Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 9 I, the Story King and Counterfeit Medicine Dealer

Chu Pingsheng didn't blush or panic, and told the story of his character that he had been thinking about all along.

"The ancestral home of the younger generation is Hebei. A few decades ago, gold thieves went south to attack Liao Dynasty, resulting in numerous civilian casualties. To avoid the disaster of the war, our ancestors led their small family to move south. After traveling for several years, they finally settled in southern Xinjiang."

Yang Tiexin nodded lightly when he heard the words. Back then, he and Guo Xiaotian also moved south to Lin'an to avoid the disasters of war. They knew very well that during the Liao, Song, and Jin Dynasties, the people living in Hebei, Shandong, and Henan had experienced many wars, and they could still leave. , those who had the conditions to leave, basically all left.

“By my father’s generation, the tribe had adapted to life in southern Xinjiang and had intermarried with the locals. My grandmother was a Miao woman. My mother died in childbirth twenty years ago. Although I survived, But I was weak and sick since I was little, and the doctor said frankly that I would not live to be sixteen. In order to save me, my father sent me to a Miao village two hundred miles away. The great witch Zhu saw that I was pitiful, so he took me under his tutelage."

"For more than ten years, after various medicinal baths, my health has been getting better and better. When I was eighteen years old, Master Wu Zhu told me that the method he used was passed down by the descendants of Chi You. Because of the ancestral teachings, the Miao people could not use it. , but I am not a Miao, so this does not violate the ancestral precepts."

Yang Tiexin looked at him in shock, and Mu Nianci opened her mouth as if listening to a myth.

Chu Pingsheng continued: "As for the gray cloud used in the ring before, it is actually the Miao people's Gu technique."

When he said this, Yang Tiexin understood.

Southern Xinjiang is far away from the Central Plains, and is blocked by mountains. The father and daughter have heard relevant rumors while traveling in the rivers and lakes. There are indeed mentions of witchcraft, but they are only mentioned in fragments and are very mysterious.

Thinking back to the black energy that looked like a living thing when Chu Pingsheng fought against Master Lingzhi, and the smoke afterward that was full of foreign atmosphere, there is no reason to doubt.

"Then why did you come all the way to the Central Plains?"

"I have been in the mountains for too long. I heard my grandfather talk about the outstanding people and profound culture of the Central Plains since I was a child. He told me not to forget where my roots are. Now that I have grown up and my health is better, I want to travel here. It's okay. This life is not in vain.”

Yang Tiexin nodded again, very satisfied with his answer, and murmured to himself: "Okay, okay..."

Chu Pingsheng said to himself, don't just say "yes", show your attitude, do you want to marry your daughter to me?

If he doesn't express his position, the task of successfully recruiting a bride through martial arts competition will not be completed. Isn't his fight in the arena in vain? Isn’t the story made up for nothing?
"Ugh."

Yang Tiexin sighed heavily and looked back in the direction of Yanjing City, his eyes full of loneliness. He didn't know whether he was sad because his husband and wife were separated or because his son was unfilial.

Chu Ping understands the relationship between characters, so he can understand his mood.

At that time, the Guo and Yang families had an agreement that if a son was born, they would become brothers, and if a boy and a girl were born, they would be husband and wife. Later, something happened and the two families were scattered around the country. Yang Tiexin also adopted an adopted daughter. He was very satisfied with Mu Nianci, that was Should he make her his daughter-in-law, or marry Guo Jing as his nephew-in-law?

In the series, Yang Tiexin's last wish before his death was to see Mu Nianci and Guo Jing get married.

Now that there is another me, and I am grateful to the father and daughter for winning the ring battle, what should I do about this? It's very difficult.

It seems that the firepower is still not enough, so I have to work harder to continue to increase the intimacy and gain favor.

"It's almost time to rest, it's time to hit the road."

He stood up, untied the reins, and led the two horses in front of the father and daughter.

Yang Tiexin got on his horse and sat forward.

Just as Mu Nianci was about to take action, Chu Pingsheng patted his horse and said, "You ride this."

"That person..."

Mu Nianci looked at the other horse and thought he was going to ride with his adoptive father.

"One horse for each of you is just right."

"why?"

The father and daughter were confused by his answer.

Chu Pingsheng half-truthfully said: "I have to go back to the city. Guo Jing and the Taoist Priest have been poisoned by my poison. If they cannot take the antidote within three hours, their meridians will be completely destroyed and they will become useless, and the king... …My aunt is still in Wanyan Honglie’s hands, so we have to find a way to rescue her.”

The reason why he said this was to gain goodwill on the one hand, and because the Zhao Palace had urgently needed martial arts skills on the other.

