My generation is the Five Elements of Wushan Mountain

Chapter 61 Accident
"Next time, you won't be so lucky."

The ghost snorted coldly, and disappeared into the night. Yu Baizhi was relieved, and sat down on the ground panting.

"What crime did I do? Spread this shit."

After muttering a few words in dissatisfaction, Yu Baizhi got up and walked away quickly supporting his weak legs.

Behind Yu Baizhi's back, a withered hand came out from the ground, but Yu Baizhi wanted to leave with all his heart, so he didn't notice at all...

In the early morning, everything that happened yesterday seemed to have never happened, and Yuexu City was still thriving, looking bustling and busy.

"Knock knock knock!"

Hearing the hasty knock on the door, Rong Cheng Xiao Sa gently pushed the door open, seeing the astonishment on the visitor's face, he blinked.

"What's wrong with you, it looks... like you saw a ghost?"

"To hell with you! To hell with your whole family!"

The person who knocked on the door was Yu Baizhi, with a haggard face, as if he would collapse at any moment.

"Then your face...you won't look like this when you go out for a walk in the morning. Your body is so weak. Would you like me to prescribe you a medicine?"

Rong Cheng Xiao Sa scratched his head, observing Yu Baizhi with interest as if seeing a new species.

"You'd better keep it to yourself!"

Too lazy to make Xiao Sa, Yu Baizhi only felt that his head was extremely heavy, and all he wanted was to lie on the bed and sleep soundly, not caring about anything.

"Hey, don't sleep late, walk around, I found some clues yesterday."

When Rong Cheng Xiao Sa saw that Yu Baizhi wanted to run into the bedroom, he grabbed Yu Baizhi by the collar and pulled it out.

"Oh no! Don't do this! You let me go and don't separate us! I can't live without it!"

Yu Baizhi hugged the foot of the bed, weeping bitterly, as if vowing to live and die with the bed.

"It's all about what."

Rong Cheng Xiao Sa couldn't laugh or cry, scratched his head, a little tangled, he had already pinched a blue dragon scale in one hand, and rubbed it slightly.

"That's all, then you go to sleep, I have to go out again."

Yu Baizhi hummed subconsciously, apparently falling asleep.

Glancing at the other bedroom doors, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Young people nowadays."

After all, he pushed the door and walked out, not knowing where he went.

Towards the afternoon, Yu Baizhi woke up leisurely, yawned lazily, and found that there were already many people in the medical hall, all of them came here looking for Rong Cheng Xiao Sa to see a doctor.

I don't know Huoyuan and Xuanyuan Yiting, two girls looking for medicinal materials to pack medicine for the patients, Gongyizan is sitting on the consultation table and checking the pulse of people, Wen Renzigui is helping, wandering around but did not see Rong Cheng Xiao Sa's figure.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Out of curiosity, Yu Baizhi approached a bookish-looking old gentleman with a haggard face and plain clothes and asked.

"Could it be that you are suffering from some hidden disease? Tell me about it. I will never tell anyone else. I can also analyze it for you."

The old gentleman glanced at Yu Baizhi, obviously not convinced, but it was too long in line to have someone to chat with to relieve fatigue, so he muttered and chatted.

"It's not something shameful, so I'll tell you. Last night, I passed by the south entrance of the city, and I was going to buy a jar of wine at Crescent Moon Hall somewhere."

"Crescent Moon Hall? There are quite a few places that sell wine in Yuexu City, why do you have to go to the Crescent Moon Hall to buy it?"

Yu Baizhi interrupted suddenly, the old man gave him a displeased look, and said disdainfully.

"Of course it's because it's delicious, and the price is affordable and close to the people. Everyone in Yuexu City knows it."

Clearing his throat, the old man continued.

"And what I want to buy is not ordinary wine, but..."

"No, old man, didn't we talk about illness, why did it have something to do with alcohol?"

Yu Baizhi interrupted again.

"I haven't finished yet!" The old man blew his beard and stared blankly at Yu Baizhi, obviously very dissatisfied with Yu Baizhi's interruption.

"I said what I want to buy is medicinal wine! It's just for curing diseases!"

"Oh, I see, I see, you can continue."

Yu Baizhi answered in a perfunctory tone, signaling the old gentleman to continue.

"Huh, the so-called medicinal wine is that Chinese herbal medicine is added to the wine during the brewing process or in the wine, so there is no essential difference between the two, but the former is mainly used to treat diseases and has specific medical effects; the latter is used to nourish health and strengthen the body. Mainly, it has the function of health care and strengthening the body.”

"In terms of the method of using medicinal wine, medicinal wine can be divided into three categories: internal use and external use, which can be used both internally and externally."

"Nourishing wine should be used in combination. According to its function, it can be divided into types such as nourishing qi, nourishing blood, nourishing yin, nourishing yang, and nourishing both qi and blood..."

"Hey, stop, stop, stop, old man, can we talk about something related to the disease? I'm here to analyze your condition, not to listen to your lecture!"

The old man used to be a pedant who taught, and once he talked about knowledge, he would go on and on and on, and the more he talked, the happier he was, which made Yu Baizhi dizzy for a while.

"Hey, young people nowadays don't even want to listen to the old man's speech."

The old man shook his head, and looked at Yu Baizhi with pity.

"Come on, old man, don't make fun of the younger generation."

Yu Baizhi propped his face with one hand and shook his head and forehead.

"Hehe, old man, I just accidentally fell down a few days ago. It's not a serious problem. I just sat at home and had nothing to do, so I came here for a stroll."

"Old Liu? Why do you come to my small clinic when you have time? Did you get kicked out by Aunt Liu for drinking again? Be careful and Aunt Liu will find you later."

Rong Cheng and Xiao Sa pushed the door open and entered the room. While saying hello to the others, he walked to Gong Yizan and took over her job.

Just in time, it was the old gentleman's turn, Rong Cheng Xiao Sati took the old gentleman's pulse, chatting nonsense.

"Nonsense! Could it be that she chased me? It's that I don't bother to fight with a woman! I'm being humble! Do you understand me!"

Mr. Liu blew his beard and stared, and glanced at the door with a faint look, as if Aunt Liu would really push the door and enter in the next second.

"Oh, yes, it's humility."

Rong Cheng Xiao Sa finished his pulse with a smile, picked up a brush and wrote the prescription on a piece of yellow paper.

"You're fine, but I don't think you came to me for this little problem. Follow this prescription to get the medicine, and the brewed medicinal wine will be more effective than last time."

Mr. Liu took the prescription and nodded. As soon as he got up, he heard someone knocking on the door in a hurry, and subconsciously hid aside, watching Rong Cheng Xiao Sa open the door and look around.

Seeing that the person who came was not his wife, Mr. Liu breathed a sigh of relief. Looking again, he found a guard standing at the door with a hasty expression and sweat dripping from his face due to exercise.

"Doctor Rong Cheng, something happened!"

　Two possible endings were written.

　　One is the crap ending of the family carnival, but Hehemeimei, everything in the end will end hastily.

　　One is a dark and slightly depressing ending, which will be a bit cruel and messy, and there will be some extra stories at the end.

　　In fact, I want to rewrite (cover face)
　　I found that what I am writing now is a routine novel wrapped in the Wushan Five Elements...

　　So later when I started writing the Five Elements, I would treat these volumes as black history (I didn’t write much in the outline, I wrote a bunch of weird ideas, I wrote a thousand words, self-examination, not good, open a new chapter , wrote a thousand words... Such a cycle, this chapter is really tangled, it feels like suffering...)
　　
　
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