Hua Bushi is neither a saint nor Liu Xiahui. If he is dealing with other women, he may be able to barely restrain himself, but what he is holding in his arms right now is the beauty he truly loves. But any normal man will inevitably
Be intoxicated with it.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his face was wet and full of tears. It turned out that Yang Jiangyi had been holding back and refused to cry, but now he could no longer hold it in, and tears poured out like a dam.
, immediately wetted both people’s faces.
"The reason why she cried was because of the pain in her heart. Since this kind of love can't bring her happiness, how can I possess her?" Hua Bushi thought in his heart.
The desire in his chest was extinguished by tears in an instant, his body gradually stiffened, and the arms around Yang Jiangyi's slender waist gently relaxed.
Yang Jiangyi was still curled up on his body, kissing his lips and cheeks. After a long time, she reluctantly separated.
The two were lying opposite each other on the grass. Yang Jiangyi stared directly into Hua Bushi's eyes and said, "I know what you are thinking. You think your life is not long, and you don't want to drag me down, so you don't dare."
Love me, don’t you?”
She suddenly raised her right hand and said: "As evidenced by heaven and by the bright moon, today Yang Jiangyi made an oath to find a cure for Mr. Hua's disease. If Mr. Hua dies, Jiangyi will commit suicide immediately."
Follow it!"
There were still glistening tears on her cheeks, but her tone was extremely firm.
Hua Bushi was shocked and said: "This is absolutely impossible! Alas, I have been unwilling to tell my sister about this because I am afraid that this will happen. If you die for me in the future, how can I still feel at ease!"
Yang Jiangyi said: "I don't care! Anyway, I can't take back the oath I made. If you want to feel at ease, don't die."
Hua Bushi smiled bitterly and said: "Life and death are destined by fate. Even if I don't want to die, what can I do?"
Yang Jiangyi said: "Is the 'Qianyuan Juemui' really so powerful that there is nothing you can do about it? I think that although your constitution is weak, you are still healthy. Maybe the disease you are suffering from is not that kind of terminal disease.
Will it not lead to death?"
At this time, she had already expressed her intention and was determined to live and die with Hua Bushi. She no longer had many worries as before and directly said what she had wanted to ask the young master for a long time.
Hua Bushi said: "Sister, do you know who wrote the words on the piece of paper you saw at Miss Qiaoyun's place?"
Yang Jiangyi said: "Who is it?"
Hua Bushi said: "When I was born, my mother died in childbirth, and I was born with a weak body. My father consulted several famous doctors in the world, and that piece of paper was the handwriting of the 'Medical Sage' Meng Wuming.
"
"Medical Sage" Meng Wuming is known as "the best doctor in the world" and is nicknamed "the enemy of the king of hell". It is rumored in the world that this man can cure all diseases, poisons and even have the ability to bring back the dead. Yang Jiang is wearing a clothes
Jianghu, of course I have heard of it.
Hua Bushi said: "Mr. Meng has excellent medical skills and is my first teacher in studying medicine. He will never misjudge. Alas, why don't I hope that my disease is not 'Qianyuan Jumai', and I have repeatedly sought confirmation, but it is a pity that it is not true."
Just disappointing.”
Yang Jiangyi said: "Even if it is the 'Qianyuan Juemai', doesn't Medical Sage Meng always treat all diseases? Isn't it possible that even he can't do anything?"
Hua Bushi did not answer, he sighed, slowly got up from the grass, straightened his body and sat down cross-legged. Yang Jiangyi also sat up, but leaned her body in Hua Bushi's arms.
The two hugged each other like lovers and sat by the river bank. The Jinxi River in front of them was as clear as a mirror, and a puddle of autumn water flowed slowly. A strand of Yang Jiangyi's hair was blown by the river wind and brushed against the young master's hair.
The tip of his nose made him feel itchy.
But Hua Bushi quickly stopped his thoughts and said: "When I first learned that I was suffering from the 'Qianyuan Juemai', I only wanted to do one thing."
Yang Jiangyi said: "What is it?"
Hua Bushi said: "At that time, I hated this world deeply. I just thought that since God robbed me of my life, I would make other people unable to live long. I must rob everyone of their lives. It would be best to be able to
In my lifetime, I will kill all the people in this world and let them all be buried with me. So, I began to study poison techniques desperately, and even went deep into the jungles of the Miao border in western Hunan, just to find the strongest
The method of poisoning and killing people.”
Yang Jiangyi said: "So you know how to use poison. I've never heard you say that before."
Hua Bushi said: "Poison skills and medical skills are two sides of the same science. Using poison to kill people and using medicine to save people actually have something in common."
Killing people and saving people are two completely different things, but they have something in common, just like the difference between "devil" and "Buddha". With Hua Bushi's wisdom and means, if he decides to use poison to kill people, he may become
The extremely evil demon king killed thousands of lives.
Whether you become a demon or a Buddha, it only depends on a thought in the human heart!
Yang Jiangyi said: "Then why did you change your mind later?"
Hua Bushi said: "At that time, I still had a glimmer of hope in curing the 'Qianyuan Juemai', so while I was learning poison techniques, I was also studying medical techniques with all my strength, hoping to find a cure for this disease."
Yang Jiangyi said: "Have you found it?"
Hua Bushi shook his head and said: "No. 'Qianyuan Juemai' is actually an incurable disease. It exists in the blood and bone marrow of the human body. Ordinary medicine and stone methods cannot have an effect on it. Only the legend says
Those elixirs and holy medicines that can make people reborn may be effective."
