"Shopkeeper, what kind of mo skill does Shopkeeper Su cultivate?”
Guo Furong was very curious. After spending a few months together, she had already adapted to life in Tongfu Inn.
She also knew that Su Xuan was the world-renowned sword grandmaster. After all, Guo Juxia had told her about Su Xuan more than once.
To a certain extent, Guo Furong was also influenced by Su Xuan, which was why she resolutely left the capital and ventured into the martial world.
A few years ago, he sent the Prince of Western Liang out of the pass alone and killed four masters. A few months ago, he forced the Second King of the East Sea Wudi City to retreat with a single sword strike and destroyed half of Wudi City.
At the crossing of the Great River, he fought against four people and killed the experts of the Xuankong Temple, the Internal Court, the Imperial Astronomical Supervisor, and the aristocratic families of the three counties.
Later, he crossed the river by boat and used a withered branch as a sword to break 3,000 pieces of armor.
Each and every one of them shook the world and made countless Jianghu people fascinated.
Guo Furong was one of them. She was determined to become the second Su Xuan and break away from Guo Juxia's influence.
Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. He fell into the Seven Heroes Town in Guanzhong and became a servant at Tongfu Inn.
However, after finding out Su Xuan's identity, Guo Furong could not sleep for the entire night. Unfortunately, he had been in seclusion the entire time, so she did not find a chance to talk to him.
"What mo skill?"
"You're the one who cultivates the demonic arts. Your entire family cultivates the demonic arts."”
"Tong Xiangyu, can you not be so wicked?”
Guo Furong glared at him.
"Guard the door well. I'll go take a look.”
With that said, the shopkeeper went into the inner room. As soon as he entered, he saw Su Xuan sitting cross-legged in the wooden bucket, leaving only his head outside the bottle of medicine.
His white hair was like withered grass, and his face was thin and wrinkled, almost only skin and bones were left.
Who would have thought that just a few months ago, this dying hundred-year-old man was still the famous Su Xuan in his prime?
Tong Xiangyu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn't say anything. She didn't understand. Was practicing martial arts really that important? For the sake of martial arts, he could even give up his life.
Although she didn't understand, she didn't stop or disturb him. She just silently placed the firewood into the stove and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Lao Bai was very sharp, but he didn't say anything. He couldn't help but sigh. If it was him, he definitely wouldn't have the courage.
As Su Xuan absorbed the medicinal effects, the water in the wooden bucket became clear. Lao Bai removed the stopper and let out the waste water before pouring the medicine into the wooden bucket.
During this time, Su Xuan remained motionless. His eyes were closed and his heart was facing the sky. However, he still had a weak aura.
"Shopkeeper, get Big Mouth and Little Guo to chop some firewood.”
Lao Bai continued to add all kinds of precious herbs into the pot as he said to Tong Xiangyu,"Little Su said that this kind of medicinal liquid needs to be boiled for at least nine pots.”
In the woodshed, the few of them were busy chopping firewood with their mouths wide open. Guo Furong felt that it was too slow, so she picked up her axe and started chopping.
The fire in the stove burned more and more fiercely. The pitch-black medicinal liquid in the iron pot was boiling, bubbling and emitting a strange smell.
Inside the wooden bucket, Su Xuan's skin kept bulging and then shrinking, making everyone's heart skip a beat.
"Is this really Manager Su?"
Guo Furong looked at the white-haired old man in the wooden bucket in disbelief. Big Mouth and Xiaobei had similar expressions.
"Could it be that Manager Su suffered serious internal injuries?”
"Don't make wild guesses."
Lao Bai glared at her." I can't explain it to you. Just do what I tell you to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"”
Guo Furong shrunk her neck and didn't say anything else.
"Big mouth, make the fire bigger.”
"Little Guo, go to the pond and get a few more buckets of water.”
"Xiaobei, take Mystic Tiger and guard the door. No one is allowed to enter except for the few of us.”
They kept draining the boiling water in the wooden buckets and pouring in buckets of medicinal liquid. They did not rest until dawn.
Xiaobei couldn't take it anymore. She ran to the side room and fell asleep. Tong Xiangyu, Guo Furong, and Big Mouth's eyes were bloodshot.
"It's time to add the medicine."
Lao Bai drank a mouthful of tea to refresh himself and said.
Guo Furong started to move.
"How many pots is this?"
The shopkeeper asked.
"The ninth pot."
Lao Bai replied.
Snowflakes were already falling outside. The cold wind rolled up the dead branches and leaves, hitting the doors and windows, making banging sounds.
A thin layer of snowflakes accumulated on the branches, bamboo shoots, and flowers. However, at this moment, no one cared about this beautiful scenery.
"Don't you feel that Manager Su's aura is getting weaker and weaker?”
Guo Furong said carefully as she poured the medicine into the bucket.
"Continue pouring."
Lao Bai's tone was unquestionable.
After carrying four buckets, she finally finished pouring the medicine. She extended a finger and slowly reached for Su Xuan's nose.
Then, he suddenly retreated three steps back and crashed into the stove before stopping.
"What's wrong?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly asked.
