Chapter 519
This tiger poison doesn't eat children yet. He doesn't want to do it himself. There will be a shadow all his life.
"Dad, I really don't want to die, and I'm going to take over the descendants of Yan Family..." Yan Shao's face is pale, a kind of unprecedented fear, enveloping him. In recent years, no matter what mistakes he made, as long as Yan Shao bows his head and apologizes, the matter can turn over. At most, the third master blames him.
But now, the third master actually let him make a break, which means that the last straw of life-saving was broken, and Yan Shao felt that the sky would collapse. He never thought that a carefully planned kidnapping would end in failure. What's more sad is that he managed to get through my hurdle, but old Zhao kept biting.
If there is regret medicine in the world, no matter how much money, Yan Shao will buy one. This is a great life. He hasn't enjoyed enough. Looking at the sharp dagger in front of him, Yan Shao's heart is as dead as a stone. Without speaking, the third master has already sentenced him to death.
"Well, well, I'll do it myself." Yan Shao picked up the dagger, he also understood that the third master's helplessness, suddenly, Yan Shao's eyes flashed a haze.
"Die, old man." Yan Shao's legs were hurt, but at this moment, he broke out with courage that he had never had before. Anyway, it was a dead end. It's better to fight with old Zhao. If you can drag him into the water, it's not a loss.
Even though Yan Shao has the momentum of seeing death as death, it doesn't help. He is just an ordinary person. Before he gets close to old Zhao, he is shrouded in a strong Qi force and can't move for a moment.
Then, old Zhao turned around, and he smiled thoughtfully, "yes, it's good, A-San. You've raised a good son, and you want to die with the old man."
he blushed and said impatiently, "adoptive father, I'll kill him now!"
"No, I'll do it myself."
As he said this, old Zhao raised his hand. In a moment, a black snake's head came out of his sleeve. It was bigger than a normal man's fist. When the black snake opened his mouth, the room was full of blood.
Seeing this scene, the father and son of Yan family were shocked. Before that, the Third Master always wondered why the adoptive father always wore some thick clothes recently, and he always liked to put his hand into his trouser pocket. Before, he had no such habit. For an old man like Zhao, if he was close to a woman, he would have some difficulty. The third master thought that he could not feed a woman, so he played with his chicken 。
But at this moment, the third master suddenly realized that there was a black snake hidden in his sleeve, which looked creepy.
He didn't know what was going on. How could this good arm be replaced by a python? Because old Zhao had a good news blockade. There were few people who knew that he had broken his arm. Those soldiers also returned to the military area that day. Even the third master had no idea. At this time, he was in a fog. Could his father have used his body to feed this kind of poison!?
Then the snake spits out the scarlet letter and licks it back and forth on Yan Shao's face. He is scared to death, but it seems that he has been fixed due to the blockade of Qi.
After a while, Yan's crotch was wet. "A-San, you go out first." Old Zhao said with his mouth curled. It's not suitable for him to see such a scene.
The third master took a deep look at his son. He suddenly felt that he was extremely sad. When Qu Yihu was plotting, he was very happy. Hong Xingbang also became the leader of the underground forces in Yuncheng.
Before long, he will say goodbye to his son forever. Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a gangster with boundless scenery. But in front of old Zhao, he is just a dog. For so many years, he has no credit or hard work. Even if he kneels down and pleads for love, old Zhao is not willing to raise his hand. In this regard, he is even inferior to that boy.
However, it is because of old Zhao's ruthlessness that the stability of the Zhao family is like Mount Tai. The third master is not a good man, but he dare not have any hesitation. Maybe he angered old Zhao and he died together.
"Yes, my adoptive father, I've thought about it. If you don't understand the overall situation, you should kill." Finish saying, three ye big step meteor walked out, just when closing the door, couldn't help but see Yan Shao for the last time.
