Summary of the previous chapter: Cao Cao suffered from a headache, and Ma Xiaoquan took the risk to use the green spirit fire to explore...
Although Ma Xiaoquan said this, he actually explored Cao Cao's entire head.
Since the green spirit fire could not be poured into Cao Cao's brain, Ma Xiaoquan could only conduct superficial investigations, but even then, Ma Xiaoquan still discovered something went wrong.
Green Spirit Fire is a sensitive flame, and Ma Xiaoquan's control of it has reached full level, which means that Ma Xiaoquan can now control it as he wishes.
Due to the special nature of Green Spirit Fire, Ma Xiaoquan usually uses it as a catalyst for temporary physical increase, but in fact, the effect of Green Spirit Fire is far less than this.
Ma Xiaoquan has consumed himself with fire many times, and the one that has consumed him the most is the Green Spirit Fire.
The green spirit fire initially burned everything except the flesh. After more than twenty years of immersion by Ma Xiaoquan, it has become the most commonly used and most stable flame by Ma Xiaoquan.
Compared with the Lan Ming Holy Fire, the Green Spirit Fire is gentler and simpler in nature. Although it has the effect of flame, it is strangely unable to burn the body. And under the control of Ma Xiaoquan, a firebender, the Green Spirit Fire
It can be transformed from the original inability to burn the body to the inability to burn any object in Ma Xiaoquan's consciousness. This... is also one of the reasons why Ma Xiaoquan loves Green Spirit Fire.
The flame burned slightly on Cao Cao's head, but did not burn any of Cao Cao's hair. Cao Cao closed his eyes in pain, and bursts of severe pain came from his brain.
Ma Xiaoquan took a deep breath and increased the green spirit fire to the maximum. The original light green turned into turquoise in an instant, and at this moment, the pain in Cao Cao's head suddenly eased a lot.
Cao Cao opened his eyes and looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise: "Master Shangxian, this..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled, beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.
In his left eye, Yuan suddenly said: "Ma Xiaoquan, you can feel it, Cao Cao actually has a brain tumor..."
"Well, if this problem existed in my time, it would indeed not be an incurable disease, but..."
"What? Do you want to open Cao Cao's skull and treat his illness?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly in his heart: "I am not a surgeon. I don't know how to open a skull. Besides, history is like this. My solar recorder has been found. I am about to leave this era."
Yuan was silent for a while, and then continued to transmit: "Ma Xiaoquan, don't you miss everything you have built in this era? Your family, your wife and children, and even your grandchildren...
."
Ma Xiaoquan did not answer Yuan's question directly, but answered Yuan's question with a question: "Do you think I am not nostalgic?"
There was no further transmission from the source. Ma Xiaoquan knew that it was just an object, an object without real emotions. The source would never understand human feelings.
...
Ma Xiaoquan withdrew the green spirit fire and slowly helped Cao Cao up.
Cao Cao's head was also covered with sweat, but after Ma Xiaoquan's probing, Cao Cao's headache was relieved a lot.
"Lord Immortal, can you cure my illness?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "Xiao Cao, what did Hua Tuo say about your condition back then?"
Cao Cao was stunned for a moment and said: "Hua Tuo wants to cut open my head and take out the blood clot he mentioned..."
Ma Xiaoquan didn't wait for Cao Cao to finish, he nodded and said: "Hua Tuo is right, there is indeed something similar to a blood clot in your head."
"Ah?" Cao Cao said in shock, "Master Shangxian, what should I do?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "I am not a doctor. Even if I have magic that reaches the sky, it will not help. Human life is determined by heaven. Xiao Cao, you are old, do you still have so many ideas?"
Cao Cao was unwilling and said: "If...if you give me another ten years, I will definitely...definitely..."
"Cao Cao!" Ma Xiaoquan suddenly looked at Cao Cao seriously, "Don't you understand yet? All of this is actually destined. Can you fight against fate?"
"I......"
"Okay, you don't have to say anything more!" Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand, shook his head and walked out of the tent.
