[Comprehensive Martial Arts] A good friend Tiancheng

Wu Hua and Yang Guo cooperated silently like this, but they lived in peace.

During this process, Yang Guo also quietly burned paper money for Grandma Sun, without saying a word, a little sad, and did not say anything to ridicule him after Wu Hua finished reciting the scriptures.

Seeing him like this, Wu Hua didn't say anything more, just quietly waited aside, waiting for Yang Guo to come out of his sorrow.

During the waiting period, Wuhua was not idle, he thought: It seems that the previous tricks will not work here, no, I have to think of another way.

He casually looked around at the scenery around the ancient tomb, when he glanced over Yang Guo, his gaze paused, a flash of inspiration flashed, and a plan appeared in his mind.

He thought, since he couldn't contact Xiao Longnu directly, he would come in a roundabout way.I heard that there are only Xiaolongnv and Yang Guo left in the Ancient Tomb Sect, and this Yang Guo is still young, although he looks slippery, he is still a child after all, so it is relatively easy to get started.

Moreover, judging from his figure and aura, it seems that Yang Guo has not formally practiced martial arts at this time. The ancient tomb sects are all women. Thinking about it, the kung fu must be more suitable for women. Change it.

Thinking of this, he shook his head imperceptibly, and will make a good plan later when he goes back. Now, the most important thing is to let Yang Guo put down his guard against him first.

Wu Hua thought about this, so she stopped thinking about it and just waited quietly for Yang Guo.

After about half an hour, Yang Guo stood up, Yang Guo was still a little unsteady when he stood up, probably his legs were numb from kneeling for a long time.

Wu Hua quickly stepped forward, supported Yang Guo, and asked with concern on her face, "Little benefactor, are you alright?"

Yang Guo immediately pushed away Wu Hua's hand, and said in a vicious voice, "I'm fine, go away!"

Wu Hua shook her head with a helpless smile and said: "Little benefactor, the poor monk just saw that you were a little unsteady, so he just helped you. The poor monk has no malicious intentions! Also, the poor monk really just spent the night at Quanzhen Sect yesterday. That's all!"

Yang Guo snorted coldly: "Hmph, I can talk, but who knows what's going on under this skin? Heh~"

After finishing speaking, he curled his lips, waited for a while, and started to go back to the ancient tomb.

Seeing this, Wu Hua also knew that some things should not be rushed, and had to be done slowly.

But right now, the most important thing is to stop Yang Guo first.

So, he reached out his hand to stop Yang Guo who was about to leave, and said: "Little benefactor, this poor monk just happened to meet you and the Quanzhen sect had a conflict yesterday, and the poor monk saw that you were injured a little bit, and the poor monk happened to have a little knowledge of medicine." , let the poor monk take a look for you!"

Saying that, Wu Hua put her hand on Yang Guo's wrist, Yang Guo wanted to pull out his hand, but Wu Hua used some internal strength, making Yang Guo unable to pull it out.

Yang Guo was a little annoyed: "You bald donkey, what are you doing, let me go!"

Wuhua ignored Yang Guo's pulse, and felt Yang Guo's pulse for about a quarter of an hour before he let Yang Guo go, saying: "It's not a serious problem, but some qi and blood are different, and there is a little blockage of the meridians. Take two doses of medicine. alright!"

Yang Guo angrily withdrew his hand from Wu Hua's, gave him a hard look, turned around and walked quickly back to the ancient tomb.

When he was about to go in, Wuhua raised her voice and shouted to him: "Little benefactor, I will bring the medicine tomorrow!"

Yang Guo didn't say anything, he went straight back to the ancient tomb, and closed the stone gate.

Wu Hua waited until Yang Guo was completely out of sight, then his expression turned serious. He quietly looked at the stone gate of the Ancient Tomb Sect for a while, then turned and walked back to the direction of Quanzhen Sect.

Walking without lace, he thought, from the information he got from the little Taoist priest yesterday, and what he observed in the Ancient Tomb Sect today, we can know that the old woman who was beaten to death yesterday in the Ancient Tomb Sect should be regarded as a servant, taking care of the little dragon girl Moreover, the little dragon girl looks a bit uncommon, and Yang Guo is not very old, so maybe he can start from another aspect.

Thinking of this, Wu Hua couldn't help showing a little smile on his face, he felt that everything was at his fingertips.

However, he had to go back and get ready. He had a diagnosis and treatment for that kid today, and he had to buy some medicine. He didn't know if Quanzhen Sect was far from the nearby town.

