"Brother, the village chief said that the midwife twisted her feet on the road and could not reach Miaojia Village for a while. Let's take a shortcut to the village chief's house."

"No, the midwife is old. If there is a good thing, it will be bad. You and the medical team will be in a carriage across the Tuotuo River. I will go to pick up the midwife. That's it." An obese figure jumped out of the carriage and ran towards the mountain road ahead.

"elder brother……"

"Ruotao, your brother would be a land duck. He is afraid of falling into the river. He is really brave."

"...Forget it, let's go to Miao Village Chief's house first. The matter of giving birth will not be delayed for a moment. Master Li please wade across the river."

An old horse was walking in the rapid and turbulent Tuotuo River with several college students from Hangzhou Medical College to the countryside. The Tuotuo River is an inland river in the mountains. There was originally a road on the river, but unfortunately it was a heavy rain a few days ago that flooded the road, which was more than half a meter high. It was winter at this moment, and the river water was extremely cold.

If there is a sudden rapid flow, the consequences will be unimaginable if there is any accident on the way.

Our timid Chen Luo found a reason to be open and upright, and gave up the waterway and instead walked on the mountain road. Just a few miles ahead there is an old cable bridge that has been disrepair all year round. Through the old cable bridge, it is the boundary of Miaojia Village.

Chen Luo rushed all the way and quickly climbed over several hills. When he saw that there was no trace of the medical team, he no longer pretended to be rushing. He was a very fat man. He was indeed a little embarrassed when he ran the steep slope of the mountain road. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to find a clean stone to sit down and rest for a while before rushing, but he found a figure in a forest not far away.

Curiously, Chen Luo walked into the woods. As the distance was closer, he found four men dressed in strange clothes in front of him. The man closest to Chen Luo was a gray-black, long and fair-faced old Taoist. There was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of the man's mouth. Judging from the qi and blood, he seemed to have been seriously injured.

On the left hand side of the old Taoist stood a man holding a sword. He was about forty years old and was dressed in a long robe, but the robe was ragged.

On Chen Luo's right hand were two monks in red dresses with dark skin and short bodies.

"Who are they?"

The place where Hangzhou Medical College sent medical treatment to the countryside was Chenliu County, a poor county, which can be said to be a small county where birds can't shit. Tuotuo Mountain is a barren mountain and wild ridge, and there are a lot of cemeteries. I haven't heard of it. According to Chen Luo's observation, two of them were Thai. When did Chenliu County connect with the international community? It's really strange.

Chen Luo couldn't figure out what the group of people were doing for a moment, so he couldn't help but feel confused and walked over: "May I ask, are you here to travel in Chenliu County?"

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

"Our, are we still international friends? Are some polite?" Chen Luo complained in his heart.

"You sneak attack me!" However, at this moment, a change occurred. The young monk was so angry that a cloud of blood mist shot out of his mouth. He fell to the ground with a thump, and was so angry that he was on the spot.

"Diet? What's going on?" The sudden change made Chen Luo stunned. A strong and fishy smell of blood penetrated into his nose. He felt his stomach squirming violently, and the digestive with a strong sour smell surged out of his mouth, spitting it out of his mouth.

After a closer look, you will find that the blood spit out by the monk in red is not bright red, but black and red, with a hint of weirdness.

When Chen Luo recovered, he heard the old monk in red say a few Thai words, holding the corpse and disappearing into the woods like a ghost. Chen Luo's eyes quickly glanced at the two people in front of him, and was shocked. Although he couldn't see why the young monk in red died suddenly, his intuition told him that it was the old Taoist who did it.

Chen Luo was afraid of being implicated, so he pretended to be nothing and walked out of the woods.

"Stop!" A powerful shout came from behind.

Chen Luo was shocked and sweated coldly. When he thought of the strange way of killing just now, he had no soul and could no longer calm down. He ran away and shouted, "I'm just passing by, and I didn't see anything..."

Guozi, who held the sword, sneered: "I saw nothing, what are you afraid of? I count to three, if you don't stop, you will bear the consequences."

Chen Luo did not take the other party's warning at all. Not only did he not stop, but he ran faster. Faced with the fear of death, human potential will indefinitely stimulate. At this moment, Chen Luo's running speed is no less than those famous 100-meter sprinters in the world. His blink of an eye is seven or eight steps away.

