Qin Mu's Dark Past

Chapter 204 Qin Mu’s Dark Past

Qin Mu and the cripple stared at each other, but Master Ma was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He said, "We are all adults now, so stop being so petty. We came to see how you've been doing these days, and to let you see if our hands and legs are still usable."

The lame man smiled and said, "Old Master Ma came here from the Great Leiyin Temple, so you should know that he came here specifically to see you. The Great Leiyin Temple is tens of thousands of miles away from here, and only two or three thousand miles away from Canlao Village. As for me, I am not here to see you, my legs are at the National Master's Mansion, closest to you."

Qin Mu felt warm in his heart. Master Ma said, "Although the cripple may be sarcastic to you, he is actually a good person. When you were little, you often wet the bed. Your mother-in-law had never taken care of a child before, and she was fed up with you wetting the bed, so she wanted to send you to the village next door to be raised. She sent you there one day, and you were lying on your mother-in-law's bed the next day. You came back several times for no apparent reason after your mother-in-law sent you there. Of course, the cripple stole you back."

The lame man shook his head and said, "No. What I hate most is children. If I didn't have only one leg, I would kick his buttocks every day."

Qin Mu felt a dull pain in his heart and was a little unconvinced: "I wet the bed when I was a child, and my grandma wanted to give me away? My grandma loved me so much..."

“I sent it several times.”

Ma Ye said, "Grandma has never given birth to a child or raised one. You urinate like a waterfall, cry at night, cry when you are hungry, cry when you are full, cry when you can't sleep, and the cow in the pen is almost going crazy because of your noise in the middle of the night. It's strange that Grandma is not annoyed. We old guys are also annoyed enough. At that time, the village chief and the pharmacist also said that it would be better to send you away so that there would be peace and quiet."

Qin Mu felt even more pain in his heart, and said with a dark face: "The village chief and the pharmacist also said they wanted to send me away? How come I didn't know about this?"

The lame man laughed and said, "You were less than one year old at that time, how could you remember? It would be fine if you wet the bed every day, but the key is that you pooped on the bed. The mute originally wanted to give you to someone else to raise, and also gave you a milk-producing cow, but you stopped wetting the bed, so he didn't give you to anyone else..."

"Mute Grandpa is also going to give me away?"

Qin Mu was silent for a moment, then said, "Fortunately, I still have my blind grandfather and my deaf grandfather who love me."

Ma Ye said, "The blind man does love you. But ever since he picked you up and held you high up, and you peed on his face, and your mother-in-law gave you away, he hasn't spoken a word."

The lame man said, "When you were a child, the deaf man was annoyed by you the most. You always climbed onto his desk, leaving ink all over the place, and even peed in his inkstone..."

He sighed, "She was cute when she wet the bed, but she's not cute anymore now that she's grown up. She's started to pee on the stone statues in the village."

Qin Mu was hit hard and said bitterly: "Grandpa Ma, Grandpa Lame, I am the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect now. Can we not mention the bed-wetting issue? I will go and help you check your legs and arms."

The lame man smiled at Master Ma and said, "I was given away by my mother-in-law for wetting the bed. When I am put into the coffin after I die, I will jump with laughter when I think of this."

Master Ma smiled: "Me too."

Qin Mu walked into the yard with a dark face, moved in the alchemy furnace and medicine cauldron, checked the arms and legs of the two men, took out the Shao Bao sword, cut a cut on the lame man's leg, and took out a few drops of blood for careful inspection.

After a while, he cut Ma Ye's arm again and took out a few drops of blood. After studying it for a while, he said, "Although Ma Ye's arm has consumed nearly half of its vitality, it is well maintained. It seems that someone used Buddhist mantras to shake the blood in the arm, so that the blood is still fresh. Use magic medicine to nourish it and restore its vitality. It can be reconnected. After a few more years of training, it will be restored to its original state."

Master Ma said, "They put my arm in the Thousand Buddha Pagoda. The Thousand Buddha Pagoda contains the flesh bodies of the Tathagatas of all generations. The monks chant mantras day and night to keep the flesh bodies alive."

Qin Mu was startled and asked in a lost voice: "Are there really a thousand Buddhas in the Great Leiyin Temple?"

Master Ma shook his head and said, "I haven't counted, but there should be some."

Qin Mu calmed himself down, checked the lame man's leg, and said, "Grandpa Lame's leg... the blood has been damaged, the leg is dead, and it can't be reattached."

The cripple turned pale, the smile on his face disappeared, and he shouted, "How is this possible? I am praised by the world as a divine leg. These two legs are refined to the divine realm. How could they die? Moreover, my leg was chopped off not long ago, only 20 to 30 years ago. I don't believe that my leg is inferior to Master Ma's divine fist. It must be still alive!"

Qin Mu showed a simple and honest smile: "My condolences to Grandpa Lame, he is already dead and cannot be brought back. And I just tasted your blood, it has the taste of five-spice powder and smoke, I guess the national master made this leg into a cured leg."

The lame man laughed angrily, "You stinky boy, you are trying to fool me again. Is the Imperial Master so poor that he would pickle my legs and eat them as bacon?"

He became nervous again: "The Imperial Master is indeed very poor, will he really be made into bacon?"

Qin Mu was very proud.

Master Ma said, "Don't scare him. Thieves are timid."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "Although Master Ma's arms and Grandpa Lame's legs are less active than Grandpa Tu's lower body, they are still alive. I will use medicine to restore the activity of your severed limbs. After ten days or half a month, they should be able to recover. Then we can reattach them without any problems. Grandpa Tu's lower body grew on Wu Zun's body, so there are no hidden dangers. Yours is a little worse, without the nourishment of a living person's body."

