It seems that this "miraculous doctor" really needs to see him.
The two of them didn't stop any longer. They fed the two horses some beans, drank enough water, and walked out of the south city gate under the surprised gaze of the sentry.
Huarong during this period did not originally have a large population. Leaving the county seat, the farther south you go, the more deserted it becomes.
After walking more than forty miles, we came to a village called "Huafeng".
Next to the entrance of the village, a simple pavilion was set up. Two local residents were maintaining order, and dozens of villagers were queuing up in a noisy manner.
More people were scattered everywhere in twos and threes, some even carrying bedrolls. It seemed that not all of them were from the village.
The arrival of Guo Mo and Huang Rong caused a commotion among people.
But when they saw the faces of the people who came, they all went their own way and no one paid them any attention.
A lady in her thirties who was at the front of the queue was talking to the two people who were maintaining order.
"His third uncle, when will this southern barbarian come to distribute the medicine? If we wait any longer, my family will really not be able to survive."
While asking and looking around, his anxiety and uneasiness were clearly revealed.
For several days in a row, around 1:00 in the morning, the Nanman would come here with a few people to sell "spiritual medicine".
Although one tael of silver is a considerable sum of money to many people, saving lives is important.
When someone in the family got the "plague" and was seriously ill, they tried every means, begging or borrowing, to raise money to buy medicine.
Even those who really couldn't afford the "miraculous medicine" were still crowding around, as if they thought that just being closer to the "miracle medicine" would alleviate their condition.
But today, it was almost noon, but there was still no sign of the Nanman people.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, two people came from outside the village, a child in his teens, who was almost grown up, carrying a medicine box slung across his body.
The other one is a man who looks like a doctor. He is in his thirties, but he looks a little burly, with a slight limp in his right foot. He is leaning on a dark, odd-shaped crutch, and is carrying a half-sized package in his left hand.
"The 'miracle doctor' is here, the 'miracle doctor' is here -"
It was as if everyone knew the person coming and automatically gave way to a passage.
The person who came was none other than the "miraculous doctor" known to everyone in Huarong County.
It has been more than a day since we arrived in this village. Although no medicine has been developed to cure the "plague", as long as we see the "miraculous doctor" here, everyone feels inexplicably comforted.
I saw the "miraculous doctor" and the teenage boy walking into the pergola and putting the half-sized package in their left hands on the table.
"Dear fellow villagers, the southern barbarian has 'left' and left these 'spiritual medicines' before leaving. Those who are seriously ill will take one back first."
"If there are still people who have not received the medicine, they will be distributed here tomorrow for free. In addition, the source of the 'plague' has been found and completely eliminated. Everyone will no longer be troubled by the 'plague' in the future."
The voice of the "miracle doctor" is not loud, but it can be heard clearly in everyone's ears.
"Rong'er, this person's internal strength is pretty good, at least second-rate."
Guo Mo and Huang Rong were riding on their horses, watching the "miraculous doctor" in the field. With the cooperation of the child, he gave priority to distributing "spiritual medicine" to those who were seriously ill.
There probably wasn't a lot of inventory, so it was all distributed within half an hour.
Those who did not receive the medicine were somewhat disappointed, while those who did receive the medicine hurried back, not only to get the patients at home to take the medicine, but also to spread the news that the "miracle doctor" would distribute the medicine for free tomorrow.
After everyone dispersed, the "miracle doctor" and the child also cleaned up and left.
Guo Mo and Huang Rong drove their horses slowly behind them.
After walking two miles, there was no one around, and the "miraculous doctor" who was walking in front stopped.
Turning around, he looked at Guo Mo and Huang Rong.
"Friends, what's wrong with you following me like this?"
His tone was low and his words were very kind, but there was a slight hint of murderous intent in the corners of his eyes.
The two of them jumped off their horses and came to the "miraculous doctor".
Huang Rong walked forward and took a serious look at this "miraculous doctor".
I saw that he had a calm expression, three locks of moustache, a pair of bright eyes, and a slightly thin face.
If it weren't for the crutch under his right armpit, he would look like a charming middle-aged uncle.
"May I ask the 'miraculous doctor' opposite, is your surname 'Wu' or 'Feng'?"
Huang Rong's words made the "miraculous doctor" opposite him, who was originally calm, shudder. His eyes instantly widened and he stared at Huang Rong and the other two.
The crutch in his right hand moved half a step back intentionally or unintentionally to protect the child next to him.
His performance completely fell in the eyes of Guo Mo and Huang Rong.
She must have found the right person, Huang Rong's eyes were slightly moist.
