The Villain's Counterattack

The second-generation disciple of Wudang Sect, one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and the number one disciple of the third-generation Wudang Sect actually got together to study the art of being beaten. Just because they were punished too much, Yu Daying was a little amused and helpless.

However, although both boys were very smart, their foundation was somewhat insufficient (Song Qingshu was pretending, and Mo Shenggu was really young). Yu Daying saw the two of them talking for a few words and then secretly looking at him, then continuing to study, and then looking at him again. After a moment, he understood that they wanted his help in researching together.

"Give it to me, but you two guys can't deliberately anger me anymore, otherwise I won't be able to speak up for you when you get scolded in the future." Over the past year, these two guys have been with him all the time, which has made Yu Daying's life a lot better. Especially since Song Qingshu and Mo Shenggu have tinkered with a thing called a wheelchair based on Mohist classics, he can sit on it and someone can push it around, so his mood has naturally improved a lot.

Therefore, whenever these two guys got into trouble, the first thing they would think of was Yu Daying. Although they were caught here every time, they would escape here again and again. Although they still couldn't avoid being punished in the end, they would be given a reduced sentence more or less for Yu Daying's sake, which made the two guys like him more and more.

So under Yu Daying's guidance, Song Qingshu practiced the "Indestructible Vajra Art" and Mo Shenggu practiced the "Iron Shirt". That's right, Song Qingshu took this opportunity to complete the entry-level foundation-building of Shaolin's "Indestructible Vajra Art" in half a year. He just hid it well in normal times, and his internal strength improved rapidly, which completely concealed the effect of the external skills and was not discovered.

Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others knew that the two of them practiced the Iron Shirt so as not to feel the pain of punishment. They were all at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Especially Zhang Sanfeng, it was unbelievable that his youngest disciple and his eldest grandson had grown crooked. It shouldn't have happened in such a good environment in Wudang Mountain.

It wasn't until Song Qingshu was ten years old that he found Zhang Sanfeng with a small box. "Grand Master, this is the Black Jade Fracture Ointment, a sacred medicine for external injuries, that I asked someone to buy from the Hu people in the Western Regions at a high price. It's been tested on two dogs, and it's basically confirmed to be highly effective in healing bone injuries. For the past two years, my disciple and Seventh Uncle have been playing mad and foolish, successfully arousing Third Uncle's desire to live. We've also initially straightened out his tendons and veins, but his bones have already healed and need to be reconnected."

"In this short period of time, I have been diagnosing Third Uncle's condition and testing him with silver needles. I have basically figured out most of his condition. I have also found the formula of Ma Fei San and have used the magic sword technique on the dog more than once. This time, I beg Grand Master for help to complete the use of the magic sword technique and completely heal Third Uncle's injuries." Song Qingshu's words moved Zhang Sanfeng.

Mo Shenggu also knelt and pleaded, "Master, Qingshu always drags me along when he does things. Over the past two years, I've enjoyed a lot of delicious food, but I've also received a lot of beatings. That's why we've achieved today's results. Qingshu has made all the necessary preparations. Third Senior Brother's injuries can be treated in four sessions, with a half-month buffer each time. If you feel any discomfort, we can stop immediately."

Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly helped them up and said with deep emotion, "You two little monkeys have kept all of us in the dark. Dai Yan has been much happier these past two years. I'll go see him tonight. If it's really as you said, I'll cooperate with you this time."

"Grand Master, this matter needs to be kept secret from everyone, especially Third Uncle. I'm afraid he'll be overly anxious and anxious, and therefore ruin things by being too anxious. Anyway, I'll knock him out first and let him have a good sleep. He'll be fine when he wakes up. Then we'll need Seventh Uncle to act like a playboy again and pretend to get Third Uncle drunk."

Song Qingshu found that Yu Daying's left hand recovered the best, so he decided to treat his left hand first. Anyway, Yu Daying didn't care much about the feeling of his limbs, or he consciously ignored the feeling of his limbs, so he wouldn't care too much in the short term.

It was summer at the time, and Song Qingshu prepared some peppermint oil to repel mosquitoes. It felt cool when applied to the body. He planned to use it on Yu Daying after the operation, in case he felt any comfort in his hands and became suspicious.

At nightfall, Zhang Sanfeng quietly came to Yu Daying's bedroom, knocked him unconscious, and then carefully checked his condition. He found that it was indeed as Song Qingshu and Mo Shenggu said, there was a slight improvement but it was not obvious. He knew that this was the result of the acupuncture and blood circulation treatment given to him by the two children every day.

At noon the next day, Mo Shenggu skipped his morning classes and hunted two pheasants. Song Qingshu prepared a medicinal meal as usual, but this time, Mo Shenggu took out a bottle of wine. "I stole this from a birthday gift someone gave to Master. It's said to be a treasured treasure that's been treasured for over thirty years, and it's said to make you fall down after one glass."

"You're just bragging! He's drunk in one glass! For those of us with internal strength, that's like a potent knockout drug." Song Qingshu scoffed. Mo Shenggu was about to force him to drink, but Yu Daying stopped him with a smile, "Seventh Junior Brother, don't be fooled by him. This kid isn't old enough to drink, but he did it on purpose just for your wine."

Song Qingshu immediately puffed out his beard and glared. Although he didn't have a beard, he pretended to blow it. "Third Master, you are fat. I don't have so many petty thoughts."

"You little rascal, I, your uncle, am carried by you to take medicinal baths with you every now and then, but I am no longer fat. So you don't have to deliberately slander me by saying I am fat to irritate me. If you say you can't drink, then you can't drink. And seventh junior brother, you are just eighteen years old, so it's best not to drink too much. Give me, your brother, a drink first." Yu Daying poured out the glass in front of Song Qingshu's envious eyes.

When Yu Daying woke up, he found himself tied up on the bed. His body was dry and clean, obviously he had been washed by the two boys again and changed into clean clothes. However, his left hand was a little sore for some reason.

"Hey, Third Brother, if you can't drink, don't try to be stubborn. I drank three cups without getting drunk, but you actually passed out after just one. You even vomited all over yourself. Isn't that embarrassing? If Qingshu and I hadn't helped you clean up, you would have been in trouble tonight. As punishment, you'll sleep like this tonight. Oh, this is what Master said."

Mo Shenggu jumped over from the side and proudly told Yu Daying that he had successfully pushed the blame of stealing wine onto Song Qingshu, because after Yu Daying got drunk, he also poured a glass of wine for Song Qingshu, and then directly sent it and the empty wine bottle into the warehouse with the door open.

"You two rascals, Seventh Junior Brother, you'd better be careful. Every time you play a trick on him, he will definitely get back at you." Yu Daying was a little amused. In just a few short years, his alcohol tolerance had become so poor.

"What did you put on me? It feels cool and comfortable." Yu Daying found that without incense, mosquitoes did not dare to approach him.

"Peppermint oil, Qingshu's new creation, how about it? It feels pretty good, right? We just poured a bottle of peppermint oil into the bathtub and soaked Third Senior Brother thoroughly." Mo Shenggu looked at Yu Daying quietly, but the latter didn't notice anything and nodded to indicate that it was pretty good, and asked them to continue next time.

The two boys were very careful when bathing him at first, but later they got used to it and started to do it lavishly, as if they were brushing a table, which made him laugh and cry. However, as his health continued to improve, he didn't feel any major discomfort, but he felt a little weird in his heart.