"No…"
Guo Furong stuttered with a sobbing tone,"He's not breathing."
"Manager Su is not breathing."
"Impossible."
Tong Xiangyu's expression was ugly, and so was Lao Bai's. They walked to the wooden barrel and checked Su Xuan's breathing, and their hands trembled involuntarily.
"How is it?"
The shopkeeper's body was trembling non-stop. His hands were grabbing onto the corner of Bai Zhantang's clothes, and even his voice was trembling.
Lao Bai didn't answer. Instead, he dipped his hand into the medicinal liquid and gently felt his pulse.
"He's not breathing."
He retracted his palm, his face pale.
Tong Xiangyu's strength seemed to have been sucked out in an instant. Her legs went soft and she fell to the side.
"Shopkeeper."
Lao Bai and Guo Furong hurriedly helped her up with their big mouths and pinched her philtrum to wake her up.
"Little Su."
"Oh my brother."
She burst into tears.
"Little Su, don't scare me."
Big Mouth was also mumbling in a daze. Only Old White remained calm. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind and finally stopped at four words.
"Nirvana Realm."
His eyes lit up and he quickly said,"Don't cry first. Little Su isn't dead yet."”
"What do you mean?"
The shopkeeper wiped his tears, his eyes filled with hope.
"Little Su should be in the Nirvana Realm now.”
" To put it simply, it's a fake death," Lao Bai said quickly." There's no breath or pulse. It's supported by the circulation of true qi in the body."”
"Really?"
Tong Xiangyu grabbed his arm and unconsciously squeezed it so hard that Old White grimaced in pain.
"Definitely."
Bai Zhantang nodded. Other than this possibility, he couldn't think of a second possibility.
He did not believe that Su Xuan would reach this stage with his abilities.
"Then should we find a doctor now?”
Guo Furong said hurriedly.
"No need."
Lao Bai shook his head." We can only wait. Little Su said that only by entering the state of nirvana can we completely destroy the original Indestructible Body of Vajra. We can condense the essence into our blood and rebuild our body.”
Only waiting
Everyone could be tired, not only physically but also mentally. However, no one dared to close their eyes.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot as they stared at the lifeless old man in the wooden bucket.
"Little Guo, accompany me to the temple outside the town.”
Tong Xiangyu washed her face with cold water and temporarily suppressed her tiredness and sleepiness."I'll go burn two incense sticks for Bodhisattva."
After saying that, he left the small building with Guo Furong.
"Big Mouth, go buy some food and bring dinner.”
"Xiaobei, keep an eye on him for a while. Wake me up if anything happens."”
He didn't go to his room to rest. Instead, he put on a cotton jacket and hugged it tightly with both hands before leaning against the chair to rest.
The sky was getting dark. Tong Xiangyu and Guo Furong finished offering incense and called Old Xing over. After dinner, they took turns to guard the room.
However, two days and two nights had passed, and Su Xuan still had no breath in the wooden bucket. There were no signs of him waking up, just like an old monk who had passed away.
Their hearts sank to the bottom, even Lao Bai. But they had no other choice but to continue waiting.
After seven or eight days, the snow outside became heavier and heavier. The mountains were white and the rivers were covered in ice. The courtyard and outside were covered in thick snow.
On the martial arts stage, the Mystic Tiger stood up with its hind legs. It waved its two huge front claws and kept hitting the huge stone as if it was spinning a top.
These days, Mystic Tiger had also become a little depressed and listless all day.
Xiaobei was bored out of her mind as she made a snowman at the entrance of the small building. Old White was guarding the kitchen with his big mouth. The shopkeeper and Guo Furong were resting in the guest room.
"Old Bai, shouldn't we make some preparations?”
Big Mouth looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in the wooden bucket. His skin was already beginning to crack. After hesitating for a moment, he still opened his mouth.
"Prepare for what?"
Lao Bai glanced at him.
"Of course, it's to prepare…"
Big Mouth didn't say the word 'aftercare'.
"Let's talk about it later."
Lao Bai shook his head.
"If we wait any longer, the smell will get worse.”
Big Mouth said softly," It's the middle of winter. It's freezing cold. I smelled something bad yesterday. I'm a chef, so I have a keen sense of smell. In a few days, the innkeeper and the others will smell it."
Didn't you see that I didn't even dare to bring the stove in?”
"Even if he's rotten, I want to see him rot here with my own eyes.”
Lao Bai had actually smelled it too, but he still had a little hope in his heart, a little hope.
"Go buy two pots of flowers tomorrow and put them in the room.”
The next day, Tong Xiangyu, Guo Furong, and Old Xing saw the two pots of flowers that suddenly appeared in the room. They roughly understood something, but no one said anything and still stood guard.
However, as time passed, the stench in the room became stronger and stronger. There were more and more flowers placed in the room, but they still could not suppress the smell.
Mystic Tiger simply lay by the wooden barrel day and night. He did not sleep, eat, or drink. It was useless no matter what anyone said.
more than a month passed
On this day, Old Xing asked Manager Tong to take Guo Furong and Xiaobei out for a walk. In the kitchen, there was only Old Bai, Big Mouth, and Old Xing.
