Comprehensive martial arts pen to punish the world

Wanhua Valley, Qixiufang, and Changgemen are known as the three most elegant places in the world, and it is not without reason.

Changgemen brings together scholars and writers from all over the world, and Gongsun Jianwu in Qixiufang is famous all over the world, while Wanhua Valley gathers capable people from all over the world. If the first two have a certain bias, then Wanhua Valley can be said to be Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flower tea, poured all the ultimate elegance in the world.In addition, Wanhua Valley is located in the Qingyan Valley, which is isolated from the world and has the appearance of a paradise. It is undoubtedly a refreshing thing to meet a friend in this beautiful and beautiful place-no wonder there are so many strange people in the world. Into thousands of flowers do not want to go out.

Mu Shufusu's shell can be regarded as a half-elegant person, but unfortunately because of his frail body, he has only heard the name of Wanhua Valley but never seen the reality.In the boundary of Hangzhou, Mu Shu has already seen the picturesque beauty of the Jiangnan water town, and has a vague understanding of the style of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.After meeting Pei Yuan, she also wondered what kind of land of bells and whistles could cultivate such a freehand and elegant doctor. If it can be described in words, it will definitely make people feel refreshed.

But now, after looking at the beautiful scenery of the Valley of Thousand Flowers, I know what words are so poor, how can words convey the magnificence and elegance that words can convey?

"...It's so beautiful." The house that Pei Yuan arranged for Mu Shu was a bamboo house on the seaside of flowers, exquisite and elegant, and Mu Shu liked it very much.Tang Wule, as a frequent visitor, has a special house in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, but the distance is so far away that Tang Wule rushed over after packing up his luggage, and Mu Shu had already leisurely stood under the bamboo eaves to enjoy the flowers and the scenery.

"Let me tell you, you're a world-renowned author after all. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, is it just such an ordinary three words?" Tang Wule jumped directly from the first floor to the second floor, like a bird. Stepping on the fence, with a flip of the hand, there is a delicate flower, brushing Mu Shu's chin frivolously with the flower branch, "I want to compose a poem anyway?"

"No way, if you don't have the talent to compose poetry, you won't be able to do anything." My sweetheart came here with flowers, no matter how calm and self-reliant the woman is, I'm afraid her ears will be red.But Mu Shu smiled softly, her brows and eyes were silent and warm, she grasped Tang Wule's hand holding the flower, brought it to her lips, and kissed her fingertips like a dragonfly, and said, "Anyway. Looking at mountains and rivers is not as beautiful as yours, young master is the best, isn't it?"

Mu Shu's rare heartfelt love talk stunned Tang Wule. Perhaps he has been unrestrained for most of his life, and no one would dare to tease him like this.Realizing that he was once again at a disadvantage, Tang Wule secretly gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand with a black face and grabbed her, and was about to bite her lips.

Mu Shu was also stunned, never would have thought that Tang Wule would turn out to be a rogue at a word of disagreement, so she hurriedly raised her hand to cover Tang Wule's handsome face, pushing and saying, "Master, what did I say wrong again? If you have something to say, don't touch it." Yes! Be good, be good! Be good, or I'll bake a potato for you?"

However, in the end, he was bitten on the cheek, Mu Shu squatted on the edge of the kang, inserted four or five strings of potatoes on the side, turned around and saw Tang Wule lying on the bamboo bed, couldn't help laughing: " This house always reminds me of the hut on Quting Mountain at that time, the furnishings are much more exquisite and elegant, but the layout is somewhat similar."

Tang Wule was slightly taken aback. Along with her words, she seemed to recall the short time on Quting Mountain.

At that time, he was disheartened, capricious and self-detaining her by his side, nostalgic for her tenderness, greedy for her warmth.It should have been a very difficult and lonely memory, but because of the helpless persuasion by one more person, the smile of one more person, the impatience became more, and the depression was less. Looking back on the past, it was like the bonfire in the cold night, Comfortable and warm.

He is not the kind of man in the story who values ​​love and righteousness, who is grateful for saving his life, and even loses his heart for it. For him, kindness and benefit are equal, but it depends on It's all about the quantity.Maybe it's money, maybe it's contacts, there will always be one or two things in the world that can touch the hearts of ordinary people.

After repaying the favor, there is no need to have any entanglements. If the entanglement continues, it will be annoying.

He originally thought this way, and planned to do so, but he didn't expect that the person who didn't want to let go in the end became him instead.

——If you can’t let go, don’t let go even if you die.

Tang Wule closed his eyes and did not speak for a long time.

When the medical sage was free, Mu Shu made a special trip to pay a visit, brought gifts specially prepared by his brothers, and sat on a chair obediently listening to Sun Simiao reminiscing about the past.

"I didn't expect you to be so old. That's right, Jingyi's child is already married." Sun Simiao is old, and he had a pulse diagnosis for Ye Jingyi more than 20 years ago. Bringing back the news that another child of Tibetan Sword has no medical treatment, "Is your body still in good health after all these years?"

"Everything is fine, I can run and jump, but I am afraid that my family will worry." Mu Shuqing smiled, her brows and eyes were full of warmth, not at all hazy and pretentious, "My brother said that I have leisure and elegance, and even go to I’ve been there once in the Ming Dynasty, and I went overseas to see Peach Blossom Island, and it’s better than the ordinary girl’s house without crossing the gate or stepping through the gate.”

