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    Xiang Yu didn't see the fire.  After eating noodles and having a showdown with Mu Yuehai about the origins and intentions of Melewen, Mu Yuehai sat there blankly for more than ten minutes without speaking, motionless like a statue.  Afterwards, Mu Yuehai came to his senses and left the Juggernaut Mansion with Xiang Yu, just missing the fire.  Mu Yuehai took Xiang Yu to a place.  Although he didn't say anything, Fatty knew that Mu Yuehai must be extremely uneasy inside at this moment, which was completely contrary to his appearance, so he didn't say anything.  The two of them are like old friends who have had a tacit understanding for many years. Wherever you go, I will accompany you; if you don¡¯t tell me, I won¡¯t ask anything.  Standing by an apricot grove on the outskirts of Qingcheng, Mu Yuehai pointed to a corner of the sea of ??tens of thousands of apricot trees and said, "That's where I met the emperor, and then I survived." Mai Zihuang, Xing'er  Ripe, it is already early summer in Qingcheng, and in half a month it will be the time to harvest apricots.  The branches of this large apricot forest are already covered with half-green and half-yellow fruits. Even on the roadside, you can smell a fresh and light fragrance, which is the unique smell of fruits that are about to ripen.  Xiang Yu took a few deep breaths and asked curiously, "There's something I don't understand. The Federation is supposed to be decades ahead of the Empire in terms of technology. Why is it that a disease that the Federation can't cure has found a cure here? Could it be that the Federation  Are all the doctors here unscrupulous and quacks who only like to take kickbacks from drug dealers?" Mu Yuehai did not answer his question, but just said, "Let's go, I will take you to see someone."  After passing through the dense fruit forest, the two came to the curved eaves. It was still in the morning and there were already many people waiting outside the antique building. Xiang Yu could tell at a glance that many of them were  There was worry on the face, but there was also a hint of joy and expectation, and there were many people who were seriously ill and weak. They were supported by relatives and friends around them or even carried on stretchers and wheelchairs. They were waiting outside the house, and from time to time they were waiting.  I tiptoed around the room and took a look. Everyone was very well-behaved and few people spoke loudly.  A rumor he had heard in his previous life suddenly popped into Xiang Yu's mind, and the fat man couldn't help but blurt out, "Dong Fengren?! Could it be that in this house is the Dong Fengren who imitated the ancients in his hometown and did not charge for treatment, and only had to plant three apricot trees?"  ? When did he come to Qingcheng? " Mu Yuehai smiled slightly and nodded, as if he had come to this place of new life, and his previous worries and worries had dissipated a lot, and his mood became brighter.  Mu Yuehai looked away from the building, turned around and asked, "Do you also know about Mr. Dong, the imperial medical saint?" The fat man suddenly realized that he had let the news slip. Dong Fengnen had already become famous seventeen or eight years ago.  , he did not charge any money to treat illnesses and save people in his hometown, as long as the people he healed planted three apricot trees in his hometown, which was quite the style of a miracle doctor in the ancient earth era. At that time, Tie Xiaotian, who was far away in Qingcheng, was busy with government affairs and  At war with the Federation, he just said casually that he was not seeking profit, and hoped that he was not seeking fame, so he didn't care about it anymore.  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:????? But I saw these 10,000 lush apricot trees on the outskirts of Qingcheng with my own eyes. It seems that more than ten years is enough for many things to change.  The fat man scratched his head, laughed twice and said, "He is so famous, but I am not deaf." Mu Yuehai did not delve into this issue, but said with emotion, "Mr. Dong mostly picks and mixes what he uses to treat diseases.  It is no longer difficult to travel between the stars, and the types of herbal medicines are far better than before. His new book "Fengren Materia Medica" contains more than 30,000 kinds of various herbal medicines. If it were placed in the ancient earth era, it would have been  He is the second Shen Nong." The fat man grinned and asked, half jokingly and half seriously, "I just want to know, if he doesn't charge a penny, does he eat apricots to fill his stomach every day?" Mu Yuehai glared angrily.  He glanced at him and said, "Ever since he came to Qingcheng after the death of Emperor Xiaotian more than ten years ago, Emperor Qing specially built this Fengren Residence for him to live in, and asked the Chief Secretary of the Imperial Capital to offer rice, grains, fruits and vegetables regularly every month. As long as Mr. Dong  After saving people for a day, you don¡¯t have to worry about firewood. Don¡¯t talk nonsense.