The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 58
what is love?
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

Once upon a time, he thought he knew love very well.

But the more he knows, the less he realizes. Love is like a gambling game. The more you bet, the worse you lose. Like wind, rain, and sand, you can't catch it.

"I don't understand love."

Zhang Heng took out the iron-tipped demon sword from the bamboo box: "But I believe that the so-called love is stronger than gold and will not be stronger than my sword. The demon slaying spell, the blade is stainless for a hundred years, what love can last longer than it?"

From the beginning of love, private life.

Looking at Sansheng in front of Sansheng Stone, and sighing in front of Naihe Bridge.

Going all the way, who can see a hundred years, the original intention remains unchanged.

Ding! !

Zhang Heng inserted the sword on the floor, the blade swayed and buzzed.

"Actually, what love is, it depends on yourself."

"What makes people feel sweet is love, what makes people feel bitter is love, what makes people love-hate is love, what makes people dream is love, of course, no one says love is necessary, in my opinion, love It is also a choice, to choose to love, to choose not to love, both options are not impossible.

"Guest officer, your duck is here."

After speaking, Xiao Er brought the duck up.

While helping to set the plate, Zhang Heng said to Yue Qiluo without raising his head: "Master, love is not a practice of magic. If you pay, you must be rewarded. If you ask, I'm afraid it won't come."

"I don't believe that, with my appearance, I will definitely find my love."

Yue Qiluo's eyes became colder.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Heng sighed, poured wine for Yue Qiluo, and then picked up his own glass: "Master, you have also got the golden knife and scissors. As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world, and the disciple is going to go to Changbai Mountain to eat. After this meal, let's go our separate ways."

"Going separate ways?"

Hearing this, Yue Qiluo looked at him playfully: "Don't you think, do you know too much?"

quiet.
Zhang Heng looked serious, while Yue Qiluo looked at him playfully.

After two breaths, Zhang Heng pointed to his pocket, picked up the jade halal charm hidden in it, and threw it to Yue Qiluo without saying a word.

Swish!
Yue Qiluo sat still, and threw the tea in her hand forward.

boom! !

The tea water exploded in an instant, turned into an ice pick, and instantly shot the paper talisman off.

"Paper ghost, go!"

Zhang Heng did not hold back, and directly dispatched his strongest combat power.

"Paper-cutting?"

Yue Qiluo's eyes glowed red: "You use my magic to deal with me, what a joke!"

Without seeing what she was doing, the paper ghost that flew out screamed and flew back upside down, grabbed by Zhang Heng, who was fast-eyed, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Teacher, you are not good again."

The corners of Yue Qiluo's mouth were raised, and she gently waved her palm: "It's time to fight."

boom! !

Zhang Heng pulled his legs and left.

Before it was completed, I only felt that my chest was severely hammered and flew out.

This flight, first hit the table behind him, smashed the table, and then hit the wine jar behind him.

The wine jar was spilled on the ground, Zhang Heng was full of alcohol, struggling to stand up.

puff.
Before he got up, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

I took off my Taoist robe and looked into my eyes. The left side of my chest was sunken a little, and I only felt a sharp pain.

"Your left sternum rib is broken, pressing against your heart."

"Hold on, before the internal bleeding, find a boss to break it back for you, maybe there is still some help."

Yue Qiluo shook her hands and stood up: "If you don't eat it, the scoundrel is not good at all and has no appetite."

After saying that, go to the door.

When she was about to go out, Yue Qiluo paused for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Heng who was struggling to stand up, tilted her head and asked, "Cheap apprentice, you will survive, right?"

cough.
Zhang Heng's inhalation was a little sharper, irritating his chest cavity, and he immediately coughed up blood.

Seeing that he vomited blood again, Yue Qiluo shook her head regretfully, and as she walked out, she whispered, "You can die if you die, life and death are your destiny, who can enjoy longevity like me? !"

