"You're welcome, let's eat." Lin Yu didn't care that the meal he invited today was equivalent to more than half a year's salary of others. He picked up his chopsticks and asked Su Ziye to eat.
Although the food in this place is ridiculously expensive, it is indeed expensive for a reason. The authentic Jiangnan Bajue is definitely not comparable to the fake dishes made by other places with a lot of gimmicks.
Xinglintang......
As one of the seven major clinics in Jiangnan, Xinglin Tang has an endless stream of patients coming from all over the world for medical treatment every day.
Moreover, Mr. Su is highly respected and his Xinglin Hall is not for profit. Both the consultation fees and the prices of medicinal materials are very cheap. In fact, the seven major clinics in Jiangnan all do this. This is why Jiangnan
Traditional Chinese medicine is far more popular than other places.
Because the price is cheap, Xinglintang itself is one of the seven major clinics in Jiangnan, so the patients who come here every day are as good as a small hospital.
Mr. Su has eight direct disciples, and the minimum number of these disciples who have been practicing medicine is more than ten years, so they are completely unique. Everyone sits in the clinic every day, and when they encounter some difficult diseases or have doubts, they will go to the clinic after closing in the evening.
Put it forward, and Mr. Su will answer it one by one.
That night, Su Zhe explained the questions they raised to several disciples, and gave them a few examples to let them have a deeper understanding of this disease. This will ensure that they will not be troubled again when they encounter similar problems in the future.
Stumped.
Mr. Su's lectures are very detailed and serious. He teaches almost all his disciples with all his heart. Unlike some traditional Chinese medicine clinics, although there are disciples, some real skills are still hidden.
After clearing the doubts for several disciples, they said goodbye and left. Mr. Su looked around and saw that there were no patients waiting for treatment. He felt a little tired today, so he closed Xinglin Hall early.
Although Xinglin Hall is large, at night, there are only two people in this place, Mr. Su and Su Ziye, because Mr. Su’s children are not in Jiangnan. So at night, this place seems empty.
There is a small ancestral hall in the backyard of the Su family. What is enshrined in it is not a tablet of the Su family, nor is it a god. What is enshrined in it is just a statue of the King of Medicine, because the Su family’s thousand-gold prescription is different from the Yao King’s thousand-gold prescription.
, there is still some connection.
Mr. Su lit three pillars of incense and bowed respectfully three times to the bronze statue of Medicine King.
Right in front of the statue of King of Medicine, there is a huge cauldron, which is more than half a person tall and more than two meters wide. This cauldron is ancient and full of incense ashes. Obviously, it has been a tradition for the Su family to worship King of Medicine for generations.
.
Mr. Su inserted three sticks of incense into the cauldron that served as an incense burner, and then stepped back.
At this moment, there was a roar outside the window of the ancestral hall, and a figure quickly passed by the window.
The silhouette of a human figure is extremely fast. If it is an ordinary person, it will never be detected. However, Mr. Su clearly understood the situation outside the window. He put the three sticks of incense in his hand and said lightly: "Since you are here, then show up."
Let’s meet him in person.”
Squeak, the wooden door of the ancestral hall slowly opened, and a tall middle-aged man walked in. He was wearing an Oriental warrior uniform and wearing a pair of wooden clogs. He walked very lightly, and the wooden clogs stepped on the wooden floor.
There was no sound at all on the floor.
This person was clearly Kawana Kazuha. He held Onimaru in his hand and walked in slowly.
"Sure enough, it's you again." Mr. Su smiled.
"I just discovered today that Su-kun is a master." Kawana Kazuyo's eyes were full of fighting spirit. He smiled faintly and said: "Su-kun is so hidden. I have seen you three times before, but I didn't realize that you are a master."
Master."
"I'm not an expert, I'm just an old man who knows a lot about Chinese medicine. Mr. Kawana comes to visit me again and again. What's the reason?" Mr. Su said with a smile.
"My purpose of coming has been made very clear." Kawana Kazuyo said: "I just want to borrow the Danyang Golden Formula to have a look, because the Danyang Golden Formula, the things recorded in it can make up for the shortcomings of my master's unique unity energy.
You Chinese people are friendly, and you also hope that your Chinese traditions will be carried forward."
"So, I ask you, Su-kun, to be as beautiful as you are and to grant my unsolicited request." Kawana Kazuyo held the sword in both hands, bowed forward and said, "Please."
"I rejected your request the first two times, and I told you very clearly that our Su family only has the ordinary Thousand Gold Prescription, and does not have the Danyang Golden Prescription you mentioned." Mr. Su said: "Even if there is,
I won’t show it to a Japanese devil like you either.”
"Su Jun's words are wrong. I have carefully studied the prescriptions you have prescribed, and I can conclude that your Thousand Gold Prescriptions are exactly from the fragments of Danyang Jinfang. If you don't have Jinyang Danfang in your hand, then you
How did the thousand-gold prescription that the Su family relies on come from? Haha, don't tell me, it was carefully thought out by successive generations of your Su family. I don't believe it." Kawana Kazuyo smiled.
