Volume 1, Chapter 93 I accumulate my goodness, he lacks his virtue
As Kong Mingze and Zhuge Ying were lying on the table laughing wildly, a shout came from the bottom of the stairs: "Master is back!"
Quan Zhisui rushed over excitedly: "Master!!!"
Wei Shixu and the other two also stood up and looked around.
I saw an old Taoist stepping onto the stairs. He walked up the stairs in two or three steps and stood in the yard.
He was wearing ordinary and even somewhat torn coarse linen clothes, and holding a hoe covered with dirt in his hand.
He looks thin, but full of energy, with bright eyes and a shiny forehead. The few steps he took just now showed that his legs and feet were flexible and powerful.
This old Taoist gave people a very strange feeling. When he moved, he looked like he was in his forties, but when he stood still, he looked like he was in his seventies.
In short, I can’t tell his exact age at first glance!
Kong Mingze was stunned by this, his mind was confused, and he didn't know whether to call him uncle or grandpa.
Zhuge Ying opened his mouth several times, but was finally stuck.
Wei Shixu obediently followed Quan Zhisui and called out, "Hello, Master."
Fan Shiliu obviously ran back in a hurry. When he saw Quan Zhisui, he smiled slightly, then went to wash his hands and came back, reaching out to touch her head: "You've grown taller, almost 1.7 meters, right?"
"Let's measure it later!" Quan Zhisui's eyes sparkled.
Fan Shiliu nodded and glanced at the courtyard with a smile.
Quan Zhisui: "Master, I'll bring my friends from the city to play!"
Zhuge Ying and the other two stepped forward again to say hello, all of them were extremely curious.
Fan Shiliu glanced at the three people with a smile, and when he saw Wei Shixu, he paused for a moment.
"Why is this kid so angry?" Fan Shiliu said, and then looked at Quan Zhisui, shook his head and laughed: "Just like you."
Quan Zhisui's face was immediately distorted with anger, and he jumped up and shouted: "I don't have a bad temper!"
Zhuge Ying was surprised: "Wow! You figured it out at a glance? You're an expert!"
Kong Mingze held his head high and puffed out his chest: "I told you before, they look very similar! It seems I am also an expert!"
Zhuge Ying rolled his eyes at him.
Wei Shixu was silent. He wanted to refute, but he was not very angry!
After Master Fan Shiliu came back, Zi Ling seemed to have found a backer.
He ran over and stood by to accuse her: "Master, please take good care of her! She didn't behave herself after being in the city for a few months, and as soon as she came back she choked me!"
Quan Zhisui immediately spoke up: "Master, Senior Brother Ziling was so easily subdued, it seems he didn't practice well."
Funding order: “???”
Why are you still talking about him!
no! How could you change the subject so quickly!
Fan Shiliu laughed heartily and pushed open the door of the tea room: "Come in and chat."
Zi Ling: "Dinner is almost ready, I'll go to the kitchen to help!"
The four of them followed Master Fan into the house and felt much warmer immediately.
There was still a stick of incense burning in the tea room, and the atmosphere was very peaceful.
Fan Shiliu began to pour tea for the four people: "It's almost time for dinner, drink something that won't irritate your stomach."
After saying that, he handed the first cup of tea to Wei Shixu.
Wei Shixu was stunned and surprised.
Quan Zhisui curled her lips, feeling a little jealous. The master did not give her the second or third cup of tea, but gave her the last cup.
Well, it’s not impossible.
Zhuge Ying had been curious for a long time, and asked, "Sir, how did you know that my classmate has a bad temper?"
Kong Mingze: "Yes, that's amazing! You can tell it at a glance?"
Master Fan poured himself a cup of tea and said slowly, "Everyone has his own aura, different feelings, and you can feel it."
Quan Zhisui leaned over and chattered, "Master, let me tell you, he has a very bad temper. He is bad, mean, and irritable, and he likes to talk nonsense..."
Keep talking!
Show off! Like a little child.
Fan Shiliu laughed when he heard it and couldn't stop laughing.
Quan Zhisui started to pout again. When he saw his master like this, he knew that he didn't take it seriously.
angry!
Wei Shixu smiled and glanced at her, then turned to Fan Shiliu and asked, "Then how did you know that I have a bad stomach?"
He captured the subconscious mannerisms and details.
Master Fan stroked his beard and smiled: "Well, not only does he have a bad temper and a bad stomach, but he is also meticulous and narrow-minded!"
