The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 15 Baicao Hall

In the pouring rain, the bluestone-paved streets were sparsely populated, and occasionally one or two embarrassed figures could be seen holding their heads and fleeing quickly.

Walking in the desolate Yongning City, Shen Yuanliang, whose murderous intent slowly calmed down, then communicated with the bronze tripod in his mind, and a dark blue light curtain that no one could see came into view.

Name: Shen Yuanliang
Age: Nineteen years old
Martial Arts Realm: Ninth Grade (Peak of Ming Jin)
Kung Fu: Second Edition of "Iron Shirt"

Skills: Qi Family Sword (beginning to learn) Archery (advanced)
Talent: Tiger Power
Luck: 52 portions of white luck (one portion of red luck is converted into ten portions of white luck)

With forty-two minions and an eighth-grade master with red luck, Shen Yuanliang fought against violence and protected the good, killing people to seize luck, and the luck absorbed by the bronze tripod increased visibly.

Forty-two white ribbons and one red ribbon rose and fell in the tripod, emitting a hazy glow, and a feeling of desire surged in my heart.

However, there was no trace of joy on Shen Yuanliang's face. His heart felt heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden, and his brows revealed a deep worry.

In just a few days, Shen Yuanliang not only offended the powerful Wang family, but today he also killed people from Huya Mountain. Adding new hatred to old grudges, the two sides are already on a fight to the death.

After walking a few dozen steps, a medicine shop with white walls and black tiles appeared in front of Shen Yuanliang. On the white sign with blue edges, the three big characters "Baicaotang" were written in iron-painted and silver-hook style.

Before he even entered the lobby, a strong smell of medicine lingered at his nose and rushed straight to his forehead, waking Shen Yuanliang up instantly.

After calming down, Shen Yuanliang straightened his slightly damp jacket. After finding nothing wrong, he strode in and called out, "Uncle Bai?"

"Brother Liang, are you healed?"

Doctor Bai, who was sitting in the clinic wearing a Dongpo scarf and stroking his gray beard, inadvertently glanced at the ruddy-faced Shen Yuanliang and spoke in surprise.

Doctor Bai is the only doctor in Yongning City and also the most skilled doctor within hundreds of miles. After Shen Yuanliang fell into a coma, it was all up to Doctor Bai to take care of him and treat him.

Doctor Bai was very familiar with Shen Yuanliang's situation. Seven days ago, he issued a "death notice" and asked Shen Chenshi to prepare for his funeral.

Doctor Bai was surprised to see Shen Yuanliang, who was full of energy and vitality, today.

"Uncle Bai, the King of Hell refused to accept me, saying that my life span had not yet ended and I still had unfulfilled wishes, so he allowed me to return to the world of the living."

"Look, I recovered completely three days ago and am in great shape."

After paying a sincere salute, Shen Yuanliang held his head with his right hand and said with a smile.

"You kid! Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"You never come to the temple for no reason."

The two families are close friends. Doctor Bai is very familiar with Shen Yuanliang. He can be said to have watched him grow up, and he knows what he is talking about just by looking at his butt.

"I want to buy some herbs, so I'll follow this recipe."

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang took out a wrinkled and slightly damp list from his bag, which was filled with the medicinal materials he needed to buy.

In order to assist in the practice of "Iron Shirt" and nourish his damaged body, Shen Yuanliang needs to gather all the medicinal materials on the three prescriptions as soon as possible.

“Dangshen, Astragalus, Licorice, and Rhodiola rosea are all herbs that replenish Qi and blood.”

"Angelica, Acanthopanax, Viscum album, Achyranthes bidentata, Morinda officinalis are good for strengthening the bones and muscles."

"Brother Liang, are you going to practice martial arts? You must be careful not to lose your energy and blood and consume too much of your body's potential."

Doctor Bai picked up the list on the counter, adjusted his glasses, looked up at Shen Yuanliang, and said thoughtfully.

As a doctor, Doctor Bai has come into contact with too many people in the martial arts world. Many of them have been injured by various kinds of training, and even many have aged prematurely, like his old friend, Shen Yuanliang's father, Shen Zhong. In this extraordinary martial arts world, everyone knows the benefits of practicing martial arts. The previous argument that "everything is inferior, only reading is superior" has long lost its market.

Practicing martial arts is the only way to make the leap from a carp to a dragon.

Moreover, southern Liaoning was a region plagued by frequent wars, so it was difficult for Doctor Bai to persuade him. He just hoped that Shen Yuanliang would not risk his life for martial arts like his father did.

But how is this possible?

Without the guidance of famous teachers and good martial arts secrets, the cost of trial and error for lower-class people who want to practice martial arts is too high, and they have to grope in the dark and encounter bumps and bruises along the way.

In the end, not only did they suffer from illnesses all over their bodies, but they also failed to make any progress in martial arts. This is the tragedy of ordinary people.

"Ok, I know."

Shen Yuanliang humbly accepted Uncle Bai's kindness.

"I have packed all the herbs for you. Just give me the cost price, forty taels of silver."

After packing the herbs one by one with mulberry paper, Doctor Bai counted the beads on the abacus and spoke.

The cost price was sixty taels, and the asking price was forty taels. Doctor Bai, who was known as a "tightwad", could only support his old friend's child in this way.

"Forty taels of silver, count them."

Speaking of medicinal herbs, Shen Yuanliang took out four silver ingots from his arms and lined them up on the counter, his heart aching.

It's not easy to make money. Shen Yuanliang earned it with his life.

Tiger whip gathers the essence of the white-browed tiger's whole body, nourishes yin and strengthens yang, replenishes the kidneys and strengthens the essence. It is deeply loved by the dignitaries in the capital, especially the royal family.

After hunting down a white-browed tiger yesterday, Shen Yuanliang was planning to sell the prepared tiger whip to Baicaotang, which would earn him at least 10,000 taels of silver.

Unexpectedly, the Wang family took revenge not overnight, but actually arranged for the bandits from Tiger Tooth Mountain to wait on the road. For the sake of his own life, Shen Yuanliang had to use the "Ding" with tears in his eyes to extract the tiger power from the tiger whip.

Ten thousand taels of silver! Shen Yuanliang has never been so extravagant before!
"It was raining so hard just now. You must have come here in the rain. You look wet all over. Dry your clothes and drink some ginger soup before you leave."

"Your father has passed away, and the Shen family will depend on you in the future. It would be bad if you caught typhoid fever because of a rain. You have to think about your family."

Seeing Shen Yuanliang picking up the herbs and about to leave, Doctor Bai grabbed his arm, took him to the back hall, and said without question.

Typhoid fever is not a simple disease. In ancient society, many people died from typhoid fever which could not be cured for a long time.

"Listen to you!"

Shen Yuanliang did not refuse Uncle Bai's kindness. He sat beside the burning stove, took the amber ginger soup and drank it all.

A bitter taste rose up his throat, but Shen Yuanliang didn't feel it was bitter. It felt good to have someone care about him, unlike being all alone in his previous life.

I study medicine alone, live alone, and there is no one who cares about me in this prosperous world.

Thinking of his mother waiting at home, his greedy sister, the gentle Wan'er and the honest Shitou, Shen Yuanliang felt very satisfied and vowed that no one would hurt them.

The Wang family is not good enough, Huya Mountain is not good enough, and the Later Jin Dynasty is not good enough!

(End of this chapter)