Chapter 29: The Master of Andrology, the Gospel of Strange Diseases!
The big ship is about to leave the shore, and the formation on the bottom of the ship has begun to operate, and you can feel the clear force of water lifting the hull.
In the cabin on the top floor, Wu Wan leaned against the desk, his eyes full of thoughts, and remained motionless for a moment.
Although the old man who told fortunes did not follow him directly, it was almost certain that he was being targeted.
Can a serious hexagram master directly block the road and tell others that there is a bloody disaster?
Wu Wan deliberately gave the money and silk as a test. The other party's first reaction was not to protect the money and silk, but to hold the jade coins and subconsciously want to talk to him more...
I don’t care about money at all. Could this be a sign of a professional charlatan?
Just, very unprofessional.
'Although misfortunes and blessings have not yet appeared at this time, they cannot hinder Su Qing.'
Taking a gentle breath, Wu Wan had made a decision.
——Let Master Zuodong take Lin Suqing one step ahead, and then he will hide in the sea and wait for the big ship behind him, and then disappear into the human world without a trace.
I was careless and didn't flash in advance.
I really didn't expect that the forces behind Brother Ji could directly capture his movements southward and find him here.
coincide?
Although this possibility is not ruled out, Wu Wan cannot place his hope on the word 'possible'.
What if the hexagram master suddenly appeared outside the door and asked himself with a smile: "Is it a trial, little friend? Ninety-nine percent of the time you will die."
You will be extremely passive!
Boom, boom, boom...
Suddenly there was the sound of a cane tapping on the ship's plank outside the door.
In fact, this sound was the only thing left in Wu Hu's ears. There was an incomparable tranquility between the sea and the sky, and the hustle and bustle of the ship disappeared without a trace.
The hatch in front of Wu Wang was opened at some point or by whom...
Youdao's figure floated slowly and silently in front of Wu Huan's door.
This is an old man.
His long gray hair was casually draped, he had a raincoat over his shoulders, and he was holding a long staff. His old face seemed quite ordinary at first glance, but it left no trace of an impression on people and was easily forgotten.
When the old man was about to float through the hatch, he turned to look at Wu Wan.
Wu Wan's heart tightened. If he hadn't had strong self-control, he would have almost thrown out dozens of crystal balls and spread out his star wings to escape.
When the old man's figure just floated past the door frame...
"My dear friend, you are the young master of the Bear Hug Clan, bear tyrant?"
Suddenly a gentle call came from behind.
Wu Wan was stiff all over, with goosebumps covering his arms; he turned his head slightly and saw that the barefoot old man who had just passed by outside was now sitting strangely at the table by the window, seemingly smiling.
Moreover, Wu Wan still couldn't remember this person's appearance, he could only feel that the other person was smiling pleasantly.
Calm down and don't panic.
Wu Wan immediately made a decision in his heart, made a stunned look, raised his hand to gesture to the figure passing by outside, and then looked at the figure sitting by the window, his mouth was slightly dry.
"haha."
The old man in coir raincoat held his beard and smiled softly, leaned his wooden stick beside the table, and said slowly:
“As I get older, sometimes I can’t control my appearance.
Come on, little friend, come and sit, don’t be cautious, and don’t be afraid, I’m here because of your strange illness this time.”
Wu Wan groaned for a few times and asked: "May I ask, senior, who are you..."
"You can think of me as an ordinary doctor."
The barefooted old man in coir raincoat stared at Wu Wan, with his hands on his knees, sitting in a rather chic posture.
He explained: "Previously, one of my disciples went to Beiye to collect medicine, and happened to be met by the leader of the Xionghuo tribe, who asked him to cure his strange disease.
It seems that some unpleasant things happened later, but these are not that important.
My disciple was quite troubled after leaving Beiye and almost went crazy.
He has been practicing medicine for more than 3,600 years, and has treated countless people, but he is unable to find out the root cause of my little friend’s strange disease. I feel so distressed that I couldn’t help but go to my secluded place to search for it a few days ago.
I.
He said that your strange disease is very strange. It is not a mental disease, not a physical disease, and it is not a mental illness. It is really impossible to determine the cause."
Wu Wan blinked, and bubbles popped up from behind his head, with the silhouette of a certain black-and-white scene emerging inside them.
[That was a sunny afternoon when I was eleven years old.
My father descended from the sky on a flying bear and brought with him an immortal Taoist, an old Taoist wearing a silk-covered green robe. The Taoist's expression was very confident, and the expressions of the surrounding tribesmen were very respectful.
Soon, several strong men carried the old Taoist out of the royal court and threw him gently on the grass.
The old Taoist lay there with his eyes blank, even if the medicine box hit him, he didn't react...
After a while, the old Taoist burst into tears, stood up, looked at the sky, left a cry, and left in the clouds amidst the surprised eyes of the tribesmen.
Wu Wan still remembers that cry, it was so unwilling and painful, and it also made him feel a little guilty.
"No - this disease is too difficult!"
Later, there was a complaint that my father Xiong Han had been talking about for several years:
'Can eating grass cure diseases? Can it also replenish vitality? Ridiculous!'
