Since Huang Xiaoshi came back that day, he has refused several tasks assigned by Yasha because he was seriously injured.
Huang Xiaoshi had no idea how willful his actions were. The strange thing was that Yaksha could tolerate him.
During this period, Huang Xiaoshi was hanging out in restaurants in Luoyang City every day. He was coughing and drinking. His face became yellower and yellower as he drank, and he became thinner and thinner as he drank.
The proprietress of the restaurant kindly asked Huang Xiaoshi if he was sick. Huang Xiaoshi just smiled and shook his head, then continued to order a few side dishes, sat down by the window with a jar of wine, and drank by himself.
That's right, Huang Xiaoshi is waiting for someone, he is waiting for Weiming, the little drunkard.
According to Wei Ming's nature, if he comes to Luoyang City, the first place he goes to will definitely be the tavern.
However, we had to wait until July, and Weiming didn’t even go down the mountain even a day in the past few months.
Now Huang Xiaoshi takes several life-boosting pills every day to replenish his health, and the font color of his health has turned into deep red.
Given Huang Xiaoshi's current physical condition, if he went to see the doctor, he would probably refuse him three consecutive offers.
"It's hopeless."
"Wait to die."
"Farewell!"
Huang Xiaoshi picked up the wine bowl and took a sip of wine, which caused him to cough violently.
"Weiming, Weiming, if you don't come again..."
That was definitely not to collect Huang Xiaoshi's body, but to give up the plan. It was important to save one's life, so hurry back to Sichuan to find the Life and Creation Pill.
Today it seems like another day of waiting was in vain.
Huang Xiaoshi drank all the wine in the bowl. When he was about to get up and leave, he heard a loud shout: "Waiter, bring a jar of wine first, don't add food or drinks."
This sentence, which is full of poignant meaning, can make people shout with full energy and joy in their voices. There is no need to guess this, it can only be unclear.
Huang Xiaoshi turned around and saw Weiming standing at the counter. He was staring straight at the wine cabinet, as if he had an sworn hatred for the wines all over the wall and wanted to destroy them before he could go.
"Brother Weiming, come over here." Huang Xiaoshi greeted Weiming, and then shouted loudly: "Waiter, please bring two jars of the good wine from your shop. To accompany the wine, you can have both meat and vegetables, both hot and cold.
You look forward to a table."
"Okay, Mr. Huang, wait a moment." The waiter heard this and responded loudly.
"Come on, Weiming, sit down." Huang Xiaoshi stood up and asked Weiming to sit down enthusiastically, and then asked casually: "But I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you very busy recently?"
"That's right." Weiming sighed, he has been extremely busy these past few months.
Some time ago, Wei Ming went to Wangyou Valley to learn from the Jiu Xian about the Drunken Stick. Wu Xia Zi made him a request, telling him not to lose sight of one thing and to learn from the other six sages.
Therefore, Wei Ming played music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and medicine, and did not fail in everything. Moreover, Wu Xiazi did not allow him to spend the night in Wangyou Valley.
Weiming rushes from Xiaoyao Valley to Wangyou Valley every morning, and from Wangyou Valley back to Xiaoyao Valley in the afternoon. He also meditates and exercises his internal energy at night.
I have been struggling without touching the ground for nearly two months. Not to mention other things, Weiming's Qinggong has made great progress.
Zui Gun has finally learned enough, and the rest is practice and understanding, so today Wei Ming decided to let himself go and go to Luoyang City to get some fresh air and drink some wine by the way.
"Come on, come on, drink, drink." Huang Xiaoshi picked up his own wine bottle and filled a bowl for Wei Ming.
Wei Ming was not polite, he picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then it seemed as if the wine was stuck in his throat. After a while, he burped with wine, and then he let out a sigh of relief.
The wine was brought in one after another, and the dishes were also served one after another. Unlike Weiming, a poor boy, Huang Xiaoshi was a rich golden pig.