Yang Jiangyi's eyes lit up and he said: "Since there is a pill that can cure it, we can go look for it!"
Hua Bushi smiled bitterly and said: "Those elixirs and holy medicines, such as 'Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus', 'Nine Soul Mushrooms' and the like, are all things that only exist in myths and legends. If they can be found in this world, even I can't find them in this world."
I don’t believe it either.”
Yang Jiangyi knew in her heart that what Hua Bushi said was true, so she lowered her head and said nothing, but she had a thought in her heart. She just thought that if she could find the legendary elixir and cure Hua Bushi's terminal illness, even if she had to
She doesn't hesitate to pay any price.
I heard Hua Bushi say again: "In those few years, although I failed to find a cure for this disease, I found several methods that can suppress the onset of the disease in several classics. I am suffering from this disease."
People with Qianyuan Juemui would have difficulty surviving even twenty years. By using these methods, they can prolong their lifespan, at least to their thirties, and can reduce most of their daily illnesses. Their lives are no different from ordinary people.
, it’s just that I can’t pass the deadline of the ‘Three Epochs’.”
He paused briefly and then said: "You must know that 'Qianyuan Juemai' is an incurable terminal disease. It is also very difficult to develop a method to suppress the onset of this disease. It must have taken countless efforts.
And I also discovered that the authors of these medical classics, the people who developed these methods, did not themselves suffer from this terminal disease. These people are undoubtedly extremely skilled doctors. They have exhausted their efforts to study these methods, in fact, in order to save their lives.
other people’s lives.”
"So, I thought again that not all people in this world are so hateful. There are also many kind-hearted people who are dedicated to saving people. My previous idea of killing everyone in the world was actually wrong!"
Yang Jiangyi said: "It turns out that you changed your mind because of this and turned your evil thoughts of killing into your ideal of saving people, right?"
Hua Bushi said: "I was wavering between killing people and saving people, but in the end I chose the latter. So I no longer studied the art of poisoning and killing people, but devoted myself to studying the medical methods of treating diseases and saving people. I also worked in Hunan and Hubei.
After traveling around the country practicing medicine for several years, I finally made some money. And I also discovered that the number of people who died in vendettas and fights in the world was actually many times more than the number of people who died of illness. Hanging a pot to save people is not the most effective way to save people.
way, so I have the dream of building a great sect with power all over the world, and using the method of law to eliminate the killings in Jianghu."
He stretched out his arm, gently hugged Yang Jiangyi's shoulders, and said: "Before I met my sister, it was just a vague fantasy with no possibility of realization. It was probably God's intention to send my sister to my younger brother.
, now I have become more and more convinced that this matter will definitely become a reality in our hands! And as long as this dream is realized, Hua Bushi will die without regrets even if his life is not long ago, but my sister must live, because I can only rely on you.
Only with the peerless martial arts can we maintain the sect we have built, and the achievements of Hua Bushi’s dream will not be shattered!"
Hua Bushi's eyes were gentle, and he looked at Yang Jiangyi affectionately, and said: "Sister, please promise me, no matter what, you will not die lightly, but you must help me realize my dream, okay?"
Yang Jiangyi looked into Hua Bushi's eyes, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "No, I don't want to!"
Hua Bushi said in astonishment: "Why, can't sister understand my thoughts?"
Yang Jiangyi said: "You said it so clearly. Of course I understand. But don't we still have more than ten years? Why are you so pessimistic and only want to realize your own dreams without considering other people's feelings!
Jiangyi has made an oath and must fulfill it, why can't you use your intelligence and wisdom to help me fulfill my oath, but you only know how to ask me to help you!"
After she talked about it, she felt so angry that she burst into tears again.
Hua Bushi said: "Actually, I have never given up. I have been looking for a cure for this disease for these years. Miss Qiaoyun will be of great help if she inherits my medical skills, but..."
Yang Jiangyi said: "It's just that, if you want me to live, you must not die! I don't believe in any destiny from God, I only know that everything depends on man-made things. You always act confidently and confidently, how come it's so critical?"
At that time, but no confidence? The two of us are together, life and death will not be separated, there is nothing to be afraid of! "
Yang Jiangyi's personality is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Hua Bushi knows that if she is determined, it will never be persuaded to change. Hua Bushi had been thinking about how to comfort her, but at this time, something suddenly rose in his heart.
Another belief.
With her by his side, even the "Qianyuan Juemai" is not terrible!
Over the years, he has tried many methods, but has made little progress. Hua Bushi has confirmed that ordinary medicinal stones are ineffective against this strange disease, so he only thinks about how to use the limited time to realize his dream, but he puts aside the task of exploring the "Qianyuan Juemai"
Healing was put aside.
When he told Sun Qiaoyun this secret before, Hua Bushi's main intention was to give her a heavy responsibility so that she could concentrate more on studying medical skills. In his heart, he actually did not have much expectations for this matter.
Hua Bushi couldn't bear the sadness of his beloved because of his death, and he didn't want his lover to die for him. Therefore, he had been deliberately avoiding love, unwilling to be loved by others, and unwilling to give out emotions.
But at this moment, when Yang Jiangyi chose to live and die with him without hesitation, he discovered that love can actually have power, which gave rise to new beliefs in his heart.
Only faith can produce hope, and since hope exists, miracles may happen.