Yang Tiexin pulled the reins: "Then I will go back with you."

"No." Chu Ping said anxiously: "I believe that after this incident, Wanyan Honglie will definitely inform the defenders in the city to take strict precautions against you, father and daughter. Going back at this time is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap, and I don't have a deep relationship with you. , he won’t think that I dare to risk my life to go to the palace to save people.”

Hearing what he said, it would be false to say that he was not moved. Yang Tiexin sighed: "Mr. Chu, there is no need for you to do this for us."

"Is necessary."

Chu Pingsheng signaled that he didn't need to say more: "To put it bluntly, I am alone. If I want to leave, no one can stop me. If I add the two of you..."

I didn’t say the rest, and there’s no need to say it.

"And I am fully confident that even if Wanyan Honglie catches me, he won't dare to do anything to me."

"..." Yang Tiexin remained silent. "Six months, how about six months? You go back to Jiangnan first. If I don't rescue my aunt within six months, you can think of a way. By then, the guards in Yanjing City will have almost forgotten your appearance." Chu After he finished speaking, he didn't give him a chance to refuse and walked straight out of the woods.

"You...you wait."

The speaker was Mu Nianci.

"Any thing else?"

She came to him, took out a sewing kit from her belt, took out the needle and thread, picked up the back of his robe, and helped him sew up the wound that had been broken during the fight with Peng Lianhu stitch by stitch.

Yang Tiexin looked at the two people by the woods without saying a word.

……

An hour later.

Yanjing City, second floor of Laifu Inn.

Wang Chuyi sat cross-legged on the bedside, his expression sometimes painful and sometimes calm.

Because he was the one who helped Yang Kang during the ring battle, Wanyan Honglie sent soldiers to take him and Guo Jing back to the inn after Yang Tiexin and the others left.

Nearly two hours have passed now, and the true energy in the meridians is still out of control, and it cannot be suppressed no matter how much energy is used.

dong dong dong...

After three sounds, the door was pushed open.

As soon as Wang Chu opened his eyes, he saw that the person who pushed in the door was Guo Jing. Judging from his expression and actions, although he was still a little staggered, he had recovered a lot compared to his condition on the stage.

There was another person behind Guo Jing. He took a closer look and was stunned.

It was him.

He still dares to come back?
"Taoist Master, Mr. Chu has sent us the antidote."

Chu Pingsheng pretended to take out a piece of anti-inflammatory medicine and stuffed it into Wang Chu's mouth: "After taking the antidote, stay in bed and rest. It can be as fast as three hours or as slow as half a day. The symptoms in the body will be relieved."

Guo Jing was plotted by Yang Kang and was infected with the evil spirit. It was not that he attacked Chu Pingsheng and was injured in return. Of course, the severity was not as serious as that of Wang Chuyi, Peng Lianhu and others.

Wang Chuyi gasped and said, "What kind of poison is this? It's so powerful."

He knew that Ouyang Feng's poison was very powerful, but when it came to being weird, it was still far short of Chu Pingsheng's dark energy.

Chu Pingsheng explained: "It's not poison, it's poison."

"insanity?"

"Yes, the Seven Shadowless Gu unique to Southern Xinjiang."

He could only repeat what he told Yang Tiexin, focusing on the key points.

Wang Chuyi became convinced and secretly exclaimed that it was awesome.

Chu Pingsheng said: "I offended what happened in the morning. I thought that the other party was a gold thief who practiced sinister kung fu, but I didn't expect that he was the queen of the Song Dynasty Zhongliang."

"Those who don't know are not guilty." Wang Chuyi said: "Although I am Yang Kang's uncle, but... alas! It's hard to describe in words."

Chu Pingsheng glanced at the sky, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Guo, Taoist Master Wang, you can rest in peace and cultivate yourself. I have to go to the palace to say goodbye."

"You want to go to the palace?" The two of them were shocked.

If he goes to the palace, isn't he asking for death?
"Yang Kang has also been poisoned. For the sake of Mu...Uncle Yang, I have to save him. Don't worry, although the palace is big, if I want to leave, no one can stop me."

"..."

Guo Jing thought to himself, Chu Pingsheng came to the stage to marry Mu Nianci. If it really happened, Yang Kang was his uncle, so how could he not save her even if he died?
"You two have a good rest."

Chu Pingsheng stopped Guo Jing who wanted to send him off, turned around and left.

Save Bao Xiruo? Help Yang Kang detoxify? Is that all?

Of course, time travelers can go wherever it’s fun, but Prince Zhao’s Mansion has a lot of benefits and a lot of joy.

(End of this chapter)