Chapter 13 A Man Walks in the World Without Drinking
[69 Book Bar - www.] Although the volume of Mo Xingheng’s words was very low, it sounded like thunder in the clear sky to Mo Zhantian’s ears!
Suddenly, Mo Zhantian's eyes widened, and a layer of hazy crimson-green light suddenly appeared all over his body. It was majestic and majestic, making people afraid to look closely. He showed an unusually powerful aura and grabbed Mo Xingheng's arm.
, said eagerly: "Heng'er, do you really have a way to cure father's legs?"
It seems that even though his legs were disabled, Mo Zhantian has not forgotten to practice martial arts to heal his injuries all these years. With this layer of crimson light, it can be seen that his Xuan Gong cultivation level is already at the middle level of Xuan Zong, at least the fourth level of Xuan Zong. Judging from this,
Come on, if he hadn't been damaged in these years, with his talent, he might have reached the high level of Xuanzong or even broken through to Xuanzun. Xuanzun, only five of the ten elders of the Mo family have reached this level.
It's just a level. Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, there are no more than twenty masters of Xuan Zun.
Mo Xingheng's arm was almost broken by Mo Zhantian's grip, but he just frowned slightly, then regained his composure, nodded and said, "There's almost a 20% chance."
Mo Zhantian suddenly realized his gaffe, and hurriedly let go of his hand. Feeling a little apologetic, but also very strange, he asked, "You don't feel any pain?"
Mo Xingheng smiled and said: "It hurts! It hurts!"
"Then why didn't you scream out just now?" Mo Zhantian found that he could not see his son more and more clearly.
"If it doesn't hurt if you scream, then it doesn't matter how many times you scream. The key is that the degree of damage will be the same no matter how you scream, so why bother screaming anymore." Mo Xingheng stopped dwelling on the issue and changed the subject.
Said: "I'll write a prescription for you. These medicines should be sold in drug stores. Take them three times a day. If you find several other main medicines, you should be able to officially treat them in two months. Also, during this time, let me
They will give you a full-body massage for at least an hour every day, and drink some wine every day. Alcohol can relax your muscles and activate your muscles." The reason why it takes two months is actually because Mo Xingheng felt that two months would be enough for him.
He should be able to break through to the second level of the Creation Sutra and cultivate his internal strength. Most of his medical skills in his previous life were based on deep internal strength, but it would not work without internal strength.
After finishing speaking, Mo Xingheng added: "It is best for massagers to find people with some basic knowledge of Xuan Kung Fu. They should massage according to the route of the muscles and veins, and don't miss every part."
Slowly clenching his hands, Mo Zhantian calmed down and nodded: "Okay, Heng'er, father believes in you!"
"Father, your legs were tricked, right? Also, my mother was also poisoned and died that year. Who hates you so much and insists on killing you?" Mo Xingheng asked coldly.
Mo Zhantian's eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity, his face was filled with viciousness, and his teeth were clenched, but he controlled the hatred in his heart to the best of his ability. After a while, he said calmly: "I will tell you these things in a few years."
Mo Xingheng knew what he was thinking. He was afraid that he would be impulsive and seek revenge against his enemies. With the current strength of the Mo family, he did not dare to avenge his parents. The enemy was obviously very powerful, so powerful that even a big family like the Mo family would not dare to do so.
Provoked, so my father could only endure it, and the Mo family could only be a coward.
Who is the opponent? He is so powerful!
Hum, no matter how powerful you are, I, Mo Xingheng, must avenge this!
"Let's go, Linjuan may have been waiting for a long time." Based on his son's performance today, Mo Zhantian was worried that his son would continue to ask questions.
Mo Xingheng nodded. Now that his strength is low, it is not the time to talk about revenge. It will not be too late to wait until his strength improves. With this in mind, Mo Xingheng pushed his father and son in wheelchairs to the Mo family dining hall.
The father and son were sitting at the dining table, facing a table of sumptuous dishes. No one spoke. After half a stick of incense, a young girl with a youthful atmosphere walked in. The girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, with picturesque features.
, has a delicate appearance, a tall figure, and a calm face. When people look at her, two words will pop up in their hearts: gentleness!
Of course, this girl is Mo Zhantian's daughter, Mo Xingheng's sister, Mo Linjuan. After cleaning off the dirt on her face and changing into the maid's clothes, Mo Linjuan suddenly became a girl of eighteen, completely changed.
Mo Zhantian and his son were also slightly amazed. Compared with the big girl two years ago, Mo Linjuan now can be said to be a beauty.
