the enlightener says

"What is this, how can I dislike it? First... sir... Please come inside quickly, I will move a seat for you, I really went out to meet a noble person today, I am really blessed by God."

Uncle Ji kept bowing, his movements were so big that even Liu De was a little embarrassed, and then he reached out to help him in, as if he had invited a god into his home.

Chapter 6 and Six

But the facts have proved that Liu De is indeed the god who rescues the suffering, and his medical skills are far better than the "knowledge a little bit" he said.

Although Erwa's condition looked very serious, besides being hot all over, she was lying unconscious on the bed, uttering nonsense from time to time, but when Liu De got his pulse, he just pressed a few acupuncture points with his hands hard, Erwa's originally tangled brows relaxed a lot.

It made people feel that he was relieved from a nightmare, and his face showed a bit of peace.

"Huh..." As Erwa let out a long breath of hot breath, his complexion seemed to improve a lot. Aunt Qing couldn't help but let out a joyful cheer, and then he was used by Uncle Ji again " Don't bother Mr.," covering his mouth.

Seeing this scene from the corner of his eyes, Liu De smiled slightly. In fact, he didn't need such exaggerated care. After all, he was not one of those old doctors who like to put on airs, and he was not even a serious doctor.

The reason why his technique is so familiar is that when he was poor and fell ill in the early years, he had to search for medical books to diagnose the pulse and go to the mountains to collect herbs. To this day, he is very grateful that he was able to rely on The medical skills of drinking half a bucket of water saved my life, otherwise the military officer offering wine in Canghai now, I am afraid it is another person.

As a practitioner, he has a clearer understanding of qi, blood and meridians than ordinary people. He also reads some medical books in his spare time. Now, he is indeed comparable to some rural doctors. He even once suffered a famine and plague. Many lives were saved.

Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was just luck. His third younger brother Zhang Yi, who is bad-tempered, was one of them. He even became his sworn brother because of this, and would accompany him for many years to come, wearing the straw sandals he woven. , walk the world, fight on the battlefield, and resolve to save the world with him.

Can this ideal really be realized?Although Cao Meng is indeed a hero, can he really go all the way to the end?

Liu De didn't know, but he could only do his best to make the common people live a better life instead of continuing to suffer in such troubled times.

"It's some problems with qi and blood. The yang qi is too strong, so the whole body is hot and unconscious. Fortunately, it is not very serious now. I just removed the stagnant qi and blood for him. Next, take a good rest and drink Some medicinal materials for blood circulation will be fine, so don’t worry too much.” Liu De felt the movement of qi and blood in the meridians, so he gently stuffed Erwa’s hand back into the quilt, and said with a smile to the two.

When Aunt Qing heard his words, she seemed relieved at this moment, her feet trembled, half of her body went limp, and she could only stand still with Uncle Ji's support.

However, Uncle Ji, who was usually timid, had a different tenacity than usual at this time. He glanced at his sleeping son in relief, then helped Aunt Qing to the edge of the bed, and hurried towards the door.

"Old Ji, what are you doing?" Aunt Qing shouted in confusion.

"I'll get the wine for my husband right now, it's the best rice wine in my house!" Uncle Ji's voice came flutteringly, but his figure quickly ran out of the courtyard gate in the heavy snow, turning into a small black Dot, like a drop of flowing ink.

At the same time, there is also a figure walking in the snow, but unlike Uncle Ji, he is riding a red horse, and the speed of running makes people feel like he is in a white snow A flame was lit.

The faster the horse runs, the colder the person sitting on the horse will naturally be. Facing the oncoming cold wind, Qin Ke, who was wearing a cotton coat to keep out the cold, couldn't help but regret that he didn't wear more clothes outside. A windbreaker.

Although Qi and blood cultivators are physically strong and can resist the cold better than ordinary people, they also have a certain limit.Moreover, with his current cultivation base, it is impossible to continuously stimulate Qi and blood for nearly ten days, otherwise, even if he is now very close to the realm of the little master, he may be exhausted halfway.

He knew that white snowflakes must be hanging on his face now, and even his eyebrows had become shiny, as if he had transformed from a person into a mountain spirit in some kind of opera, but this journey has been so far, he I didn't bother to shake the snowflakes on my frozen cheeks and eyebrows.

