If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 766: Hidden Dragons and Tigers in the Mountains

"Your general is truly a talented general. He is confined to a small mountain called Mengshan, which is like a dragon trapped in shallow waters or a tiger trapped in plains."

After observing the topography of the mountain village, the construction of the camp, and the arrangement of the sentries, Xiao Yu said to the tall Liu.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the red-faced man "Mengshan Blood Leopard" went in first to report, and she was left outside the camp gate with two bandits accompanying her.

Tall Liu glanced at her and said, "It's not too late to flatter after you get to the top of the mountain."

Xiao Yu shook her head and said, "If your general is a fool, I won't praise him even if I meet him.

Now I see that although your camp is simple, its layout is quite methodical and in line with the principles of military strategy.

I am sure that your general is well-versed in military books and is qualified to be the commander of ten thousand cavalry, so I give him a compliment.

Just the truth, not flattery.”

Tall Liu was surprised and said, "Commanding ten thousand cavalrymen, that's a 'general'!"

Xiao Yu nodded slightly, "Well, General Zhongli can be a great general! You were right before, fame in the martial arts world really cannot represent strength.

The small Mengshan Mountain is home to many talented people and heroes. "

"Hahaha, the little Taoist is right!" A loud laugh came from the camp, "Shenzhou is blessed with outstanding people and countless heroes.

However, I am not a hidden dragon or tiger, so thank you for your praise, young Taoist priest."

Tall Liu quickly bowed respectfully and called him "Big Brother".

Xiao Yu looked the man up and down, bowed his head, and exclaimed: "The general is powerful enough to control the wind and clouds, with an aura as deep as the abyss. There is a rhinoceros bone hidden in his forehead, and red clouds in his eyes. One day he will hold the tiger talisman and split the princes, and it will be easy!"

Zhongli Mei is tall, with a full forehead, knives-like eyebrows, a nose like a hanging gallbladder, a ruddy face, and bright eyes. He is simply a famous ancient Chinese general who walked out of a picture album.

This kind of temperament and image is more than just outstanding.

Standing among a group of bandits, it was like turning on a flashlight in the dark, extremely bright and dazzling.

Just by simply looking at the person's temperament, Xiao Yu was certain that this person would become an important figure in the "Qin and Han Dynasty Catastrophe" in the future.

It’s also her fault that she didn’t learn history well in her previous life.

Otherwise, you don't even need to look at his face. Just hear his name and you'll remember who he is.

Zhongli Mei was not as good as Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, and was a general at the same level as Fan Kuai and Cao Shen.

However, Xiao Yu still thinks that Zhongli Mei should not be on equal terms with Xiang Ji at this time.

"Young Taoist priest, are you talking about me? You are praising me too much, too much."

Zhongli Mei was not flattered, but was surprised that a little Taoist priest could say such words.

He stepped forward, clasped his fists, and bowed, saying, "I'm sorry to invite the Taoist priest here in this way.

I am living in poverty and have an awkward status. I cannot come to the city to visit the Taoist priest in person. I am ashamed, ashamed. "

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "I am just a quack. I don't know how to refine Qi, store spirit, or adjust Kan and fill Li.

I only learned some medical skills, physiognomy and martial arts of exorcism from my master.

Even if the general is a scoundrel in the underworld, he is no worse than a low-class sorcerer like us.

What's more, I'm not exaggerating at all. The general has an extraordinary appearance and is definitely not someone who has lived in the mountains for a long time."

Zhongli Mei was surprised again, but he did not lose his manners.

He extended his hand to invite her into the inner room, saying, "I am a native of Zhongli County. My surname is also 'Zhongli', and my given name is 'Mei'. You don't need to call me 'General', just call me by my name."

Xiao Yu waved his hand and said, “This kid is wearing a Taoist robe, but he is not a true Taoist disciple. He also learns martial arts and hangs out in the martial arts world.

I am fifteen years old this year, how dare I call Master Zhongli by his name? "

Zhongli Mei raised his eyebrows: Wasn't it said that this little Taoist priest was quite arrogant? Why is he so humble and polite now, like a sour Confucian scholar?

He tilted his head to glance at the red-faced man and said, "No matter how young the Taoist priest is, he is still a Taoist priest, and he is the benefactor who treated my mother and selected a grave for her.

In front of the Taoist priest, I am ashamed to call myself "General", how dare I let the Taoist priest call me "Master"? "

Xiao Yu looked him over and said, "General, you are over 40, right?"

Zhongli Mo nodded and sighed, "I am forty-five and have accomplished nothing. I have wasted my years. I am ashamed."