After drinking, the conversation started. When Wei Ming met Huang Xiaoshi, of course he asked about his battle with the bandits in Heifeng Village.
Huang Xiaoshi didn't give in, he just opened his mouth and said: "Speaking of that day..."
Although Huang Xiaoshi is not a talkative person, it does not mean that he is a stammerer and a shy person. On the contrary, he often spits out sweet things and fills his mouth with lotus.
Once, Huang Xiaoshi turned on the microphone and went against four, directly spraying the four teammates who were playing black together until they shut themselves up, and finally led everyone to a beautiful defeat.
Then he received four reports, report type: insulting other players.
Therefore, Huang Xiaoshi was delighted to be banned for seven days.
Those guys didn't follow martial ethics, but they couldn't even scold them and secretly recorded them.
Huang Xiaoshi vividly told Wei Ming like a storyteller, dividing that bloody battle at Black Wind Village into three parts: the first, middle and last. It was an enjoyable story, and Wei Ming was even more fascinated when he listened.
By the way, in fact, when Weiming and his two senior brothers entered the Black Wind Village base camp, the battle became more intense and the bandits became more ferocious. However, it may be that the two senior brothers were too strong, so Weiming felt that the battle was not as bad as Huang Xiaoshi said.
Thrilling.
After Huang Xiaoshi finished talking about "Sanyi vs. Black Wind Village" from the first-person perspective, Weiming breathed a long sigh of relief as if he was enjoying himself.
It turned out that the big man was crippled by Brother Shitou. No wonder he was killed by one punch.
And that little man turned out to be his elder brother. His qinggong was really good, but Weiming didn't give him the space or opportunity to show off.
What made Weiming even more lucky was that thanks to Huang Xiaoshi and others, Huang Xiaoshi and others killed all the gangsters and bosses, so his battle against Jiao Da went smoothly.
Of course, in addition to Huang Xiaoshi's eloquence, there is another main reason why Weiming enjoys listening to Huang Xiaoshi's stories so much.
When the three heroes of Xiaoyao Valley went to Ping Heifeng Village, they were completely crushed. No matter how they fought, the outcome was already doomed.
Even if Heifeng Village is filled up again, and even the buried second child Bai Wuchang is dug out again, and the Three Heroes of Xiaoyao step over, it will still be peaceful.
As for why I say this, it’s because Heifeng Village was originally destroyed like this.
At that time, Heifeng Village was not seriously damaged. It was in a period of rising career and it could be said that the future was promising.
The result was that it was not easily crushed.
In the face of absolute strength, you can win no matter what you do.
But "Sanyi vs. Black Wind Village" is different. This is a battle between the weak and the strong, a desperate counterattack.
Why has the Battle of Chibi been talked about for thousands of years? It’s not because the Sun and Liu families had no chance of winning before the war. Relying on a magical operation, the weak suddenly came back and defeated the king, which created enough drama.
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Huang Xiaoshi was facing well-organized bandits and a well-planned ambush, and he was surrounded by a panicked caravan.
Under such adversity, the caravan, which was originally just fish to be slaughtered, actually killed Black Wind Village.
This is equivalent to a wolf catching a sheep and being bitten to death by the sheep.
It doesn't matter if it doesn't attract attention.
At the end, Huang Xiaoshi told Wei Ming calmly that this was all the credit of everyone, but Wei Ming felt that Huang Xiaoshi personally accounted for at least half of the team's contribution.
"Don't be arrogant when you win, don't be proud when you succeed, you are worthy of being Brother Xiaoshi."
Weiming looked at Huang Xiaoshi, and he suddenly felt that although the two senior brothers had good character, they were still inferior to Huang Xiaoshi.
Senior brother is too benevolent.
Although the second senior brother is chivalrous, his temper is too bad.
It turns out that there are people in this world who are close to perfect in character, who are benevolent but not arrogant, chivalrous but not violent, and have integrity and integrity. If it weren't for the lack of an opportunity, Wei Ming would have wanted to drag Huang Xiaoshi to become his eldest brother right now.