Cao Cao felt a little regretful, but had nothing to say. This was the first time that Master Shangxian called his name directly since he became acquainted with him. Cao Cao knew what this meant.
...
For two days in a row, Cao Cao didn't say much. On the third day, for lunch, the cooks cooked a roast chicken for Cao Cao.
Cao Cao slowly gnawed on the roasted chicken, slowly protruding one of the chicken ribs. Thinking of Hanzhong's successive defeats and the first time Lord Shangxian rejected him head-on, he couldn't help but say: "Weak ribs, tasteless ribs...
..”
When Cao Cao said this, the chief secretary Yang Xiu happened to pass by Cao Cao's camp. When he heard the word "tasteless", Yang Xiu rushed into his tent and started packing his luggage without saying a word.
Yang Xiu's movements were very big, and the curtain of the tent was not pulled down. His packing of luggage was clearly visible to the Cao soldiers and generals outside the tent.
Just when Yang Xiu was humming a little tune and packing his luggage, Xiahou Dun saw it passing by and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "Why is Master Yang packing his luggage?"
Just as Yang Xiu was about to speak, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly appeared in front of Yang Xiu.
"Lord Immortal?" Yang Xiu was a little frightened and quickly stood up to greet him.
Ma Xiaoquan frowned and waved his hand: "Yang Xiu, are you doing this? Aren't you afraid of beheading?"
Yang Xiu curled his lips and thought to himself that you, a monster like you, would make alarmist remarks. The King of Wei had already said useless things and he must be retreating.
"Haha... Lord Shangxian, I'm afraid you have made a mistake. King Wei's words are useless, doesn't he mean to retreat?"
Ma Xiaoquan said: "Do you know what tasteless means?"
Yang Xiu proudly puffed up his chest and said, "Of course I know. The meaning of tasteless is that it is tasteless and it would be a pity to throw it away."
"Then do you know what it means that food is tasteless and it's a pity to throw it away?"
Yang Xiudao: "Hanzhong!"
Many people heard the questions and answers between Ma Xiaoquan and Yang Xiu, especially Xiahou Dun who was standing nearby, who heard them most clearly.
Returning to his tent, Xiahou Dun also hurriedly packed his luggage.
As the general of the army, Xiahou Dun packed his luggage as soon as possible, and his subordinates followed suit, and the news of the soldiers getting ready soon spread to Cao Cao's ears.
Cao Cao called Xiahou Dun to question him, and then he realized that it was Yang Xiu who was causing trouble.
Cao Cao was furious and immediately ordered people to capture Yang Xiu and question him.
Ma Xiaoquan was also present.
Yang Xiu was considered a man, and he readily admitted what he had done, but... Yang Xiu's stubbornness made Cao Cao very angry.
Ma Xiaoquan watched from the side without saying a word from beginning to end, but even so, he could not avoid being ridiculed by Yang Xiu.
Yang Xiu said: "Yao Dao... If you don't ask, how can I have so many things?"
Ma Xiaoquan didn't say anything, but Xiahou Dun beside him was unhappy: "Master Yang, what you said is biased. You are the one packing your luggage. Why do you rely on Master Shangxian?"
Yang Xiu asked Xiahou Dun: "General Xiahou, I packed my luggage myself, why did you drag all the soldiers to pack it together?"
"you......"
"That's enough." Cao Cao looked at Yang Xiu bitterly, "Yang Xiu, it's my business whether to withdraw the troops or not. But if you act on your own and disturb the morale of our army, you should be killed! Someone is here."
When a person is about to die, he will not hesitate.
Historically, Yang Xiu was described as a person with high moral integrity, but in reality, Yang Xiu was not that stalwart.
Hearing that he would be killed, Yang Xiu was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
Ma Xiaoquan turned his back. He didn't want to see Yang Xiu being dragged out and beheaded. After all, Yang Xiu's death was indirectly related to him.
After half a stick of incense was burned, Yang Xiu's head was presented to him. Cao Cao took a look at it and sighed deeply.