"It's just ahead." Seeing the narrow valley mouth in the distance, Qin Ke took a deep breath, and then suddenly clamped his horse's belly, and the red fire horse under his crotch neighed again, and his feet almost turned into nothingness, leading him to disappear in the In a field of snow.

The reason why he came back in a hurry at this time was also because he had heard about the marching direction of Canghai's army, and knew that the boundary of Daoxiang Village would inevitably be occupied by Canghai, so he borrowed Gao Changgong's mount and rushed over with that unparalleled speed.

And when he saw clearly the safe and sound village amidst the white snow and the smoke from the kitchen, his exhausted spirit after a long journey was shaken immediately, and he let out a long breath, as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his heart. Stone.

Along the way, he has also heard about some looting activities of the Cang Navy. Although the Tang army led by Xiang Chu is much smaller than that of the Tang army led by Xiang Chu, it is normal for the two countries to fight and plunder the people. Are you sure that something will happen to his uncles and aunts in Daoxiang Village?

Fortunately, it seems that everything here is as calm as usual, maybe because there are no big families in the village, even if they come to rob, it is impossible to grab any good things, so Cang Haijun is not willing to enter such a place, right?

While thinking about this, Qin Ke went to the house of his closest uncle Ji on weekdays, but found that the door was only half open, so he simply pushed the door and walked in.

"Aunt Qing!" Qin Ke led the horse in the yard and yelled, and then the familiar figure hurried out of the house, with an unconcealable smile on his face, full of enthusiasm for Qin Ke's sudden return. looking surprised.

"Oh, I thought I heard it wrong, Ake, why did you come back all of a sudden!" Aunt Qing said in an exaggerated tone, and then went up and grabbed Ake's wrist, and kept asking for warmth.

"I'm worried about you, so come back and take a look." Qin Ke also responded with a smirk, and kept answering bit by bit in line with her words, and at the same time let those rough but warm hands wipe the snowflakes on his face.

Although it was less than a year since they met last time, the two of them felt as if they had been away for a long time. They were happy with each other. Aunt Qing naturally pulled Qin Ke to cook him some delicious food, while Qin Ke helped Aunt Qing, On the one hand, I also learned about Erwa's illness.

However, when he heard that the guest who cured Erwa was actually Liu De, Qin Ke's eyes widened. After all, this person was not just passing by for him. During the martial arts performance, Liu De was present twice, which can be regarded as a few face-to-face meetings.

Moreover, Cang Hai is an ally of Tang State, and also Jing Wu's enemy. In this way, this Cang Hai's military adviser Jijiu should actually be regarded as...his enemy?

Not right either.

Qin Ke thought for a while, and thought that he hadn't really become an eagle dog of any family. Although he did go to the battlefield and kill Tang people, he didn't necessarily have a natural opposition to Liu De.

Thinking of this, he became much calmer, and he didn't appear timid when he met Liu De again. On the contrary, Liu De was slightly surprised when he saw him, and then thought about it.

"You know each other?" Aunt Qing didn't realize what was contained in the two people's eyes at all, but felt that the two of them seemed to be not too unfamiliar with each other, so she asked suspiciously.

"I've seen it a few times." Qin Ke nodded and added, "However, I'm not particularly familiar with it."

Aunt Qing didn't care about the last half of the sentence, she just grinned and said, "That's a good relationship. It just so happens that I'm going to light a fire now and cook two dishes for you. When Uncle Ji comes back with wine, you can sit and drink together." Two cups."

"That's a rare and good wine." Aunt Qing also made a special point, and then walked towards the stove, because Erwa's condition has improved, and she is almost overflowing with joy in her heart now.

Chapter 6 and Seven: You Are Not the Only One

"I remember, your name is...Qin Ke, right?" Liu De, who stood opposite Qin Ke, looked at Qin Ke, seemed to be thinking for a while, and then smiled a little, "Jing Wu performed martial arts twice, You were there, I remember your sword skills are good."

"Uh...well, I'm overwhelmed." Qin Ke, who didn't expect Liu De to praise himself first, didn't know how to answer for a while. Two people sitting and talking.

