Cangzhou monster story

Boss Meng's consciousness was fuzzy, and he couldn't bear it any longer and fell asleep slowly. At the last second of losing consciousness, he recalled the appearance of Master before he died, and he curled his mouth and smiled with relief, "That's it, that's all. "

That's what it meant.

Did he know who killed him from the very beginning, so before he died, he forced them to swear to attract their souls and not track down the murderer?

And the moment they nodded, Master forgave Meng Wuying.

That's it.

It turned out to be the case.

The Floating Dream Tavern has completely closed its doors.

The willow tree at the door also hung down its bare willow branches, without a trace of life.

Everyone was discussing and guessing what happened to Boss Meng.

Sharp-eyed people find that the clinics are closing their doors more and more, and some have a tendency to close completely.

Miracle doctor Zhang sat on the side of the bed, pierced with silver needles one by one, his hands trembling slightly.

Boss Meng was drowsy, and smiled at him vaguely, "Don't be afraid."

Doctor Zhang remained silent, but his eye circles were red.

Xiao Jing was gurgling the medicine, and the room was filled with a bitter fragrance of herbs.

Doctor Zhang gave Boss Meng an injection, and Boss Meng fell into a coma.

Doctor Zhang sat beside him without saying a word, watching quietly.

After Xiaojing boiled the medicine, he poured it into a bowl and brought it over, whispering to him, "My lord, you don't need to boil this medicine, it's useless already."

Doctor Zhang had a sore nose, and took it from his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, continue to suffer. As long as you drink the medicine, he will be fine."

Xiaojing sighed helplessly, and turned to pour out the medicine residue.

When Xiaojing came back, Dr. Zhang was pulling needles from Boss Meng's body one by one, with a solemn expression and frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

He rarely looked like this, so Xiaojing couldn't help but panic, and leaned over nervously, calling him softly, "Master?"

Doctor Zhang acted as if he didn't hear, and moved slowly and cautiously.

Until all the needles were put away by him, and the brocade needle was rolled up, he looked up at Xiaojing, and said solemnly, "I want to take him back to Medicine King Valley."

Xiaojing was shocked, and immediately shook his head, "No."

Zhang Miracle Doctor had already thought about it, he ignored his words at all, bowed his head, and retracted the exposed hand from the bottom of the quilt for Boss Meng, "There can be no further delay."

Xiao Jing hurriedly pressed his hand, "My lord, you know the rules in Guli."

He knows the rules of Medicine King Valley better than anyone else.

Master promised him that he could be cured once in his life, but it was only once.

Most of the disciples will keep this opportunity for themselves. The road to practicing medicine will inevitably lead to injuries. When their lives are in danger, they will go back to the valley and ask the master for help.

This opportunity is extremely precious.

So Xiaojing shook his head resolutely, "My lord, don't be so reckless, and think of another way."

Dr. Zhang shook his head, "There is no other way. If we continue to delay, I am afraid that Master will not be able to save him."

Xiaojing looked at Boss Meng on the couch. His complexion was bleak, his pale complexion was almost transparent, as if he would disappear in a second.

But he is more worried about his son, what will he do if there is any danger in the future.

Seeing his hesitation, Doctor Zhang said resolutely, "Go and pack your things, and head back to the valley early in the morning."

The next morning, the sky cleared and it was a good day for going out.

Doctor Zhang carefully helped Boss Meng out of the room.

Boss Meng was tightly wrapped in a thick cloak, preventing any cold wind from entering.His pale and thin face was hidden under the thick fox fur, revealing only a pair of half-closed eyes.

Standing in the yard was Meng Wuying, who looked back when he heard the movement.

When Boss Meng caught his gaze, he was suddenly moved, and looked at him fixedly.

Meng Wuying also looked back at him, twitching the corners of her lips, "Who are you?"

Boss Meng's inquiring gaze turned to Doctor Zhang with difficulty, "He..."

"He forgot."

Meng Wuying woke up one month after the pulse transmission, and the wounds on her body healed at an astonishing speed.

But Doctor Zhang discovered that he had lost his memory and forgot everything, even who he was.

Boss Meng revealed a relieved look in his eyes, and said slowly as if he was relieved: "Forget it, that's fine."

