Zhao Xun stayed in the chessboard world for several hours, trying for a long time but unable to get out.
He searched everywhere but couldn't find the legendary portal.
Damn, the novels are all lies.
He was a little anxious for a moment.
Good guy, it was easy when he came in. He entered the chessboard in a flash of golden light.
But how to get out?
This can't be a one-way channel, right?
In desperation, Zhao Xun had to go to the stream again to look for the old man.
Fortunately, the old man did not leave. Zhao Xun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Old sir, how should I leave this chessboard world?"
"You can only see that it lasts for thousands of years at a glance, but three years can only last for a short time. Even drunkenness makes you depressed, and you have no regrets when you make a move."
The old man said calmly.
Zhao Xun quickly wrote down this poem.
Although the poem chanted by the old man cannot be compared with those famous poems, and it does not even rhyme in a complete sense, it has a profound meaning and contains hidden mysteries.
Zhao Xun tried to recite it again, and saw a golden light all around him, and a halo shone on him.
Drawing the ground as a prison, Zhao Xun was instantly sucked up by a strong suction force and flew towards the sky.
Hearing a bang, Zhao Xun seemed to have been hit by something, and then began to fall rapidly again.
Damn it, could he have fallen and died?
If that were the case, he would probably be the most miserable time traveler to die.
Zhao Xun prayed silently in his heart. Although he was a practitioner, all spells seemed to be ineffective at this moment. His body could not help but curl up into a ball.
Not long after, only a muffled sound was heard, and Zhao Xun fell to the ground.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in a room in another courtyard, holding the book "The Universe in the Scale" in his hand.
Damn it!
At this moment, Zhao Xun was extremely shocked.
He quickly checked the water leak and found that there was no obvious change in the degree.
This is exactly consistent with what the old man said.
The old man said that a year on the chessboard is equal to a day outside the chessboard.
Calculated according to this time ratio, how many hours did he stay on the chessboard? When converted outside the chessboard, it actually didn't take long, probably only a few dozen breaths of time?
Zhao Xun felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. He had become a master of time management. The world inside the chessboard was a refuge and a container.
If you encounter danger, just escape to the chessboard.
And the chessboard is hidden in the book "The Universe in the Scale", which can be said to be very hidden.
How could ordinary people find out?
Zhao Xun has now mastered the method of entry and exit.
To enter the world of chessboards, you only need to open the book "The Universe in the Scale" and stare at the chessboard on the title page.
To figure it out, just read the poem the old man told him.
Zhao Xun tried it again and felt relieved after finding that there was indeed no problem.
I never thought that the great player Nangong Chu would have such a treasure. He is really the destined person for "The Universe in the Scale".
He didn't plan to tell anyone about this. This was Zhao Xun's last resort to save his life.
If you encounter someone you can't beat, why can't you hide if you can't win?
As for the many other wonderful features of this chessboard space, Zhao Xunda can slowly explore them.
Anyway, time in the chessboard world is not valuable, you can squander it as you please.
Is time management difficult?
No, Zhao Xun is the real time management master, everyone else is so low!
Satisfied, Zhao Xun was about to go to have dinner, but as soon as he left the house, he saw the sixth senior brother walking over in a hurry.
Seeing the Sixth Senior Brother's expression as pale as dirt, Zhao Xun quickly asked with concern: "Sixth Senior Brother, what happened?"
"Junior brother, it's the third senior brother. The third senior brother suddenly fell ill."
Third senior brother? Fell ill?
Where is this going?
The third senior brother has always been a very powerful being in Zhao Xun's mind. Although he is not as good as the top bosses such as Shan Zhang and Yuan Tiangang, he is still an absolute powerhouse in the second level.
Practitioners can also get sick, and do they fall ill directly?
Zhao Xun felt a little weird.
But no matter what, Sixth Senior Brother said so, he should go and have a look.
"Sixth Senior Brother, don't be impatient. Let's go take a look before we talk."
After saying that, Zhao Xun took the lead and ran towards the room where the third senior brother was.
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Long Qingquan was lying on the bed at the moment, his face was yellow and his lips were pale.
Xu Rong, his tenth junior brother, served him tea and water and served him carefully.
Although Xu Rongren is a bit naive, he is still meticulous and serious in doing things.
Although he didn't know why the third senior brother suddenly fell ill, he still took good care of him.
Xu Rong was about to change Long Qingquan's handkerchief and apply hot compress when he heard a rush of footsteps.
Turning around to look, I saw Junior Brother Zhao Xun and Sixth Senior Brother Lu Guangdou coming.
"Sixth Senior Brother, Junior Brother. You are finally here."
Although Xu Rong is a bit naive, he also knows that the third senior brother is seriously ill this time. If he is not treated in time, his life may be in danger.
"Tenth Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, what happened here? Sixth Senior Brother and I only went out for half a day, why did Third Senior Brother fall ill?"
Xu Rong shook his head and said: "I don't know what happened, but the third senior brother has been vomiting and having diarrhea since early this morning, and he has lost weight. I went to ask the doctor to take a look, and the doctor said he had dysentery."
"Dysentery?"
Zhao Xun was stunned for a moment.
Dysentery is a serious disease in this era and can be life-threatening if not treated in time.
It's just fine, why did the third senior brother suddenly get dysentery.
Furthermore, can practitioners also be infected with dysentery? Shouldn’t the physique of practitioners be different from ordinary people?
Zhao Xun had too many questions, but he knew now was not the time to ask.
First, we must pay close attention to the treatment of Third Senior Brother's condition.
The illness has come like a mountain, and the third senior brother is indeed very haggard now.
In the past, Zhao Xun always laughed at the third senior brother as being a preserved meat, but now the third senior brother looks like an old bacon.
It's a bit distressing to watch.
He came to the third senior brother and sat on the edge of the bed. He asked the third senior brother to open his mouth and stick out his tongue, and observed the tongue coating.
A burnt and irritable tongue is indeed a symptom of dysentery.
In his previous life, Zhao Xun studied Chinese medicine for half a year.
To be honest, TCM cognitive treatment for dysentery is a step-by-step process.
At the beginning, Chinese medicine was really helpless about this disease, but as experience continued to accumulate, some methods were found.
In the Ming Dynasty, a doctor who helped the world traveled around the world and treated many dysentery diseases with excellent results. Zhao Xun once read this record, and combined with the symptoms of the three senior brothers, it can be basically judged that the two are consistent.
He recalled the prescription prescribed by the doctor and wrote it down.
"Have someone prepare the medicine according to this prescription."
Of course, drug treatment is only auxiliary, and it is best to cooperate with enema treatment.
Zhao Xun felt that he needed to inform the third senior brother in advance so that he could be mentally prepared.
The most important thing is not to avoid medical treatment.
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This chapter has been completed!