"As long as I take my words, you go to die."

"Don't kill him."

Guozi's face originally planned to kill Chen Luo, but when he heard the old Taoist ordering him to put away the sword in his hand, he grabbed Chen Luo's back and swung it casually. The landing point was very accurate, and it actually landed in front of the old Taoist. Chen Luo screamed strangely. Fortunately, there was soft soil below, otherwise his butt would have to bloom. It hurts to be thrown around like a meat ball.

The old Taoist looked at Chen Luo for a long time before speaking, "Who are you? Why do you want to peek at my battle with Master Yanlong?"

Fighting?

Could it be that they were fighting just now, without any physical contact?

Chen Luo stood up from the ground and tried to keep a smile on his face: "I don't know what the old man calls him. The younger generation Chen Luo is a villager from a nearby village. He went to the village chief Miaojia with the school medical team to deliver her wife's baby. He happened to pass by the woods, but he didn't mean to peek at your battle. How can I, a college student, know what kind of battle?"

"Since you are unintentional, it seems that I misunderstood you."

"It's pure coincidence."

Seeing that this old Taoist was reasonable and had no intention of killing him to silence him, Chen Luo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and bowed: "Grandpa, the people from the medical team are still waiting for me, I'll leave first."

"I have something else to do. Please wait for a moment." The old Taoist reached out to stop him, turned his eyes to the sword-holding country-shaped face standing on one side, took out a yellow ancient book from his robe and threw it over, and said, "This Dragon-Slaying Sword Sword Score was deliberately obtained in Yunyou. Although it is only a broken article, it is not complete. If you practice the sword technique on the sword score, there are no more than ten people in the world who can surpass you in swordsmanship, and I will give it to you."

"Master Huang, I have an uninvited invitation. You are always in the Feng Shui world, Taishan Beidou. Tu Hong admires you for a long time. I hope you can learn Qimen techniques in your name. I hope you will be successful." As he said that, he knelt on his knees and knocked nine times, without cutting corners at all.

Chen Luo was stunned. He had seen his disciples kowtow to his master in film and television dramas before. Those fake and immersive feelings were different. However, the old Taoist seemed to be unhappy and said, "You and I are just meeting by chance. If you kowtow this end, it will be useless. You are a master who comes out of Dunhuang. You are considered to be a half-way disciple in my name. My Guigu Sect master is extremely sophisticated. Disciples must not take the art to master. If you take the sword score, get out of here. If you get angry, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"It seems that Master Huang and I have no fate with me, so I don't force me. Thank you for giving the sword score, I'm so grateful."

"Don't talk nonsense, get out of here."

Chen Luo discovered at this time that although this old Taoist spoke vulgarly, the Guozi Face still respected him very well. Who was the sacred place? The Guozi Face carefully put away the sword score without stopping, and left immediately.

Chen Luo said: "Grandpa, if you have anything to trouble me, hurry up, I'm really in a hurry."

"I, I'll immediately..." The old Taoist said a few words just now. He had been suppressing his injuries before and could not control himself. He vomited blood and his body became shaky.

"Grandpa, your health is fine? You were fine just now. Your face was so pale. I'll take you to the hospital!" Chen Luo quickly stepped forward and supported the old Taoist's arm to prevent his body from falling to the ground.

"My injury hospital cannot be treated, so it's useless to go there. I don't have much time left. Please help me sit down and I have a few important things to tell you."

After the old Taoist who was like a tiger just vomited blood, his expression suddenly became weak, like an old man who was terminally ill and spoke extremely empty.

Chen Luo was in a very unhappy mood. Unexpectedly, if the old Taoist unfortunately died, would he have to buy him a cemetery and burial? Chen Luo didn't think it would take for a few things to say, maybe just a few words, and then he would just find a machine to escape. So he helped the old Taoist find a stone to sit down. Chen Luo couldn't wait to say, "Grandpa, if you have anything to tell me, as long as it is within my ability, I will not postpone it."

Based on various considerations, Chen Luo did not say too much, so he would not be able to do so.

The old Taoist heard Chen Luo's words not exaggerated and showed a hint of relief: "I just used bone touching to touch a hand bone. It was a strange bone. People with strange bones are rare in history."

