Doctor Xue's medical skills are indeed worthy of his reputation as the "enemy of the king of hell". Although it was said before that the original condition was cured in half a month, in fact, the original condition had been mostly cured by this time, and there was no problem with exercising, meditating, etc.
, I estimate that it will take another three to five days to fully recover.
In the first few days, Murong Fu was worried that Ding Chunqiu would show up, so he stayed in Xue's house every day. After a few days, he felt relieved when there was no movement.
Doctor Xue's mansion was only that big, and the decoration was ordinary, so it was really not much to see. Therefore, after staying on the seventh day, Murong Fu finally couldn't stay any longer, said hello to everyone, and ran away alone.
Drinking at a restaurant ten miles away from Xue Mansion.
He doesn't have much thought about practicing martial arts diligently. Once martial arts has reached a certain level, diligent study and practice will take second place. Dancing after hearing a chicken is something that generals in the army and second- and third-rate figures in the world need to do.
At the level of a top master, enlightenment is better than hard work and practice. Just like Xiao Yuanshan, when he was at Yanmen Pass decades ago, he killed many masters in the Central Plains with heavy casualties. Later, he hid in the Shaolin Temple for decades.
Mr. Zangjing worked hard, but in the end he couldn't even defeat his cheap dad Murong Bo.
This is the so-called "infatuation that turns into a devil". You insist on practicing the "Seventy-two Shaolin Skills" just for the sake of gambling. Do you think you are too busy to take revenge? If you want revenge, just kill Murong Bo to make a fool of yourself.
Isn’t it all over with kindness? It’s such a big detour.
Although I sympathized with Murong Fu's plight, I had no sympathy for Murong Bo, a cheap dad. If Xiao Yuanshan was really strong enough to kill Murong Bo with a heavy hand, I would really like to thank him for saving myself a lot of trouble.
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I will definitely not be able to go back. Fortunately, my current status is not bad and I belong to the "three idlers". If I were unfortunate enough to become an ordinary citizen under the rule of the Song Dynasty, I would not be crying and shouting that I want to go home every day.
When looking at what ancient people did with modern people's thinking, it is often easy to develop an inexplicable sense of superiority. It is as if Trisolarans look at people on earth, and people on earth look at their own primates. In fact, the ancients and modern people thousands of years ago
The gap between humans is not nearly as big as the gap between humans and monkeys.
Everyone suddenly became very interested and urged the big man to continue. The big man took a sip of wine and said unhurriedly: "Ke Baisui, an old man, passed away half a month ago."
When the big man finished speaking, everyone let out a burst of surprise.
Correspondingly, I am also under everyone's attention. Except for the brave and talented people, and the stupid ones who are new to the world, no one will sit in that seat.
Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, obviously not caring about the value of these gossips.
An unknown well-dressed man at the table next to him said in a serious tone.
This is also the reason why Murong Fu simply gave up the dream of restoring the country. First of all, in terms of subjective conditions, with Murong Longcheng's martial arts and prestige back then, he still failed to succeed, so what kind of success is he with his level? Objective conditions
Above, in the early Song Dynasty, when the world was not yet completely stable, the large-scale uprising that broke out in Shu failed to change dynasties, or even separatist parties, which is very illustrative of the problem.
If it was really dangerous to go against the tide, I might not even be as good as that idiot Ning Wang Zhu Chenhao. At least his surname was Zhu and I was not named Zhao.
A specific historical environment has its own specific operating logic. The role of a person in the historical tide is like a spoonful of salt in the rolling waves. A person with modern thinking may have a greater role, and may be a jar of salt, but no matter it is a person
Neither a spoonful of salt nor a jar of salt can turn fresh water into seawater.
In the tavern, there are all kinds of people from all walks of life, and it has always been a good place to inquire about news. The table in the center of the hall is empty, because generally, according to the convention, only people who inquire about information will sit in that seat and look around.
, listen to all directions.
The more this happened, the less anxious the big man became. It wasn't until the people around him became a little impatient that he took a big sip from the wine bowl, cleared his throat and said, "This matter is unreasonable.
It’s not a secret. It has been spread in Heluo Wulin these days, but it will take some time before it reaches us. I only heard about it from a friend on the road because I went to Luoyang for business some time ago.”
Sure enough, when he said this, several tables around him immediately put their heads together: "What's going on? You said it so mysteriously?"
The location he chose this time was not a private room. He just asked for a table in the corner of the first floor of the tavern, where he could make his own decisions.
"Is there such a thing?"
When the wine was empty, Murong Fu asked the waiter to get another pot. The waiter agreed and hurried to the backyard.
"Say it quickly." "Yes, say it quickly!"
The man in the strong suit looked around, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to come over. A group of people formed a circle, and the strong man in the strong suit lowered his voice and said something hurriedly.
But what the man said next made Murong Fu pay attention.
When everyone heard this, they were slightly startled, and then they all felt relieved. They suddenly felt bored. The one who nodded said rudely: "What's this? Ke Baisui is said to be nearly seventy years old. Birth, old age, illness and death are all things.
It’s common sense in the world, what’s so strange about it?”
"Have you heard? A big event happened in the martial arts world recently!"
"Brothers, have you ever heard of Mr. Ke Baisui, the leader of the Funiu Sect in Funiu Mountain?" Seeing that his emotions were almost exaggerated, the big man got to the point.
When the people around heard this name, their expressions suddenly became stern: "But the 'Invincible Divine Whip' and the 'Thousand Cracks of Heavenly Spirit' made the feared Ke Baisui?"
The big man nodded.
When everyone heard this, they stopped stepping out and came back together.
But Murong Fu doesn't need it now. With his current internal strength, he can clearly hear the sound of breathing ten feet away. This is why he likes to come to the tavern. Hearing the gossip in the world is both relaxing and relaxing.
Time may have the information you want.
This is a common trick used by little shrimps in the world, just to attract the attention of others so as to satisfy their own little vanity.
While waiting for the wine, Murong Fu looked around.
Everyone was also very bored, and they waved their hands and wanted to leave. When the handsome man saw this situation, he immediately became anxious, so he stopped beating around the bush and said, "Do you know how this hundred-year-old Ke died?"
"Absolutely true!"
The man seemed to be enjoying everyone's current reaction. He picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a big sip, pretending to be bold and smiling: "I also know this level of inside story because I have a cousin in the Funiu Sect. It's all about letting go.
In the Heluo area, not many people know about this level!" He seemed to be very proud of his well-informed words.
The surrounding onlookers also let out a burst of admiration, and the prickly head who had just choked also came around, said some kind words, and made the big man laugh. The tavern was filled with a happy atmosphere, and no one took the episode too seriously.