Poor Family

In June of the 43rd year of Jianxing, not long after Li Wuya and Li Qilang celebrated their eighth birthdays, a major event that shocked the whole country happened in Dachu.

Emperor Renzong died, and the fourth son of the emperor succeeded him, changing his reign name to Jiankang.

The new emperor ascends the throne, and the world is amnesty!

"Master, what did you say? What do you mean you are leaving, where are you going?"

On the Gobi Desert, the four brothers and sisters of the Li family who were sweating profusely from practicing martial arts all looked at Ye Mo in shock.

Ye Mo looked in the direction of the capital, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The new emperor pardons the world, and you can leave the border as a teacher."

Twenty years, he has stayed at the border for twenty years, and he can finally go back.

The four of Li Sanlang looked at each other and were silent for a while.

Ye Mo looked at the four of them." "You have excellent understanding. In the past three years, I haven't taught you anything. After I leave, you can just practice martial arts in your usual way. "

Li Qilang looked at Ye Mo with a face full of reluctance: "Master, we can't bear you. If you leave, will we never see you again?"

Ye Mo rarely showed a smile, raised his hand and patted Li Qilang on the shoulder, thinking of Li's military household registration, he sighed in his heart.

Military households are not allowed to leave the border, and they probably will never see each other again.

Soon, Ye Mo's smile faded, and he said seriously: "No matter whether we can meet again in the future, you don't want to have anything to do with me."

Li Sanlang was puzzled: "Master, why is that?"

Ye Mo: "There is no reason, you just need to remember what I said."

Li Wuya looked at Ye Mo and noticed the hatred and killing intent surging deep in his eyes.

It seems that Master has a very heavy past!

"I will stay in the village for three more days. If you still don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. After I leave, you will have to figure out the martial arts by yourself. Remember, don't practice martial arts."

Ye Mo told the brothers and sisters of the Li family about the problems he encountered in martial arts one by one, until the sun went down, and the five returned to the army.

That night, Li Wuya lay on the kang and thought about it for a while, and finally went to Ye Mo's residence with the silver needle.

She is only eight years old, and she is still too young. It may not be a good thing to expose her superb medical skills too early, especially Ye Mo's complicated identity, which involves a lot.

But after being together for three years, Ye Mo did his best to teach them to practice martial arts. He may face more dangers when he leaves the border. It's okay if he is incompetent. If he can help him, she still hopes that he will live well.

"Five, why are you here?"

Li Wuya looked at Ye Mo in astonishment, and the five middle-aged men who were lying behind him or sitting on the kang, all exuding a terrifying aura.

She was surprised, and Ye Mo and the others were even more surprised.

Without him, Li Wuya came in too quietly, none of the six of them noticed in advance.

Li Wuya looked blank, and explained dryly: "I saw that the light was on in the room, so I thought you were still awake, Master, so I came in directly."

Ye Mo looked at Zhao Jing and the other five, and didn't intend to introduce them, but asked, "Are you looking for me for something?"

Li Wuya glanced at his lame leg, looked at the five people on the kang, turned around and left the house.

Seeing Ye Mo, he quickly followed out.

"Master, who are those five people?"

"A life-and-death friend of a teacher." After saying this, Ye Mo didn't say anything else.

Li Wuya didn't ask too much: "Master, are you in a hurry to leave? If not." He raised the silver needle bag in his hand, "If not, let me see your legs."

Ye Mo's expression was shocked, and his heart became restless.

What does this girl mean?

Is she going to heal his leg?

Thinking of the medicinal soup that Li Changsen gave him every month, Ye Mo's eyes lit up with hope, and he took a deep breath: "Five, I've been lame for almost twenty years."

In other words, it shouldn't be curable.

Li Wuya: "I know, if you trust me, let me treat it." I felt that I shouldn't be full of words, paused, and said, "Of course, I don't guarantee that it will be cured."

Ye Mo stared at Li Wuya, thinking of all the surprises this girl brought him, he immediately decided to give it a try, anyway, his leg is already like this, even if it can't be cured, it won't be bad.

As for returning to Beijing, I have been waiting for twenty years anyway, so it's not too late.

"it is good!"

"Master, I don't want outsiders to be present when I am healing."

As soon as the words fell, the five people in the room came out. They looked at Li Wuya, and then left quickly.

Li Wuya raised her eyebrows, she had enough eyesight.

"Master, let's go, let's go into the house."

As soon as he entered the room, Li Wuya took out a pack of anesthesia powder, washed it with boiling water, and asked Ye Mo to drink it.

The decision to worship the old man Tianchi as his teacher was really too right. Among other things, Li Wuya was greatly facilitated just because he could freely use the medicinal materials in the Tianchi Pavilion medicine building.

Like the anesthesia powder she is using now, it is not easy to find the required dispensing, and it depends on her to accumulate everything.

A bowl of anesthesia dissipated, and within a moment, Ye Mo fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Mo's right leg was picked and broken. Li Wuya could heal him directly with healing powers, but she couldn't behave too differently, so she cut his ankle and made a knife The look of hamstrings.