"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway." Mr. Su smiled and said: "But judging from your attitude tonight, are you unwilling to give up until you achieve your goal?"
Kawana Kazuyo nodded and said: "The real purpose of my coming to China is to find the Danyang Golden Fang and carry forward my master's Heyi Sect. At the same time, I have an explanation for my master so that he can feel at ease under the Nine Springs."
, If Mr. Su really doesn't help me, then tonight I will only be...offended."
After Kawana Kazuyo finished speaking, he bowed deeply.
"Danyang Jinfang, it is a crime to possess a jade." Mr. Su sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "Let's do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, and the sound of whizzing through the air could be heard endlessly. Dozens of silver awns streaked through the air and made a surprise attack towards Kawana Kazuyo. While throwing out the silver needle, Mr. Su stepped forward.
He stepped forward, cupped his fists with both hands, and hugged Han Yuan. He shouted loudly and punched out.
Click... The wooden floor under Mr. Su's feet suddenly cracked, and crisscrossing cracks extended from all around him.
The oni pill in Kawana Kazuyo's hand was suddenly unsheathed, and there was a clanking sound. Along with countless sparks on the blade, all the silver needles were knocked off. His eyes were as sharp as swords, and the oni pill in his hand was slashed forward.
The two people passed each other, and boom... Mr. Su hit a pillar with his fist. With a bang, the big red pillar left a deep punch mark, and Kawana Kazuyo slashed with his sword.
It landed on the wooden board behind Mr. Su, and with a click, the wooden floor cracked. He raised his right hand, and the surface floor was suddenly lifted up.
Kawana Kazuha turned back fiercely, and Onimaru struck again with the sword in his hand.
Mr. Su's second punch had already come, bang...his punch directly hit Kawana Kazuyo's blade.
Kawana Kazuyo's body shook slightly, and his figure floated backwards like a fallen leaf. His toes were a little on the ground, and his figure stood up. In mid-air, he held Onimaru tightly with both hands, and shouted loudly,
Cut it down with a sword.
The sword was like thunder, and a silvery cold light suddenly flashed in the void, and then the cold light scattered like lightning, weaving into a sword net.
Mr. Su shouted loudly, slammed his right foot on the ground, crossed his fists, and punched out again.
Bang... The sword light woven into the sword net shattered, the sword energy and fist wind dispersed, and cracks appeared on the walls of the ancestral hall.
Kawana Kazuyo was on the ground, and his figure rose up. He shouted loudly, and with the power of sweeping away thousands of troops, the Onimaru in his hand slashed forward with his sword.
The sword light was slashing out like thunder on the ground, and the bright silver brilliance illuminated the slightly dim ancestral hall. Phew... the sword light spread out again, forming a series of silver electric snakes.
Mr. Su did not retreat but moved forward. He took another step forward, shouted loudly, and punched again. His punch was obviously more difficult than the last one, but it was still majestic.
Bang... Mr. Su's body shook violently, and he took a few steps back. Several silver electric snakes suddenly penetrated his body. He screamed in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Kawana Kazuha rushed forward quickly, dragging the Onimaru in his hand to the ground. Suddenly he shouted loudly and slashed out with his sword again.
The sword light was weaving into a sword net, and the crisscrossing sword light flashed away like lightning in the sky, and then disappeared into Mr. Su's body.
The three swords were slashed out, Kawana Kazuyo returned the sword and sheathed it, but the murderous intent of Onimaru in his hand seemed to be a little more intense.
Mr. Su's body froze on the spot, his eyes widened and his face full of horror.
Kawana Kazuyo walked up to Mr. Su, and he said with some regret: "It's a pity that you are the master who faced me for the first time since I came to Hualai. You failed to take my three swords. I didn't want to kill you."
, but you must die."
"What kind of swordsmanship is that?" Mr. Su's body began to tremble violently.
"The sword style just now was the Thunder Six Style, but unfortunately I only completed the fifth style. The last style is a bottleneck. No matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of that bottleneck." Kawana Kazuyo said with some regret: "But I will kill you.
enough."
Puff puff... there were several soft sounds, and blood spattered out. Mr. Su's eyes went dark, and he fell backward. The moment he fell to the ground, he called out: "Cotyledon..."
Su Ziye was his most beloved granddaughter. The moment he fell, her face seemed to appear in front of him again, from a toddler to a successful doctor. But Mr. Su felt guilty because he felt,
I am too strict with her.
At the moment he fell, he was still thinking that if he could do it over again, he would not be so strict with his granddaughter. He would let her know how deeply he loved her. The picture in his mind was frozen, and before his eyes,
It is boundless darkness.
As soon as the door of the ancestral hall rang, several figures rushed in. All six of them were wearing Japanese samurai uniforms. One of them bowed deeply to Kawana Kazuyo and said, "Master, I didn't find anything."
"Jinyang Danfang...Jinyang Danfang." Kawana Kazuyo murmured these words: "This is a wonderful book of Chinese medicine. Of course he will not let us discover it so easily. In order to carry forward our Eastern
I have been investigating martial arts and medicine for thirteen years, but in the end, this is the result."