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Chapter 438 People who don’t understand me can’t attack me

Smash it open?

Ye Changqing's heart was full of anticipation. When he heard these two words, he trotted to find the hammer.

When he came back, he was holding a small stainless steel hammer in his hand.

It is called a small hammer because the handle of the hammer is very thin, about the same size as the little finger.

The hammer is also very small, only slightly thicker than a thumb.

The hammer handle and hammer are integrated.

It looks small and exquisite.

Cheng Liangpeng saw such a small hammer and waved his hand: "No, it's too small.

Using this thing to smash the stone tablet is like hunting with a toothpick."

Ye Changqing looked at the small hammer in his hand. It was indeed a little small, but he was unwilling to change it for a big hammer: "The things in the stone tablet are very valuable.

I wouldn’t want to use a sledgehammer.”

After saying this, he gently knocked the corner of the stone tablet with a hammer.

da~

The hammer collided with the stone tablet, making a dull sound.

A rock the size of a fingernail fell.

Da da da……

The small hammer fell again and again, and pieces of gravel fell down with a crackling sound.

Seeing Ye Changqing embroidering like a flower, Cheng Liangpeng shook his head slightly: "The things hidden in the stone tablet must be stronger than the stone. You are afraid of nothing."

Ye Changqing continued to tap the stone tablet gently, and said lightly: "Of course I know it is definitely stronger than the stone tablet.

But...what if?"

"Taiping Huimin Hejijufang" is the holy book in his heart.

He was not afraid of wasting time, but he felt that no accidents could happen to the things left behind by the Eight Hundred Sacred Hands.

blah blah~

Ye Changqing held up the small hammer and knocked it gently.

A few hours later, the hammer fell again.

Hey~

Suddenly there was a sound of metal collision.

Ye Changqing held up the small hammer and reached out to wipe the dust off the stone tablet.

Then he saw a golden flake. Ye Changqing showed a happy expression: "It's out, it's finally out."

The small hammer fell continuously, smashing the stone on the gold piece into pieces, and then picked up the gold piece.

Wipe off any dust with your hands.

I saw the words "Anti-acne and Clear Skin Pill" written on it.

Ye Changqing was shocked when he saw this unilateral statement.

During the Song Dynasty, there were actually prescriptions for treating acne.

Read on.

"Panax notoginseng powder, ginseng powder, pearl powder, snake oil ointment...apply it to your face before bed and wash it off when you wake up. Do this for half a month and the condition will be cured. However, it is contraindicated as long-term use can damage the skin and should not be used for an extended period of time."

Ye Changqing closed his eyes and thought about the combination of ingredients. The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became.

This formula does not involve regulating the yin and yang in the body, but mainly reduces inflammation, promotes tissue regeneration, removes toxins, and eliminates acne. It only uses the medicinal properties to treat acne.

It is somewhat similar to the principles of Western medicine.

Cheng Liangpeng saw this scene and said with a smile: "I mean, you were excited when you saw the prescription, so you closed your eyes and thought about it.

If you don’t know, you might think you’re smoking opium and it’s lingering.”

Ye Changqing opened his eyes and said with a smile: "I finally saw what a holy hand is.

In that era, there were already mature treatment options.

Nowadays, acne is treated with either hormones or various ineffective drugs.

Hormones are harmful to the body. I spent a lot of money on ineffective medicines, but my acne didn’t go away.

I don’t know whether it’s progress or regression.”

Cheng Liangpeng sighed and said, "You probably don't understand the other meaning of the Eight Hundred Stele. The reason why it was placed in the stone tablet is because of the 800-year-old stele.

It means that people don’t want to spread it.

If it weren't for the Eight Hundred Monument, it would have been lost long ago."

Ye Changqing picked up the small hammer again and started knocking on the stone tablet. This time he used much more strength, but was still very cautious.

He was worried that the gold pieces would be damaged.

It took a full three hours.

Take out eight hundred gold pieces from the stone tablet.

Each gold tablet records either a prescription, an acupuncture method, a medicinal bath, a plaster, a pill, or even a folk remedy.

Things like lying on a rock to warm your back, eating spicy food to treat a cold, and eating scorpions dried on a kang to detoxify...

Ye Changqing felt as if he had opened up a new world and saw many strange and interesting things.

It's getting late.

The lights in the house came on. Ye Changqing was still studying the gold piece. He had an obsession with medicine that others could hardly understand.

After he finished looking at the last gold medal, he let out a long sigh: "I'm finally done."

Cheng Liangpeng sighed: "I woke up from a nap and you just finished reading it."

Ye Changqing sorted the gold pieces, placed them in a wooden box and handed it to Cheng Liangpeng: "The task assigned by the bureau has been completed."

Cheng Liangpeng took the wooden box and put it aside: "You have completed the tasks of seven of the eight medical sects.

As long as you get the medical books and inheritance of the Huitong School.

Then you can see your master."

When Ye Changqing heard about his master, he felt a little excited. He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask his master.

I want to know more about my master's past.

The moment was finally here. "I hope to complete the Huitong faction's mission quickly."

Cheng Liangpeng sighed: "Huitong School, this medical school is too complicated.

I really can't tell whether it is Western medicine or Chinese medicine.

It’s getting further and further away.”

Every time Ye Changqing heard someone send money in advance, it was almost always controversial.

But he disagreed: "Huitong School is one of the eight schools of medicine.

It means he is a Chinese medicine practitioner.

There is no doubt about that.”

The wrinkles on Cheng Liangpeng's face knitted together, his eyes were complicated: "You are still young.

I don't understand how complicated the world is.

do you know?

Some people say that the Huitong School is a traitor to Chinese medicine. Others say that the Huitong School is not a staunch supporter of Chinese medicine.

I am not a believer in Western medicine.

It's a hybrid of Chinese and Western medicine.

I know you like Huitongpai very much, but I advise you not to do so without understanding the other party's situation.

Don't indicate that you are a supporter of the Huitong faction.

Be careful of being attacked."

Ye Changqing was a little surprised. He learned some Huitong medical skills from his master.

But I didn’t know that the Huitong School was so controversial.

But he didn't care: "Medical skills are not limited to any school.

Whoever can cure illness and save lives is right."

Cheng Liangpeng looked at Ye Changqing worriedly: "You may not know how sinister people are."

Ye Changqing nodded: "I do have little experience. But I also know a little bit about the treacherous nature of human nature.

For example, he kept the prescriptions for curing diseases and saving lives in a safe. When his father died, he was not sad at all and only wanted to get the medical books.

For example, a healthy person is sent to a mental hospital.

for example……"

Cheng Liangpeng raised his hand to interrupt: "Don't say anything, what you said is child's play.

When you are a few years older, you will understand.

What you said is happening everywhere in life.

The true evil of human nature is terrifying and will make your hair stand on end.

A cruelty that makes you shudder.

It makes you question why you were born as a human being.”

Ye Changqing saw that Cheng Liangpeng had a blank expression on his face, but there was pain in his eyes.

He couldn't imagine what Cheng Liangpeng had been through to make such a shocking statement.

Knowing that Cheng Liangpeng was thinking about him, he nodded solemnly: "I understand.

I try not to reveal my true feelings.

Those who don’t understand me can’t attack me.”

Cheng Liangpeng suddenly laughed: "I forgot one thing.

If you are an ordinary person, you should indeed keep a low profile.

But you are a dragon carver, and your path is destined to be filled with thorns and swords.

You can show off your talents.

If you meet someone who doesn't have eyes, just kill him!"