"You high-ranking officials in Canghai... can drink such poor wine?" Qin Ke said casually.

He didn't know the identities of Cao Meng and the others, but he could hear the beating of the heart in the chest of one of them, every time it was like a huge mallet hammering a thick drum.

Even a small grandmaster probably wouldn't have such terrifying energy and blood.

Qin Ke's back stiffened suddenly, and he secretly guessed which one of the masters of Canghai Grandmaster this person was.

In the past few days, under the explanations of Gao Changgong and Gao Yishui, two "high" people, he has made up for things about Cang Hai, so he has some understanding of those "big" people in Cang Hai.

On the surface, only Liu De among the three carried a weapon, so Qin Ke couldn't guess the identity of the master master through the weapon, but the tall man in front of him had a pair of eyes that looked like a god, and his face was slightly flushed. , and guessed about Guan Changyu's identity.

However, it was Liu De in front of him that attracted his attention more. If he hadn't paid special attention to Liu De before, this time he took a closer look at him: just from the circulation of Qi and blood, Liu De's Qi and blood are indeed It's very powerful, more than a notch higher than Zeng Yu or Gongshucha, but if it's just this kind of blood, it's still far from the realm of a master.

But Gao Changgong said that he and Guan Changyu had a huge fight?Actually once invincible?

How did a little master do this?One must know that he has seen Wang Xuanwei, Xiang Chu, Gao Changgong and others do something with his own eyes, and the ground is almost cracked and landslides in every gesture. How can the little master resist such a terrible force?

However, at this moment, he found that Liu De was squinting his eyes and looking at him with meaningful eyes, as if he felt something that ordinary people can't feel: "Are you peeking?"

To a certain extent, Qin Ke has long been accustomed to the convenience of the wind vision technique. Over the years, this thaumaturgy allows him to hear many voices that ordinary people cannot hear, no matter it is someone on the street. The voices of a few people are still the blood circulation of the human body.

If you don't ask yourself to steal, but don't ask yourself to listen, isn't it just like a proud thief, hiding in the dark and observing everything-the word "peeking" is used very accurately.

But also because of this excessive precision, his words were like a sharp arrow, piercing through Qin Ke's chest, making him flustered.

"Ah... I didn't..." Qin Ke hastily denied it, while shaking his arms as if to prove or cover up something.

He didn't understand how Liu De was aware of the technique of wind vision, since he practiced the technique of Xunfeng, the only person who could perceive him was Mr. Zhong from Jicheng.

But Master Zhong is a master of spiritual cultivation, because of his profound cultivation and keen perception, he can detect the approach of invisible power, and there are always traces to follow.

But Liu De is just a master of energy and blood, so how did he notice his small movements?

Qin Ke cursed secretly in his heart, thinking that his invincible wind-seeing technique had been discovered twice in less than a month. Could it be possible that now anyone can detect his eavesdropping?

"Hehehe..." Liu De looked at Qin Ke's flustered appearance, and felt funny in his heart, and his laughter was particularly hearty.

It's just that Qin Ke always felt that something was wrong when he heard his laughter. What does this inexplicable laughter mean?Is it ridicule, sarcasm?But no matter how it sounds, he just laughed happily because he was in a good mood.

"Liu De, what's so interesting? Tell us about it too?" Liu De's laughter reached Cao Meng's ears. The man, who had no drink for the time being, stood up and walked to Liu De's side, curiously. He looked at Qin Ke for a while.

"Guo..." Liu Dezheng wanted to salute, but Cao Meng grabbed his palm fiercely. At the same time, he had a stiff smile on his face, and said in a sharp voice, "Speak as you say, don't do this."

Cao Meng's eyes soon became a little appreciative. Although he did not have Qin Ke's mysterious Xunfeng technique, as a practitioner who has experienced many battles, he can naturally see what Qin Ke in front of him is not. Ordinary people: "The breath is long, the footsteps are steady, and the cultivation level should be close to that of the little grandmaster, right? Which young hero is this? No introduction?"

"This... this is Qin Ke." Liu De was forced to stop saluting by Cao Meng, and he probably understood what he meant, so he had no choice but to cooperate with him and put aside the title of "king of the country" for the time being. Going to Jingwu is considered to have met him a few times."

