Chapter 348 Asking for medicine? Escape!

Chapter 348 Asking for medicine? Escape!

Chapter 348 Asking for medicine? Escape!
As the sun sets, people from all walks of life come and go in front of the temple.

"The young master of Jiangshan Pavilion is here to ask for medicine!"

"The young master of Jiangshan Pavilion is here to ask for medicine!"

.........

Bamboo branches were tied into a fence, and seven or eight herbs were planted crookedly. The garden was full of fragrance and the herbs were growing well. They added some vitality to the Fairy Temple and made Doctor Gan look more like a miraculous doctor from another world.

"Ten years of hard work to achieve enlightenment."

Zhang Yu didn't know how long he had to wait, so he found a secluded place behind the medicine garden and sat down cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, as if he was practicing breathing exercises, or as if he was taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Some people saw that there was no real energy flowing from his body and looked disdainful, thinking that the young man was pretending to be profound and making a fool of himself.

Dan Jin, Pojia, Qi Hai, and even Houtian, after all, are just pouring water into the pond. After it is full, the pond is deepened and widened, and a new embankment is rebuilt to accommodate more water.

It's just a slow and steady job.

However, there is a huge chasm between innate and acquired.

The learning, realization and feeling of martial arts must be of sufficient weight to build a purple gold beam, turning the originally imprisoned pool of water into a rushing river.

Some people can achieve success naturally without any hindrance.

There are also warriors who reach perfection at the age of thirty, and only take that half step at the age of sixty.

Outside the Xianling Temple, there was a constant sound of "bang bang bang".

"Mr. Gan, the young master of Jiangshan Pavilion is here to ask for medicine..."

Zhang Yu frowned slightly, and came out of his mysterious inner vision. He looked over there, trying to see which conspicuous person was making the noise. A young man was kneeling in front of the temple gate, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Young Master of Jiangshan Pavilion? It turned out to be him."

Outside Xiangtan City, the man who was beaten into a pig's head by Zhang Yu for forcing himself to buy a horse still spoke a little unclearly, but his shameless temperament was very unique.

"Jiangshan Pavilion?"

Zhang Yu recalled it and it should be a sect in Qufu, Shandong. It was not well-known and its influence was limited to Qi and Lu. Judging from its style of doing things, it seemed that it had a close relationship with the storytellers all over the world.

In the final analysis, they are all low-class people who make a living by selling their mouths, no different from prostitutes in brothels, earning a little money to open their mouths.

"Xiao Chai, what are you doing?"

Du Xiaochai was squatting beside the nursery, digging the soil with a branch, turning over seven or eight places.

"Sir, come and see."

"Isn't this the medicine residue that someone buried?"

"Look carefully."

Du Xiaochai used a branch to separate the medicinal herbs that had been boiled into residue one by one, and they could still roughly recognize their original appearance.

"Did you discover it?"

Zhang Yu saw Du Xiaochai's serious face, as if he was going to play the detective role of Du Gong, and couldn't help laughing, but he still watched as he was told. People who travel around the world know a little about pharmacology, and there was nothing unusual. They were all common codonopsis, astragalus, white atractylodes...

"This is the pile."

"This pile, too, has already rotted."

"Look, this is the new pile, the medicine boy just buried it."

Zhang Yu understood what Du Xiaochai meant. He stood up and looked at the half-acre medicinal garden.

"You mean, this Doctor Gan gives exactly the same medicine to everyone?"

Zhang Yu looked towards the Fairy Temple. The sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight just passed over the roof, casting a shadow on the three fairy statues. With a smile on their lips, they looked down at the people who were seeking medicine outside the temple, as if with pity and ridicule.

"The title of miracle doctor is a lie... But Yue Buqun was seriously injured before. I saw him recover and come down the mountain with my own eyes. It seems that his internal injuries are indeed gone. These people in the martial arts world are not stupid. If he can't cure his injuries, how can they give up?"