"Old Bai, do we still have to wait?"
" This smell is too strong," Old Xing said with a complicated look." If this continues, Little Su might not even be able to get buried."”
Lao Bai walked around the wooden barrel three times before placing his right hand on the old man's back. He slowly injected a trace of true qi into the old man's body. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said resolutely,"Wait."
With this sentence, Old Xing and Big Mouth didn't mention it again. Everyone took turns to guard the small building. No matter day or night, no one had broken through.
Only Mystic Tiger was getting thinner and thinner, but he still refused to eat.
"Mystic Tiger, have some meat."
At night, the shopkeeper and Guo Furong came to the small building and brought out a bowl of fragrant beef. Mystic Tiger took a look and turned his head to the side.
"Eat some, did you hear me?"
Tong Xiangyu looked at the skinny Mystic Tiger and felt her heart ache. She squatted down and gently rubbed its head, comforting it,""Be good and eat the meat. Little Su will definitely be fine.
If he wakes up and sees you starving yourself like this, he'll definitely be angry.”
"Roar!"
The Mystic Tiger closed its eyes and covered its ears with its claws. It continued to lie on the edge of the wooden barrel, not listening, not eating, and not moving.
"Sigh!"
The shopkeeper had no choice but to sigh. Looking at the figure in the wooden barrel, he said faintly,"Little Su, wake up quickly."
She waited until midnight when suddenly, a low voice sounded in the room.
"Is it thunder?"
Guo Furong, who was in a daze, was woken up. She looked around and saw the heavy snow outside.
"Shopkeeper, why are you in a daze?”
She turned around and saw that Tong Xiangyu was motionless, her eyes fixed on Su Xuan.
Guo Furong couldn't help but nudge her.
"Xiao Guo, did you hear a muffled sound just now?”
Tong Xiangyu asked blankly.
"I heard it. It must be someone setting off firecrackers outside.”
Guo Furong replied.
"No."
"The voice seems to be coming from Little Su's body." Tong Xiangyu shook her head.”
"Hurry up and call Old White and the others over."
Guo Furong hurriedly ran out of the small building. Soon, Old Bai, Big Mouth, Old Xing, and Xiaobei all came.
"What's going on? Let me hear it."
Lao Bai came to the wooden barrel.
"Bang!"
When the second sound appeared, Lao Bai heard it clearly. He said in ecstasy,""It's a heartbeat. It's definitely the sound of a heartbeat.”
"It's Little Su's heartbeat."
The few of them did not even dare to breathe loudly. After a while, the third heartbeat sounded, like a cowhide war drum echoing in their ears.
Su Xuan's heartbeat grew faster and louder, breaking the silence of the snowy night like a thunderclap.
It echoed in the sky above Qixia Town for a long time.
"Oh my god, is this really the sound of a heartbeat?”
Tong Xiangyu clicked her tongue.
"Even a tiger's heartbeat wouldn't be this loud.”
Old Xing was also horrified.
"Step back."
Old White said, and the few of them retreated to the door.
"Roar!"
The Mystic Tiger suddenly got up from the ground and roared towards the sky. The huge tiger roar swept up layers of air waves and exploded in the courtyard. The snow trembled non-stop, and the birds and animals within a radius of dozens of miles panicked.
It stood up and placed its front paws on the wooden bucket. Its head was fixed on the old man in the wooden bucket, and its eyes were filled with joy.
"Bang bang bang"
"Bang bang bang"
"Bang bang bang"
The loud noise made them dizzy. The shopkeeper, Old Xing, Big Mouth, and Xiaobei couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands.
Only Lao Bai and Guo Furong, who had internal strength, did not show any abnormal expressions.
After the intense heartbeat continued for more than an hour, it gradually became softer and finally disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.
"What happened?"
The shopkeeper took his hand off his ear and looked at Lao Bai in confusion.
"Don't look at me. I don't know either."
Bai Zhantang shrugged his shoulders, but there was a smile on his face, even though he didn't know what had happened.
However, one thing was certain-Su Xuan was not dead.
"Just wait quietly."
After saying that, Lao Bai stared at the figure sitting cross-legged and waved his hand."Mystic Tiger, come over quickly. Little Su is breaking through. Don't disturb him.”
Although Mystic Tiger was reluctant, he still obediently walked to the door and lay down.
Time passed by, and Su Xuan did not move even until noon the next day.
A violent heartbeat would appear and last for more than an hour before disappearing.
night
The snow was falling and the cold wind was biting. The water in the pond in the middle of the courtyard was gurgling. The snow fell into it and melted in an instant, disappearing without a trace.
The small building was brightly lit. Everyone was sitting on stools in the room, waiting for the figure to wake up.
"Bang bang bang"
A violent heartbeat sounded, like thunder tearing through the wind and snow. After an hour, the sound became weaker and weaker until it returned to silence.
Lao Bai stood up and carefully walked to the wooden bucket. He reached out his hand to probe Su Xuan's nose.
"How is it?"
The shopkeeper hurriedly asked.
"I'm breathing."
Lao Bai grinned.
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