"Father, brother." Mo Linjuan walked up to the two of them and called sweetly, her voice was clear and clear, and her tone made all the previous grievances and unhappiness go away.
Mo Zhantian nodded happily and said kindly: "Juan'er, please sit down and eat."
"Yes." Mo Linjuan nodded and sat down next to her brother Mo Xingheng. A faint fragrance came from her body.
Mo Xingheng sniffed exaggeratedly and teased: "Well, Linjuan has grown up. One day, big brother will go out for a walk and see if there are any young talents in Tianfeng City who are worthy of my sister. If so,
The eldest brother snatched him back and gave him to his sister to be his handsome man."
Mo Linjuan's face was flushed with blush, and she said coquettishly: "Brother is dead, Linjuan will ignore you."
Mo Zhantian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What the hell did this bastard say about a handsome man? According to you, hasn't the Mo family in Nuo Da become a bandit den? But seeing his children like this, Mo Zhantian was very pleased.
After two years, the family is finally reunited today. Ziqing, you should be very happy if you see that your son is no longer the submissive person he used to be!
Suddenly thinking of his wife, Mo Zhantian's eyes were full of nostalgia, and the flame of hatred in his heart quietly emerged again.
Brother Mo Xingheng and Mo Linjuan were chatting and laughing, but they didn't notice the change in their father's mood. The maid served the three of them food, and Mo Xingheng suddenly said: "Father, how about we have a couple of drinks together?"
Mo Zhantian was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Don't you never drink alcohol?"
Mo Xingheng said with a smile: "Not drinking doesn't mean you don't know how to do it. There is a saying, if a man doesn't drink, his life in this world is in vain. Today our family is reunited, so of course we have to drink two glasses of wine to celebrate." In fact, it is.
He himself was addicted to alcohol. In his previous life, Mo Tianyu could not do without alcohol for every meal, even if he was on a mission, he would still drink.
Mo Zhantian thought of what his son had told him in the study to drink some wine every day, so he nodded and said to the maid: "Go get two bottles of wine."
The maid responded and went out to get the wine. After a while, the maid came back with the wine and poured a glass for Mo Zhantian and Mo Xingheng respectively. Mo Xingheng took the cup and poured it into his mouth, and then "poof"
He spit it all out on the ground.
Mo Zhantian burst out laughing when he saw it, "You can still show off like this if you don't know how to drink. Look, you can't do it anymore."
Mo Linjuan and the maid also covered their mouths and chuckled. Mo Xingheng pointed to the wine bottle and said to the maid who was covering her mouth and laughing secretly: "Um, did you get it wrong? This is considered wine?"
The maid was startled, her face suddenly turned pale. It was a grave sin to laugh at her master. She was panicked and confused for a moment, and she didn't know how to answer Mo Xingheng: "Young Master... I didn't mean this..."
Mo Linjuan said displeased: "Brother, look at you, you scared Ke'er silly."
Seeing the maid's appearance, Mo Xingheng sighed. The system is harmful to people. He shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not that scary. It's not like I won't be happy if you just smile. I'm asking you, were you just right?"
You got the wrong wine. If you got it wrong, go get two more bottles."
The maid felt like she was being pardoned and shook her head and said: "Master, what I just brought is the wine that I usually drink."
Mo Zhantian gasped in confusion and took a sip from his cup. His wine was good. He smiled at his son and said, "You kid, don't make excuses if you don't know how to drink. It's normal for men to be ugly."
Mo Xingheng was even more surprised, "This, this is the good wine you often talk about?"
Mo Zhantian said: "Nonsense, although this wine is unknown, it is the proud wine of Gu Xuefeng and Gu Laosan, the brewing master in the capital. Even the royal family can only buy ten kilograms of it from him every day."
What? The wine master Gu Laosan’s favorite wine? This is not much different from clear water, and can also be called a good wine. Mo Xingheng shook his head, and finally came to the conclusion that the wine-making technology in this world is too backward, and it is not the same as what he drank in his previous life.
Compared with those real fine wines, they are in the sky and underground, yes, underground, dozens of kilometers underground.
It doesn't matter if you don't want to drink this kind of wine. Mo Xingheng put down the cup and said, "Forget it, in a few days I will let you drink what is the real wine."
Mo Zhantian was too lazy to compete with his son. This boy made it clear that he was just looking for a way out for himself. Mo Zhantian did not expose him and said with a smile: "As long as you have the heart."
Mo Xingheng was about to say something when a servant came in and announced: "Master, Master, Miss."
"What's the matter?" Mo Zhantian asked with a frown.
The servant looked at Mo Xingheng and said, "The second master wants to see...the eldest young master."