Great Wei scholar

As for Xu Qingxiao who was on the bed, all his thoughts fell on the third method Dr. Zhao hadn't finished talking about.

Obviously this third method involves something, so that it cannot be said nonsense.

But this third method is easier than the first two methods.

But Xu Qingxiao didn't ask any further questions.

He knew about Chen Kuai's temperament, and if the questioning continued, Dr. Zhao probably wouldn't dare to continue talking nonsense.

Therefore, Xu Qingxiao held back the doubts in his heart, but the seeds of hope had already been buried in his heart.

He couldn't just give up on himself like this.

God knows if he will continue to travel after death, if not, wouldn't it be a blood loss?

soon.

Doctor Zhao left.

After Chen waited for the medicine to be cooked, he also left with his people.

As the crowd left.

There was silence in the room.

The room, which was basically empty, seemed a little lifeless.

Except for a dead lamp, everything seemed so peaceful.

A few minutes passed.

Xu Qingxiao picked up the gray bowl on the bed, and an extremely strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came to her nostrils.

Without any hesitation, in order to survive, Xu Qingxiao drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp.

Maybe it's because the medicine tastes bitter, or maybe it's because of the psychological effect.

As the soup entered the abdomen, a trace of warmth spread from the abdomen, making Xu Qingxiao even more energetic.

"vomit."

The bitter taste spread all over the taste buds, Xu Qingxiao couldn't help retching, but in the end he endured it.

Letting out a breath slowly, Xu Qingxiao got up, twisted his body, and practiced according to the Zhengyang Fist in his mind, trying to make his body as soft as possible, so as not to be so stiff.

About half an hour later.

It started to rain lightly, and Xu Qingxiao also got better, at least not as hard to move as before.

Putting on a long coat and a short knife, Xu Qingxiao took off the bamboo hat hanging on the wall.

Push open the door.

Click!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

The big night is full of sky, and the moon and stars are rare.

The slightest drizzle fell continuously.

Xu Qingxiao left home.

There are still eleven hours before the countdown to death.

Chapter 2: The method of breaking the game, the strange art of the side door

Boom!

The sound of thunder exploded.

It's ugly time.

Ping'an County was completely dark, and it was even more silent when it was thunderstorm.

The rain fell like beads, slapping on the eaves and falling from the corners of the eaves.

Yet at this moment.

A figure appeared in the silent street.

The figure's pace was not too fast, and he came outside a private house wearing a bamboo hat.

This person is Xu Qingxiao.

Knowing that she had less than twelve hours to live, Xu Qingxiao felt depressed and helpless.

But knowing that there is still a way to save herself, Xu Qingxiao doesn't want to give up no matter what.

Although he didn't know why Captain Chen prevented him from understanding the way to save him, Xu Qingxiao didn't want to give up on himself.

Coming here in the rain, Xu Qingxiao's purpose is also very clear, he is here to find Dr. Zhao.

In any case, he had to ask for a solution.

boom.

There was another thunderclap.

Xu Qingxiao had already arrived outside Dr. Zhao's house, he knocked lightly on the door, and stood under the door to wait quietly.

"Who?"

After half a sound.

A young voice sounded, slightly vigilant.

"People in the yamen, tell your master that there is something important."

Xu Qingxiao reported her family name very directly.

"Please wait a moment."

Hearing that it was someone from the Yamen, the latter immediately shouted.

About thirty breaths.

Doctor Zhao's voice sounded, but he didn't open the door.

"May I ask which adult it is?"

It is now late at night, and the sudden official visit, no one knows whether it is true or not. Although Ping'an County is peaceful, it is definitely right to be careful.

"Doctor Zhao, it's me."

Xu Qingxiao made a sound.

At that moment, Dr. Zhao didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately asked someone to remove the door panel.

"Little friend Qingxiao, get in quickly. You are sick, and the cold air enters your body. If you get cold again, you will be in even greater trouble."

"Er Ming, hurry up and prepare the stove, go, go quickly."

Seeing that it was indeed Xu Qingxiao, Dr. Zhao immediately pulled Xu Qingxiao inside, and said in a hurry, and at the same time asked the apprentices to prepare a stove for Xu Qingxiao.

