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The madman said: "The Four Distinguishing Skeleton of Yin and Yang of Blind Wei is now in his disciple's hands, I will go ask them for it."

"Why should they give it to you?" Shen Dexu asked curiously.

"Because this thing originally belonged to the art of deception." Lunatic said, "It's just lending it to the Blind Wei."

Wang Kunpeng said: "The origin of this thing, is actually like this. In fact, when Blind Wei obtained the Four Distinguishing Skeleton of Yin and Yang, it was the one that the famous doctor of the Qing Dynasty, Ye Tianshi, had in his hands."

"What is the relationship between Ye Tianshi and the Four Distinguishing Skeleton of Yin and Yang and your art of deception?" Shen Dexu asked.

"Ye Tianshi," Wang Kunpeng said seriously. one hundred and sixth generation managerial personnel s of the art of deception! "

Tie Train Zuo Ming 37Ming Ming Ming Twenty-Five

Ye Gui carried his signboard, in his hand was a string of bells, and squatted down to the corner of the street to rest. He had not eaten for a day and could barely carry his sign. Ye Gui sat on the stone platform and looked at the river in front of him. He wished there was a ship that would stop and call him aboard and have him see a doctor. But that expectation has never been fulfilled.

For several years, the weather was calm and the rain was calm, but there was no plague. Ye Gui rested for a while, then forced himself to stand up. He wanted to walk to the bridge in front of him, there was no old man that would give him face, he had given him a dumpling to eat the day before yesterday, and if he went back today, he should still be able to eat.

Ye Gui walked to the bridgehead and saw the Mr Lee who looked like a man who had just taken his life. With a smile on his face, he said, "Doctor Ye is here, let's go drink a pot."

Ye Gui laughed and shook his head, "People who starve to death, how are they worthy of the name 'famous doctor'? I would really appreciate it if you could give me something to eat. "

Mr Lee packed all his stuff and sent it to a house on the side, then took Ye Gui to the wine shop to drink. Ye Gui didn't like to drink, he just ate some food and wine to fill his stomach. In order not to upset Mr Lee's mood, he forced himself to drink a cup.

Ye Gui said to Mr Lee, "Sir, please do not call me Doctor Ye from now on. What kind of doctor am I?"

"I have calculated my life for myself," the Mr Lee said. "This year, I will meet a noble, and then I will have a glorious life. However, even now, I have yet to meet a so-called noble. I originally thought that it would be you, that all of your fate would be clouded, and logically speaking, it should be the fate of a famous doctor. "

Ye Gui could only smile.

"It's a pity your father died too early, otherwise you wouldn't have so many twists and turns …" Mr Lee said, "Your father should be a famous doctor. Not long after I arrived in Suzhou, I have not heard of a famous doctor with the surname Ye. Did he just die this year? "

Ye Gui raised his head, "Mr Lee's calculations are right."

"You don't have the experience of travelling in the martial arts world," Mr Lee stroked his beard and said, "Since you were fourteen years old and came out to be a traveling doctor, of course there would be a huge change in your family. With your medical skills, of course your father will die. "

Ye Gui lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, "Then Mister, when do you think I will be able to change my luck and become a famous doctor?"

"According to your appearance," the Mr Lee said, "you will soon learn the art of discerning Yin and Yang. The Yellow Emperor's art of healing is peerless in this world. Don't forget me when the time comes. "

Hearing that, Ye Gui was extremely happy, he cupped his hands and thanked the Mr Lee, "The kindness of these drops of water will definitely be repaid."

Just as the two of them were talking, two bailiffs and a middle-aged man walked into the bar. The bailiff looked at the bar and asked the middle-aged man, "Is he in?"

"Yes, that's him." The middle-aged man pointed at Ye Gui and Mr Lee. The bailiff immediately walked to the side of Mr Lee and placed the shackles on his body. Mr Lee's face was ashen, he muttered, he had offended some unknown person.

The middle-aged man quickly shouted, "Wrong, wrong, it's this kid next to us."

Ye Gui already recognized the middle-aged man, and immediately stood up and asked: "Master Zhou, you're looking for me?"

"That's him." Lord Zhou said to the bailiff.

Without saying a word, the bailiff picked Ye Gui up and brought him to the yamen. Mr Lee was left dumbstruck.

Ye Gui didn't have time to explain before he was brought to the magistrate court by a bailiff.

The middle-aged man — — Now that Ye Gui remembered it, he was invited by Steward Zhou to see a doctor when he was walking around two months ago. At that time, he was penniless and already dizzy from hunger. Of course, he was eager to have someone to treat him. At that time, he said that all he needed to do was to give him a bowl of rice and it would be treated as a medical fee.

The one who was sick in Steward Zhou's house was his wife. She had been suffering from severe pain and swelling at her feet for many years. It was just that she suddenly became more violent and was unable to leave the ground to walk.