"'The shadows of peach blossoms fall and fly to the divine sword, and the tide of the blue sea touches the jade flute.' My surname is Huang. I wonder which senior brother is in front of you?"
"嘡啷啷——"
The crutch in the hand of the "miracle doctor" opposite fell to the ground, and it turned out to be an iron staff.
“My name is ‘Wu Mianfeng’.”
The low voice and the unfamiliar name came out of my mouth with difficulty. It had been many years, and it seemed that I hadn't used this name for a long time.
"So you are the 'Fifth Senior Brother'!"
Huang Rong ran forward excitedly, but didn't know how to express her feelings, so she pulled the child next to her over.
The cry of "Fifth Senior Brother" brought tears to Wu Mianfeng's eyes.
How many years have passed, am I still the fifth disciple of the "Peach Blossom Island" disciple?
"Huang...little junior sister, are you the master's daughter? You look so much like your master, you are exactly the same as your master's mother. However, I have already been taken by the master..."
He knew that his master's wife had risked her life to give birth to a daughter, but he... so he was angry with all his fellow apprentices.
"Fifth senior brother, I am your younger junior sister. Father has asked senior senior brother, second senior sister, and fourth senior brother to return to 'Peach Blossom Island'. Moreover, mother has also woken up and is looking for you everywhere."
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"Master——"
After hearing this, Wu Mianfeng knelt down in the direction of "Peach Blossom Island" and couldn't hold back his tears, as if so many years of grievance, unwillingness, and longing... had all turned into the tears of this man.
After crying for a long time, Wu Mianfeng stood up again on crutches. The child next to him also hurriedly supported him and whispered: "Daddy——"
In all his life, he has never seen his father before. He was so excited and lost his temper, and the child was a little frightened.
"Little junior sister, I made you laugh. By the way, this is my child, Nan Tian."
"Tian'er, hurry up and give your senior sister a big gift."
Despite his short stature, Xiao Nantian was not yet twelve years old. Hearing what his father said, he hurriedly went over and put his knees on the ground: "Nephew Nantian, I have met my aunt." At first glance, he was a child with a good upbringing.
Huang Rong also hurriedly stepped forward and helped Xiao Nantian up.
At this time, Guo Mo also came over.
"Brother Mo, this is my fifth senior brother Wu Mianfeng, fifth senior brother, this is..."
"Little brother Guo Mo, I have met the fifth senior brother."
Huang Rong didn't know how to introduce Guo Mo, so Guo Mo went up first, saluted and called him "senior brother".
Wu Mianfeng has been walking around the streets all year round, and his ability to observe people's emotions is considered to be a special skill. Seeing these two people acting like this, he should be able to guess a lot.
Seeing Guo Mo salute, he quickly returned the salute and called him "Guo Xiandi".
"Little Junior Sister, why are you here? Just now you said that Master's wife is awake? What's going on? Didn't Master's wife already... more than ten years ago?"
He has practiced medicine for more than ten years. Although his time under "Dongxie" was short, he was extremely interested in medical skills.
The disciples of this "Peach Blossom Island" really have their own strengths.
The eldest disciple, Chen Xuanfeng, has developed a body of copper skin and iron bones; the second disciple, Mei Chaofeng, comes and goes without a trace using his light body technique; the third disciple, Qu Lingfeng, is the smartest person and is extremely skilled in splitting the air palm.
The fourth disciple, Lu Chengfeng, is proficient in the Five Elements Bagua and Qimen Dunjia. The fifth disciple, Wu Mianfeng, likes to study medical skills. After so many years of practicing medicine, I am afraid that his medical skills are no longer inferior to those of his master.
The youngest apprentice, Feng Mofeng, is said to be the most qualified, but he has been separated for many years and still doesn’t know where he is.
Huang Rong once again told her mother's story in detail from beginning to end. She even told Wu Mianfeng about the fact that Dali and his party went to see Master Yideng to learn the "Yiyang Finger" this time.
This is his own senior brother. Even though he has only just met him, there is nothing to hide about the incestuous feeling between him and him.
After hearing this, Wu Mianfeng couldn't help but sigh: "Without powerful martial arts as a backing, it seems that many medical skills cannot be used."
After all, he is a doctor and is known as the "miracle doctor" by the locals. Naturally, he is very interested in all difficult diseases.
Thinking of his own martial arts, and looking at his almost twelve-year-old son next to him, he couldn't do any martial arts at all.
Huang Rong Bingxue, a smart person, seemed to understand something when she saw the look in Wu Mianfeng's eyes towards his son.
"Fifth Senior Brother, have you never taught Tian'er martial arts before? From today on, you can teach him all the martial arts of 'Peach Blossom Island'."