Kong Mingze was so shocked that he almost knelt down: "Old sir! You are really amazing!"
Zhuge Ying was also nodding his head wildly, completely convinced.
Wei Shixu retorted: "I'm not petty."
Fan Shiliu raised his eyebrows: "You still don't admit it even after I told you, and you are so extreme and stubborn."
Quan Zhisui slammed the table and laughed: "Hahaha! Yes! Hahahaha!"
Fan Shiliu glanced at her and said, "What are you laughing at? You are exactly the same as him. You were more serious than him when you were a child."
Quan Zhisui’s laughter suddenly stopped!
"Hahaha!" This time it was Kong Mingze's turn to laugh.
Zhuge Ying also laughed.
Master is such a magical and humorous person!
Even Wei Shixu lowered his eyes and chuckled, what an interesting old gentleman.
Fan Shiliu waved at Wei Shixu, motioning him to show his arm: "Come, let me take your pulse and see what's wrong with you."
Wei Shixu did as he was told and this time he was not stubborn at all.
Kong Mingze was a little nervous and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Zhuge Ying's clothes beside him.
Zhuge Ying patted the back of his hand, signaling him not to panic.
The tea room was very quiet, with only the sound of a few people breathing.
Quan Zhisui has been observing his master's expression, trying to capture some key points.
But after all, the older you are, the wiser you are. She didn’t notice it at all!
A little while later.
Fan Shiliu took his hand back, took out a piece of paper and began to write a prescription: "It's nothing serious, you were just hungry when you were a kid? You were so hungry that your intestines became sticky, and you feel nauseous when you eat, right?"
Wei Shixu was stunned and nodded: "Yes."
Kong Mingze wanted to worship his master right away: "It's amazing! A miracle doctor! He even shared his experience!"
Quan Zhisui pushed him back and raised his chin proudly: "My master is a martial artist and a Taoist doctor!"
Fan Shiliu raised his hand to stop him and continued, "Don't worship yet, it's not over yet. Just regulating the stomach won't cure it."
Kong Mingze started to get nervous again.
Wei Shixu remained calm and watched his master write the prescription quietly.
Fan Shiliu added, "It's not just a gastrointestinal problem, you also have an emotional disorder. To put it simply, it's caused by holding it in. Who made you so angry? You've been holding it in for years, right? Anger affects all your internal organs, so treating the stomach alone won't cure it."
Kong Mingze looked as if he didn't understand.
Zhuge Ying asked in horror: "Depression?"
Fan Shiliu waved his hand: "It's not that serious, but it's not good to keep dragging it out. It's possible that it will happen in a few years."
Wei Shixu slowly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Can it be cured, sir?"
Master Fan nodded and said, "It's not a big problem. Take this prescription and go back to a Chinese medicine store to get it filled. Also, get more sun and exercise. You must exercise more. Exercise can not only improve your physical condition, but also change your bad temper and release some of the accumulated negative energy."
Wei Shixu carefully put away the prescription.
Quan Zhisui then jumped up and shouted, "Give me money!"
Kong Mingze: "Give it if you want to. If it can be cured, it will be worth any amount of money!"
Zhuge Ying asked: "How much?"
Wei Shixu took out his cell phone and looked up.
Fan Shiliu gave him a mysterious smile and said, "I'm happy."
Zhuge Ying was stunned: "What do you mean by 'give as you please'? Just give as much as you want?"
Fan Shiliu smiled and nodded: "Just give me some, just as a token of my appreciation."
Kong Mingze was stunned: "You, do you always feel happy when you take someone's pulse? Or is it because we are Quan Zhisui's classmates?"
Fan Shiliu put away the paper and pen and said, "It's all for free, ten yuan, a hundred yuan, or fifty cents, any amount is fine."
Zhuge Ying was surprised: "So casual? Is there anyone who does it for free without paying?"
Quan Zhisui nodded: "Of course, quite a few."
Kong Mingze: “Ah?!”
Zhuge Ying was puzzled: "This... won't the old man suffer a loss?"
Master Fan smiled kindly, showing his generosity and realm: "I accumulate my goodness, and he lacks his virtue."
Quan Zhisui also smiled: "Everyone should accept their fate!"
Zhuge Ying and Kong Mingze both shook their heads at the same time, as if their heads had been cleansed and became extremely clear!
Wei Shixu paused for a moment, and the next second he had already scanned the code and paid.
Not long after, Master Fan's cell phone lit up. He glanced at it casually, then raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying anything.
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