Meng Wuying frowned suspiciously, and wanted to ask something, but Boss Meng said to Doctor Zhang in a low voice, "Let's go."

Doctor Zhang helped him step out of the courtyard gate.

From Cangzhou to Yaowang Valley, the road was blocked by heavy snow all the way.Doctor Zhang drove in front of the car in spite of the cold.

Boss Meng fell into a coma on the way, and there was no sign of waking up despite the bumps in the carriage.

Doctor Zhang checked his pulse all the way, feeling more and more anxious, wishing he could reach the gate of Yaowang Valley in a short while.

In the heavy snow, I finally saw the gate of Yaowang Valley.

Doctor Zhang jumped out of the car, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the door.

The disciple on duty guarding the gate saw him from a distance, and called out in surprise, "Elder brother!"

Doctor Zhang ignored him, walked straight to the door, fell to his knees in the thick snow with a plop, "I beg Master to save me."

The gatekeeper disciple raised his eyes and saw a carriage parked behind him, the windows were closed tightly, there should be sick people inside.

"Eldest brother, you have to think it over." The little disciple couldn't help reminding.

Doctor Zhang nodded firmly.

The little disciple sighed, "Wait a minute, I'll pass it on." After speaking, he flew into the valley as if flying.

After a while, the master came stepping on a piece of broken jade.

Before Miracle Doctor Zhang looked at him carefully, he immediately kowtowed to the ground, "I beg Master to save him!"

Master stood there fixedly, glanced at Miracle Doctor Zhang who was lying on the ground, and then at the carriage behind him.

"Read it, think about it."

Doctor Zhang nodded immediately, "I've made up my mind."

"I only give you one chance as a teacher. If you are in danger in the future, no matter what the situation is, I will not take action. Are you willing?" The master was slightly moved and couldn't help reminding him.

Doctor Zhang nodded firmly, without any wavering, "I am willing!"

The master sighed slowly, "Okay, let's carry it in."

That year, Cangzhou had the biggest snowfall in history, and the city was sealed off by heavy snow, and the whole Cangzhou seemed to be an isolated city.

And the busiest tavern in the city was also closed, and the medical hall next to it was empty.

The drinkers in the city couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing, gathering together, reminiscing about the taste of floating dreams.

One year later, in the spring, the willow tree at the intersection of the city that hadn't sprouted for a year, and everyone said it was a sacred tree, miraculously gave birth to green leaves again.

Everyone was amazed and rushed to watch.

Walking to the intersection, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the Floating Dream Tavern, which had been closed for a year, had reopened, and even the medical center next to the tavern had opened its doors.

In the backyard of the tavern, Boss Meng was leaning on the window on the second floor to direct the people in the yard to move the wine, pointing to the busy people in the yard dissatisfied and complaining, "A Lin, why are you getting more and more stupid? Is it true that the owner of the tavern is a wife?" After a long time, won't you be a waiter?"

The man who carried the wine put down the wine jar in his arms, and looked up and glared at him. It was Ji Lin, the owner of the Chess Villa. His eyes were full of anger, and he cursed at someone Meng who was gesticulating upstairs: "Hurry up and give me the money!" Get down and move it yourself!"

Boss Meng immediately hissed at him twice, "Keep your voice down, wake up Nianzhi, be careful I'll hit you." As he said that, he turned his head and glanced at Dr. Zhang who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

"You are just an ordinary person now, you can't see monsters, and you don't have a soul vein, how can you hit me?" Ji Lin was not afraid at all.

Boss Meng smiled slightly, and took out the Snow Song Sword in his hand, "Without the soul power, this martial art will not be able to beat you."

Seeing him take out the sword, Ji Lin faltered, "Boss..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng's expression suddenly changed, the murderous look on his brows was wiped away, and he changed into an aggrieved look, and he turned around and said, "Nian Zhi, Ah Lin laughed at me as an ordinary person."

Ji Lin's back felt cold, and he felt a dull pain in the acupoints on his body. When he took a closer look, he saw Doctor Zhang rubbing his sleepy eyes, appearing behind Boss Meng, and nodded vaguely, "Don't be afraid, I will prick him for you."

Meng's peach-blossom eyes were full of tenderness, and he held the hand of Miracle Doctor Zhang affectionately, blinked, "Near it, you are so kind."

Finish.