Every time Wu Wan thought about this, he could only shake his head secretly, lamenting that his old father didn’t know what he had missed.]
"Senior, you!"
Wu Wan's voice trembled, two balls of flame ignited in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "Could he be the master of Dr. Yuan?"
"That's right," the old man squinted his eyes and chuckled, holding his beard and humming, "I originally wanted to go to Beiye to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you here by chance. Can the strange disease be cured at this time? Can you let me diagnose and treat you?"
Wu Wang asked with concern: "Is Doctor Yuan okay?"
"He's fine, but he was too confident before. How can there be a miracle doctor in this world who can cure all diseases?"
The old man said warmly: "Xiao Yuan is only good at treating men's hidden diseases. It stands to reason that he is just the right one for your strange disease, little friend. He was unable to find out the root cause of the disease, which was a big blow to him.
Fortunately, he cheered up and continued to travel between heaven and earth, practicing medicine and immortality.
What? Is it possible, little friend, that you can’t trust my medical skills?”
Wu Wan rolled up his sleeves and came quickly, saying in succession: "Thank you, senior, thank you, senior."
The old man Fu Xu nodded, and after Wu Wang sat aside, he stretched out his arm, pressed his fingers on his veins, and said with a smile:
"You trust me like this, little friend?"
It’s coming, it’s indeed a temptation with a testing nature.
Wu smiled and said sternly without taking back his arm:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "First of all, if senior has any harm to me, one finger is enough to destroy my soul.
In front of such a master as my predecessor, no matter how much I spend my time, I might as well retain a little more sincerity.
Secondly, not many people know that I have a strange illness, and even fewer people know my identity here.
In addition to being a master and apprentice with Divine Doctor Yuan, the seniors should also have learned information about me from other channels; such as Brother Ji, Fairy Ling, or the True Fairyland teacher next to them.
Thirdly, it’s hard for me to refuse the conditions you mentioned, senior.
This strange disease has been afflicting me for nearly ten years, and it is destroying my self-confidence as a man all the time.
If there is hope for a cure, even if it is a little risky, I will admit it!
Senior, please!"
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the young master of the Beiye clan. He has such insight and courage at the age of eighteen. Not bad."
The old man Fu Xu chuckled a few times and put two fingers on Wu Wan's wrist.
At this moment, Wu Wan suddenly saw the old man's face clearly, and the old man's voice and appearance appeared in his memory.
The old man should have been handsome and handsome when he was young, but now he can only be described as kind-hearted.
Although the thin face looks old, there are not many wrinkles; the blood on the cheeks is warm, but it gives people a sense of decay.
Soon, the old man frowned slightly and pondered.
Wu Wan's heart was also raised, and he stared at this big man. The thoughts in his heart were quite complicated. He was curious about the identity of this old man, and wanted to know whether there could be a solution to his strange disease.
After about a while, the old man uttered two words:
"strangeness."
Wu Huan sighed in his heart, immediately cheered up, and said with a smile: "Senior, please worry, my strange disease should not be a symptom."
"My little friend," the old man said seriously, "could you tell me when you first fell ill?"
"When I was seven or eight years old," Wu Huan thought for a while, but did not directly say anything about the dream, "this strange disease suddenly came, but I have no memory of how it came about."
The old man nodded slowly. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth in the cabin with bare feet.
Wu Wan sat quietly beside him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He had not felt this uneasy in many years.
The big ship swayed slightly and was sailing on the sea at full speed.
"Young Master? Are there any guests?"
Lin Suqing's voice came from outside the door. The old aunt looked into the house, but was blocked by Wu Wan with a silencing gesture.
Lin Suqing stared at the old man for a few times, doubts rising in her heart. Before she could say anything more, she was dragged away by the whisk thrown by Taoist Zuodong.
In the next cabin, Taoist Zuodong hurriedly opened the sound insulation array and stared at Lin Suqing:
"Reckless! What are you looking at there!"
"Master, there's a guest over there, I'm going to get some tea... Senior, why can't my disciple remember his face?"
"That's called Outside the World, also known as Wu Xiangzun! Can you see the almighty face casually?"
Taoist Zuodong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and scolded:
"Be honest here, don't cause any trouble!"
At the same time, Wu Wan had some realizations and felt a little regretful that the old aunt had missed an opportunity.
It was quiet in the cabin, but the old man paced for half an hour. Finally, he turned and looked at Wu Wan, his eyes a little bright:
"My little friend, can you come with me? Let's see first how your strange disease develops."
Wu Wang thought for a moment, nodded solemnly, and packed up his storage magic weapon in front of the old man, then went to the next door house and said slowly:
"Su Qing, I will leave with this senior first. Senior is here to help me treat my illness.
If I won't be able to come back for a while, Su Qing, please follow Senior Zuodong back to the sect, and I will go find you when I have time."
After a pause of words, Wu Wan smiled again and said:
"If senior has given me any benefit, I will also leave a share for you."
"Young man, it's not good to be too naughty. What good can I, an old man, do to you?"
The barefoot old man chuckled softly, and a treasure pill flew out of his sleeve. The treasure pill turned into a stream of light, penetrated through the gap in the door and window, and disappeared directly into Lin Suqing's mouth.
