The old man was stunned and confused. He didn't know if the little miracle doctor had anything else to ask him.
When Lu Xuan and the old man walked to the next room, Lu Xuan asked: "Old man, how did you get that calligraphy and painting that is your family heirloom? Can you tell me?"
The old man recalled: "According to what my father told me, this is what happened."
"As an ancestor of the Huang family, I have an older brother, and this older brother is devoted to Buddhism and works as a monk in the Shaolin Temple. I heard that he is a sweeper of the Sutra Pavilion. When he was dying, he wanted to die in Huangmiao Village.
So the people from the Shaolin Temple sent him back to my ancestor’s home.”
"Before he died, he gave this calligraphy and painting to my ancestor, and it has been passed down to this day!"
After hearing what the old man said, Lu Xuan was shocked. He immediately understood everything. In fact, the sweeping monk did not know that the Yi Jin Sutra was in this painting. Instead, he particularly liked this calligraphy and painting and removed it from the Sutra Pavilion.
Brought it out.
However, before his death, the sweeping monk gave this calligraphy and painting to his younger brother, and then it was passed down to this generation of old people.
If the little boy hadn't been seriously ill, the old man might not have taken out and sold this family heirloom.
Lu Xuan even realized that the Shaolin Temple had realized a long time ago that the Yi Jin Jing was extremely difficult to practice and could easily lead to obsession. Moreover, after practicing it, it could easily disturb the mind and break the seven emotions and six desires.
That’s why the Yi Jin Jing was hidden in Wang Xizhi’s calligraphy and paintings.
No one expected that due to a strange combination of circumstances, this calligraphy and painting would be spread to Huangmiao Village, in the hands of Mr. Huang, and then sold to Lu Xuan.
This gave Lu Xuan great benefits. Through the body-refining method of the Yi Jin Jing, his strength increased by leaps and bounds.
If he continues to practice for a while, Lu Xuan will definitely have the same strength as Taoist Yimei. Lu Xuan is really surprised by this blessing from God.
Understanding the origin of that calligraphy and painting, Lu Xuan can practice the Yi Jin Jing with peace of mind, but after all, this is the most precious treasure of Shaolin Temple.
After he has mastered the Yi Jin Jing, he can return it to the Shaolin Temple. Lu Xuan also wants to go to Songshan Mountain!
"Old man, thank you for telling me this. If there is nothing else, I will leave first," Lu Xuan said seriously.
Mr. Huang quickly said: "Doctor Lu, please stay and have a meal - by the way, I haven't paid you the consultation fee yet!"
Lu Xuan smiled and said: "Old man, since you know who I am, you should also know that I only charge money from the rich to treat people!"
After hearing what Lu Xuan said, Mr. Huang stopped talking about the consultation fee and said, "Doctor Lu, you must eat before you leave, otherwise I will feel bad."
"Then - okay," Lu Xuan nodded and said with a smile.
It was already almost lunch time, and Lu Xuan could not stay in Huangmiao Village for long.
This is also a small mountain village surrounded by mountains. The environment is quite good, the air is fresh, but the transportation is not very convenient.
When Lu Xuan drove over, he felt his scalp numb as he passed the bumpy road, fearing that his wheels would get stuck in the mud.
Huang Ren has already returned from grabbing Chinese medicine from the village medicine shop.
Mr. Huang quickly ordered Huang Ren and his wife to prepare meals and entertain Lu Xuan well.
After Lu Xuan stood outside and admired the scenery of the mountains, he was called over by Mr. Huang to have dinner.
Although the food on the table looked a bit shabby, there were only a few plates of green vegetables and a freshly killed native chicken, made of native chicken soup.
But the green vegetables are made from wild vegetables, which are natural and delicious, while the native chicken soup has tender gravy, sweet soup, and authentic firewood rice, which is even more fragrant.
Lu Xuan really enjoyed eating this kind of farm food.
Seeing Lu Xuan eating so deliciously, Mr. Huang was very happy. It was a small way to repay Lu Xuan.
I can’t bear to eat the local chicken at home!
After a delicious meal of farm food, Lu Xuan felt that he really wanted to leave, but when he put down his bowls and chopsticks, he heard shouts from outside the door.
"Huang Ren!"
Hearing the sound, Huang Ren immediately stood up and walked out, but within a short time, there was a noise outside.
Mr. Huang frowned, stood up, and walked out. His daughter-in-law also sensed something was wrong and followed him out.
What is going on? Lu Xuan was confused, stood up and walked to the door.
I only saw an old woman wearing a purple one-piece dress, standing at the door of the yard, with her hands on her waist, yelling: "Huang Ren, Huang De, you two heartless father and son, your family is selling family heirlooms."
Now that I have become rich, I asked you to borrow 100,000 yuan, but you refused to borrow it. Your conscience has been eaten by a dog!"
"That is, our family borrowed 10,000 yuan, but their family refused to borrow it! We are still relatives!"
"If you have money, you won't take us seriously anymore!"
At the door of the courtyard, there was not only an old woman cursing, but also many women and men, all surrounding the door. They were aggressive, as if if you don't lend money, we will never finish with you.
Even a fool can see that they are not asking for money, they are clearly here to steal money.
If I lent money to them, would there be any reason to pay it back?
Lu Xuan finally understood what was going on. It was just the relatives of these seven aunts and eight aunts who came to see Mr. Huang and his family for money.
They must have known that Mr. Huang sold the family heirloom and made a fortune! tkp4
As soon as these people heard the news, they immediately came to borrow money.
When Huang Ren heard their shouting, his eyes turned red with anger, and he said angrily: "When I got married, I asked you to borrow money, but you didn't lend me a penny. My son is seriously ill, and every household in my family has lost money."
I came to you to borrow money and begged you so hard, but you still said that you had no money and couldn't get any money. Now it's better. You knew that our family had no choice but to sell family heirlooms, so you came to us to borrow money."
"You are still shameless!"
These Huang Ren's relatives all looked a little embarrassed when they heard Huang Ren's scolding.
After all, he is so shameless to the extreme!
"Huang Ren, why are you talking to us? I'm your cousin. Why, now that you're rich, you can't look down on others, right?" An old man in his sixties stood up and scolded.
"That's right, you deserve a beating, don't you?"
Several taller and thicker men appeared, rolling up their sleeves and looking like they wanted to teach Huang Ren a lesson.
These men, who are not much different in age from Huang Ren, are all Huang Ren's cousins, and now they plan to show off and beat Huang Ren.