stjorthotic Chapter 7 Chen's Secret Records of Itinerant Physicians
Chapter 7 Chen's Secret Records of Itinerant Physicians
"It is true. Don't ask around, lest you get caught up in the mess," Yang Feng said solemnly.
"I understand, I understand, Brother Yang is a very honest man," Shen Lian said with a smile.
"The city is not peaceful. Make preparations early and do not be careless," Yang Feng added.
"I understand," Shen Lian nodded.
"Goodbye!"
Yang Feng turned and left, while Shen Lian behind him seemed lost in thought, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.
Not long after.
Yang Feng arrived at the training ground.
"Oh, Lord Yang, you've arrived!" Gao Feng greeted him with a smile.
"Are there any promising talents among them?" Yang Feng asked, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.
"There are a few." Gao Feng pointed to seven or eight people, one of whom was Lin Qing.
Yang Feng's gaze swept back and forth, finally settling on Lin Qing.
"This kid is good. With good practice, he could master it in six months."
"You're right, sir," Gao Feng agreed with a smile.
Yang Feng didn't linger. After watching for a while, he turned and left.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Lin Qing felt quite at ease.
He did not directly reveal his minor mastery level martial arts skills, but only made himself three points stronger than the others around him. In this way, he could gain Yang Feng's appreciation without arousing suspicion because of his rapid improvement in strength.
...
Back in the courtyard of the Craftsman's Office.
The night was dark.
Lin Qing got up and went outside to practice more in the courtyard.
But today, he wasn't alone; there were two other people practicing as well.
The two seemed to be secretly competing, their eyes filled with hostility.
Lin Qing ignored him and continued at his own pace. An hour later, he finished his practice, exhaled, and turned to go back into the house.
The next day, Lin Qing was eating when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise.
"Wang Xing has fallen!"
"Wang Xing, wake up, kid!"
Splash!
A group of people gathered around, and Lin Qing also got up. He glanced around and saw a boy lying on the ground, his face pale, with food spilled all over the ground.
This boy was one of the two people who did extra training yesterday.
"Make way, carry him inside!" Shen Lian went out and told people to carry him into the house.
The crowd was buzzing with discussion.
"Oh no, Wang Xing trained too hard, he can't take it anymore!"
"Without meat, I think we'll all be ruined sooner or later!"
Not far away, Han Jue took a big bite of chicken and sneered, "What kind of martial arts can you practice if you don't have money? A bunch of daydreaming peasants!"
Listening to the discussions around him, Lin Qing also felt a sense of crisis.
"I need to eat meat. If this continues, I'll end up like him."
Lin Qing could feel that his body was deteriorating day by day, and his fatigue was intensifying. This kind of training would cause problems sooner or later.
morning.
Lin Qing was having his bones ground down when, halfway through, a night patrol officer arrived.
"A group of refugees came to the East Gate again, and many of them died. The constable asked me to take a few men to move the bodies."
Lin Qing immediately stood up, and the bailiff selected five or six more people and took them directly to the crematorium courtyard.
Lin Qing was assigned to the body of an old man, who was thinly dressed, had a bluish-purple face, and was covered in frostbite.
[Deceased: Physician Lin Qingyuan]
[Realm: None]
[Progress of the ritual to deliver souls from suffering: 0%]
[Reward: A certain talent, martial arts skill, or technique]
With a crackling sound, Lin Qing pushed the body into the crematorium, where it was quickly burned to ashes in the flames.
On the panel, the progress of the exorcism was also increasing, from 0% to 20%, 30% and finally reaching 100% the moment the corpse was completely reduced to ashes.
In an instant, a series of fragmented images flashed through his mind, which were the memories left over from his previous life.
Lin Qing closed his eyes slightly, and many images flashed through his mind.
A moment later, the image disappeared, and Lin Qing opened his eyes, sighing silently, "Another pitiful person."
This man, who had become a refugee due to the war, was an old doctor who had practiced medicine for over sixty years and had saved many lives, but he froze to death at the East Gate.
As he was pondering this, a host of other pieces of information appeared before him.