"Since the general is a younger generation than me, let's follow the local custom and call him 'Father Zhongli'!"

There are also cases where a son calls his father or grandfather "Afu", which is a common honorific in the Hengshan County market. The younger ones usually call the older ones "Afu", and the older ones "Aye".

Xiao Yu deliberately showed respect on his face and continued, "Father Zhongli is only forty-five years old, and he has already reached the peak of immortal martial arts, the pinnacle of human immortality. Can this be considered wasting his time?
With this ability, as long as my father is willing, high positions and a fortune can be easily obtained."

"Young Taoist priest, you have a keen eye. I have indeed condensed the immortal essence pill, but in today's world..."

Zhong Limei shook his head and sighed, "We are people of the martial arts world, so let's not say polite words.

"Please come in, Taoist priest, and take a look at my old mother. She has fainted from the pain and is still crying in her sleep. She is so pitiful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the method to kill Zhongli Mei was activated.

Xiaoyu was shocked that the Purple Palace was actually working!

She can't kill it head-on now, so she needs Zifu to find its flaws and weaknesses.

Even though this guy has a good look and the aura of a famous general, he is ultimately just a grassroots hero. How come he is so strong?
Judging from the results of Zifu's deduction, Zhongli Mei is very good at the art of war and military formations.

The Mengshan bandits had been trained by him into a military formation, so he could pose a threat to her in the camp.

Judging from the speed of deduction, his strength and military strategy seem to be even stronger than Xu Ge's, which is a bit exaggerated.

——Zhongli Mei is definitely an unrivaled warrior!
Could it be that the "Mengshan Blood Leopard" was not bragging, and Zhongli Mei really fought Xiang Yu to a draw?

But the speed of Zifu's operation was not slow, and there was no lag at all. The method of killing by force was quickly deduced.

Xiang Yu shouldn't be so weak!

There were about three hundred bandits on Mount Meng.

Of course, there must be more than three hundred people on the mountain.

There are nearly two thousand men, women, young and old, living in front of and behind the mountain.

Most of them are farmers, and they have cultivated farmland on the hillsides and at the foot of the mountains.

Xiao Yu was not surprised at all. When she first saw it, she was a little surprised when she first saw a similar scene in Daqin. Later, she saw it more and understood it more, so she was used to it.

The Qin Dynasty had harsh laws and implemented an even harsher system of collective responsibility. If one person broke the law, his neighbors would suffer. Running to the mountains to be a bandit is definitely much more dangerous than being a good citizen at the foot of the mountain. But without the exploitation of the government and various kinds of labor, the living standard and happiness index may be higher.

Well, it's just a possibility, not a certainty.

If they are not besieged by the government, they will be happy; if the elite soldiers and generals of the Qin Dynasty are targeted by the governors of the prefectures and counties, they will end up miserably.

With Zhongli Mei's strength, he occupied a small Mengshan Mountain and sheltered two thousand people. At least in the northern land at that time, many bandits were far less powerful than Zhongli Mei, but their momentum was far greater than Zhongli Mei.

The villagers all live in the back mountain. The camp on the top of the mountain is comparable to a military camp, and together with the houses and fences, it forms a kind of military formation.

In the very center of the military formation was the "gathering hall" of the Mengshan bandits.

Well, "Gathering Hall" and "Flag of Justice" are not popular yet.

It was just a three-story building made of stone and wood, with no plaque.

Covering an area of ​​100 square meters, the hall on the first floor was used for the bandits to eat and hold meetings, and Zhong Limei's mother lived in a low room in the backyard.

Xiao Yu followed Zhong Li Mei through the hall and courtyard, and soon there was no one else around them except the two of them and a little girl with double buns.

Seeing the handsome young Taoist priest coming in, the girl's yellow and chapped face felt slightly hot. She hunched her hands, lowered her head, and nodded without saying a word.

"Little brother, this is my mother. Take a look. Can she be saved?"

Zhongli Mei pushed open the door and pointed at a small lump in the dim room and asked.

His mother was wrapped in a quilt, looking both fat and skinny: her belly was as big as a drum, and her limbs were as thin as firewood.

Xiaoyu doesn't actually need to check the patient's condition.

She has now reached the level of Dr. Min, "one person diagnoses the pulse, and the whole family is treated": just by seeing Zhongli Mei, she knows what disease his mother has and directly writes a targeted prescription.

My only difference is that I am not as skilled and experienced as Dr. Min, so I dare not be as wasteful as Dr. Min.