Just now, Wei Ming drank two jars of wine with Huang Xiaoshi's storytelling. Now he was in high spirits. He opened the third jar of wine, filled a bowl for Huang Xiaoshi and himself, and said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Brother Xiaoshi, this bowl
Let me toast you with wine." After saying this, he drank the full bowl of wine in one gulp.
Huang Xiaoshi also picked up the wine bowl and poured it into his own mouth. I don't know if he drank in a hurry or because he lost his breath. After drinking half the bowl, he started coughing. He just put down the half-empty wine bowl when suddenly he coughed violently.
Huang Xiaoshi spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the table all over.
Wei Ming, who was holding the wine bowl at the side, was stunned. He looked at the dots of red in his wine bowl. After calming down, he determined that it was not him who was drunk, but Huang Xiaoshi who had vomited blood.
"Brother Xiaoshi, what's wrong with your health?" Weiming asked Huang Xiaoshi with concern.
He was so excited that he didn't notice it just now. After all, Wei Ming had been practicing medical skills with the miraculous doctor for two months, and he still understood the basics of looking, hearing, asking, and understanding. Just by looking, he discovered that something was not right about Wei Ming: People who practice martial arts are generally weak.
The bright red color on his face was probably just from drinking, and the background of his skin was sallow.
"Haha, it's okay, it's just a pity that the food and drinks on this table are missing." Huang Xiaoshi wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, turned around and shouted to the waiter, "Waiter, get two more clean ones."
Here comes the wine bowl. Remove the food and wine from the table before serving it again."
"Okay, Master Huang, we'll be here soon." The waiter's voice came from a distance.
Weiming didn't listen to Huang Xiaoshi's nonsense anymore. He stretched out his hand to grab Huang Xiaoshi's hand, and then pressed two fingers on the vein gate of Huang Xiaoshi's wrist. After a while, Weiming's face became extremely gloomy.
"Brother Xiaoshi, your pulse is weak and disordered." Weiming said seriously to Huang Xiaoshi, "You are very ill, so please stop drinking."
Huang Xiaoshi withdrew his hand with a smile and said to Weiming: "Have a drink, it won't hurt.
I am not sick, so don’t scare me so much that I can’t sell my medicine.”
Weiming's face did not relax because of Huang Xiaoshi's teasing. He still said seriously: "Brother Xiaoshi, I will take you to Wangyou Valley to see Divine Doctor Shen." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to pull Huang Xiaoshi up.
Huang Xiaoshi sighed deeply at Weiming and said sadly: "Brother, this is really not an illness. It's an internal injury."
"Huh?" Weiming stopped after hearing Huang Xiaoshi's words.
"Come on, sit down first and I'll tell you slowly." Huang Xiaoshi pressed his hand on Weiming.
When Weiming sat down again, Huang Xiaoshi picked up his chopsticks to pick up vegetables. He saw that the dishes on the table were all stained with his own blood, so he dropped his chopsticks and let out a long sigh before speaking.
"Oh, it's all my fault for showing off." Huang Xiaoshi looked at the concerned Wei Ming and said calmly: "In February, it seemed to be the day of Jiang Daxia's birthday. I went to an underground casino to watch people playing black boxing.
At this time, a hunter challenged Shaolin's abandoned disciple Wujie, but lost the battle and lost the bow he used for hunting.
I saw that the hunter was crying a little sadly, so I persuaded Wujie to return the bow to him.
As a result, Wujie said to me, 'If you want a bow, come here. Fight with me and I'll give it to you if you win.'
I was so angry that I started a fight with Wu Jie and knocked him over on the spot. Haha!"
After speaking, Huang Xiaoshi looked proud and laughed.
After Huang Xiaoshi said this, he remembered the matter even before he knew it.
On the day of Jiang Daxia's birthday, two senior brothers took Weiming for a stroll in Luoyang City.
At this time, the second senior brother Jingjie took Weiming into a street house. There was a famous underground casino inside, where martial arts practitioners could practice black boxing.
