lung disease, but my eye disease has also become more and more serious, and I can no longer see clearly.  "Yes, Brother Zhang, let me introduce to you. This is Ziwei, a close friend I met on the road. He is a strange man. Although he is young, his talents and learning are not as good as mine. For  His understanding of Confucianism is very profound and enlightening. Even with his chess skills, even I am no match for him. Today's young people are really formidable." Wei Zizheng sighed.  When everyone heard what Wei Zizheng said, they couldn't help but be shocked. They looked at Li Tu repeatedly. Zhang Zai even asked aloud: "Zizheng, are you not even his opponent?" Wei Zizheng nodded and said, "That's right.  "Zi Wei's chess skills have far surpassed mine." "Haha, I can't believe that, Zi Zheng, you have dominated the chess world for nearly ten years, and you finally meet your opponent. You don't have to give up any more stones when playing against others." Zhang Zai smiled happily.  He smiled and seemed to believe what Wei Zizheng said.  "Teacher, he is the piano saint that Xiao Rui mentioned at the beginning. Playing the piano can make hundreds of birds come to court and fish play in the water." At this time, Sima Rui said aloud, and the unforgettable scene appeared in his mind again.  "What?" Zhang Zai was surprised, and then his eyes widened, trying to see Li Tu's face clearly, "Can hundreds of birds really come to court in this world?" Wei Zizheng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard what Sima Rui said.  When he got up, although he had guessed that Li Tu's piano skills were good, it was a bit fantasy and hard to believe that he could make hundreds of birds come to court and fish play in the water.  "However, there is a record in the ancient book about the coming of hundreds of birds, but no one has been able to do it.  So he asked aloud: "Ziwei, is this really the case?" Realizing that everyone was staring at him, Li Tu smiled and said, "This is okay, but it's nothing." Everyone heard Li Tu say this.  , I couldn't help being surprised again, still a little hard to believe.  "Zhang Gong, Wei Gong, what my teacher said is of course the truth. This is what Xiaoxiao saw with his own eyes." At this time, Su Xiaoxiao spoke up, with a hint of pride in his eyes.  When everyone heard that the handsome young man in front of them called Li Tu his teacher, they were surprised. They didn't expect that Li Tu would accept a disciple at such a young age, and they couldn't help but feel that they were mistaken for others.  After Sima Rui glanced at Su Xiaoxiao for a few times, he roughly recognized who the other person was, but he had no such idea in his mind, because he had really seen Li Tu's piano skills, so he naturally knew how good he was.  Li Tu took two steps forward and bowed to Zhang Zai. He was silent for a moment and said: "Mr. Zhang, your illness the ordinary medicines in the world are no longer effective. Now there are only two or three months left."  "What did you say?" Several disciples around Zhang Zai shouted angrily, not expecting Li Tu to say such a thing suddenly.  "Li Tu is telling the truth. Mr. Zhang is seriously ill, and all the blood in his body has been exhausted, and his life is about to run out." Li Tu was silent for a moment, and finally explained Zhang Zai's condition to everyone, and then started to implement it.  own method.  Although Zhang Zai¡¯s disciples all knew that what Li Tu said should be the truth, they felt very uncomfortable and did not give him a good look. They all looked at Li Tu angrily.  Zhang Zai knew his condition very well, so he didn't care. He just smiled, then sighed and asked, "Is it really only two or three months?" Li Tu nodded silently.  "You are talking nonsense" Another disciple pointed at Li Tu and shouted angrily, and then said hurriedly to Zhang Zai: "Teacher, don't believe what he says. He doesn't understand medical skills at all, he is just talking nonsense." "  What a pityisn't the teacher still clear about the teacher's situation? What Ziwei said should be the truth" Zhang Zai sighed, looking a little lonely, then seemed to think about it again, and then smiled and said to Li Tu: "  Listening to what Zizheng said, your chess skills have surpassed his. I really want to see how Zi Zheng is defeated. Over the years, he has always relied on his superb chess skills to bully me many times and insist on giving me three pieces.  ¡­¡± Li Tu just smiled and listened quietly. At this time, Wei Zizheng felt embarrassed. He had never made a move deliberately to make others worse.  "Ziwei, is it true that hundreds of birds come to court? This is just a record in ancient books" Zhang Zai asked.  Li Tu nodded and said, "It's not difficult for hundreds of birds to come to court, as long as your piano skills reach a certain level." "I hope I can listen to it once, is that okay?" Zhang Zai asked softly.  "Of course you can." Li Tu smiled.  ¡°It¡¯s just a pity that after two or three months, I won¡¯t be able to teach them anymore.¡± Zhang Zai sighed.    "Teacher, you will be fine" Several disciples around him couldn't help but sob, looking a little sad, while the middle-aged man called Dalang frowned and looked at  Li Tu.  "Mr. Zhang, although the common medicines in the world are ineffective for your condition, it doesn't mean that there are no ways." Li Tu smiled and said.  "Zizheng, do you have a way to cure Brother Zhang's illness?" Wei Zizheng asked with some surprise and excitement.  "There is a way." Li Tu nodded.  ¡­(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)
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