Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 886 - 98: The Cycle of Life and Death (6600, 2-in-1)_3

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Chapter 886 -98: The Cycle of Life and Death (6600, 2-in-1)_3

Thinking of this, Hu Bu’s back was drenched with sweat, a cold sweat breaking out all over him.

Baleru looked somewhat complexly at his injured wine jug, which seemed to vaporize in an instant, then smiled and murmured:

“What a pity, now there’s no wine to drink.”

The burly man opposite him was taciturn and dull, saying:

“I could invite you for a good drink.”

Baleru shook his head, rather straightforwardly saying:

“Forget it, the Baiyue Country’s wine is too bland, and in Great Qin, only things like Dragon Scales and a few others are strong enough to go down the throat. Those soft and flavorful ones, I, a coarse man, really can’t handle, lacking the fortune for them.”

“It’s a pity that neither of us could truly enjoy this round. I hope there’ll be another chance to give it our all. But besides that, you two aren’t staying in Baiyue Country; what secret plans do you have here, hmm?” frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

The tall man opposite didn’t answer, rasping:

“My companion and I are just curious on this street.”

“It seems there is an extraordinary Divine Doctor here, offering free consultations with quite expert methods, so we came to see the face of such a master.”

Tiezha He’s expression changed, voluntarily speaking:

“A famous doctor?!”

“Do you know which master is it?”

The burly man opposite shook his head, saying: “I don’t know.”

“I see, Baleru, that you have some hidden injuries. Even if you measure up a hundred times, a thousand times, the result won’t change one bit. As the Great Qin saying goes, ‘Choose a day rather than hit a day,’ you might as well go inside and see that famous doctor? Perhaps it could be cured at once.”

Tiezha He was tempted, instinctively glancing at Baleru beside him, speaking on his behalf: “…Hmm, this clinic is big, I wonder which one inside is the famous doctor master.”

The burly man serenely said: “It’s very easy to identify.”

“Inside, the one looking the youngest, around eighteen or nineteen, is the one.”

Tiezha He’s facial expression stagnated, anger rising in his heart. Ignoring the vast difference in martial arts between the two, he couldn’t help but step forward, saying:

“Are you mocking us both?!”

The burly man opposite had a cold glint in his eyes, but Baleru laughed heartily, instantly pulling the somewhat irritated youngster, loudly saying:

“We really should thank you, the two of us will go and see this little Divine Doctor, and see if this bit of poison can be driven away.”

He then forcefully pulled Tiezha He toward the queue, while Hu Bu, now relaxed, let out a long breath. After apologizing to Bi Tong’er, he quickly stepped into the clinic, where people recognized his identity and made way for him.

Bi Tong’er looked at the honest big and small ones queuing and couldn’t help but spit lightly, then muttered quietly, her voice generally soft and tender, melodious like music, pleasant to hear, and then she looked at the burly man beside her, saying:

“Hey, aren’t you worried that this Divine Doctor Wang will really cure this brave man’s illness?”

The burly man said: “You’ve already acknowledged him as a brave man, wouldn’t it be good if he’s cured? Or are you saying that in your mouth, the meaning of brave man is like this.”

Bi Tong’er feigned maturity, sighed, and crisply said:

“A brave man is naturally brave, having courage and strategy, willing to take loss, if he isn’t a brave man then who in the world can be considered a man?”

“Only when such a brave man dies is he a good one.”

“If he’s buried in Central Plains style, I’d have to make a coffin of Ironwood for him, nail it with five pounds of nails, fill the gaps with gold and iron to be at ease, and then spread his heroic deeds and prestige widely in our country.”

Her voice was pleasant and had a youthful innocence, even the usually cold burly man couldn’t help but smile slightly, saying: “Rest assured, he won’t be healed.”

Bi Tong’er said:

“How can you know? This Divine Doctor seems very capable.”

The burly man said: “No matter how capable, it doesn’t work, although I don’t know how high his medical skills are, I know what poison Baleru has contracted. Those poisoned must undergo Three Turns, a total of three transformations.”

“First transformation, the whole body’s meridians sting as though someone holds a steel brush constantly entering the bones, sweeping uninterrupted for a day and 24 hours.”

“During this time, no martial artist can move with ease, if they do, it’s like striking with fists and feet at the blade of a Curved Saber, instead it causes injury and vomiting blood.”

“After three months, the second turn, much more comfortable, painless, and even a delightful feeling, like ascending to clouds, but daily during the midnight and noon hours, one coughs up fresh blood, first blood red, then pitch black, with fear in the heart while the body feels joy, the greater the joy, the more the fear.”

“By the third turn, in reality, the internal organs are already like pus and blood, yet the person still lives, though unconscious, acting solely on instinct, eventually one day bursting like ripe fruit and dying, even immortals cannot save.”

Bi Tong’er couldn’t help but suck in a breath, saying:

“This, this poison is so vicious…”

“Is there a cure?”

The burly man said: “Where can there be an antidote for this ‘Three Turns of Longevity’? It is said to require the light of sun and moon, the fall of stars, Dragon Scales and phoenix feathers in the medicine.”

Bi Tong’er said: “The light of sun and moon, the fall of stars is still possible, but where under heaven are there Dragon Scales and phoenix feathers.”

The burly man smiled slightly, saying: “Then we can only wait for death.”

“People seek immortality, with death comes life, immortality is eternal death.”

Bi Tong’er seemed to be stunned by such a description, taking a while to regain her composure, saying: “So formidable, have you seen it?”

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