Han Tongzhi was placing orders in Xuwang Temple, and had to abide by the rules there and not staying at night. He also adhered to the health preservation technique of not eating after lunch, so Xu Xiaole couldn't force him to have supper.

So Xu Xiaole made an appointment with Han Tongzhi to come down from Qionglong Mountain to visit him tomorrow, and inform him of the progress in a timely manner, hoping to handle the tuberculosis properly.

The next morning, Xu Xiaole got up and practiced the exercises. As the time was about to be over, he took Huang Ren to the dock.

Mudu, a century-old port, is now full of vitality than the past. More than a dozen ships of large and small docked at the pier, with masts standing in the air. More small boats were crowded with dense crowds, and at first glance, they looked like water city. A coolie was shouting horns, carrying goods to load ships, occasionally mixed with the shouts of the boss of the ship.

The wooden boats in Amulin were parked alone on the river outside, hiding in the mist on the morning river.

If Xu Xiaole hadn't seen the new ship at first sight, he would have to wait until the water vapor dissipated before he could discover it.

Amulin was not a talker. After saying hello, he knew he was going to Qionglong Mountain, so he rowed without saying a word.

As soon as Xu Xiaole got on the boat, he smelled a charcoal fire and asked, "Why did you burn the stove?"

Amulin grinned and said, "It was a little cold last night, so I can cook some water."

Xu Xiaole said strangely: "You didn't live at home last night?"

Amulin replied: "I'm afraid of misleading my husband. I went home yesterday to settle down and came out before the city was closed."

Xu Xiaole suddenly felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. Of course he knew that Amulin was so flattering, it was definitely not because of the money for those ships, but because of the two sons. However, it is not unreasonable to treat tuberculosis as a terminal illness. It is really not that it can be cured. Maybe Uncle Master can do it, but who knows where he has gone?

Seeing that Xu Xiaole didn't speak, Amulin naturally wouldn't take the initiative to find something to talk.

The boat is not far from Mudu to Xukou, but when you arrive at Xukou, you can only take the land to Qionglong Mountain. It only takes ten miles by land, and it will not take half an hour. If you go by water, it may take more than two hours, so as long as there is no heavy goods, everyone will choose to take the land.

Xu Xiaole and Huang Ren got off the boat, while Amulin waited on the boat and waited for them to come back. The two met a ox cart on the way at Xukou Wharf, and they could save a lot of energy by spending a few dollars.

When Xu Xiaole was sitting in the car, he began to miss the ink essence. If he had come out with the ink essence, he would be able to rush over at this moment.

He looked at Huang Ren beside him and said intimately, "Tripped". Xu Xiaole doesn't like riding a mule by himself and others are following behind, so today he didn't bring the ink essence.

When the two started climbing the mountain, Xu Xiaole felt that it was a mistake to bring Huang Ren.

Huang Ren's body shape is really not suitable for moving in the mountains and forests, and he was out of breath before he walked far. However, Xu Xiaole was easier than the last time he climbed the mountain, and he felt like he was walking on the ground. It seemed that the guidance technique was indeed of great benefit to the body, which made Xu Xiaole couldn't help but want to climb a mountain with Uncle Master again and divide it into heights.

He thought of his uncle's age and couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

The two finally climbed to the gate of Shangzhen Temple, and the Taoists were about to prepare for lunch.

Xu Xiaole grabbed a little Taoist priest at the door and said, "Taoist Master, my name is Xu Xiaole, come and see Master He. I am his student."

The little Taoist priest looked at Xu Xiaole and suddenly asked, "Did you cure Uncle Wu's illness?"

Xu Xiaole said in surprise: "It's spread to the mountain so soon?"

The little Taoist said: "Uncle Wu came back yesterday and even did morning classes this morning."

Xu Xiaole was only shocked this time: "This is not right, how could he get out of bed so quickly!"

The little Taoist priest curled his lips, expressed dissatisfaction with Xu Xiaole's disbelief, and said, "You just go in and look for him. I just saw him sitting in the yard and chatting with someone!"

Xu Xiaole ran in two steps at a time, and Huang Ren chased him out of breath, but he didn't dare to call him slower.

Master Wu had really got out of bed. At this moment, he was half lying on a bamboo chair with cushions basking in the sun. There were several Taoist priests of his age around him, talking to each other.

Xu Xiaole ran over until Master Wu’s side, and said, “Master Wu, his face is still so bad, why did he come out?”

Master Wu opened his eyes, but his pupils were clearly white and bloodless. He was about to get up, but Xu Xiaole pressed his shoulders and had to lie down halfway down and said, "There is a little stuffy in the room. Bathing outside can nourish the yang energy."

Taoist priests around him also smiled and greeted Xu Xiaole. This one called him "little magic doctor" and the other called him "little fairy". It was enough to make fun of him.

Master Wu also joked: "I didn't expect that Dr. Xu would go up the mountain to come for a follow-up visit and was arrested for a moment. If I had known it earlier, I would have been lying in the house."

Xu Xiaole was a little embarrassed and said, "I originally wanted to go to Xuwang Temple to see you, but I didn't expect to come to the mountain to do business but I ran into you outside to have a breath of wind."

Master Wu quickly explained: "Doctor Xu, don't worry, this yard has walls and houses, and it's the wind is the least. The brothers and brothers choose to meditate under the tree on weekdays."

Xu Xiaole had no choice but to say, "Okay, Taoist priest is a martial artist, and he should understand the principle of "preventing the wind like avoiding arrows" better than me."

Master Wu smiled and agreed.

Another Taoist priest smiled and said, "The little miracle doctor goes up the mountain to do business, can you ask someone to help you run errands?"

Master Wu introduced: "This is the chef in Guanli. No one who wants to eat does not know him."

Xu Xiaole said, "It's okay, I'm here to see Master He."

Many people present knew that Xu Xiaole and He Jianyuan were learning piano. They thought that he came to learn piano skills after seeing a doctor, so they called a little Taoist priest to lead the way, and everyone was still chatting here.

Poor Huang Ren finally caught up with Xu Xiaole, and before he could catch up, he was about to leave again. He was so full of saliva that he felt so painful that he was happy that he could just leak something in his mouth. This is happiness!

Poor Huang Ren didn't expect that the little Taoist priest in the temple was walking as he was walking, and he couldn't keep up, so he had to use his chat and play, chased Xu Xiaole and shouted: "Sir, Master Wu will get out of bed today, will it be okay?"

Xu Xiaole indeed slowed down and said, "Master Wu is a martial arts practitioner and his body is much stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, although the method of practicing qi cannot guarantee that people will not get sick, even if they get sick, they will recover quickly."

It is not unreasonable that Han Tongzhi was still scared yesterday. If a patient with a weak body can be asked to enter the coffin with a pair of Chengqi Decoction.

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