Du Xiaochai threw away the branch and asked only one question: "Sir, have you ever seen a medicine that can cure all diseases? Can it also heal internal injuries? And they are just ordinary herbs. Isn't it too easy to be a doctor?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yu thought of a possibility.

"These medicines are just a cover. The real miracle cure is something else?"

After listening to Zhang Yu's guess, Du Xiaochai felt that it made sense, but she just didn't understand why the other party did this.

"Shall we go down the mountain?"

Du Xiaochai was suspicious by nature, and seeking treatment from a doctor was tantamount to entrusting her life and death to the other party. If there was anything suspicious, she would rather not get treatment to avoid dying in obscurity.

"Doctor Gan invites Mr. Zhang from Pingyang to bring his patient to the temple."

While Zhang Yu was hesitating, she saw the medicine boy coming out of the temple. He ignored the young master of Jiangshan Pavilion who was kowtowing, and shouted at the remaining dozen or so Jianghu people with a name card in his hand. It seemed that there were too many people and she couldn't match their names.

"Is Mr. Zhang from Qingfeng Village in Pingyang still here?"

When the medicine boy shouted for the third time, his tone was already impatient. He made up his mind that if the man left, not only would he not say anything, but if he still stayed here and pretended to be deaf and dumb, he would scold him.

"Sir, shall we go?"

Zhang Yu shook his head slightly.

"I don't want to see a doctor anymore!"

"However, I would like to see the true face of this Doctor Gan who plays tricks on me. If he is targeting us, it would be a coward if we go down the mountain now. The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. At least we need to know whether he is a fairy or a ghost."

With his current strength, he can go everywhere in the world, but there is no need to be overly cautious.

First he captured two guardians and defeated Huashan with one sword. In the battle of Mantou Temple, he severely injured Yu Canghai of Qingcheng Sect. Just now he scared away Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze. With such an achievement in the martial arts world, if another young man in his early twenties had such an achievement, he would probably be even less humble than Zhang Yu.

Moreover, at his stage in the path of martial arts, one must have a sharp mind and a strong spirit.

Simply retreating and acting like a coward is not conducive to breaking through the innate realm.

Zhang Yu smiled and asked, "Xiao Chai, are you afraid?"

Du Xiaochai said softly: "With the master here, I have nothing to fear!"

"That's good!"

The medicine boy became very impatient.

"Is Mr. Zhang from Pingyang here?"

If Doctor Gan had not instructed that Zhang Yu from Qingfeng Village must be invited in, the medicine boy would have gone back long ago. She decided to shout one last time and then report to the master. From now on, no one with the surname Zhang would be able to enter the Xianling Temple.

"Young sir, Mr. Zhang is not here. Let us go in first? My little sister is seriously ill and needs help."

The young master of Jiangshan Pavilion quickly stood up, ready to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Don't you understand? The master has the final say on who is allowed in."

The medicine boy rolled his eyes at him and turned to go back to the temple. Just as he stepped over the threshold, he heard someone say.

"Young sir, Zhang Yu from Qingfeng Village in Pingyang is here!"

When the man in brocade robe saw the person coming, he didn't dare to say anything and quickly stepped aside.

The medicine boy asked, "Are you sick?"

Zhang Yu looked at Du Xiaochai beside him: "It's not me, it's her who is injured."

The medicine boy said angrily, "You are not sick, nor deaf or dumb, why don't you respond when I call you?"

Zhang Yu had naturally thought of an excuse, and said with a smile: "It's inconvenient to urinate, I'm afraid of offending the gods."

When the medicine boy heard him say this, his anger dissipated by about 60%.

The three of them entered the Fairy Temple.

On the left side of the altar, there is a narrow door with a black curtain hanging on it.

At the back was a corridor with some potted flowers and plants on both sides. After walking more than twenty steps, I felt the view suddenly open up. In front of me was a small garden with a large pavilion in the middle, surrounded by dilapidated houses, with light smoke coming out of several chimneys.

