Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 144 Chapter 144
Lei Guangming closed his eyes and beckoned. Zhang Qianjun knelt down to Lei Guangming's mouth, listened attentively, and sniffed, "Say it!"

Lei Guangming said: "There is a major event related to the national destiny, and you need to run errands to complete it."

"kindness!"

Lei Guangming said: "Go find General Wu Wengen and tell him that Mu Chen has moved to Lanling County, let him surround him, close the door and beat dogs. Juner! Don't worry about us dead people, go do your best for the living. , the posthumous things will be done by the posthumous people.”

Zhang Qianjun nodded and choked with sobs.

Lei Guangming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Zhang Qianjun's head in his hands.

A massive amount of internal energy poured out from Lei Guangming's body and poured into Zhang Qianjun's body continuously.

Zhang Qianjun was like a twitching frog, unable to resist, he stretched out involuntarily from his respectful kneeling appearance.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a long time, maybe it was an instant, Lei Guangming's hand slipped down suddenly, Zhang Qianjun looked up, but he heard Lei Guangming muttered: "Brother! Wait for me." sound.

Zhang Qianjun touched his head to the ground, his back trembling.

A concerned voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Brother! My condolences!"

Zhang Qianjun didn't look back, and cried, "Who are you? Why do you call me Senior Brother?"

"My name is Wen Wu! I am the family member of Wang Guigui. I heard that the master carved the supreme classics at the Yumen Pass, so I took off the shackles and traveled across mountains and rivers to read them. Although I did not perform the etiquette of a teacher and a student, I can still be regarded as a Taoist disciple due to emotion and reason." , that’s why I call you Senior Brother!”

Zhang Qianjun asked: "Do you know what happened here?"

Wen Wudao: "I know!"

Zhang Qianjun: "Can you tell me about it?" Turning around, I realized that Wen Wu was also bruised and bruised.

So Wen Wu told the truth how Feng Qingyang fought against the enemy and how he died.

Zhang Qianjun asked in amazement: "Are you injured by the bomb?"

Wen Wudao: "It's not all. Before my uncle exploded the valley, I had defended at the mouth of the gorge, because the state was not bad enough. Although there were many crises, it was not so easy to be killed. I just killed the enemy against the wall, not many enemies. He was injured a lot. Later, he was surrounded by people, thinking that there was no hope of surviving. Just as he was desperately trying to lead the two enemies into a fight, he suddenly heard the uncle shouting: "I'm going to beat you so you're pregnant." Although I don't understand what it means , but when I heard the voice of my uncle, I immediately felt that there was hope, so I didn't break the pot and die with everyone."

Wen Wu paused for a moment, then sighed: "Master Uncle didn't fight for long, and there was a commotion in the valley, and someone shouted 'disperse. The shaking of the mountain made people tremble, I was pushed away by a gust of air, and I didn't know whether it was a shock or a knock, and I fell into a coma."

Zhang Qianjun sighed and said, "You are so self-cultivated."

Wen Wu smiled wryly, "I'm afraid it won't work if you don't raise it."

Zhang Qianjun: "You are a hero, and you call me senior brother, so I won't treat you as an outsider. Just because you have killed countless enemies in defending your home and country, you should accept apprentices on your behalf."

Wen Wu smiled with blood on his face.

Zhang Qianjun: "I'm ashamed to say that I am a direct disciple but I have never killed an enemy or a soldier."

Wen Wuyu said earnestly: "There will be a chance, the master will not let you do it, it is for you to do better in the future."

Zhang Qianjun nodded thoughtfully, and said in a heavy tone: "Take me to see the master."

Wen Wu: "Help me, I'll show you the way."

Zhang Qianjun supported Wen Wu, and the two staggered on the road to hell in the world.

Severed limbs can be seen everywhere.

At the mouth of the canyon, the two couldn't help but slow down their progress, tiptoeing, for fear of stepping on the martyrs.

Someone hugged the cavalry, bit the enemy's neck and refused to let go.

Someone stuck a spear in his body and died with the enemy in his arms.

There were two people, one was stabbed several times in the back, but he used himself as a rope, entangled the enemy with his hands and feet, the other lost his lower body but bit the enemy's lifeblood tightly, and his five fingers sank deeply into the enemy's stomach.

……

Wen Wu pointed to a circle of boulders and said, "This is surrounded by Mao Erniang and Mao Nvxia, and the master sits cross-legged inside."

Zhang Qianjun fell to his knees with a bang, dragged his knees and walked to the side of the stone circle, tremblingly moved away a few stones, tears streaming down his face.

Wen Wudao: "Sit cross-legged and die. It is said that it is the performance of Taoism to go to immortality, so I didn't move it on my own initiative."

Taking inner alchemy one by one from Feng Qingyang's lap, Zhang Qianjun wiped his back carefully.

Zhang Qianjun said: "Brother!"

Wen Wu let out an "ah", feeling slightly sweet in his heart.

Zhang Qianjun wondered: "Can you bury the masters and let the heroes rest in peace?"

Wen Wu: "It's a matter of course, a matter of course, just following your wishes..."

Zhang Qianjun sighed: "It's really inconvenient for me to stay here for a long time. My uncle told me before he died, 'Don't worry about the dead, but do your best for the living'. I need to find General Wu Wengen immediately and convey the military news. After that, I will So I will go to my senior brother Yang Fan, hand over to him the things that the master prepared to give him before his death, and learn the Tao from the senior brother. After I finish my studies, I will come back here, open a Taoist temple, build a Taoist temple, and build a sacrificial tower for the master." After speaking, he stepped forward leave.