Anyway, he's a pro son. There must be some feelings. However, his ability is limited. Only the white haired people send the black haired people. To be honest, if that kid kills Xiaoyan, he won't feel sad. At best, it's endless hatred, but it's the adoptive father he has been worshiping.
A deep sense of sadness surged into my heart. The third master could not help but burst into tears. He could not remember how long he had not cried. Even though he had no choice at the moment, he did not dare to make any noise...
this evening, someone was destined to be happy and sad. After a long war, my sister-in-law and I fell asleep happily holding them. There is no doubt that they can shake hands and make peace. For me It's the biggest comfort, so that I don't feel like a person inside or outside. In this way, I have no psychological burden. This feeling is really great.
Maybe it was last night's "war" that was too fierce. I was tired. They were like kittens, leaning on my arms. Instead, I woke up early. Looking at the two women beside me, I felt infinite emotion and happiness. I didn't wake them up, but I kept my eyes closed and searched for the inheritance of the king of medicine in my brain.Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history of thousands of years in China, during which many remarkable and well-known people emerged. Sun Simiao was one of them. At that time, medical technology was still in a stage of crossing the river by feeling stones. Many things needed to be explored, rather than relying on the previous experience.
The most accomplished thing of Sun Simiao is acupuncture and alchemy. Although there are many traditional Chinese medicine museums for acupuncture treatment, most of them are just on the surface, so it is difficult to reproduce the essence of acupuncture to the world.
Over time, people's views on acupuncture have been somewhat unsatisfactory, and there are even some people who sneer at it and worship foreign things.
As a martial artist who cultivates both internal strength and internal strength, I found that I have unique advantages, because there are so many acupoints in the human body, many of which can't be penetrated by Qi strength alone, so I need to cooperate with internal strength and skillfully open acupoint channels, so as to achieve the effect of "combining internal with external".
In recent years, it is not uncommon for Qijin martial artists to develop internal strength, which is rare. Moreover, after the cultivation of Yijinjing, I have reached a thorough understanding of acupoint meridians. On this basis, it is not difficult to further explore the transmission of medical skills.
"Dad, I really don't want to die, and I'm going to take over the descendants of Yan Family..." Yan Shao's face is pale, a kind of unprecedented fear, enveloping him. In recent years, no matter what mistakes he made, as long as Yan Shao bows his head and apologizes, the matter can turn over. At most, the third master blames him.
But now, the third master actually let him make a break, which means that the last straw of life-saving was broken, and Yan Shao felt that the sky would collapse. He never thought that a carefully planned kidnapping would end in failure. What's more sad is that he managed to get through my hurdle, but old Zhao kept biting.
If there is regret medicine in the world, no matter how much money, Yan Shao will buy one. This is a great life. He hasn't enjoyed enough. Looking at the sharp dagger in front of him, Yan Shao's heart is as dead as a stone. Without speaking, the third master has already sentenced him to death.
"Well, well, I'll do it myself." Yan Shao picked up the dagger, he also understood that the third master's helplessness, suddenly, Yan Shao's eyes flashed a haze.
"Die, old man." Yan Shao's legs were hurt, but at this moment, he broke out with courage that he had never had before. Anyway, it was a dead end. It's better to fight with old Zhao. If you can drag him into the water, it's not a loss.
Even though Yan Shao has the momentum of seeing death as death, it doesn't help. He is just an ordinary person. Before he gets close to old Zhao, he is shrouded in a strong Qi force and can't move for a moment.
Then, old Zhao turned around, and he smiled thoughtfully, "yes, it's good, A-San. You've raised a good son, and you want to die with the old man."
he blushed and said impatiently, "adoptive father, I'll kill him now!"
"No, I'll do it myself."
As he said this, old Zhao raised his hand. In a moment, a black snake's head came out of his sleeve. It was bigger than a normal man's fist. When the black snake opened his mouth, the room was full of blood.