"What is Qigu? Does it mean that I am born a martial arts genius?"

"What you are talking about is muscles and bones, and there are two different concepts. The so-called strange bones are the term in physiognomy..." When he said this, the old Taoist coughed a few times, quickly covered his sleeves, and took them all out of blood. Chen Luo had studied traditional Chinese medicine and knew that this was the result of poor qi and blood. He quickly reached out and walked the old Taoist's back a few times, and said, "Grandpa, you're still talking short, that strange bone, I'll go back and check the Xinhua Dictionary, you'll tell me the key point."

The old Taoist was secretly amused and signaled that he would not have to be happy. He continued: "You are right. I don't have much time left. I will hold a few simple examples. In history, Xiang Yu and Cao Cao were born with strange bones. As long as you remember that people born with strange bones are people who have done something."

Xiang Yu and Cao Cao are both heroes. Could it be that they will also be heroes in the future? Chen Luo thought to himself: This old Taoist flatters him in order to let him do things for him, which is so cool.

The old Taoist did not notice his inner activities and continued, "If I had met you a few years earlier, I would have received you as a closed disciple. But you might be seventeen or eighteen years old. What a pity... I went too far and forgot to introduce myself. I am Huang Chunfeng, and I learned the Qimen magic of the Guigu School. I can't see a lot of Feng Shui for others in my life. This Ziwei compass and I have been with me for more than a hundred years, which is of great significance. One of these two secret books is called "Shuzang" and the other is a note of my life practicing Taoism. When I was traveling to Hong Kong in the early years, I received a disciple named Zuo Tingshan. My friend, please give me these three things to him and tell him to carry forward the Guigu School."

As he said that, he took out a zimuth compass from his Taoist robe and two yellow ancient books and handed them to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo stayed at the three things in his hand for a few seconds. Although he was still young, he was not easy to fool so much. He questioned: "Grandpa, you look like you are only in your sixties or seventies at most. This compass follows you for a century. Are you Gui Geng this year?"

"I am 118 years old. If I weren't injured by it, I would have lived to be 136 years old. It seems that I have been destined to do so. My disciple has lived on the Qingma Road in Hong Kong for more than 20 years. Remember to hand over three things to your hands." The old Taoist instructed.

Where is Qingma Road? I don’t know it.

More than 20 years ago, I guess I died long ago.

Chen Luo felt that it was extremely unreliable to go to Hong Kong to deliver things. He had never been to places outside Dalian Province for so much time, let alone the special administrative region.

Seeing the old Taoist's sincere gaze, Chen Luo felt a little embarrassed and thought for a while and said, "Grandpa, communication is very convenient now. Tell me your disciple's contact information. I will call you to notify your disciple and ask him to come and pick you up, so that I can't run far to Hong Kong to deliver things."

The old Taoist said with a embarrassed look: "To be honest, I don't like technology. I didn't keep Tingshan's phone number when I left Hong Kong."

"You, you want to anger me." No wonder Chen Luo was angry. Originally, this matter was very simple. He only needed to make a long-distance phone number to solve all the problems. Now, it is a problem whether the other party is still alive. Why are you going to Hong Kong?

"Grandpa, I'm afraid I can't help you with this."

"Why?"

"I am a poor student and I don't have much pocket money. It costs at least a few thousand yuan to go to Hong Kong, not that much." Chen Luo couldn't help but sigh when he thought that the expensive things would cost, the hotel fee, the meal fee and other expenses.

Suddenly, the old Taoist smiled: "It turns out that my friend lacks the money to go to Hong Kong. I believe it shouldn't be difficult for you to raise a few thousand yuan?"

"What you said is lightweight. If you have the affair, you can go and see it for me for 500 yuan. I promise you can't borrow it."

"My friend, don't worry, I will never let you go for a waste. Tingshan has a lot of assets in Hong Kong. If you send the things safely, you can ask him for some money. It's okay to ask for millions of hard work. I can guarantee this."

When he heard that there were millions of commissions, Chen Luo, who had always been a fan of money, turned his eyes and said shamelessly: "Since the old man is injured and is not convenient to go to Hong Kong, it is okay to ask me to do it on his behalf. Do you think you can pay me some money in advance? It's okay to have a few hundred yuan?"
Chapter completed!