sea ​​ballad

Chapter 69
### 069 There is no cure
“The colorful clouds have gone and never come back, and the fish and insects have no place to stay.
The lonely soul in the east mountain looks up, and the wild ghosts in the west forest weep.

White dew and withered weeds meet each other and share the same underworld,
There is no road here, only broken souls. "

An Lang looked at the morning sun gradually shining on Qixia Mountain. The morning scenery was really cool and refreshing.Wearing a thin shirt, the door of the room was wide open, and I started practicing Qigong while facing the mountain.

The kinetic energy of this set of exercises can make the qi channels unblocked, and the breath can be adjusted quietly to keep the essence, but once you start practicing, you must persevere and don't be lazy for a day.

His father's words were still in his ears, but An Zhuyan could forget everything as soon as he got to the gambling table. He really felt that the best medicine in the world was gambling.

One spring, when spring and summer alternated like this, An Zhuyan passed by a prosperous place. Unfortunately, the local lake water was polluted. Every time the people drank the water from the lake, they would suffer from vomiting and diarrhea and abdominal pain.In severe cases, gastrointestinal pain occurs, and pus and blood persist.

It seemed to be hot and humid, so the doctors in the city prescribed medicine. The people ate up all the medicinal herbs in the city, and hurriedly brought some more from outside the city into the city.I took the correct dosage every day, but still only experienced slight relief, but could not cure it completely.

The people were ill for a long time and had no clean water for their daily diet. Their faces were ashen and their limbs were weak.

Seeing this scene, An Zhuyan felt extremely bored and wanted to come here to have fun for a few days.There is a local alley that is quite famous in this area. Gamblers from several nearby cities will secretly come here to gamble a few times on the pretext of transporting cargo and other reasons.With such a famous reputation, An Zhuyan naturally couldn't bear it and made a special detour here, hoping to find a few people to have a good time.

If you can gamble for several days in a row, this trip will not be in vain.

Who knows, it seems that he is destined to have disasters wherever he goes, and people will suffer from diseases wherever he stays.

Sometimes, An Zhuyan really doesn't know whether he is a medical practitioner or a scourge that brings diseases.Of course, he didn't believe in fate.This is not to say that he is a person who likes to fight against fate, he is just unwilling to think about what fate imposes on himself, good, bad, talents or flaws.

He couldn't understand these things, so he stopped thinking about them.

His talent has been revealed since he was a child, and illnesses have been happening around him from time to time since then.

Since the age of five, An Zhuyan has been familiar with every medicine, including peony, cinnamon twig, Alisma, dogwood, astragalus, poria, licorice, fang, and ginseng.He never makes a mistake, as if he was born to live for Xuan Hu to help the world.

But wherever we go, people are suffering from illness, which often lasts for several days and doesn't always get better with medication.He had to wait until he prescribed a prescription, boiled it and took it, and his condition got better day by day.

It was the same thing that time. He checked the doctors' prescriptions and found nothing wrong, but the dosage was a little too light. There were some optional medicines, so he removed the prescriptions directly.

Keep medication simple.The dispensable medicine Anzhuyan is never used.

After prescribing the prescription, he asked the patient to put the water from the lake under the moonlight for two hours before decoction, and then soak the medicine in the decoction when the morning light showed the next day.

The patients followed the instructions and their condition improved, but after all, they had been on the sickbed for a long time, and all of them had no energy, no spirit in their souls, and were weak internally and externally.

The people in the city are all listless.Small vendors are too lazy to sell on the streets, men who farm are unwilling to hoe the fields, and women are too lazy to change into clean clothes for several days.

The illness is all right, and everyone seems to have lost their energy.

He felt depressed, so he set up a table in the gambling house and asked all the patients who took his medicine to come and gamble. If they won the bet, they would take the money home. If they lost the bet, they would kowtow to him without having to give him any money.If someone is willing to gamble all the time, this rule will not change, they will still get money if they win the bet, and kowtow if they lose.

The men in the city know about it very quickly.The gambling game lasted for three consecutive days, and by the fourth day, An Zhuyan had already lost most of the consultation fees he earned earlier.

On the night of the fourth day, he used the remaining money to invite a girl from Hongmeifang in the city to come to the gambling house to drink and have fun. After that day, the number of men gambling decreased by more than half.

On the sixth day, the market resumed its bustle, and people started working on the deserted land before dawn.

On the seventh day, there were only a few single rogues left to accompany him in gambling. They had neither serious jobs nor wives and children.Just kowtow and you get something to play, which is a really good deal for them.

An Zhuyan didn't feel that he was being taken advantage of, so he played for several days and finally lost all his money and still owed a lot of debt to Hongmeifang.

He had had enough gambling, and the locals had regained their former vigor, so he set off again.Gambling money can cure many diseases, more effective than soup and medicine.He firmly believed in this.

A person's Qi is in Yin and Yang. If the Yang Qi does not rise, when you go to the gambling table, you can use the gold Qi to boost the Yang.However, although this method is good, how long can it last?It is also unknown what other diseases will be caused by raising Yang Qi in this way.

An Zhuyan didn't bother to think at all.To him, any medicine is worse than gambling.

It is enough to know this.

Ye Qing also knew this.

He grabbed An Zhuyan to the Arctic Pavilion, like an eagle grabbing a rabbit.

In Ye Xiaolou's room, Ye Xiaolou was lying.

Everyone was blocked by Nightingale. This was what Ye Xiaolou told him when he first returned to Qixia Mountain.He didn't have a chance to ask the reason, because Ye Xiaolou used his last bit of strength to fly out of the Qingying Sword.

"Go in." Ye Qing said.

"You need to take some medicine, otherwise you won't live for a few years." An Zhuyan said seriously.

"You go in. There are patients inside, and he only lets you in alone."

Ye Qing said this.

"Is Ye Xiaolou inside?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

"Of course I know. As a genius doctor, you only see patients and prescribe medicine? Stupid." An Zhuyan gave Ye Qing a sneering look.

Ye Qing wasn't angry at all. He was confused and didn't know what to do now.

The curtains of Qixia Mountain have been gradually collapsing since last night. Birds and beasts from outside the mountain have broken in from the northern vein, and the lake on the top of the mountain is also appearing and disappearing.The flower forest at the foot of the mountain could not be reached to the Mirror Tower, but it turned into a broad road last night.

Now, less than one-third of the protection of Qixia Mountain is left. Soon the mountain residents will find that Qixia Mountain is different from the past. Once the curtain is completely destroyed, all the spiritual energy accumulated in the Arctic Pavilion will be dissipated.

Ye Xiaolou's efforts over the years have all been in vain.

No, you must not let this happen.

"I'll go to Beimai to repair the curtain, and I'll leave this place to you." Ye Qing patted Nightingale on the shoulder, lowered her head and left.

"It's better to ask a doctor to take a look as soon as possible. The host is in very bad condition."

Nightingale's voice was full of sadness, and the man's sadness was like a stone choked in his chest.An Zhuyan sighed and shook his head again. He knew that he might not be able to save this patient, but if he refused to save him at this moment, this person would definitely die.

Thinking of this, An Zhuyan turned around and entered the room.

The door closed firmly behind him.

(End of this chapter)