The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. The young man on the hospital bed looked as pale as paper and had weak eyes, as if he was about to faint in the next second.
"Brother Amao, take the medicine."
Anping, who was as big as the sickly boy, came to the bedside with a medicine bowl and served him to drink medicine. Amao was like a wooden man, letting the other party play with it.
Amao's dull eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, and the soup flowed down the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes.
"Brother Amao, wait a minute, I'll get a towel."
Anping put down the medicine bowl, turned around and walked out the door. Halfway there, there was a "click" sound behind him, the medicine was knocked all over the floor, and a looming look of resentment hit him like a ray of light on his back.
Anping's body stiffened for a moment, then he pretended not to see anything and quickly left the room to prepare water and towels.
In the yard, Master Yushu heard the noise coming from the house and watched Anping walk out with a depressed expression. He couldn't help but sigh.
Amao and Anping were both children brought by Master Yushu from that small village at the foot of the mountain. The difference is that Amao's experience was more special than Anping's.
Master Yushu returned to Shu and rested at a Taoist temple he was passing by. He never thought that there were two big fish, Monk Lingyu and Ke Hentian, in this small temple.
The two villains took Amao abducted. Master Yushu waited until reinforcements from the Qingcheng faction arrived, and then managed to rescue him, but it was too late.
Those two evil men conducted cruel and inhumane experiments on Amao. The originally healthy and lively boy turned into the sickly young man he is today, who cannot do without the medicine.
In general, although Amao seems to be weak, in fact, his internal strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. The reason why he becomes as sick as he is now is because the skills he cultivates conflict with his body constitution.
Amao was forced by the Lingyu monk to practice a kind of extremely yin martial arts, which almost destroyed his meridians and the foundation of his internal organs. However, it was also a blessing in disguise, allowing him to possess in a very short period of time what others could not achieve after years of practice.
Come with strong inner strength.
The embarrassing thing is that Ah Mao cannot use this internal force, and even the existence of this internal force is another injury to his broken body.
Master Yushu didn't have a good solution to this situation. He could only use his energy to help his luck from time to time. Only after all the cold internal energy was dissipated could Amao return to normal.
And this time he took Amao out of the mountain, not only because he had to perform martial arts to heal his injuries, but also because he wanted to go to Wudang and ask the Seven Masters of Wudang to come forward and use the martial arts of Yang and Wudang Nine Yangs to relieve the yin energy in Amao's body.
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To be fair, Master Yushu can do this for the other party, which is considered to be the most benevolent and righteous. Unfortunately, Amao does not appreciate it.
He fell into the hands of Monk Lingyu, and when he was worse than dead, all he felt in his heart was hatred for Master Yushu. If the other party hadn't suddenly arrived, he wouldn't have had the chance to leave the village, and naturally he wouldn't be here.
Suffering here.
At the same time, the imbalance in Amao's heart was also magnified to the extreme. He always thought that if he was selected as a disciple by Master Yushu, he would be well protected, just like Anping. How could he be betrayed by this strange monk?
Tied up and tortured.
After Amao was rescued, Master Yushu took him and Anping back to the Qingcheng Sect. At first, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect took good care of him, and he was even flattered. But soon, Amao discovered
Something is wrong.
Originally, Amao was thinking that Master Yushu felt ashamed of himself, so he had decided to accept him as his disciple. At that time, his hatred subsided a little, and he felt that if the other party was sincere, then he would not be unable to forgive him.
After secretly rejoicing for a while, Amao began to regard himself as a disciple of the Qingcheng sect, and smiled when facing the senior brothers who came to deliver medicine.
However, Amao's nature was more sensitive than others. Anping, who was born in the same place as him, would often come to visit him, and occasionally he would meet some other Qingcheng sect disciples present at the same time.
But the strange thing is that these Qingcheng sect disciples and Anping all refer to each other as senior brothers, but they only call Amao "little friend", "little brother" and so on.
Suddenly, a bolt from the blue fell on Amao's heart. Did Master Yushu have no intention of letting him join the Qingcheng Sect?
This terrible guess grew like weeds in Amao's mind. Until one day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the disciple who came to deliver the medicine in a circumstantial way. The other party answered like this -
"Little brother Amao, don't worry. You are a good boy, and you once saved the life of the master's uncle. You are a great benefactor of our Qingcheng sect. Just rest here to recover from your injuries. When all your injuries are healed, we will
I will take you down the mountain personally."
The words of this Qingcheng sect disciple made Amao feel like he was falling into an ice cave. It turned out that Master Yushu had no intention of accepting him into the door wall, but had planned to send him away from the beginning to the end.
The fragile defense was completely shattered, and Amao soon fell into depression. But ironically, because he no longer wasted all his efforts to feel good about himself, his injuries showed signs of improvement.
In Amao's heart, there has always been hatred towards the eccentric Master Yushu and the Anping who stole his life.
It's just that before, he fell into a beautiful fantasy about the future and hid this hatred. But now that his dream was shattered and he had nothing, he had to give up the remaining hatred again.
Embrace.
This time when he left the mountain, he was always uncooperative with Anping in various ways. The hatred was clearly written on his face. However, Anping was a natural doormat. His various cynicism, curses and insults were completely without trace.
Affects people.
Amao only felt that the punch seemed to have hit the cotton. In addition, this time he encountered someone from Shangguan's family on the way, and he fell to the ground before the other party exerted much force.
To this day, Amao still remembers the look in the eyes of the Shangguan family master that day when he looked at him. The shock was mixed with disbelief, mixed with contempt and suppressed sarcasm. He seemed to be saying - How can Master Yushu lead the way?
Going out with something like this?
Amao's already shattered defenses suffered another fatal blow.
Seeing that boy Anping could not change his expression in front of the masters of Shangguan family, people praised him for being worthy of being a disciple of Qingcheng. But because of his broken body, he could only roll his eyes in humiliation and fainted in the filth.
On the dirty floor.
Dreaming back in the middle of the night, he roared in his heart countless times. If his body was intact, and if he was taught martial arts by the Qingcheng sect like Anping, then he would definitely be no worse than this kid!