Ye Gui knew that this was a common symptom of moist heat in Wu Di. Wu Yue was close to the sea, had a rich body of water, damp earth energy, and also liked to eat sea fish and shellfish, as well as fish and prawns from the martial arts world. Ye Gui looked at Madame Zhou's condition and immediately placed silver needles on her three acupoints, the Wind Door, the Divine Hall and the diaphragm, and then roasted the Artemisia selengensis with two acupoints, the Tai Yuan and the Fish Body of the Lunar Lung Meridian. (It was a solemn declaration that all the traditional Chinese medicine treatment terms in this article were made up, and should not be treated as real treatment, and it would be the same in the future.)

At that time, Steward Zhou had seen how Ye Gui had pierced the Madam's back instead of treating her feet, and had even smoked artemisia selengensis in his hands. He felt that it was very strange, and was worried that Ye Gui was too young, and wouldn't be able to cure anything. But in a quarter of an hour the pain had abated and she was no longer lying in bed screaming.

Steward Zhou was grateful to Ye Gui, but he did not give Ye Gui the medical fee. Instead, he gave Ye Gui a bowl of rice according to their agreed upon requirements. But after Ye Gui ate his fill, he was satisfied.

During dinner, Ye Gui had heard from Steward Zhou that Madam's illness had suddenly broke out, and it just so happened that the two famous doctors in Suzhou were out travelling and had invited a few normal doctors, but they could only temporarily relieve Madam's pain, so he had no choice but to invite Ye Gui, the little doctor, to come over.

After Ye Gui finished his meal, he wrote a prescription for Steward Zhou and used a few ointments to remind him not to eat any meat for half a year. Ye Gui was still young and was not a well-known doctor, hence, he was extremely cautious when using his medicine. Then I'll take my leave.

However, he had not expected that after just two months, Steward Zhou would actually report to the officials to arrest him.

As Ye Gui was thinking about these things, he did not expect the county magistrate to loudly ask Steward Zhou, "Outside of Steward Zhou, look carefully, did this Yin Doctor kill your wife?"

Hearing that, Ye Gui's eyes started to spin. The long and mighty voice of the bailiff pressed down on his ears, making him unable to breathe.

In the midst of his muddled state, Ye Gui was completely at a loss. He couldn't hear what the county magistrate and Steward Zhou were saying at all. However, when the county magistrate questioned him, he would instinctively agree.

The county magistrate, seeing that he had not denied any of the complaints, excused him from the action.

When Ye Gui was thrown into the prison by a bailiff, he slowly came to understand that he would not be able to escape this calamity.

Ye Gui didn't see the sun in the sky above the bitter prison. There was only a thin layer of straw underneath him. He ate mildewed rice every day, but even so, he couldn't eat his fill.

Looking at the situation, it seemed like he had to take the lives of the Zhou family members. Even if he managed to escape death, he might be sent to Extreme North to be enlisted in the army. His body was weak, and he would not be able to survive for two years. The more Ye Gui thought about it, the more despair he felt. He could only hope that the heavens would save his life.

In order to rid himself of his fear of death, Ye Gui helplessly started to slowly recall the [Internal Canon] that he had studied since young and forcefully memorized it, starting with the [Suwen] 's Ancient Innocent Monograph's Number One]. He slowly recited it in his heart: In the past, the Yellow Emperor gave birth to a divine being that was weak and could speak words.

In his cell, Ye Gui didn't know how much time had passed, but he had already recited the《 Internal Canon》 seven or eight times.

"The Heaven is the weathering, the Heaven is the acidification, the Year of Life is the turning point, the Year of Life is the turning point, the Year of Shaoyin is the heating, the Year of Life is the bitter, The Year of Life is the turning point, The Qi between is the burning …"

"Can you shut your mouth!" A bellow came from the cell on Ye Gui's left. This was a muscular man who had been sentenced to be beheaded after killing. Every day, he would curse his own wife in his cell. From his tone, Ye Gui knew that he suspected his wife of being disloyal and killed her.

There were still a few more months until autumn, Ye Gui thought, his life is the same as this death row prisoner's, he won't be able to survive the winter. Maybe he and he would go together. The man scolded Ye Gui for another two days after Ye Gui came in, but he finally stopped. Ye Gui climbed up to the fence and saw that the man was already hanging on his cell when he was sleeping. The man's pants came off. It seemed that he could no longer bear the torture of waiting for his death. Undoing his belt, he went around the wooden flail, used his hands to put the belt around his neck, and hung it on a wooden stake on the wall.

Ye Gui shouted in panic as the jailer ran in. Seeing the man's corpse, he panicked and carried it out. Ye Gui finally experienced the fear of death personally. He couldn't stop calculating in his heart. Would he be sentenced to a severe punishment because of treating someone to death? As he thought this in his heart, the speed at which he was silently reciting the 'Internal Classic' in his mouth increased.

However, after reading it for a while, the fear and despair in his heart rose once again. He could not continue memorizing it. He could only sit on the ground paralyzed like a wooden chicken.

"Why aren't you reading it?" Someone was talking beside the fence, causing Ye Gui to jump in fright. He saw that the dead man was still standing in the cell, but he no longer had the wooden flail and shackles on him. Ye Gui was stunned, and asked while trembling: "Didn't you die?"

"He's dead. I'm the one who's talking." The voice from the fence came again. It seemed that he had always been there. Due to the darkness of the cell, Ye Gui had never noticed it. There was still someone hiding at the corner with their backs against the wall.