Sun Simiao is already at this age, and he can easily tell whether other people's words are true or false.Seeing the girl's eyes are as clear as water, and the corners of her lips are smiling, she thinks that the disciple is strict by nature, accustomed to making the situation more serious, Sheng Changfeng took care of it carefully, and the hidden sword villa is rich and invincible, the situation can be as bad as it gets. Where are you going?

"Come on, kid, let me take a look for you." Sun Simiao smiled kindly and kindly, with the unique gentleness of a doctor formed over the years, which gradually calmed down the impetuous heart.Knowing that the medical sage wanted to diagnose his pulse, Mu Shu obediently changed his position, resting his wrist on the small cloth bag on the table.

Sun Simiao was just taking the pulse according to the habit, but he didn't want to press the inside of his wrist, and when he checked, he was attracted by the strange pulse.Sun Simiao's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm, showing no emotion that disturbed the patient.He suspects that he is getting old, and that his technique of diagnosing the pulse is rusty. The girl's complexion is full of energy and blood, which is clearly full of vitality, but her pulse is three points slower than ordinary people, and there should be arrhythmia. Weak follow-up, lack of effort is the right symptom.

Roughly checking the pulse can only give an approximate diagnosis, looking, smelling and asking are all indispensable, but the symptoms of the girl in front of me are obviously a bit unexpected.A look of worry flashed across Sun Simiao's heart, he checked the pulse again, and even tentatively injected a little internal force, but no matter how he checked, it was still the pulse condition that Pei Yuan said "there is no cure for medicine and stone".

——It was like flashing back to the light, and this terrible idea suddenly flashed in Sun Simiao's mind.

"What is making up for her incomplete heart?" Sun Simiao called Pei Yuan until Mu Shu left, and whispered, "Is it medicine? Is it internal force? Or...?"

"Left is just a way to continue life by drinking poison to quench thirst." Pei Yuan put the hot tea on the coffee table, and his slightly drooping eyes contained a sense of alienation and indifference, "If you can't keep it, you can't keep it. If you continue to live in this way, you may end up dragging the two of you down together, so what's the use of it other than making her happier before she dies?"

"Alas..." Sun Simiao sighed with pity or regret, and his expression was slightly pitiful, "If it wasn't for the body of the Nine Yin Absolute Meridians... you and I could still save her life."

Pei Yuan paused slightly, turned his head to look at the warm sun outside the window, and felt speechless—the doctor was merciful, but the doctor was cold, but it was because he had seen too much life and death.

"Everything is impermanent."

——Yes, things are impermanent.

"Did the medical sage check the pulse for you?" Tang Wule put the purple sand pottery pot on the small stove, and the mist rising from the teacup engulfed his eyes, staining those too sharp and deep eyes. A little gentle, "If there is no big problem, you don't have to trouble the old man all the time in the future, right?"

"It should be all right. The medical sage's medical skills are at the pinnacle. The old man even prescribed the medicine, and he just needs to take good care of him. How can we bother him again?" Mu Shu was in a good mood. Laughing, "Perhaps Ten Thousand Flowers Valley gathers all the spiritual beauty of the world. After staying here for a while, I actually feel much more relaxed."

After Tang Wule listened, the corners of his lips curled up, and a curve that seemed to be a smile but not a smile appeared on his lips, but Mu Shu didn't see it.

He lightly touched the hot enamel teacup, and said leisurely: "Yes, there is no need to trouble the old man anymore."

Not long after Mu Shu and Tang Wule settled down in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Ye Meng was driven to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley with several Tibetan sword disciples.Facing the little Overlord of the Tang Sect who kidnapped his sister and ran away without saying a word, Ye Meng greeted him by taking out his Blue Flame Jade King Sword and smashing a Crane Guishan at his head.

Even if they are already a fiancee, there is absolutely no reason to abduct them at will!

Ye Meng was famous for his generosity and benevolence in the Tibetan Sword Villa, but he was furious twice, one was when Ye Wei lost his wife and returned home with snow hair, and the other was when Mu Shu Dantian Neifu was abolished.Mu Shu has always felt that his fourth brother probably has a dual personality, one side is simple and honest, and the other side is full of arrogance, and the latter probably only explodes when he is stepped on the bottom line or when he is drunk.

Tang Wule's nonsense this time obviously angered Ye Meng. After the two fought, Ye Meng grabbed Tang Wule's skirt and said angrily: "Little sister is weak and can't stand running around. It's because you insisted on doing this that she followed suit." You set foot on the mountain road in Bashu! It’s nothing more than visiting the elders. We will pass through the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers when we turn back. We don’t lack that little time! You’re good, you can do it! You have to be in a hurry! What do you mean by bringing the little girl here?! You even used Tang Sect's mechanism?! You know she can't stand this!"

"Boy Tang! Our Ye family promised you the jewel in our palm, not for you to bully and spoil! Do you believe it or not? Even if I ruin my own face, I will ruin your marriage?!"

Tang Wule hadn't spoken since Ye Meng opened his mouth, his expressionless face showed a cold indifference, until Ye Meng blurted out the last sentence, his dark eyes slightly rippled.The five fingers with fingertips tightened suddenly, and he clenched his fist so hard that the veins on his arms burst out, but in the end, he let go of his hand slowly.

"I'm really sorry for not thinking carefully."

Volume [-] Candle Dragon Fire, Burning Wilderness