There seems to be a faint scent of medicine in the air.

"Cai Tong, please continue to make the medicine."

"Yes, sir."

After bowing, she walked into the house on the left and closed the door.

The man placed the teacup on the stone table, turned around, and looked at the two of them. "Mr. Zhang, please."

This miracle doctor is different from the one with the white beard that we imagined.

He was in his forties, wearing a light blue linen shirt, handsome and elegant, with a temperament as gentle as jade, a bit like Yue Buqun.

It’s just that Mr. Yue’s gentlemanly temperament was cultivated in his study.

But this Mr. Gan, who seemed to be soaked in a pile of herbs, gave people a more intimate feeling.

"I have seen a miracle doctor."

Zhang Yu supported Du Xiaochai and walked into the pavilion, his expression as usual.

If it weren't for the green jade ring, which took the initiative to work for the first time without his urging, almost as a warning, he might really have mistaken the other party for a miracle doctor.

"sit down!"

Upon hearing this, Du Xiaochai immediately sat down, looking a little dazed. After she sat down, she realized something was wrong. The Sun Moon Sect had a strict hierarchy, which had almost become a habit. Zhang Yu didn't say anything or sit down, so why did she suddenly sit down?
"Thank you, Dr. Gan."

Zhang Yu bowed and sat down slowly. He also noticed that something was wrong with Du Xiaochai. It should be the strange smell of the medicine, which seemed to weaken a person's will and make him let her control him.

There was a piece of cloth covering the stone table, and judging by the shape, there were several bowls underneath.

Perhaps they are afraid that dust will fall in, so they are quite particular.

"My name is Gan Hun. I have some knowledge of the art of medicine. The title of miracle doctor is just a compliment given by my friends in Jianghu. Don't take it seriously. Don't take it seriously."

Gan Hun looked at Zhang Yu with a smile, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, which was then well hidden.

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "Mr. Gan, you are too modest. I have already seen your good tactics just now."

"Have you seen it?"

"Mr. Yue was seriously injured not long ago. After your treatment, he has recovered. If you are not a miracle doctor, who else in the world dares to call himself a miracle doctor?"

"So that's what Mr. Zhang is talking about. Mr. Yue has a good physical foundation. After taking the medicine, he saw miraculous effects. It's not all my credit."

While the two were talking, Zhang Yu was also secretly observing him. Mr. Gan seemed elegant and weak, without the strong temperament of a martial artist. The interval, thickness, and frequency of his breathing were no different from those of ordinary people. There was only one difference: he was too steady!
"This person either has no martial arts skills at all, or his internal strength level is higher than mine."

Zhang Yu felt somewhat suspicious, but his intuition told him that the latter possibility was obviously more likely.

"Why would such a great master live in seclusion in such a small place? If he wanted to gain fame, with his martial arts skills, he would be a guest of honor wherever he went. Why would he do this? Could it be that he has some weird hobby? Xiaochai is right. There must be something wrong when things are abnormal!"

"This girl's breathing is disordered and her meridians are trembling. It seems that she has serious internal injuries!" Gan Hun finally looked at Du Xiaochai.

Zhang Yu asked, "Mr. Gan, is there any way to treat it?"

Gan Hun smiled and said, "It's okay, just take the medicine."

Taking medicine again?

"Master, the medicine is ready!"

At this time, the vegetable boy came out of the house carrying a medicine jar and walked quickly to the pavilion. Steam was coming out of the mouth of the jar and the medicine seemed to be still boiling.

Zhang Yu looked at the medicine jar. Steam was rising and the aroma of medicine was strong. He suddenly felt nervous.

"Mr. Zhang, please relax. After your female relative takes my medicine, wrap her up, wrap her up..."

Gan Hun's voice echoed in his ears, and Zhang Yu only heard the two words "wrap well" lingering for a long time. His eyes gradually became straight and his vision began to blur...