After speaking, he left, how could he have any idea of ​​healing Zhang Heng.

"Master, what's wrong with you, we are a small business, don't scare me!"

Because of the rain, there was no one to eat in the restaurant.

The shop assistant went out for a trip, and when he came back, he saw Zhang Hengzheng coughing blood against the wall, and there were smashed tables, chairs and wine jars beside him.

"Help me to the room and invite a gentleman for me."

Zhang Hengqiang endured the pain, took off the purse and threw it on the ground.

The shop assistant picked up the purse, opened it, and found at least a dozen dollars in it.

"Master, let's slow down."

The second shop assistant helped Zhang Heng and took him to the guest room in the backyard: "Wait a moment, I'll go find Lang Zhong for you."

Watching the shop assistant go away, until he could no longer hear footsteps, Zhang Heng directly opened the portal and staggered back to the real world.

Just kidding, the rib in his chest was broken, and it was pressing on the heart at the moment.

For such an injury, he can't be trusted in the Republic of China's Langzhong. Asking the Langzhong is just an excuse to leave the shop's second, and if he wants to cure it, he will return to the modern era.

Fortunately, he is a man who is prepared for a rainy day.

I have long thought that I might have an accident one day, so in reality, I moved my family to Yangcheng a long time ago, and when I bought a house, I deliberately bought it next to Yangcheng No. [-] Private Hospital.

"Hello, Dean Wang?"

"I'm Zhang Heng. Some time ago, I donated 1000 million to your hospital."

"Yes, it's me. I'm seriously injured now. The left rib in the chest cavity is broken, and it is suspected that it has compressed the heart."

"I live in the community next to your hospital. The house number is 3, Unit 1, Building 501. Please send an ambulance immediately and prepare for the operation. As long as I can survive, I will donate another 2000 million."

Cough
After saying a sentence, Zhang Heng coughed up blood on the phone.

"Mr. Zhang, I'll send someone over right away, and I'll definitely be there within five minutes."

"Mr. Zhang? Mr. Zhang??"

In the dream, I do not know that I am a guest.

When Zhang Heng woke up again, he was already in the VIP ward.

Looking at the LCD TV hanging on the wall and the little nurse in charge of escort, Zhang Heng lay on the bed with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Old witch, I didn't expect it, I survived.

Zhang Heng has reason to be happy, because as long as people live, hope will not be cut off.

This account does not end.

"Mr. Zhang, you are awake!"

Seeing Zhang Heng wake up, the little nurse hurried forward to check.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

Zhang Heng asked.

"It's been three days, don't worry, the surgery was a success, and the most advanced minimally invasive correction technology was used, so there won't be any scars left."

After the little nurse finished speaking, she asked uncertainly, "Mr. Zhang, how did you get injured? If it wasn't an accident, do you need our help to call the police?"

"unnecessary."

Zhang Heng vetoed and defended: "I like to play roller skating in the living room, but I didn't expect the speed to be a bit faster, and I accidentally bumped into the corner of the table. I was really careless."

The little nurse looked in disbelief.

What kind of roller skating can hit yourself like this at home, and some people believe it is a car accident.

"What about my clothes and things on me?"

Zhang Heng didn't care what a little nurse thought.

The little nurse replied, "I've cleaned it for you, right next to your pillow."

Zhang Heng turned around and saw his Taoist uniform and Maoshan jade pendant.

"Mr. Zhang, are you a Taoist priest?"

The little nurse asked a question that had been in her mind for a long time.

"That's it."

Zhang Heng brought the jade pendant and put it on his neck.

After wearing it, I finally felt a little more at ease, and touched my clothes pocket again.

Touch, touch the space.

Zhang Heng's tone instantly sank: "Where's my paper figurine?"

"Out again."

The little nurse pointed out.

Zhang Heng looked up and saw that his paper ghost was being held in a clip, hanging on the balcony like clothes, so miserable.

(End of this chapter)