"From Jingwu?" Cao Meng frowned slightly, a little surprised by the answer, but just when Qin Ke was about to explain that he was not from Jingwu, Cao Meng laughed again and climbed up with one hand. Liu De patted lightly on the shoulder, "It seems that there are quite a few young talents in Jingwu. In a few years, I'm afraid they will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Xiahou?"

Liu De pursed his lips and smiled, and did not object to Cao Meng's statement: "He is indeed a rare young talent, and he must have something to do in the future."

"Even you say that? It seems that this little guy is really talented. If you have the opportunity, you can help to act as a lobbyist. After all, we have to look out of the sea, and we can recruit talents from all over the world for our own use, so that we can achieve great things in the future. .”

In fact, this is Canghai's long-standing national policy, and it has already blossomed and borne fruit for many years.

For example, several important officials in the current dynasty, and even Cao Meng himself, were not people who grew up on the grassland.

Liu De was from Wu State back then, Guan Changyu and Dian Wei were both born in Tang State, and Zhang Yi was from Yanbei of the Great Wall, but they gathered together in the sea in this chaotic world, like pillars, supporting the blue sky of the entire sea.

After hearing this, Liu De shook his head, and said softly: "Don't just talk about it right away, he's still a child. Besides, even if you want to recruit, you shouldn't let people stand here and talk."

"You're right." Cao Mengru woke up from a dream, looked at the somewhat cramped Qin Ke, and laughed heartily, "Sit down first, there is nothing more important than drinking. Let's talk these words while drinking."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head very simply, and before returning to his seat, he even took a look at the capers that Aunt Qing was frying in the pot. Aunt Qing smiled a little embarrassedly, and kept explaining that there were no vegetables left in the winter, and these were pickled on weekdays.

Qin Ke looked at Cao Meng's back, and was a little dazed. Intuitively, he always felt that although this middle-aged man was easy-going, his status must be very noble, otherwise Liu De would not be so respectful. It seems so casual and natural to say it out of the mouth, it is definitely not an ordinary person.

Liu De also looked back at Cao Meng, seeing that he casually got close to ordinary people like Aunt Qing without showing any impatient expression, he felt relieved, then reached out and patted Qin Ke on the shoulder, and said with a light smile : "Let's go, it's a rare goodbye, why don't we have a drink together. As for me being able to detect the secret in you, it's just a coincidence. After all..."

He suddenly moved close to Qin Ke's ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You are not the only one in this world who knows the art of Xunfeng."

Chapter 6 and Eight

For a long time, Qin Ke believed that he was the only one in the world who had learned the art of Xunfeng.

Although sometimes, he also felt that this kind of conjecture sounded conceited-there are so many people in this world, even if they have a very special physique to learn the Xunfeng Art, since someone can create such a thaumaturgy and pass it down, this There will never be a shortage of talents who can learn from him in the world, right?

It's just that Qin Ke has met many people in the past two years, and he has never seen anyone who can really have those mysterious methods like him, or even someone who understands the Xunfeng technique or the innate wind technique. are very rare.

Moreover, the master also briefly mentioned that the classics of the Xunfeng technique had been burned by him, and now only Jishang Academy has a copy in the whole world, and because a few people died after their qi and blood reversed after practicing, so they died. He was locked in the organ city and never saw the light of day.

"You are not the only one who knows the Xunfeng technique in this world." But today, Liu De said such a sentence to him.

What a person says will never be groundless, and in Qin Ke's view, since Liu De, a warrior who cultivates qi and blood, can easily detect his "wind vision", there can only be one answer.

Liu De also knows the art of Xunfeng.

Qin Ke's eyes widened, but rationality still came up with such an answer in his mind.But why?It would be too mysterious to say that Liu De found the Xunfeng Art in the Trick City.

Gao Changgong said that there are countless old monsters of the Mo family dormant in the organ city, and many of them are masters of the master realm. Even he may not be able to break in.

Liu De is a small grandmaster, even if he can rival the realm of a grandmaster, he probably doesn't have the ability to break in alone, right?