"Wrap it up~"

In the pavilion, a layer of white mist rose up at some point.

"Wrap it up~"

"Wrap it up~"

He looked through the white mist in front of him and noticed that the smile on Gan Hun's face was gradually distorted.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the thumb of his left hand, like a needle, piercing through the fog in front of his eyes and into his mind. In just an instant, Zhang Yu regained consciousness and his eyes became focused again.

"Damn it, I got tricked just now. Luckily I was wearing the green jade ring."

Gan Hun lifted the yellow cloth and took out a black bowl. His attention was now focused on the bowl.

Zhang Yu's eyes became dull again, and he thought to himself, "I want to see what kind of medicine this evil Taoist is going to give me."

At this time, Zhang Yu had already understood that the other party was not targeting Du Xiaochai, but himself.

"Good stuff, good stuff."

Gan Hun chuckled and placed the black bowl in front of Zhang Yu. It was unclear whether he was talking about the bowl or the person.

Zhang Yu then had the opportunity to observe the bowl closely with his peripheral vision.

"This... this bowl seems to be made of the same metal as the two black coffins and the mysterious sword box from last night."

"Cai Tong, pour the medicine."

"Yes, Master!"

She seemed a little impatient.

When the yellow medicine was poured into the black bowl, Zhang Yu noticed from the corner of his eye that a bug, which was originally stuck to the bottom of the bowl like a sticker, suddenly came to life from the painting and flapped its wings rapidly...

"It turns out that it's not just the medicine that's problematic, it's also the bowl."

The vegetable boy picked up the bowl of medicine and was about to walk towards Du Xiaochai.

Gan Hun scolded softly, "Are you confused? Don't you know who to give the medicine to?"

"Master, please forgive me. I was distracted for a moment."

"Humph!"

Cai Tong was fourteen or fifteen years old, and she already had a crush on a young girl. When she saw that Zhang Yu had red lips and white teeth, a handsome face, an elegant demeanor, and a unique temperament, he looked like the peerless young man in a play. Any girl would inevitably have some affection for him, and she couldn't bear it.

But my life and death are in the hands of others, so how dare I disobey their orders?

"Master Zhang, take your medicine!"

The vegetable boy approached gradually, holding a black bowl.

Zhang Yu was very obedient and opened his lips slightly.

Gan Hun looked at this scene, sneered, and thought to himself: "No matter how powerful your martial arts are, how talented you are, and how promising your future is, so what? After drinking this bowl of medicine, you will be another...kite in my hand!"

"You gave the wrong person the medicine, Mr. Gan!"

Zhang Yu suddenly raised his hand and knocked over the black bowl. The medicine fell onto the stone table and splashed everywhere.

"you you……"

Gan Hun was stunned.

"How could you..."

He really couldn't understand how the other party could break free from his control. Even a master of the innate realm would be unable to extricate himself once he fell into it. Could it be that he was hiding his strength?

"Mr. Gan! This medicine is too precious, so we won't drink it."

Zhang Yu put his left arm around Du Xiaochai's waist, held the Ziwei sword with his right hand, and quickly left the pavilion, staring coldly at Gan Hun.

"If you don't intend to stop me, Zhang will take his leave!"

While Gan Hun was still hesitating, he had already taken Du Xiaochai and left along the way they came. They quickly left the Xianling Temple and ran down the mountain. This was not a famous doctor who saved lives, but clearly a demon cave.

Not long after Zhang Yu left, bursts of laughter were heard outside the pavilion. The sound was so muffled that it made one's eardrums vibrate.

"Second Brother, your medicine doesn't work sometimes."

"Carry your body!" Gan Hun said coldly.

The man was wearing a black linen robe and was over nine feet tall. When he fell from the roof, he deliberately did not hold back his strength and stepped into two deep pits on the stone floor.

"Time is running out. If this continues, both you and I will lose to the senior brother!"

(End of this chapter)