Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 398 Where is the miracle doctor?

"Well, come with me."

Chen Dianying watched his disciple dissolve the medicine talisman as he was told and then feed the talisman water into the wounded man's mouth. After confirming that it was really effective, he nodded and led Qin Huai and the other man to a small courtyard that looked a little shabby on the outside but was quite elegant on the inside.

There were some common things in the yard, including a weapon rack with stone locks and stone balls, and two wooden dummies with major acupuncture points drawn on the body. It seemed to be in line with Chen Dianying's status as a grandmaster who was proficient in medicine and martial arts.

"As the saying goes, one never visits a temple for no reason. Xiao Qin, I guess you came to Foshan to find me this time to ask about the father and daughter of the Xiang family. Am I right?"

Chen Dianying walked into the house, picked up the teapot and poured three cups of tea, then looked at Qin Huai with a kind face.

"The old senior guess is correct. The most important reason for me to go to Guangdong this time is to see Hongying and to help Xiang Bo recover his health, replenish his energy and prolong his life."

Qin Huai took the briefcase from Ao Ling, took out a jade box, opened it and saw that it was the [Tien Shan Snow Lotus].

Chen Dianying stroked his beard, glanced at the Tianshan Snow Lotus, and shook his head, pouring a basin of cold water on Qin Huai's head.

"Although the Tianshan Snow Lotus is good, its medicinal properties are not very compatible with your father-in-law. It can be used, but it is only a temporary solution. If he takes it, the medicinal power in his body will dissipate in a short time and return to heaven and earth."

Chen Dianying sighed, took out a copy of "Bai Cao Lu" from the shelf behind him, and handed it to Qin Huai: "In fact, Hongsheng Hall has accumulated some wealth over the years, and with the financial support of your Jinlou, it is not a problem to collect a few major herbs from Guangdong and Nanyang. But when Xiaowu brought the Xiang family father and daughter to see me, I tried using different major herbal slices on him, and the effect was very average."

"Don't worry, I have many other rare treasures here. Try them one by one, and I guarantee that Xiang Bo will be cured."

Seeing Chen Dianying's seriousness, Qin Huai frowned slightly, but he was not too worried about Xiang Yihai's condition. He had a lot of medical methods, and it wouldn't be much trouble to cure a warrior who was at most at the Nine Stars level.

What he feared more was that even Chen Dianying was helpless to treat Xiang Yihai's illness, which led to Li Bingwu taking Xiang's father and daughter away from Foshan to an unknown place to continue seeking medical treatment. In that case, it would be more difficult to find them than to treat their illness.

Thinking of this, Qin Huai looked at Chen Dianying with a curious look on his face.

"That's natural. When a country is about to fall, evil will appear. It's not surprising that you have found some strange things after traveling around for many years."

Chen Dianying had just seen the Qingwei Talisman that Qin Huai took out, and knew that this kid had some opportunities, but he had no intention of delving into it. He then changed the subject and talked about Xiang Yihai's illness.

"Your father-in-law's illness is not an acute one, but a sudden outbreak of hidden injuries accumulated over the years, which is difficult to reverse. I heard from Xiao Wu that he almost died under the knife of the black-faced King of Hell a few years ago? Fortunately, there was a master who pulled him back from the gates of hell and saved his life temporarily, but problems also followed."

Chen Dianying took a sip of tea and continued, "Your father-in-law's body is like a sieve now. Although it was covered with a layer of mud a few years ago and is temporarily fine, as time goes by, the mud is constantly washed away by blood and energy, and has become thinner and gaps appear. It is inevitable that the energy will leak out. In addition, his internal training is not good enough. The more the energy in his body flows out through this hole, the bigger the hole will become. It won't be long before he will collapse and die."

"It wasn't too late when Xiao Wu brought him to me, but most of his energy had already been lost. My medical skills are not good enough to surpass the ordinary. I can only use the golden needle method from the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to seal his meridians and ensure that he will be alive for 49 days. But if the hole is not completely filled when the time limit comes, then it's all over!"

"I still want to thank you for your trouble in rescuing me. May I ask if Hongying and Xiang Bo are in Foshan?"

"You are late. Long before the New Year, they asked for a letter from me and hurried to find the [Ghost Hand Doctor]."

Chen Dianying stood up and took out two well-preserved letters from the room behind him and handed them to Qin Huai.

"Xiao Wu and the girl from the Xiang family each left a letter with me as proof. They were afraid that if something happened to the troupe and Jinlou, no one would take charge, so they asked me to take care of it. Before they left, they wrote a few letters to Tianjin. I think they were planning to discuss it with their colleagues. Now that you've come to my house, you can take a look at them."