When Qin Ke came back to his senses, Liu De had already stood up straight again. It seemed that because he saw Qin Ke's shocked look, he couldn't help but smiled softly, and said, "Don't be too surprised, although Xun Feng The art of thaumaturgy is indeed a thaumaturgy in the world, and few people can practice it, but there are always a few lucky ones in this world, and you and I are one of them. But in my opinion, the luckiest thing for us is probably when we met The person who knows the art of Xunfeng."

After a pause, he sighed slightly again: "But looking at you, it seems that that person has never told you about the past?"

"Who are you talking about?" Qin Ke asked subconsciously.

"You should have guessed it, why didn't you dare to say it?" Liu De smiled and said, "But I didn't expect that he not only taught me the art of Xunfeng, but also taught you such a student. I don't know if it is fate He will meet you and me, or he is naturally good at spotting talents, as long as there are people who can get in touch with him, there will always be something special."

"You mean...my master?" Qin Ke didn't realize that his voice was trembling slightly at the moment.

In fact, he should have thought of it earlier, since it is impossible for Liu De to get the classics of the Xunfeng Art from the organ city, and the master has burned the original books, who else in this world can teach Liu De the Xunfeng Art?

To some extent, the master's past was like a blank for him, and Qin Ke had never heard of Liu De from the master.

What kind of things did he talk about in the past?What happened to them in those years?

Qin Ke took a deep breath and took some time to sort out his chaotic mind before finally calming down a bit.It's just that the longing seemed to be gushing out of his heart, which made him involuntarily raise his head to look at Liu De, and whispered: "What was your relationship with Master before? Can you tell me about his past?"

"Yes." Liu De nodded and said, "Sit down first, it's not going to look good when you talk like this."

So the two slowly sat down in front of the table of the Eight Immortals. Qin Ke felt the texture of the table and knew that it was the furniture that the whole village pooled money to buy when Uncle Ji opened the inn. .

Now that the treasures of Daoxiang Village have been buried in the dust of time with the passage of time, there will be no more quacks wandering in the mountains, and the inn will naturally be changed into a stable. The household took it.

It can be regarded as allowing each household to earn some small money, and at the same time, it also has an extra large table.

Uncle Ji, who went out to get wine, came back soon, holding a wine jar bigger than his head in his hands, and he could see that there was new soil with a sweet fragrance on it, obviously it had just been dug out from the ground.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qin Ke at first sight. He was surprised at first, and then began to exchange pleasantries with joy, and stroked his head that was becoming more and more difficult to reach because of his height like a relative.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Uncle Ji cheerfully lifted the mud seal of the wine jar, and immediately a strong aroma of wine wafted from the room, Cao Meng and Guan Changyu, two wine lunatics, showed surprise.

"I prepared this wine and buried it 17 years ago. At that time, the second baby was just born. According to the old man's rules, it should be buried in such a jar in the ground. In the future, if the second baby becomes an official or marries a wife , dig it out again, and you will have face when serving wine. Although the year is not full yet, but the taste is good, not deceiving." Seeing the performance of several people present, Uncle Ji felt a little proud in his heart.

Holding the wine terminal, Cao Meng slowly poured himself half a bowl, and just as he put it to his mouth to take a sip, he immediately let out a satisfied sigh.

In fact, in the Tongque Terrace in Canghai, there are many wines better than this one. Comparing the two sides, this jar of wine is far inferior.

However, he was very satisfied to have such good wine when he was away on an expedition.

He is not a person who has not suffered.

I think back then when he went north alone to be the adoptive son of that fat old man like a pig, before he left, he distributed all his belongings to his subordinates, not even leaving a jar of good wine, and the house was completely empty. Almost like a beggar.

But it was also because of this kind of selfless deeds and his military exploits in fighting everywhere that he took advantage of the old man's defense step by step in Beijun and became the most important person for the old man.

However, a few months later, he broke into that room with a sword in hand. Outside the room were soldiers who swore allegiance to him, and inside the room was an old man with disheveled clothes and a messy bun, who was making out with his concubine.

He grabbed the old man's neckline and stabbed his sword into his chest.

That fat face, those eyes with unbelievable expressions, seemed to be asking him why——Obviously he really raised Cao Meng as half his son, and he deserved to be given good clothes, good food, prosperity and wealth. Is it not enough that everything has already been given?