Seeing this scene, the father and son of Yan family were shocked. Before that, the Third Master always wondered why the adoptive father always wore some thick clothes recently, and he always liked to put his hand into his trouser pocket. Before, he had no such habit. For an old man like Zhao, if he was close to a woman, he would have some difficulty. The third master thought that he could not feed a woman, so he played with his chicken 。
But at this moment, the third master suddenly realized that there was a black snake hidden in his sleeve, which looked creepy.
He didn't know what was going on. How could this good arm be replaced by a python? Because old Zhao had a good news blockade. There were few people who knew that he had broken his arm. Those soldiers also returned to the military area that day. Even the third master had no idea. At this time, he was in a fog. Could his father have used his body to feed this kind of poison!?
Then the snake spits out the scarlet letter and licks it back and forth on Yan Shao's face. He is scared to death, but it seems that he has been fixed due to the blockade of Qi.
After a while, Yan's crotch was wet. "A-San, you go out first." Old Zhao said with his mouth curled. It's not suitable for him to see such a scene.
The third master took a deep look at his son. He suddenly felt that he was extremely sad. When Qu Yihu was plotting, he was very happy. Hong Xingbang also became the leader of the underground forces in Yuncheng.
Before long, he will say goodbye to his son forever. Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a gangster with boundless scenery. But in front of old Zhao, he is just a dog. For so many years, he has no credit or hard work. Even if he kneels down and pleads for love, old Zhao is not willing to raise his hand. In this regard, he is even inferior to that boy.
However, it is because of old Zhao's ruthlessness that the stability of the Zhao family is like Mount Tai. The third master is not a good man, but he dare not have any hesitation. Maybe he angered old Zhao and he died together.
"Yes, my adoptive father, I've thought about it. If you don't understand the overall situation, you should kill." Finish saying, three ye big step meteor walked out, just when closing the door, couldn't help but see Yan Shao for the last time.
Anyway, he's a pro son. There must be some feelings. However, his ability is limited. Only the white haired people send the black haired people. To be honest, if that kid kills Xiaoyan, he won't feel sad. At best, it's endless hatred, but it's the adoptive father he has been worshiping.
A deep sense of sadness surged into my heart. The third master could not help but burst into tears. He could not remember how long he had not cried. Even though he had no choice at the moment, he did not dare to make any noise...
this evening, someone was destined to be happy and sad. After a long war, my sister-in-law and I fell asleep happily holding them. There is no doubt that they can shake hands and make peace. For me It's the biggest comfort, so that I don't feel like a person inside or outside. In this way, I have no psychological burden. This feeling is really great.
Maybe it was last night's "war" that was too fierce. I was tired. They were like kittens, leaning on my arms. Instead, I woke up early. Looking at the two women beside me, I felt infinite emotion and happiness. I didn't wake them up, but I kept my eyes closed and searched for the inheritance of the king of medicine in my brain.Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history of thousands of years in China, during which many remarkable and well-known people emerged. Sun Simiao was one of them. At that time, medical technology was still in a stage of crossing the river by feeling stones. Many things needed to be explored, rather than relying on the previous experience.
The most accomplished thing of Sun Simiao is acupuncture and alchemy. Although there are many traditional Chinese medicine museums for acupuncture treatment, most of them are just on the surface, so it is difficult to reproduce the essence of acupuncture to the world.
Over time, people's views on acupuncture have been somewhat unsatisfactory, and there are even some people who sneer at it and worship foreign things.
As a martial artist who cultivates both internal strength and internal strength, I found that I have unique advantages, because there are so many acupoints in the human body, many of which can't be penetrated by Qi strength alone, so I need to cooperate with internal strength and skillfully open acupoint channels, so as to achieve the effect of "combining internal with external".
In recent years, it is not uncommon for Qijin martial artists to develop internal strength, which is rare. Moreover, after the cultivation of Yijinjing, I have reached a thorough understanding of acupoint meridians. On this basis, it is not difficult to further explore the transmission of medical skills.
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