Wu Xiazi could not help but not understand the use of force by his brothers, but was strictly prohibited from using force to bully the weak.
As soon as he heard that there were many masters gathering in underground casinos, and mysterious masters appeared from time to time, Wei Ming was also very curious.
Sure enough, Wei Ming and the other three had just arrived at the underground casino that day. They saw that the competition had stopped and a group of people were having a heated discussion there. The content of the discussion was a bit strange. It was said that a Shaolin monk who had won a hundred games in a row had just lost to
Got a drug dealer.
Later, Weiming asked in detail and found out that the secretive doctor turned out to be Huang Xiaoshi.
"Haha! Brother Xiaoshi is so awesome!" Weiming heard this and cheered loudly.
Weiming's "hao" sound was not random.
Now Weiming is also a martial arts master, and he can sense the strength of the people nearby.
Wei Ming could clearly sense that Huang Xiaoshi's energy and blood were at the entry-level level, and he heard Jingjie say that the monk Wujie was only one step away from comprehending [Gang Qi Body Protection].
Huang Xiaoshi's victory over Wu Jie was not a fluke.
In many battles, Huang Xiaoshi always defeated the weak with the strong. This is not how powerful he is.
Wu Xiazi once warned his three disciples that a life-and-death battle does not depend solely on cultivation. It may seem rare for the weak to defeat the strong, but it is not impossible.
Those who can defeat the weak against the strong are the true martial arts wizards.
"Why is it so awesome?" Huang Xiaoshi calmed down and said seriously, "I suffered a big loss in this battle."
Huang Xiaoshi sighed and said: "Although Wujie is an abandoned Shaolin disciple who does not abide by the rules, he practices the authentic Shaolin Nine Yang Kung Fu.
That day, he punched me in the face, and a strong energy hit my chest.
Unexpectedly, a pure Yang inner force remained in my body."
Speaking of this, Huang Xiaoshi laughed at himself and said: "I didn't care at the time. I thought that if I took care of myself for a while, the internal injuries would naturally heal."
Weiming nodded after listening to Huang Xiaoshi's words. When Wuxiazi taught Weiming the internal skills, he also specifically explained to him how to resolve internal injuries. Generally speaking, as long as the internal skills are used every day, the internal injuries will naturally heal after a period of time. The only way is to look at each situation.
People recover at different speeds.
"I don't want to know." Huang Xiaoshi changed his voice and said: "Wu Jie's cultivation level is too high, and his internal power is extremely pure. I have not been able to resolve it even after using it for several months.
Then, that day I had a big battle with the bandits from Black Wind Village. After the battle, my internal strength was exhausted and I could no longer suppress that internal strength."
Weiming nodded again when he heard this. Just now, Weiming had felt out his veins. The internal energy in the meridians in Huang Xiaoshi's body had dried up.
Huang Xiaoshi smiled bitterly at Weiming and said, "I am a medicine seller myself, so taking medicine for internal injuries won't help.
My whole body's internal energy is now exhausted, and my meridians are severely damaged. I can't even operate my exercises, so I have no choice but to let the internal energy run wildly in my body.
Here, let’s live one day at a time.”
What Huang Xiaoshi said is correct. Even the [Life and Fortune Pill] can only repair the body at most, but cannot relieve [internal injuries].
In the final analysis, [internal injury] is an invasion of foreign matter. In fact, it is the same as having a warhead remaining on the body. This is a physical state that cannot be solved by taking medicine.
After talking for a long time, Huang Xiaoshi saw that the atmosphere was serious, so he forced his smile away and said to Wei Ming: "If you say anything depressing, it's still too early to die. Come on, come on, drink, drink!"
Weiming took the wine bowl handed to him by Huang Xiaoshi. He slowly swallowed the bowl of wine, then raised his head and looked at Huang Xiaoshi with his bright black eyes, and said, "Brother Xiaoshi, I'm here to treat your internal injuries.