After hearing this, Qin Huai took the letter and took a look at the seal on it. After finding that it was indeed the seal of Xiang Jiaban and Jinlou, he opened it and read it carefully.

The gist of the letter was that Li Bingwu and Xiang Hongying had to travel far to Bashu to find the elusive "Ghost Hand Doctor" in order to save their brother and father. Chen Dianying was highly respected and trusted by Li Bingwu, so if anything happened to the Xiang family and Jinlou, they could ask him. After returning, the guys who had worked hard to manage the business would be rewarded.

"Care leads to chaos, care leads to chaos."

Qin Huai muttered to himself, suppressed his eager urge to rush to Bashu immediately, and looked up to ask Chen Dianying a few more questions.

"I would also like to ask you, Senior, who is this [Ghost Hand Divine Doctor]?"

"He is the successor of [Medicine King Valley], and I learned the [Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles] from him. Although we are not master and disciple in name, we are master and disciple in reality."

Chen Dianying's eyes flashed with memories, and he pointed at the letter in Qin Huai's hand: "If there is anyone in the land of China who can snatch your father-in-law back from the hands of the King of Hell and patch up his broken body, it can only be him."

"However, his whereabouts are erratic. He often practices medicine and saves lives in the southwest and northwest provinces. Although I have given Xiao Wu and the others several possible locations where the [Ghost Hand Doctor] might appear, whether they can find him within forty-nine days is up to fate."

"From what you said, the [Ghost Hand Divine Doctor] is also an extraordinary figure. Doesn't he have a way to communicate with him?"

Qin Huai's head suddenly expanded when he thought about the backward communication methods in this world.

"He is a wise man left behind in the countryside, aloof from the world, and would rather others not bother him. How could he leave any means for others to easily find him?"

Chen Dianying waved his hand, took out a note from his sleeve and placed it in front of Qin Huai.

"Xiao Wu and his companions have been gone for about twenty days. If you go to Bashu to investigate now, you may still be able to make it in time."

"Thank you, senior."

Qin Huai took the note and looked at it. Dazhou, Bashan, Qinling... several places can be roughly connected in an arc on the map.

"The land of Bashu is a hodgepodge of people of all kinds. With your current skills, you don't have to worry too much. But a hundred years ago, countless White Lotus old party members scattered into the Bashan old forests, and many strange characters emerged among them. Their methods are often strange. If you have a dispute with them, it's better to be careful."

Chen Dianying glanced at the double guns on Ao Ling's waist and changed the subject: "Now that wars are raging in the southern provinces, you are carrying this beauty with you, and it is easy to encounter unexpected events. Even with the advantages of foreign guns and fists, you must be careful of ambushes."

"Qin Huai will remember the teachings of my senior in my heart." Qin Huai nodded, took the stack of talismans handed over by Ao Ling, and handed them to Chen Dianying.

"Take care, senior. Qin Huai still needs to go look for relatives and friends. So goodbye!"

After he finished speaking, Qin Huai put away all the letters and notes and led Ao Ling out of Qingqiaoshan Village.

"Huai Lang, shall we leave immediately?"

Ao Ling looked at Qin Huai who took the motorcycle from Zhang Meng, naturally sat on the back seat and asked softly.

"Well, but before that, I have to go to Foshan Jinlou to see if Uncle Wu has left any other messages."

Qin Huai turned the handlebars, and the taillights lit up. This retro motorcycle snatched from the [Liu Guang Meng] fruit turned into a flowing shadow, speeding towards Foshan between the bumpy mountain roads and official roads!
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Where there are people, there are grudges. Where there are grudges, there will be the world of martial arts. When people are in the world of martial arts, they naturally cannot avoid the sight of swords and sabers.

In the south where the Boxer Rebellion was raging, Foshan, as one of the important cities that the Qing government strictly defended, seemed to be little affected by the war.

It was just that Nanyue, which rarely snows, had a sudden heavy snowfall recently. Soon, as the sun came out, the heavy snow turned into a cold and wet rain, and the chill penetrated into people's bones, forcing every household to close their doors and windows and light fires to keep warm.

The rain outside was cold and wet, reflecting off a warm and brightly lit building.

The fire-like color sets off the magnificent hall, as if a golden mountain is falling in the rain.

Isn’t it Jinshan?

If this Golden Building is just a small playground, it cannot compare to Liushang in Chentang, Guangzhou. However, since this building has left a great reputation both at home and abroad, there must be a reason for it.

The key lies in the anti-inflammatory drug that is superior to the foreigners.

Now, outside this building, someone is hiding in the rain, staring at this brilliant golden mountain which is temporarily without a tiger guarding it.