Master Ma and the cripple both breathed a sigh of relief. Master Ma said, "As long as it can be connected, it's fine."

The lame man smiled and said, "I have taken a portion of each spiritual medicine from the imperial palace treasury. You can see which spiritual medicines can be used. If there are any spiritual medicines that are still missing, I will go and...well, borrow some."

"No, the Imperial Academy's treasury should have these herbs."

Qin Mu came to the yard and was about to check the types of these spiritual medicines when he heard Hu Ling'er's voice outside, saying, "Sir, the Imperial Master is here to visit."

"The Imperial Master is here again? Could it be that after the incident with Lame Grandpa, he tracked me down?"

Qin Mu turned around and closed the door of the main hall. He straightened his clothes and opened the door to see the Imperial Master Yankang standing outside. This middle-aged man, who was so powerful, felt a little embarrassed. He stood there for a long time before he slowly said, "The doctor of the Imperial College is very wealthy. Can I borrow some money from you?"

Qin Mu was puzzled and said with a smile: "The Imperial Master came here to borrow money? How could the Imperial Master of Yankang be short of money?"

Imperial Preceptor Yankang was silent for a moment, then said, "I was away at war, and my family was robbed and emptied. Now I am short of money, and I have to go to the Zhenbei Palace to pay my respects. I am really not well off..."

Qin Mu's heart was slightly moved: "Could it be that Grandpa Lame cleaned up the Imperial Master's Mansion and left him no money at all? Although Grandpa Lame has lost a leg, his hands and feet are still much more nimble than mine."

He smiled and said, "Master, how much money do you need?"

Imperial Master Yankang calculated for a moment and said, "My monthly salary is 800 Dafeng coins. I will borrow one month's salary to tide over the difficulties first."

Qin Mu said to Hu Ling'er, "Ling'er, take one thousand Dafeng coins and give them to the national teacher."

Hu Ling'er responded and went into the room.

Qin Mu laughed and said, "Why is the Imperial Master so poor?"

Imperial Master Yankang shook his head and said, "Too many external things will affect cultivation and wisdom. If you have fewer desires, money will not be so important."

Suddenly, his eyes flickered and he smiled, "There is someone else in your room, a very powerful being, like a Tathagata sitting there, motionless... No, it should be two people. That person's body is compatible with the heaven and earth, erratic, and seems to be able to escape at any time. His body movements are very advanced, and I almost overlooked him! Doctor, why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

Qin Mu shook his head and said, "Master, I'd better not invite you in to sit down. My master is here, and he is injured, so it's inconvenient for him to see people."

Imperial Master Yankang said, "So you are injured. No wonder there are so many magical herbs in the yard. I am also injured, so it is inconvenient to disturb you."

Hu Ling'er came over with a big money bag on her back. Qin Mu took the money bag and handed it to Imperial Master Yan Kang, saying with a smile, "If Imperial Master is not well-off, you don't have to return it. Imperial Master, a gentleman can be poor, but he doesn't have to be poor. Being poor is not necessary to be a gentleman."

Imperial Master Yankang said, "Yes, I will. I will return it to you in a few days when the emperor's reward comes. Now I just want to spend these few days."

He thanked me, said goodbye and left.

Qin Mu waited until he was far away, and asked Hu Ling'er and Long Qilin to guard outside. He walked into the main hall and said, "Grandpa Lame, have you emptied the Imperial Master's Mansion?"

"What was emptied?"

The lame man shook his head and said, "There is not much money in his Imperial Master's Mansion. There is not even a piece of valuable furniture. The most valuable thing is probably the deaf man's painting, which is a priceless treasure."

Qin Mu was puzzled. Was Imperial Master Yankang really so poor? He was a powerful official with great influence in the government. How could he not have any property?

Some officials of Yankang State owned mines, established smelters and foundries, and had enormous wealth. As a state teacher, how could he be so poor?

The lame man took out a scroll from somewhere and unfolded it: "This picture of the Sword God carrying a sword should be the village chief, right? The village chief when he was young. This deaf guy should have seen the village chief when he was young. Tsk tsk, this picture cannot be looked at. One look at it will blind you..."

He rolled up the picture of the Sword God and threw it to Qin Mu: "I'm giving it to you. Use it to ward off evil spirits. If the village chief painted by the deaf man is used to ward off evil spirits, even ghosts and gods will be hard to approach. Don't open it. With your cultivation level, you will go blind if you take a look at it, and you will die! The deaf man's painting skills at that time had not yet reached the divine realm, but the painter was too strong, and you can't bear to see it."

Qin Mu was skeptical, so he put the scroll away and put it in his Taotie bag.

Master Ma said, "The deaf man did meet the village chief, but he respected and admired the village chief. He and the mute had the best relationship in the village. The mute left without saying a word. I guess the deaf man couldn't sit still either, and he would definitely come out to look for him."

Qin Mu was touched. Since he left the village, people from Canlao Village had come out one after another. Although these old men and women said that they didn't miss him, they all left the village for him.

He concentrated on identifying the spiritual medicine that the cripple had "borrowed" from the palace, and thought to himself, "The medicinal materials in the palace are indeed rare treasures, only slightly inferior to those in the medicine garden of the pharmacist grandfather. They are rare spiritual medicines!"

With these elixirs, he already had a prescription in mind to nourish Ma Ye's arms and the lame man's legs. He only needed to go to the Tai Academy's treasury to purchase some auxiliary herbs.