Four hundred and sixtieth chapters Sanfeng real person has gossip
Wu Buzui's courtyard has the feel of a courtyard house in the old capital. In terms of rooms and living rooms, it should be six bedrooms and two living rooms. When you enter the door, you will find a living room and a dining room, separated by a frosted glass door. Directly north of the living room, there are a few steps up.
There were three rooms on both sides of the corridor. Mr. Wu led Xu Qing to the door of the last room. When he pushed open the door, he could smell the fragrance of grass yào volatilizing in the air. TXT e-book download**
As soon as I glanced at it, I saw that the first two walls of the room were lined with wooden shelves filled with bottles and cans of various sizes. Directly opposite was a yào cabinet with a drawer, and the smell of grass and yào came from here.
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Wu Bului walked to the yào cabinet, bent down and opened the bottom drawer, and pulled out a bag made of unknown leather from a pile of hay-like yào materials. The moment the bag was taken out of the drawer
, Xu Qing’s eyes suddenly lit up.
Good guy, this old man really hid something good! Xu Qing's heart palpitated because he could clearly see that there was a dense layer of golden gas attached to the surface of the leather bag, and it was impossible to see clearly inside with clairvoyant eyes.
What exactly was packed inside? The only thing that could be seen was that even Wu Buzui's hand holding the bag was wrapped in gold and became blurry.
Wu Buzui took the bag and patted it. A puff of dust made him sneeze loudly twice. Xu Qing happened to step forward and squat down, and was caught off guard and was sprayed in the face by these two old shotguns.
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"Hey! Can I tell you to be more delicate? If you have any objections, don't mention it like this." Xu Qing smiled bitterly and wiped the spit on his face, eh! This old man has eaten garlic, and the smell of garlic is overwhelming.
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Wu Buzui smiled, rubbed his nose and said, "I'm sorry, this thing has been kept for a long time, but it is definitely a good thing for you warriors."
After speaking, he stretched out his hand to untie the leather rope on the mouth of the bag, took out an object wrapped in gold energy and spread it in the palm of his hand. Threads of gold energy rose up, split into two parts in the air and cast into Xu Qing's eyes.
This long-lost refreshing feeling lasted for a full two minutes before it ended.
Wu Buzui couldn't see this wonderful scene at all. When he saw Xu Qing in a daze, he thought he was attracted by the object in his hand. He was secretly happy. He had a son. He had this thing and he was afraid that he wouldn't give it to me.
To cure a disease?
After absorbing all the golden energy and coming back to his senses, Xu Qing finally saw the appearance of the object clearly. It was a yellowed bone. To be precise, it should be the bone of some kind of animal, but this bone had been polished into
An octagonal ornament the size of a palm. It looks a bit like Bagua, yes, it is Bagua. There are many horizontal lines and carvings on it. Judging from the degree of wear and tear, this thing must be an old object.
Wu Buzui held the piece of bone Bagua forward in his hand, almost touching the tip of Xu Qing's nose, and said with some pride: "Look, this is something used by Master Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect. What, say warriors
Isn’t your dream an exaggeration?”
Xu Qing reached out and took the bone bagua, weighed it, smiled and said: "It's good, what do you want me to do?"
Wu Buzui rubbed his hands, a hint of joy appeared on his old face, and asked in a low voice: "If the old man guessed correctly, your internal martial arts should have been practiced to the extent that you can release your internal energy to the outside, right?"
Xu Qing smiled noncommittally and said: "If you have anything to say, just say it. As long as I'm not allowed to kill people and set fires, I will do my best to do whatever I can."
Wu Bului gritted his teeth and said: "Let's be clear, as a doctor who uses a knife, getting Parkinson's disease is the same as being unable to use a knife anymore. This is more uncomfortable than killing an old man. I want you to use your internal skills to help me.
Unblock a few clots in the cranial blood vessels, whether it succeeds or not, this thing is yours."
Xu Qing frowned: "If you are sure this is useful, I can try it, but you have to help me determine the exact location. This matter is somewhat risky, so you have to think clearly."
The lines on Wu Buzui's cheeks moved twice, as if he was calculating the risk of doing so. Xu Qing sat on the floor with a leisurely time, playing with the piece of bone Bagua in his hand. There was something on one of the small corners of the thing.
It has a small hole, so it would be nice to wear it and hang it around your neck.
The surface of the bone bagua is already very smooth. It should be something that is often played with. Just like some ancient yù, people who love it will keep it with them at all times. Whenever they have time, they will take it out and rub it in their hands. It will last for many years.
The luster and texture will change. Some utensils are polished, moist and shiny after being rubbed by their owners for many years, as if they have been endowed with spirituality.
As my favorite object, I carry it around with me to watch and play, which often produces some unexpected resonance between people and objects. In fact, the texture is no longer important. If this piece of bone Bagua is really an object that Zhang Sanfeng often carries with him to play with,
For (4), it is very precious to a warrior. Even if it were not for the layer of gold attached to it, it would be enough to conclude that it was an item carried by an ancient warrior. Now that it is in Xu Qing's hands, it will never be easily
The principle of letting go.
Things like these used by ancient warriors are rare to Xu Qing, at least the colored gas seeping out of them is extremely precious to him who has clairvoyant eyes.
Wu Buzui thought about it for half an hour, and finally stood up with his hands clapped on his knees. He let out a long breath of relief, with a relaxed expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Life or death is a matter of fate. If I are allowed to put down the scalpel in this life,
It’s boring, I’ve decided to give it a try no matter what the consequences are.”
Xu Qing held the bone bagua in the palm of his hand, stood up and said: "Now that you have decided, let's give it a try. I will try my best. When will we start?"
Wu Bului smiled and said: "You go sit in the living room first, I have to prepare, I guess a quarter of an hour should be enough."
Without saying anything else, the two of them walked out of the door together. Wu Buzui went into a room to tinker, and Xu Qing walked into the living room alone. The old man's house had pure wooden furniture, and even the floor was made of bamboo.
, it’s really environmentally friendly. I sat casually on the wooden sofa and continued to study the bone gossip.
Not to mention that this thing is really hard to put down. Xu Qing repeatedly rubbed this piece of gossip with his palm. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Dudu's phone was connected, and a confident voice came from the receiver: "You brat, are you willing to call me?"
The call was made to Wang Tiangang. He was a well-informed old man. Xu Qing wanted to ask him if he knew the origin of this piece of bone gossip. He felt that something like this should have an explanation.
"Master, where are you having fun with your mistress right now? Didn't I come here to say hello to you?" When talking to Mr. Wang, this kid was full of camels, and he was smiling so much that his mouth reached the crook of his neck.