I'm afraid of mistaking the disease for the one I'm treating and prescribing medicine remotely, which might end up making the patient worse.

This is not a technical problem, but an experience problem. The number of patients she has seen and treated is still too small.

I have seen very few diseases, and I have never seen or am not familiar with many of them, so it is difficult to make an accurate judgment based on the weak symptoms of the disease.

If he keeps on wandering around China for another three to five years as a wandering Taoist priest who "cures illnesses, exorcises evil spirits, and tells fortunes", and accumulates enough experience, he will surely become as "magical" as Doctor Min.

Earlier, when she was chatting with Zhong Li Mei outside the house, she had roughly determined his mother's condition through the "qi" on his body.

At this time, if you use the spiritual eye of your heart to investigate, the symptoms will be even more certain.

However, she is not the "Fairy of Feiyu" at this time, and cannot show her strong medical skills. At least she cannot perform as well as the Fairy of Feiyu and the Fairy of Yufeng in diagnosing the disease.

With a solemn expression and holding an oil lamp, she walked to the bed and asked Zhongli Mei to close the doors and windows to stop the night wind before she lifted the quilt and checked carefully.

Honestly, it tastes terrible.

The old lady was filled with the stench of death, decay, feces, urine, and abscesses.

Xiaoyu secretly calculated the old lady's face.

The old lady’s fate is “she may die or not”.

In other words, the King of Hell was not specifically targeting her.

This is different from the servant Song Bo whom I met at Yanmen Pass.

Song Bo was followed by "servants and soul-collectors", which means that the King of Hell had noticed this group of servants and determined their death dates in the Book of Life and Death.

Their fate is determined.

But there are billions of living people in the world, and there are only ten kings of hell in the underworld, and they are in charge of different departments.

There are not many dead ghosts who are noticed by the King of Hell while they are still alive.

People who are noticed by the King of Hell are often related to the normal evolution of a certain day's destiny.

For example, the large-scale deaths of laborers were consuming the national strength and destiny of the Qin Dynasty.

It is very important to the evolution of the "Qin and Han Dynasty Catastrophe".

Whether the vast majority of living people are alive or dead does not obviously interfere with the number of days. Their life and death are managed by "artificial intelligence" - the Book of Life and Death. It is more of a record than a management.

Zhongli Mei's fate is quite special, but his mother Xiaoyu feels that at this moment, the King of Hell and the Judge should not have noticed the old lady.

But when she cures it, it might alert the city god.

Xiaoyu didn't care. He had saved many people along the way. The ghosts and gods should have noticed the "Radish Taoist" a long time ago.

Meeting and being saved by the "Radish Taoist Priest" may have become the new destiny of some people in the book of life and death.

She was quietly calculating at this moment, just to make sure that the old lady did not have much karma or destiny.

For example, the old lady committed many evil deeds when she was alive, and the countless souls killed by her are waiting in the underworld, waiting for her to come down and settle their karma.

For example, the old lady did good deeds when she was alive, and the ghosts and gods in the underworld had already prepared a blessed land for her. It is better to go down and enjoy the blessings than to live on.

If encountering the above two situations, Xiaoyu will not help to save people.

At most, I can prescribe medicine to relieve the pain of good people and let them die more peacefully.

If the person has committed many evil deeds, she would rather destroy her own reputation and let the other party's family tear down the banner of "Enemy of the King of Hell" than prescribe any medicine.

She would not save the evil people who deserved to die, but she also followed the basic ethics of a doctor and would not poison people.

After examining for half an hour, Xiao Yu covered the old lady with the quilt again and said solemnly, "The old lady has a malignant tumor in her abdomen. I have to cut open her abdomen and remove the tumor."

"Ah, cutting open the abdomen, is this possible?"

Zhong Limei was both shocked and worried, "Can you prescribe a medicine to get the contents out of my stomach?"

Xiaoyu almost couldn't help rolling her eyes at him, and then said: Do you think it's an abortion?
However, after calming down, she thought again that this was a mythical world, and perhaps there really was a magic medicine that could directly dissolve the tumor.

"Alas, I only know worldly methods. The methods of the immortals are omnipotent, but they are beyond my ability." She sighed.

Zhong Limei's expression changed several times, and he said, "Brother, please help my mother choose a burial site, and then we can perform a caesarean section to remove the tumor."

Xiao Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he asked, "Where is the old lady's celestial home? Now my father is down on his luck, so he has fallen to Mengshan.

In the future, you will surely soar to the sky, wear purple and yellow clothes, rise to prominence, and return home in glory. Will you move your grave to Huaiyin by then?"

(End of this chapter)