Two hours later, Huang An, who was sweating profusely, struggled to sew up the skin and flesh, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The master still fainted from the pain. It was so miserable that he fainted from the pain. He woke up from the pain and fainted again.
Just when Huang An opened the wound and dealt with the deepest infection, he fainted, which shocked the two of them. Fortunately, his breathing stabilized and he continued.
Zhao Yan was also sweating profusely. Huang An's operations were still too exciting for her, especially when suturing, she couldn't help but scream.
She is a doctor who knows a little bit about treating wounds, but she doesn't know that she can mend the wounds just like sewing clothes.
As for Zhao Le, I didn’t get close to see it, but I could only hear the owner’s grunting and gasping, so it seemed normal.
Two consecutive hours of high-intensity exercise made Huang An feel extremely tired.
He was even a little unsteady on his feet. He suppressed his sleepiness and directed Zhao Yan to bandage the wound before Huang An and the other three withdrew.
I don’t know when this cheap master woke up. Huang An was eager to learn martial arts from his master, and he didn’t bother to go back to his yard to rest. Under the leadership of Zhao Le, he returned to the house where he rested temporarily that day.
I wanted to hold on and wait for my apprenticeship, but I fell asleep without knowing it.
Huang An had an extremely sweet sleep this night. When he was woken up by Zhao Le, it was already dark outside.
"Junior brother, my father is awake."
"Daddy wants to see you!"
"Junior brother?"
Huang An was stunned for a few seconds, but he quickly realized what he was doing. He was so happy that he didn't wash up, took the silver coins, took Zhao Le and ran away.
Looking at the sky, it is almost nine o'clock in the evening. At this time in autumn, the sky is already relatively late.
The two of them walked all the way to the courtyard where the owner of the museum was recovering from his injuries. After entering the door, Huang An saw the Zhao family's father and daughter.
In the backyard.
The elder brother Pang Han was not here. Although Huang An was surprised and suspicious, he didn't ask.
The owner was still lying on the bed, but his upper body was sticking out of the bed. Zhao Yan was squatting on the ground, holding a steaming bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, feeding a gray sticky food to the owner. It seems like some kind of powdered meat porridge.
The room was filled with a strange fragrance, and Huang An's throat surged.
It smells so good, I really want to eat it.
But he didn't take it seriously, he just felt hungry.
If he had been more careful, he would probably have seen the Zhao sisters swallowing their saliva like crazy.
"Coming?"
From the corner of his eye, Master Zhao saw Huang An's slightly pale face, smiled, and asked warmly.
"Meet the master!"
Huang An simply knelt down on one knee according to the etiquette of asking money lovers on the road.
Zhao Dun looked at Huang An, who was half kneeling on the ground, with a pleased expression, but only he knew the unnaturalness in it.
He sighed:
"It was a coincidence that I injured you that day, and a coincidence saved you. I didn't expect that I, Zhao Dun, was also rescued because of you."
Zhao Dun sighed with emotion. He originally wanted to touch his beard, but the wound on his back made him take a breath and had no choice but to continue talking.
"You are old, and you are not a martial arts student. But if you are kind to me, I will naturally accept you, and I will also pay for your basic martial arts training expenses in the five viscera realm and the six viscera realm. As for how far you can go in the future.
, it all depends on the money in your pocket and yourself."
Huang An was extremely surprised by Zhao Dun's words. Will he bear the cost of learning martial arts?
Tuition fee exemption?
This is a great thing, but you still have to be humble.
"Master's words are serious. If he hadn't saved me, I would have died. I can still afford the cost of learning martial arts."
When Zhao Dun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter.
"That's right. Otherwise, how could you live for such a long time if you were terminally ill? But you just listen to my teacher. You don't have to pay for the entry fee and some basic expenses yourself. This can be regarded as my teacher's kindness."
"It's just that my teacher is seriously injured now, so I can't help you get started in person. You need to wait patiently."
Zhao Dun's tone was apologetic, but more cheerful.
The injury is recovering well, and he can feel it himself.
In half a month at most, he will be fully recovered. With the hard-earned bone forging pills, he will definitely be able to make further progress.
When he stabilizes his realm, he will pay back to others a hundred times what he has lost and suffered.
Seeing that she was really free of money, Zhao Yan's expression didn't change much, but the curve of her mouth revealed her mood.
Being able to repay part of the life-saving grace with money is already very cost-effective.
Zhao Le felt distressed, this was a hundred taels of silver, enough for an ordinary person to live for a lifetime, but she still couldn't speak out if she was asked to stop him.
Junior Brother Huang saved dad's life, she is not that ignorant.
I had to force a smile to show that I meant the same thing as my father.
But Huang An, after hearing what the master said about waiving the entry fee, had no idea. His focus was obviously not on the silver coins, so he said anxiously:
"Master, if it's inconvenient, you can ask Second Senior Sister to teach me how to get started. I don't know how long my body can last, so I really can't delay it."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Dun was about to explain, but Zhao Yan put down his bowls and chopsticks and interrupted to explain while wiping the host's mouth.
"Junior brother, I don't know. My martial arts practitioners all need to drink the Guiyuan Tang when they first start. Then let the masters who are at least the Bronze Skin Realm circulate Qi and blood throughout the body and open the door to the Dantian before they can enter the path of martial arts." I didn’t say the following words, but the meaning is obvious.
Only then did Huang An understand why the master rejected him now.
However, there is only one Bronze Skin Realm master in this martial arts hall?
As a senior brother, Pang Han is not the same?
