I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 153 Someone Visits
"I'm not sure about Tao Fengming's current situation. I'll go to the barracks right now and find a military doctor to take a look."

Shang Zuliang made a diagnosis for a while, and at this moment he opened his eyes with a deep breath, and moved his fingers away from Tao Fengming's hand, with a somewhat helpless and puzzled expression on his face.

Song Mu hurried forward and asked immediately.

"Teacher, what's the situation, teacher?"

Shang Zuliang also recognized Song Mu, and at the same time knew that Song Mu was now Tao Fengming's disciple, so he didn't show any impatience at the moment, he just thought for a moment, and then said to Song Mu.

"I can't tell you about your master's situation. The literary strength in his body is intermittent at the moment, and what's even more strange is that his dantian is unknown."

"Furthermore, his flesh and blood seem to be absorbing his literary power all the time, and the meridians in his entire body are already as thin as a cow's hair."

"Well, I have never seen such a situation. If it weren't for Mr. Fengming's special physique and ordinary people, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago."

Song Mu's expression also stopped suddenly when he heard this sentence.

It is true that my teacher has a hidden disease, and this hidden disease is so undetectable.

This made Song Mu's heart suddenly dark, and at this moment he also remembered what Shen Long said before, his teacher used to be a half-step bachelor.

Could it be that Tao Fengming did suffer something in the past years?
Or was it the last battle in Shaozhou Fucheng, where the Demon Sect Jinshi seriously injured him?
Countless thoughts flashed through Song Mu's mind, but Song Mu immediately adjusted and went out with Shang Zuliang to the military camp to find the military doctor.

Hearing that a Jinshi fell ill, the military camp soon sent a military doctor surnamed Cao to come here, and immediately made a diagnosis on Tao Fengming, and immediately came to a conclusion that shocked everyone.

Literary power is exhausted.

Song Mu stood beside him, and when he heard the news, the expression on his face was the most frustrated, and he also felt that this conclusion was the most untrue.

"My lord, are you sure? Master, he is a Jinshi, and his reading and writing skills are extremely strong."

"Not long ago, he had a fight with a demon cultist."

Song Mu asked, Xiao Xiong next to him also came up to talk with his hands clasped at the moment, his face also full of astonishment.

"That's right, my lord. Mr. Fengming just led us to a battle in the capital city of Shaozhou. He single-handedly defeated the Jinshi of the Demon Sect with the picture of killing hundreds of flowers without losing the wind."

"How could it be that the literary power is exhausted?"

"Yes, yes, my lord, please take another look."

The surrounding scholars followed suit, and none of them were willing to accept such a conclusion.Although they had not followed Tao Fengming for a short time, everyone was deeply impressed by Tao Fengming's various performances during this period.

Especially in Shaozhou Fucheng, the ground shook at that moment, and everyone respected Tao Fengming extremely.

But that old bearded doctor Cao just shook his head at the moment, with a somewhat helpless expression on his face.

"I can understand everyone's feelings, but everything the old man said is true. The adult in front of me must be quite old. Although his body looks strong, his dantian has long since disappeared."

"I'm also very curious about how he survived until now without his dantian, and fought like you said."

"Most of his meridians have been blocked, and Wenli is struggling to flow in it."

"I can imagine what kind of pain his body will experience every time he exerts his energy."

"Wen Li will constantly flush his broken meridians, and at the same time violently flush his body. Alas, if it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago."

Doctor Cao stood up slowly, cupped his hands towards the surroundings at this moment, and said with a sigh and shaking his head.

"I'll go back and prescribe a few medicines, which may help relieve some pain."

"But after that, at least for a long period of time, don't let him use his writing skills anymore."

After saying that, the old military doctor went outside. Everyone looked frustrated at the situation, and finally they all focused their attention on Tao Fengming who was lying unconscious on the bed.

Some disciples of the prefectural school didn't know about the affairs of Shaozhou prefectural city, and now they heard about it, and they discussed it in detail with some surprise.