Wen Wu looked at Zhang Qianjun's back, bowed and said, "Respectfully send off senior brother!" After watching him for a long time, he said in his heart, "I'll wait for you to come back here."

Strength is a condition for fear, but not a necessary condition for respect.

In Lanling County, a poor courtyard in the West District.

Yang Fan smiled and counted the "Po Yi Dan" in his hand, "One, two, three... thirty."

Uncle Liu came from outside, his face was full of sadness.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "What's the matter? But the city is too chaotic, and you see injustice again?"

Liu Bodao: "If a sage has fallen, why don't you feel sad? Today the military flag has been lowered by three points for him, and the emperor also stands to discuss matters when he goes to court."

Yang Fan: "Who is so awesome?"

Liu Bodao: "Feng Qingyang, head of Taoism, and Lei Guangming, head of Leimen, you don't know..." Liu Bo talked about the dusty past of Fenglei and Leimen, and publicized their glorious deeds.

Yang Fan was in a daze, turned a deaf ear, and murmured: "Master!" Then he walked out of the room and kowtowed three times and nine times in the direction of Yumen Pass.

Uncle Liu followed behind Yang Fan, nodding his head.

Yang Fan thought in his heart: "Speaking carefully, the master's death still has his own responsibility. It is his own plan, let Zhu Chao follow his plan, and pretend to kill famous generals to lure snakes out of the cave. It's just that the court acted better, bought a flaw, and deliberately gave up the barren derogation. The state asked Mu Chenguo to bite the bait. The imperial court originally wanted to kill some of Mu Chen’s cavalry through the Yumen Pass, and then intentionally let go of the gap in Qingzhou, lured Mu Chen into the urn, and finally closed the door and beat the dog, and beat the disabled Mu Chen’s dog legs. Master said so Immortals, after seeing themselves, they naturally knew the cause and effect, but for the sake of the country’s loss and the people’s casualties, they resolutely went to Chuanzhou and blocked the enemy with their own strength. Great, magnificent, let you respect it .”

Seeing that Yang Fan was in a daze for a long time, Uncle Liu couldn't help interrupting: "My lord!"

Yang Fan froze, regained his senses and nodded to Uncle Liu, and said flatly, "It's over here, let's go to the place where Master fought to express his condolences."

Uncle Liu didn't know that Yang Fan in front of him was Feng Qingyang's real apprentice, and he thought that he wanted to read Taoist classics just like the world.

At this moment, a woman's cry for help suddenly came from outside the gate of the courtyard. There was no reason for Yang Fan to ignore it. He took three steps in parallel and went to the hero to save the beauty.

In a poor village, four men surrounded a woman, touching this and scratching that, her mouth full of filth, all of them looked like pig brothers, with a big pig head, a pockmarked pig head, a lame pig head, and one of the flat headed pigs was even worse. I laughed so hard that my saliva flowed down.

Yang Fan's footsteps were fast, and he dodged in front of the woman, grabbed a salty pig's hand, twisted his hand slightly, and the sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a heart-piercing howl.

Yang Fan said with displeasure: "You bastards, the world is not in chaos, and you all blame others and blame yourself for being born at the wrong time. But when the world is in chaos, you don't contribute to the country and the people for the public, and you don't do anything for the future generations when you are private. Dedication and planning, but you have to do dirty things that harm others and yourself, and make your parents and offspring feel ashamed. Obviously you are a group of useless poor people, but you take pleasure in bullying poor people who are weaker than yourself, as if you can bully poor people who are alone You seem to be superior."

The four men looked at me and I looked at you. They could hear Yang Fan's words, but they couldn't comprehend his deep meaning when connected.

Liu Bo stood by the side of the alley without saying a word.

Yang Fan said: "The losers can still say: 'Life is a lifetime, come here to make up the numbers.' After all, they have tried, and failure is normal. No one says that life is only brilliant. People like you are not qualified to make up numbers like you, because You don't know why you live, you don't know why you die, you don't know what to ask for, if you don't have enough to eat, you steal, rob, and sell your daughters and wives for exchange For women from other people's families, ideals and dreams are better than thinking about them in dreams."

Hearing this kind of admonition, the four of them wanted to teach the little boy in front of them a good lesson, but they felt that they couldn't beat them, so they retreated step by step carefully.

Yang Fan continued to scold: "Do you think I like to say these things, do you think I like to scold people? Master died, I am not in a good mood; Master died for people like you, I am in a bad mood. He is alone A line of canyons blocked the enemy with their lives, how about you? A few people are bullying other people’s lives in the alley, you deserve to die, it’s useless when the Buddha comes, I’m telling you.” As he spoke, he dodged forward, ignoring his begging, strangled to death one by one .

Yang Fan clapped his hands, let out a breath, and said softly, "I feel much better." Just as he was about to leave, the woman grabbed his sleeve.

Yang Fan: "What's wrong?"

"Little girl Qiuqian, thank you young master for saving your life."

Yang Fan said: "You're welcome, don't worry, I'm happy to scold and kill, and my mood is much better."

Qiu Qian said: "I don't know your benefactor's surname, but I hope your benefactor will tell you, so that the little girl will remember it in her heart, and she can pray for the young master's blessings every year and festival."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "My name is Yang Fan! You will not continue to say that you are willing to promise me with your body?"

Qiu Qian blushed, and murmured: "If Mr. En is willing, he must obey."

Yang Fanqing coughed, not knowing how to answer.

(End of this chapter)