Zhao Yan was a smart person and quickly understood the surprise in Huang An's eyes. She explained again:
"Martial arts are difficult. Our Zhao Family Martial Arts School has become one of the four major forces in Feng'an City by virtue of my father's cultivation in the late copper-skin realm. In the entire Feng'an City, there are less than two hands of people who have cultivated in the copper-skin realm." p>
Huang An was speechless when he heard this. He has gained a certain understanding of Feng'an County in the past few days. There are as many as 300,000 people in this county.
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With such a large population, there are less than ten Bronze Skin Realm martial arts masters. Is this martial arts road really so difficult?
A Bronze Skin Realm has become the four major forces. This sounds like a boastful joke.
But Huang An knows that this is true. The senior sister is a stable person and will not lie to him about this matter.
It seems that the status of this Bronze Skin Realm master is much higher than Huang An imagined.
Seeing Huang An deep in thought, the owner said something extra.
"Your senior brother Pang Han is very talented, but unfortunately his family background is average. He has been practicing martial arts in our martial arts school since he was a child, and he is still only at the Six Fu realm, far from the Copper Skin realm. If he didn't have money, he would never be able to do anything in his life.
This is the only way.”
Huang An was surprised, money?
This martial arts training actually requires a lot of money?
Can’t even support senior brother Pang Han’s family?
At dinner that day, Pang Han showed off that his family had five medicine shops in the city. His ancestors were in the medicinal business, and there were hundreds of acres of fertile land outside the city.
Such a wealthy family cannot afford the possibility of him taking any further steps?
Seeing her sister talking about senior brother Pang Han, Zhao Le, who was standing on the side, couldn't help it. She complained to Huang An and the owner:
"Dad, you don't know something. When you came back that day, you asked your sister to give Junior Brother Huang a Guiyuan Decoction to restore his life. Therefore, Senior Brother Pang Han had eyes that were not his eyes and his nose was not his nose. Junior Brother Huang came to check on your injuries the day before yesterday.
, and was almost beaten out by Senior Brother Pang!"
The scars on Zhao Le's face are no longer visible. He is so angry now that he looks like a little guinea pig, but he is cute and tight.
Huang An was still digesting the news, but Zhao Dun understood it quite well and was immediately furious.
"Humph, this bastard!"
"What I give to him belongs to him. I bought the Guiyuan Tang with my money. I can give it to whoever I want. How dare he anger your junior brother?"
Zhao Dun was furious. If it weren't for the injury on his back, he would have jumped up from the bed, panting at this time.
"Tomorrow when your senior brother Pang comes back, let him kneel at the door of the martial arts hall and apologize to your junior brother Huang!"
Huang An's thoughts were racing, and he felt that he understood something, but there was something important that he failed to grasp. After hearing the master's last words, he quickly came to his senses.
"Master, there is no need to be so angry. It is understandable that Senior Brother Pang acted like this. It was Junior Brother who took advantage of him."
Huang An explained to Pang Han, not because he was a coward or because he was a good old man.
But his most important task now is to learn martial arts safely and continue his life.
Huang An is not that stupid to still hold grudges and offend others when his life is about to be lost.
As long as you can live, being scolded is nothing. Even if you are beaten, it is nothing. You can just come back when you find an opportunity in the future.
Although Pang Han's martial arts cultivation is not at the level of Bronze Skin, but with his petty thoughts, once he kneels at the door of the martial arts hall to apologize in public, the two parties will be regarded as having a deadly feud.
If he resents himself even more because of this and secretly attacks himself, then it will be too late for Huang An to cry.
That's why Huang An is so generous today.
"You have good intentions! But there are no rules, so let's do it."
Zhao Dun sighed, knowing that he, a young disciple of his own age, had misunderstood the relationship between the martial arts school and Pang Han.
After saying so much, he was tired, and he also had to dissolve the huge medicinal power of the exotic animal meat he had just eaten, so he issued an eviction order and said helplessly to Zhao Yan:
"Go out and explain it clearly to your junior brother."
The master has made up his mind, and Huang An can only do nothing. However, according to what the master said, there is something hidden in it, which arouses Huang An's interest.
After the three senior brothers and sisters said goodbye to Zhao Dun, they left the courtyard.
On the way back, Huang An and Zhao Yan walked side by side, with Xiao Cai Mi walking behind, giggling.
Dad's injury has recovered, and the happiness of the little money fan is back.
The only pity is that Junior Brother Huang will have to spend his own money to learn martial arts in the future.
"Junior Brother, you don't know something. Senior Brother Pang is not Master's close disciple."
Zhao Yan's words aroused Huang An's interest, and he listened carefully.
"You must also know that my martial arts path in the Ming Dynasty was controlled by the imperial court. Even Guiyuan Tang, who was an introduction to martial arts, was the same."
Huang An was surprised. The amount of information contained in Second Senior Sister's words was too great. Although he couldn't understand much of it, he seemed to understand some.
The Ming Dynasty's court had very tight control over martial arts. They even had Guiyuan Tang, the entry point to martial arts, in their hands.
As for what Senior Sister Zhao said that he "also knew", Huang An actually didn't know anything, but he didn't say anything, so he listened with all his ears.
Suddenly, Huang An realized that even the Guiyuan Tang was in the hands of the imperial court. What about the way to advance to the martial arts realm? It must also be in the hands of the imperial court.
But in this case, what can the martial arts school teach? Is it still useful to become a disciple?
Is it necessary for those martial arts forces that are not imperial forces to exist?
Existence is reasonable, and there must be secrets that you don't know about.
Although he was full of doubts in his heart, Huang An didn't show it at all. From the tone of his senior sister and the reaction of the little money fan, this kind of thing should be common sense and he couldn't ask out loud.
Huang An listened quietly, this was the best way for him to understand the world.