In the midst of chaos, both the north and the south were in turmoil. Those with blood and ambition could still join the Boxer Rebellion and fight against the Qing court. However, those who valued their lives and wanted to sit on the fence had no choice but to seek refuge in a few big cities, either to Shanghai or Hong Kong Island, which were all good places to make a fortune.

Although Foshan is not well-known, it is located in a remote corner with a developed commercial economy and is very prosperous, making it easy for people with ulterior motives to target it.

Moreover, in the past few years, Jinlou has opened branches in major cities across China. Anyone who is in the underworld knows that the secret medicine sold by Jinlou can cure all diseases and save people from danger.

Due to the overlap of many factors, some people became malicious and wanted to borrow some money from Jinlou.

Just recently, a few people from southern Yunnan came to Foshan. Within three days, they threatened to buy all the anti-inflammatory drugs in Jinlou at a higher price, hoping that the big boss of Jinlou would come out to discuss business in person.
Faced with such a big deal, if the buyer wanted to meet someone else, the manager of Jinlou would not hesitate to entertain the buyer with good food and wine until the deal was concluded.

But the timing was extremely unfortunate. The eldest boss was elusive and could not be relied upon; the second boss also left Foshan as he had important matters to attend to; and most of the Cantonese martial arts associations were busy with the uprising and were not suitable to show up in public. As a result, Jinlou, which had no trouble selling its secret medicine, wanted to give up this business.

But as soon as the words were spoken, there was no news from those people from southern Yunnan, not even a reply, which was quite strange.

At first, everyone in Jinlou thought that they had left Foshan without saying goodbye. After all, even if the deal failed, there was still righteousness, and few people thought the worst of everything. But after a few days, the employees of Jinlou disappeared one after another, and the bodies were found in the river outside the city the next day, causing panic among the people in Jinlou. After the employees died for no reason, the manager realized something was wrong and quickly called the Wuhui to investigate the cause and protect Jinlou.

It was a rainy day. Five short and strong men wearing straw hats covered their bodies with straw raincoats. They looked like fishermen and were unkempt. But each of them had a sinister aura and cold eyes. There was a sweet and fishy smell all over their bodies, like poisonous insects emerging from some dark corner.

"Boss, the brothers have confirmed repeatedly that the Northerner Grandmaster is not here recently. There are only three or two four-level masters here at most, and they definitely can't withstand the poison of these little darlings!"

"Do it!"

The man called the boss untied the scorpion tail whip from his waist and moved aggressively towards the brightly lit golden building.

Nowadays, if you want to stand out in the world, you can only rely on your own fists. It’s quick and easy, and you can speak with strength. Win or lose, the loser lies down, and the one who stands up speaks.

For the Five Saints of Southern Yunnan, who often live on the edge of a knife, they are already accustomed to this kind of murder and robbery. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food.

If you win, you are happy and carefree; if you lose, your fate is doomed.

At the moment when the five people suddenly rushed towards the Golden Tower, the people from the martial arts association guarding the various floors of the Golden Tower became alert in time, and three figures rushed out, stopping the five people like a solid wall.

"roll!"

In the blink of an eye, the Five Saints of Southern Yunnan threw back their rain-soaked raincoats, took out their weapons, and gathered their full Qi strength to attack ruthlessly.

The scorpion tail whip throws the horse down with a hook, the soft spider rope opens and closes to wrap around the person, the iron centipede hook hooks the tendons and cuts the veins, and the golden toad hammer strikes the top of the head
The three of them stared at each other, their breath sank, and they put their arms in front of them.

The next second, the whip and hammer blade swept over, accompanied by a fishy and sweet poisonous gas, whipping and swinging, and the barbed poisonous stingers flew around, forcing the three people to retreat again and again.

"Qin Qiong presents his mace!"

With just a loud shout, murderous intent suddenly appeared in the eyes of the three men, and under the violent and fierce attack of the five men, they stood firmly on their feet, and took advantage of the opponent's breath to exert their strength, which penetrated their tendons. Their sleeves suddenly burst, and under the rags that were torn apart, one could see that the three men's strong arms were wearing shining silver rings, clasped together like an iron wall, which blocked the violent attack of the five poisonous men.

The bridge hand gesture was formed, opened and closed, and fists and blades collided, metal and iron rang, and in a flash, rain and water exploded. Eight figures were entangled together, silver rings locked the hard hooks and hard hammers, and soft whips and soft ropes wrapped around the silver rings. For a moment, both sides could not advance or retreat, and could only kick each other with their legs and feet to attack the lower body.

At this moment, a rumbling sound of an engine was heard in the rain. The headlights were dazzling and suddenly became larger, as if to avoid the sudden rain.

(End of this chapter)