[Please select one martial art, skill, or talent to copy]
1. The Way of Healing and the Spiritual Mind (Tier 4 • Elite)
His understanding of medicine and pharmacology far surpasses that of ordinary people. He is divinely inspired in the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine, and often has flashes of inspiration when preparing prescriptions.
2. Five Animal Fist for Health Preservation (Minor Stage)
This folk health-preserving boxing style, widely popular in southern Sichuan, imitates tigers, deer, bears, monkeys, and birds. Practicing it can regulate qi and blood, and strengthen the body.
3. Chen's Secret Records of Itinerant Physicians (Complete)
The Chen family's ancestral medical books integrate the essence of multiple schools of thought, skillfully combining common medicinal materials to achieve remarkable effects, and are especially adept at treating difficult and complicated diseases.
4. Herbal Identification (Complete Collection)
Chen Qingyuan's experience and skills, accumulated over more than sixty years of traversing mountains and valleys, enable him to distinguish the form, properties, and taste of more than eight hundred kinds of herbal and medicinal materials.
...
After a moment's thought, Lin Qing chose the third option: Chen's Secret Medical Records.
Medical skills are useful in any era, let alone when they are a secret manual passed down through the Lin family.
...
For the next few days, Lin Qing's daily life was the same: working in the morning, practicing martial arts in the afternoon, and doing extra training in the evening.
Since Wang Xing, several others at the training ground have been forced to give up due to physical limitations.
Lin Qing's body was also constantly working beyond its limits, and his craving for meat became increasingly urgent.
That evening.
Lin Qing was practicing martial arts under the moonlight when, halfway through, Shen Lian walked out of the room with a creak.
"Lin Qing, come here, I have something to say."
Lin Qing finished his practice and quickly approached Shen Lian: "What are your orders, Lord Shen?"
"I see your movements are standard and your posture is graceful. Are you about to master the basics?" Shen Lian asked with a smile.
"Still a long way off."
"I don't foresee it. You'll definitely master it in two months at most. Your talent and comprehension are top-notch among this group of helpers." Shen Lian leaned against the door, her arms crossed over her chest.
"I am honored by your high regard, sir. I will certainly work hard." Lin Qing nodded.
"Unfortunately, many things in this world are unfair. You think the assessment only looks at ability? You're wrong. It also looks at financial resources and connections!" Shen Lian reached out and grabbed a handful of fried soybeans from the table, throwing a few into her mouth.
"Please speak plainly, sir," Lin Qing said, bowing.
"The person in charge of teaching you martial arts this time is named Jiang Baihe. He is greedy and lecherous. As far as I know, Han Juetong has already spent a lot of money to buy the only spot in the corpse collection team from him." Shen Lian said with a bright smile.
"Please show me the way, sir." Lin Qing bowed deeply.
He felt that Shen Lian must have had another reason for calling him over so late.
"You're quite clever. I'll show you two paths. First, send money."
"Jiang Baihe is blinded by greed. As long as you give him more money than Han Juetong, the spot will naturally be yours." Shen Lian said, reaching out to grab a few more roasted soybeans.
"Lord Shen, this path is blocked. I come from a poor family. If I had that much money, I wouldn't have had to endure three years of hardship to fight for this one opportunity," Lin Qing said with a wry smile.
"The second path is to reach the minor success level within six months. On the day of the assessment, the heads of the Night Patrol Division, the Yin-Yang Division, and the Jingming Division will all be present. As long as your performance is amazing enough and you can surpass Han Juetong by one level, the spot will still be yours. Jiang Baihe can't control that." As Shen Lian spoke, she threw a few more soybeans into her mouth, making a crunching sound as she chewed.
"Small success in six months? This is extremely difficult," Lin Qing murmured.
"What? You want to give up?" Shen Lian raised an eyebrow.
"I'm willing to do everything in my power to fight for it," Lin Qing whispered.
"Aren't you afraid of offending Jiang Baihe?" Shen Lian teased.
"With Steward Shen's help, I dare to give it a shot," Lin Qing said solemnly.
"You're quite clever. I don't get along with Jiang Baihe. With me here, he won't dare to do anything to you. Here's a martial arts notebook with a lot of insights into the Eight Strikes of the Spirit Serpent, which can help you resolve your doubts." Shen Lian said, taking out a yellowed scroll from the drawer next to her.