Wuhua did what she said, and after returning to the Quanzhen Sect, she asked someone to borrow a pen and paper, wrote the prescription, and after packing it properly, she asked a small Taoist priest to ask for directions.

After Lu said hello, Wuhua thought of another question. He is penniless now, and there is no one around who he is acquainted with.Wuhua was a little distressed, this is not Daming, nor is he the apprentice of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, without these blessings, he realized that he is really nothing here.

Wuhua never thought of this before, his inherent sense of superiority and pride were completely blown away, he never thought that he would have this day, and he was so embarrassed.

Wu Hua had no choice but to grab the little Taoist priest who passed by his door again, and the little Taoist priest turned around, heh, old acquaintance, this is, if it wasn't Yan Zhiwen, who else could the little Taoist priest be?

The little Taoist priest Yan Zhiwen was suddenly pulled back by someone, and he was a little frightened. He turned his head in horror and saw that it was Wuhua. He breathed a sigh of relief and half complained, "Master Wuhua, what are you doing? , it’s really scary.”

Wu Hua had no choice but to beg for forgiveness repeatedly: "It's the poor monk who was reckless, I'm really sorry, Daoist Yan!"

Yan Zhiwen waved his hand, pretending to be mature and said: "Forget it, it's fortunate that it's me today, if you want to put someone with a bad temper, I'm afraid there will be a mess, next time you can't be so reckless!"

Wuhua: "The poor monk has been educated! By the way, Master Xiaodao, do you know that there are more medicinal materials in the area of ​​Zhongnan Mountain?"

Yan Zhiwen replied without thinking: "Go out from the temple, the mountain to the east, there is a big forest, and if you go deeper, there will be more medicinal materials."

After he finished speaking, he thought again and felt a little strange, no, why does this man need medicinal materials, and asked Wu Hua again: "Hey, Master Wu Hua, what are you looking for medicinal materials for?"

Wuhua smiled slightly and explained: "It's nothing. It's just that when I was looking for a way out in the mountains a few days ago, I accidentally got hurt. Because it was only a small injury, I didn't care about it at all. But who knows, I feel a little angry today. It's not going well, I just wanted to find some medicinal materials, so I boiled it myself and drank it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhiwen hurriedly said: "Say it sooner, Master Wuhua, injury is not a trivial matter, especially for us martial arts practitioners, even a small internal injury is not important. Also, we observe There is a pharmacy in China, I don’t know what medicinal materials you want, there are medicines for general internal injuries and some traumatic injuries, you can go to our pharmacy to get medicines!"

Wuhua shook her head solemnly, and said to Yan Zhiwen: "It's still not possible. The poor monk is fortunate to be taken in by your teaching, and your teaching is willing to help the poor monk find a master for the poor monk. It's enough to trouble your teaching. Going to bother your sect with such a small injury, the poor monk is really ashamed!"

Yan Zhiwen saw that Wuhua rejected him thoroughly, so he didn't try to persuade him again, but said: "Okay then, Master Wuhua, I'll go find tools for you. You wait in the room for a while, and I'll be right back."

Wuhua smiled again, and said in a voice full of gratitude: "That's really thanks to the Taoist leader. I have been helping the poor monk since yesterday. I am really grateful!"

Yan Zhiwen waved his hand: "It's nothing, Master Wuhua, you are serious. If there is nothing else, I will go get the tools."

Wuhua nodded in response, Yan Zhiwen turned around and left after getting the answer, Wuhua watched Yan Zhiwen leave, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and when Yan Zhiwen was no longer seen, Wuhua A sarcastic smile curled his lips.

After about two quarters of an hour, Yan Zhiwen left and returned. He handed the back basket and the small medicine pick to Wuhua, and said, "Master Wuhua, I think you may not be back in time for dinner, so I'll take it again." I went to the kitchen and brought you a few steamed buns, put them in the basket, and kept them for dry food."

Wuhua took the things in Yan Zhiwen's hands and nodded to him: "Thank you for being the leader of Xiaodao, it's no wonder that you are so considerate for the poor monk! The poor monk set off to collect medicine first." Wuhua saw that Yan Zhiwen Wanting to send each other off, he hurriedly stopped him, "You don't need to send each other off, the Taoist chief, let's just say goodbye for now!"

Seeing this, Yan Zhiwen had no choice but to swallow back the words that just came to his mouth, and then smacked his lips in disappointment and said, "Okay then! By the way, there are wild beasts on the mountain. Master Wuhua needs to come back as soon as possible. Be careful on the road."

Wuhua picked up the basket on her back, took the medicine hoe in her hand, nodded to Yan Zhiwen, and set off to collect medicine.