It was heard that Tao Fengming showed his talents and tried his best to turn the tide, but in the end he became like this, and now he looks regretful.

Many people are now guessing what happened to Tao Fengming when he confronted that Demon Cult guy.

At this time, Song Mu had no other thoughts in his mind, but stood aside, looking at Tao Fengming worriedly.

Song Mu remembered what Tao Fengming had said to him when the two met for the first time.

In 20 years, I will help him with one thing.

Now, Song Mu really wanted to know what that matter was.

My master is obviously a peerless powerhouse, but now he just fell in front of him.

Song Mu felt that Tao Fengming must have experienced unimaginable things in the past.

There were too many thoughts in Song Mu's mind, which turned into a bit of worry at this moment, and his eyes stayed on Tao Fengming's face.

Maybe it was because of his still sloppy face, Song Mu felt a little guilty at the moment, so he got up to fetch water, and when he came back, his face was tidy.

At this moment, the others had also left one after another, and the hut was suddenly much quieter.

After helping Tao Fengming wash his face and tie his hair, this was the first time Song Mu could see the other person's face clearly.

It was an unusually handsome face, with a knife-shaved face, as if it had been weather-beaten, and there was still a bit of sadness between its brows at the moment.

Song Mu sighed. At this moment, he felt that his master had a somewhat unspeakable sad past. He helped him feed the medicine, so Song Mu took the table and chair and sat down beside him.

Song Mu had no time to study, but at this moment he was forcing himself to read, perhaps because Tao Fengming's fall reminded Song Mu of his promise.

In 20 years, no matter what I want to do for my master, at least Tao Fengming, who is a Jinshi, can't settle that matter.

If I want to fulfill this wish, within 20 years, I can't just be a Jinshi.

But together with the literary strength, it is as difficult as reaching the sky, and it cannot be realized by random imagination.

My current efforts are not enough.

Gradually in the evening, Song Mu was still guarding the bed, and Tao Fengming was still in a coma. During this period, Doctor Cao came again and said that the situation was considered stable, and we only had to wait for the follow-up of the next medication.

Song Mu, who got the news, was also a little surprised, and a big stone in his heart was temporarily dropped.

In the evening, Song Mu still stayed by Tao Fengming's side. Everyone already knew that Song Mu was Tao Fengming's disciple, so they acquiesced to this, and even felt that Song Mu was so respectful of his teacher.

Since ancient times, those who have preached and solved doubts have been honored as master. A master is a person's second father, and he also needs to be obeyed and respected. Song Mu's approach has already shown what a disciple should do.

At night, Song Mu didn't sleep for a long time, he was still reading the article, and occasionally took out a piece of paper to write. In order not to let the candlelight of the oil lamp stimulate Tao Fengming, Song Mu even moved his position deliberately.

Let your body block the light that shines on Tao Fengming as much as possible.

When Song Mu finally finished writing an article on his experience and was about to stretch himself, there was a sudden commotion downstairs.

Then there were a few dense sounds of going upstairs, and three or four figures appeared on the stairs.

Song Mu stood up and looked. The leader was a very majestic man with a Chinese character face in a purple official robe. His long hair was wrapped in a food crown and his eyes were shining. He had a serious face at the moment and strode over.

Song Mu stood up and saluted, Shang Zuliang who was walking beside him had already stepped forward, pointed at Song Mu, and said to that person.

"My lord, this is Mr. Tao Fengming's disciple, and he is Song Mu, the head of this year's case at my Jizhou Prefecture School."

"Song Mu?"

Hearing what Shang Zuliang said, the man had a bit of surprise on his face at the moment, but then he just hummed, and then looked at Tao Fengming who was lying on the bed.

His eyes swept over Tao Fengming, suddenly became more profound, and a sullen look flashed across his brows.

"It turns out that you are hiding here."

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　Thanks to book friend [Quiet Summer] Xueer for the reward!

　　Thanks to book friends brewing wine (q reading), Cuihuang's monthly ticket support~~
　　
　
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