"Doctor Zhao, it's a bit abrupt to visit late at night, so there's no need for the stove."

Xu Qingxiao waved his hand. It is true that his body is bitingly cold, but he can still bear it for the time being, and there is no need for a stove.

"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter, take your seat quickly."

Dr. Zhao took off the bamboo hat on Xu Qingxiao's head, and then took off his coat, trying to put it on Xu Qingxiao.

It's just that Xu Qingxiao was grateful, but still waved her hand and refused.

"Doctor Zhao, for a sudden visit, I think you should understand my intentions, and I hope that the doctors and doctors will be kind, see me pitiful, and give me some pointers."

Xu Qingxiao cut to the chase, and bowed deeply to Dr. Zhao after finishing speaking.

It was at the moment of life and death, Xu Qingxiao didn't have any thoughts, and didn't want to procrastinate, it would be better to be straightforward.

Yes.

In fact, as soon as he heard Xu Qingxiao's voice, Dr. Zhao already understood why Xu Qingxiao came here.

It was a little quiet in the pharmacy.

The oil lamp sizzled, Dr. Zhao was a little silent, he regretted talking nonsense just now.

"Master, here comes the stove."

At this time, the apprentice brought the stove, which was used to decoct medicine, and occasionally it could be directly used as a stove to warm the body.

"Okay, you go up and rest."

Dr. Zhao nodded, took over the stove, and placed it in front of Xu Qingxiao.

The crimson briquettes radiated heat, but Xu Qingxiao couldn't feel any warmth. The coldness in his body made him feel cold.

"Doctor Zhao, I am already a dying person, and I don't have much time left. I hope that Doctor Zhao will take pity on me."

Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded again, but his eyes were a little calm.

Although this sentence is begging, it also contains another meaning.

I'm about to die, and I can do anything, but I hope you will take pity on me and point out a clear path. Whether it's life or death in the future, I can't blame you.

Xu Qingxiao didn't want to do that.

But right now he has nothing to do, Dr. Zhao seems to be very scrupulous about something, and he has been reluctant to say anything, so Xu Qingxiao can only do this.

really.

As soon as he said this, Dr. Zhao's expression changed slightly. He looked at Xu Qingxiao with sullen eyes. How could he fail to understand what Xu Qingxiao said when he was sixty?

But soon he calmed down his anger, finally took a deep breath, shook his head and sighed.

"Come on, let's go, let's go, since it is the cause of the old man's nonsense, then the old man will also bear the fruit of the nonsense."

After weighing it, he made a choice.

Dr. Zhao's eyes fell on Xu Qingxiao, and then he spoke.

"This old man knows that you are eager to survive, but this third method may be as difficult as the first two, but it may also be much simpler than the first two."

"Little friend Qingxiao, have you heard of different arts?"

Dr. Zhao opened his mouth and said the third way.

"Anomaly?"

Xu Qingxiao raised his head, frowning slightly.

My mind is also constantly searching for this word.

Soon, Xu Qingxiao had some memories.

"The doctor is talking about a strange technique that is strictly prohibited by the court?"

Xu Qingxiao was a little puzzled.

"Yes."

Dr. Zhao nodded, confirming Xu Qingxiao's conjecture.

At this moment, Xu Qingxiao fully understood why when Dr. Zhao mentioned the third method, Police Officer Chen immediately interrupted him.

different art.

It is not only a law that is strictly prohibited by the imperial court, but also something that is strictly prohibited by all famous and righteous schools.

In this world, there are immortals, demons, demons, evil, Buddhas, and martial arts.

Immortals have immortal methods, and martial arts have martial arts.

But whether it is the way of immortality or martial arts, it is extremely difficult to practice, and it becomes more and more difficult as you go to the later stage.

And there is something that can make people stronger quickly.

This kind of thing is 'different art'.

Once this kind of strange technique is practiced, it can instantly make a certain ability extremely strong.

For example, an immortal cultivator majors in the primordial spirit, but to improve the primordial spirit not only needs to be tempered day after day, but also requires experience in the world of mortals to understand life.