Lin Suqing, who was about to rush out, staggered, fell backwards, and fell asleep.
Wu Wan turned his head and glanced at the old man, who smiled and said: "A pill that enhances her affinity with Dao. Let's go to the shore first and find a few more women to try."
"Thank you, senior."
Wu Wan felt Lin Suqing's state and felt a little relieved. He bowed his hands across the wooden board and said, "Senior Zuodong, please take care of yourself."
Beside, the right hand of the old man in coir raincoat fell on his shoulder.
Before Wu Huan had time to make any response, he felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and the light and shadow around him were stretched infinitely and contracted extremely quickly.
In almost the blink of an eye, he had left the big ship and appeared in a valley.
In front of us is a river bed paved with pebbles, with towering and upright valleys on both sides, and in the distance there are a few thatched cottages with smoke rising from their cooking stoves.
this?
Teleport? Move the universe? Or is it an illusion?
Wu Wan felt the gentle breeze and listened to the roars of animals and birds singing from the forest in the distance, and for a moment he couldn't get back to his senses.
I knew that this big man's strength was unpredictable, but I didn't expect that he could... compare with his old mother.
Moreover, the mother relied on the power of the Star God to achieve long-distance teleportation. This old senior brought him here without leaving a trace, and he could only feel slight fluctuations in the spiritual energy.
Definitely a master in the human realm.
"I heard from Xiao Yuan that your strange disease causes you to fall into coma when you come into contact with women?" the old man asked warmly.
Wu Wan said hurriedly: "To be precise, when I touch a woman, I will faint."
"Don't move here, I'll go over there and invite some women over."
The old man said softly and then warned: "Let the layer of ice crystals covering your body be removed for now."
Wu Wang nodded honestly.
Soon, the old man came with a smile and several people from the thatched cottage in the distance, including a young girl with a mountain spirit, a middle-aged woman, an old woman, and a strong man.
Experimental control group?
The corner of Wu Huan's mouth twitched slightly. He was impressed by the rigor of this old man, but also felt that he had become the frog waiting to be dissected in the experimental class in his previous life.
Next, it was another ordeal for Wu Wan.
At first, Wu Wan sat cross-legged on the ground and raised his hands to come into contact with the four people, but he would faint every time.
When they arrived at the back, the old man couldn't help but sit behind Wu Wan, holding him up with his hands, his eyes full of feelings...
The last time I touched the strong man, there was no reaction at all.
The strong man's face turned red and he looked at Wu Wan with burning eyes. Wu Wan gave an ugly fake smile.
"Brother, relax your hands."
The strong man came back to his senses, quickly retracted his rough hands, smiled a few times at Wu Wanhan, and blinked lightly.
Wu Wan trembled all over and almost couldn't help but hit someone.
"There are many who work hard, and there are many who work hard."
The old man in coir raincoat thanked him, and the others hurriedly said no, and while looking at Wu Wang, they returned to the thatched cottage.
The girl asked in a low voice: "Can't this brother touch women?"
Wu Wan smiled weakly and said, "Maybe I'm waiting for a woman who can get in touch with me to appear."
Two little stars suddenly appeared in the girl's eyes, and the strong man... blinked at Wu Wan again...
Wu Wan:......
After a few people left, Wu Wan sat upright after his dizziness disappeared.
The old man was sitting barefoot and cross-legged in front of Wu Wang, with his wooden stick flat on his body and a slightly serious expression.
"Senior, are you at your wits' end?"
"No, I have a way to help you," the old man said slowly, "I have probably figured out where your illness comes from. It's not a disease of your soul or your body and mind. You should be the only one in the world.
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Xiao Yuan, it’s not unfair to cry.”
Wu Wang was startled for a moment, then suddenly stood up excitedly and stared: "You just said, is there a way you can help me?"
"Yes, I have a way to help you."
Wu Wan said in a trembling voice: "Seriously?"
"Why, you still can't trust me?"
The barefoot old man snorted, reached out and groped in his sleeves, and quickly took out a tablecloth similar to that of a fortune-telling booth, and shook it open to reveal four large characters inside -
Female, sick, no worries!
Wu Wan couldn't help but tilted his head. The old man looked down and calmly put the tablecloth back and replaced it with another one:
Male,sickness,holy,hand!
The old man smiled and said: "Reproduction is the top priority of a race. In my hands, there are only eight hundred men who are confident enough. It can be said that I am the only one in the world who can solve your disease."
"May I ask, senior, who are you?"
"You can call me Old Man Lianshan."
"call……"
Wu Wan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Senior, I almost thought you were the legendary contemporary Human Emperor Shen Nong who had tasted all kinds of herbs and pioneered the way of medicine. Fortunately, it was not the case. How could the Human Emperor be so casual and appear in front of a junior like me so easily?
"
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "Ah, my name is Shen Nong. In addition to treating people in the human realm, I also worked part-time as the human emperor for seven or eight thousand years."
Wu Wan straightened his neck, his expression a little stiff.
"Sit down, don't be restrained," the old man said with a smile, "I am a doctor and you are a seeker. Let me decide whether to help you.