¡± The fat man smiled winkingly and changed the topic, ¡°Then should we go in and take a look?¡± Mu Yuehai nodded, ¡°Since we are here, of course.  I want to visit Mr. Dong, but we¡¯d better go through the back door.¡± The fat man was stunned.  Isn't it right? You, a majestic swordsman of the Empire, openly jumped in line when facing a large group of old, weak and disabled soldiers waiting for medical treatment?  But the next second he realized that what Mu Yuehai was talking about was really the back door, but the back door of Fengrenju.  After entering, only one apprentice brought two cups of tea and motioned for the two of them to wait in the living room, but no one paid any attention to them.  The young apprentice didn't look at the two of them at all, and didn't recognize Mu Yuehai as the current Imperial Sword Master. However, Mu Yuehai was able to keep his composure. It was obviously not the first time he had "enjoyed" such treatment.    "This is your back door," the fat man smiled bitterly and took a sip of tea. His mouth was filled with a strange taste. It turned out to be a specially made medicinal tea. He almost spit it back into the cup. "What is this?" "Qingxin  Tea, specially prepared by Mr. Dong, is very suitable for you and me." "You brought me here just to drink this cup of tea, right?" Mu Yuehai put down the tea cup and looked around at the familiar furnishings in the living room.  Xu said, "I lived here for more than two years, and I don't know how many batches of young apprentices I have now. Although Fengrenju will not starve to death, it is by no means a place where young people can feel satisfied.  "Seeing that Mu Yuehai finally started to talk, the fat man calmed down a little, thinking that I had told you everything about Mo Lewen's plan to kill Tie Qingyao, but you brought me here without saying a word.  , can't you make the right choice in your big house, so you have to take a sip of refreshing tea and reminisce about the past?  While cursing, the puzzled fat man picked up the cup again. As soon as he took his second sip, the strange taste in his mouth no longer existed, replaced by a very faint aftertaste, and then all his limbs and bones were filled with  A wave of relief came over me.  Seeing the fat man's eyes widening and wanting to say something, Mu Yuehai nodded and said, "Some things only take a second try to understand their true meaning. Unfortunately, many of the people who came to visit me back then would never come back after one taste."  Hold the cup. This cup of tea is a pity." "You really lived here for two years?" "Well, two years, three months and seven days. I could barely move in the first two years, and I was no different from a disabled person.  "I just started to recover my body functions." The fat man frowned and asked casually, "What did you do in the last seven days, create a world?" Mu Yuehai knew that he was joking about the creation of the world in the ancient earth era.  "I found that you know a lot about those things in ancient times, but I only did one thing in those seven days." "What?" "Learning swords." Mu Yuehai softly uttered two words and turned his face to look.  Looking at Xiang Yu, he said, "Almost no one knows about this. In fact, Mr. Dong is my teacher in kendo."  The tone was high, "So you are not self-taught?" Mu Yuehai said with a smile, "How can there be anyone who knows this from birth? At least I haven't seen it yet." The fat man lowered his eyes and answered secretly in his heart, "I don't know."  Doesn¡¯t it count like me, I am reincarnated with the memories of my previous life? In a sense, I should have known it since I was born.  "Since you are his disciple, why don't you go to him directly instead of sitting here and waiting." "Don't worry, if what you said is true, it will only happen in two days," Mu Yuehai  His face became more solemn, "I have some things that I have to take care of before I can answer you what I will do." Since Mu Yuehai said so, Xiang Yu could only wait patiently with him in the apricot forest.  Unexpectedly, Dong Fengren turned out to be Mu Yuehai's swordsmanship teacher. A doctor who saved people also knew how to kill people with swordsmanship. The apprentice of the Imperial Medical Saint turned out to be the Qingcheng Sword Master. This joke was a little too outrageous something was wrong.  It's beyond Xiang Yu's expectation.  This wait lasted from morning to afternoon. The fat man who was so idle wandered around in the living room countless times, trying everything he could see and touch. The time was like putting it in the refrigerator at night.  The layer of oil soup around the leftovers has solidified into lumps.  Just when Xiang Yu couldn't stand the fact that there were just two people sitting in the huge living room, and one of them kept holding a teacup and a glass of water and drank for a long time without even farting, the door seemed to never be opened.  The door was finally pushed open, and after the little apprentice who had disappeared after pouring a cup of tea, a fourth living person appeared in the hall.  As soon as he looked up and saw that person, the fat man was stunned.
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