The hamstring that has been broken for more than 20 years has long since shrunk and shortened. If it is other doctors, there must be nothing that can be done.

However, for Li Wuya who has the ability to heal, these are not a big deal.

After staying in the room for more than an hour, Li Wuya left.

Originally, she planned to heal Ye Mo's damaged tendons, but seeing Zhao Jing and the other five, she knew that Ye Mo was not fighting alone, so she dismissed the idea.

It was shocking that his leg, which had been lame for more than twenty years, was healed, but it would be really appalling to heal his damaged tendons.

Ye Mo won't say anything, but what about the others?

Li Wuya didn't want to make trouble, and Ye Mo's family kung fu practiced well, even if he didn't have internal strength, he would be able to protect himself to a certain extent when his leg healed.

As soon as Li Wuya left, Zhao Jing and the others immediately entered the house.

Looking at Ye Mo, who was lying motionless on the kang with his right leg supported by a white cloth belt, the five of them quickly glanced at each other.

"Fourth, take a look, brother, is everything okay?"

"It's okay, brother is just sleeping now." Duan Chunqiu, who is good at poison, checked Ye Mo's situation carefully, and shook his head at the others.

"The little girl can really heal brother's leg?"

The house was silent and no one responded.

To be honest, the five people are not very optimistic. After all, Ye Mo's legs are not lame, but have been lame for more than 20 years.

Duan Chunqiu looked at Ye Mo: "That little girl is not simple, and I don't know what he gave my brother to drink to make him sleep so unconscious."

Said, touched his chin.

"Don't tell me, the brothers and sisters of the Li family really surprised me. There are so many good things in their hands. I haven't even prepared the medicinal soup you drank, second brother."

Zhao Jing's body has been exhausted for a long time, and he obviously had to wait for death, but after drinking the medicinal soup from Li's family, his damaged body recovered.

That medicine soup is simply a magic medicine!

For this reason, he did a lot of research.

Unfortunately, it has not been successful.

Duan Chunqiu sighed: "It's a pity."

Zhao Jing glanced at him: "Don't think about it."

Duan Chunqiu snorted angrily: "Don't worry, since eldest brother doesn't want to ask the brothers and sisters of the Li family, no matter how itchy I am, I won't do anything."

Zhao Jing didn't say anything.

In the next few days, Li Wuya would come to give Ye Moxing acupuncture every day to help him soothe his right leg.

Half a month later, on the Gobi Desert a few miles away from Tianlingtun, Li Sanlang took Li Erya, Li Wuya, and Li Qilang to see Ye Mo away in a bullock cart.

In order not to attract attention, Zhao Jing and the others did not follow Ye Mo, but joined Ye Mo after crossing the checkpoint at the southernmost section of the Protectorate of the Western Regions.

Seeing Ye Mo standing with both legs in front of them, it was obvious that his right leg had been healed, Zhao Jing and the others were all shocked and delighted.

"That little girl is amazing!"

Duan Chunqiu was amazed, he was a poisoner, he hated medical science, and he understood how incredible it is to heal Ye Mo's leg.

"Brother, what burden do you have, let me carry it."

The rough and burly hunk Shi Zhan stretched out his hand to take over Ye Mo's burden.

Ye Mo showed a smile on his face: "The medicine package given by Sanlang and the others."

As soon as he heard that it was medicine, Duan Chunqiu immediately grabbed the burden: "What kind of medicine are they?"

Opening the bag, seeing that all the medicines were wrapped in paper, Duan Chunqiu immediately showed a wasteful expression: "Really, how can medicine be wrapped in paper, so you are not afraid of losing its properties?"

Ye Mo: "The life of the Li family is not easy, it is good to have paper bags."

Duan Chunqiu curled his lips: "If you want me to say, the Li family also owns Baoshan without knowing it, not to mention other medicines, just this Zhixue powder, as long as they are willing to sell it, why worry about not having money?"

Ye Mo's face sank, and he looked at Duan Chunqiu displeased.

Duan Chunqiu thumped a little when he saw it, he lowered his head and dared not speak.

Ye Mo was silent for a while, looked around at Zhao Jing and the others, and said in a cold voice: "You all have forgotten about the people and things of the Li family, and you are not allowed to mention them again in the future. They are just an ordinary military household, and they can't handle it. Make any fuss."

Zhao Jing immediately said: "Brother, don't worry, we won't talk nonsense."

Duan Chunqiu also nodded: "I was just talking casually just now, I think such a good medicine should not be buried. Brother, I know that the Li family has no foundation, and having good things is a disaster."

Ye Mo withdrew his gaze and didn't say any more.

Owning Baoshan without knowing it?

Thinking of Li Wuya who exudes a cunning air all over his body, the corner of Ye Mo's mouth twitched.

That girl knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages best, and now she is not showing off, she is just protecting herself.

Thinking that he might never see him again in the future, Ye Mo felt very regretful.

The four brothers and sisters of the Li family are indeed talented in martial arts, but I don't know how far they can go?