Wu Mianfeng was moved again when he heard what Huang Rong said.
For more than ten years, he did not dare to let others know that he knew martial arts, let alone teach his son martial arts.
Seeing that his son also had a good talent for learning martial arts, but it was wasted like this, Wu Mianfeng's heart ached.
I had no choice but to do my best to teach him all the medical skills. Starting from the age of eight, I took my son to visit doctors together. This not only allowed my son to experience various diseases and treatments, but also cultivated a "healer's heart" from an early age.
Huang Rong felt that the fifth senior brother had suffered too many grievances over the years, and when she saw Xiao Nantian in front of her, she felt inexplicably attracted to him, and suddenly thought.
"Fifth Senior Brother, if you don't mind it, can you let Tian'er become my disciple? Brother Mo and I will both be Tian'er's masters."
"However, we have had a disciple before, and Tian'er can only be regarded as the second disciple."
It seemed that Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the time when she accepted Zhang Shijie as her disciple.
When Guo Mo heard that Huang Rong actually made such a request, he was speechless for a while, but she had already spoken and he couldn't stop her anymore.
"Haha, of course that's good. Since Junior Sister can like him, it's Tian'er's blessing."
"Apprenticing to a master is a big event. When things are done here, you must hold a 'apprenticeship ceremony' when you return home. Tian'er, please go over and kowtow to your two masters."
Seeing that his junior sister Huang Rong was actually willing to accept his son as his disciple, Wu Mianfeng was naturally overjoyed.
Years of grievance and unwillingness are gone.
Although he didn't know what the level of Guo Mo next to him was, if he just became a disciple of his junior sister, his son's future would be limitless.
Nan Tian was confused when he heard this. How come his father still has a sect and seems to be very powerful?
I also heard what Huang Rong said next to me. What young man doesn't have the desire to learn martial arts in his heart?
He knelt down again happily and said, "Disciple Nantian, I have met two masters. I kowtow to you two."
"Boom boom boom——"
Ring your head three times, that’s real kowtow, and it’s much more pious than the ceremony just now to pay homage to the master’s aunt.
Huang Rong hurriedly stepped forward to help her. The child was only half a head shorter than Huang Rong in height.
While helping Nan Tian up, he also looked at Guo Mo. What he meant was, "As a master, you don't have any expression?"
Guo Mo rubbed his nose and thought, does this little girl Huang Rong just like to see herself make a fool of herself?
"Tian'er, it is our fate to meet you here today and accept you as my disciple. This sword has been acquired by my master not long ago, so I will give it to you as a meeting gift."
After saying that, Guo Mo took off the "Zhushu" sword from "Iron Palm Mountain" from his back and handed it to Nan Tian.
Come on, it seems that I can't keep things in my hands, so I gave them away before they were warm enough.
Xiao Nantian was very happy and said, "Thank you, Master."
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Huang Rong took out the sword for him and told him to be careful not to scratch himself.
Although this little Nantian has never learned martial arts, he has learned many surgical techniques from his father. Whether it is using a scalpel or applying acupuncture, he has a certain level of skill.
The "Chasing the Sun" sword is a little heavy in my hand. After all, I have never been able to fight with strength, let alone practice internal strength.
Wu Mianfeng watched from the side and was surprised.
The child doesn’t understand, does he still not understand?
At first glance, this sword is not ordinary. Guo Mo took it off his back personally, making it even more precious.
"Brother Guo Xian, this...is this too expensive? How can Tian'er afford it?"
"Haha, Fifth Senior Brother, no matter how valuable it is, it's just a sword. If you give it to Tian'er, you won't give it to an outsider. Why would you want to give it to your own apprentice?"
Now that everything has been given out, Guo Mo will certainly be better at saying nice things.
"Fifth Senior Brother, there is no need to be polite to Brother Mo. Now that Tian'er has this sword, he will be more motivated to practice the 'Luoying Divine Sword' and 'Yu Xiao Sword Technique'."
"By the way, is this 'plague' in the south of the city a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"
Huang Rong changed the topic and asked.
"Have you noticed it, too? A few barbarians poisoned the poison behind your back. Those people have been sent on their way by my younger brother and are going to a place to detoxify."
"Brother, I feel that things are not as simple as they appear on the surface. Unfortunately, those few people don't know more about the inside story."
As expected, the disciples of "Dongxie" also have magical skills in addition to their wonderful healing skills.
But, barbarians? Poisoning? What's the secret behind this?
The three of them all felt that there seemed to be some conspiracy, but they had no clue and no way to start...