Shaohua is Junqing

Chapter 150

Shanzhou camp recruiting office.

"What is your name?"

"Mo Yu."

"You look so thin, what can you do?"

"Although I can't do physical work, I know a little bit about medicine and can treat the wounded. I can treat common headaches, fevers, knife wounds, sword wounds, etc."

"Can you really cure diseases?"

"Really? You see, I carry all kinds of medicine for injuries with me." He then opened the cloth bag he was carrying and showed it to the sergeant in front of him. There were many bottles of different sizes in the bag.

"Bring me your identity documents."

"Okay." Siyu took out the document and handed it over.

This identity document was specially made for Siyu for her convenience when she traveled with the emperor before, and it is now useful.

"This is the camp entry token. You must keep it safe and don't lose it. Otherwise, if it is discovered, you will be punished by military law."

"Don't worry, sir. I will keep this token safe."

"Okay, go back and pack your things. Report to the Shanzhou camp within three days. If you are late, you won't be able to enter, and your token will be taken back."

"I'll remember that. Thank you, sir."

"next."

Siyu was very happy to get the token to enter the camp and was about to leave.

"This is a matter of life and death. Do you think that this is enough?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him, deep, heavy and extremely majestic.

Siyu turned around and saw a man in a brown-grey long gown, a bamboo hat on his head, and a sword in his arms. The bamboo hat covered his eyebrows and eyes, so he couldn't see clearly, but the long beard on his chin moved in the wind, and his whole body exuded an ethereal aura. Siyu knew at first sight that this man was not simple.

"Senior, you are a hermit and an sage. I am willing to follow you and listen to your teachings." As he said this, he bowed and saluted the man respectfully.

"You are a teachable boy." The man stroked his beard, "Since you are willing to follow me, you must take me as your teacher."

"Master, please accept my disciple's greeting." Siyu knelt on the ground without saying a word and kowtowed three times.

The man was slightly startled. He didn't expect that he would respond so readily. "Hurry up."

"Thank you, Master."

"What's your name?"

"My disciple's name is Mo Yu."

"My teacher's surname is Wei, my name is Zong Yao, and my medical skills are inherited from the martial arts school."

"Martial Medicine Sect, I don't travel around the martial arts world, so I know very little about martial arts sects. Please don't blame me, Master."

"That's fine. As the name suggests, Wuyi Sect specializes in both martial arts and medicine. The two complement each other."

"Master, are you going to the military camp too?"

"That's right. The soldiers on the front line are fighting bravely. Since I have learned medical skills, I should devote myself to the army and help."

"Well, although I am small and weak, I am willing to follow Master and do my part."

"It's good to be aware."

"Master comes from a martial arts and medical school, and he carries a sword with him. I guess Master must be an expert."

"I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, specializing in swordsmanship. I have reached a first-class level in swordsmanship. I am not bragging, but there are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass the long sword in my hand." Wei Zongyao stroked his beard, his tone unable to conceal his pride and complacency.

"How amazing! Unfortunately, I have never learned martial arts, so I cannot inherit Master's legacy."

"You are indeed past the best age to practice martial arts, but I will still teach you some breathing techniques. You should practice more often to strengthen your body. In addition, our unique skills are not only martial arts, but also the best medical skills in the world. There is no age limit for learning medicine. I will do my best to teach you."

"Thank you, Master. Although I have no other specialties, my memory is still very good."

"Yeah, that's good. By the way, do you really know how to treat injuries, or are you just trying to fool around?"

"Master has a keen eye, and I dare not lie to you. It is true that I want to join the military camp, and the medicine for injuries is also real. Before coming here, I read a few medical books, and I know that minor illnesses and injuries can be cured."

"You are willing to tell me the truth, which shows your sincerity. I will definitely accept you as my disciple."

"You have decided to become my disciple as Master."

"Hahaha." The laughter was hearty and deep. "Interesting. I haven't encountered such interesting things and people in many years."

"Master, you will definitely not lose out by accepting me as your disciple."

"Okay, go back and pack your things first, then report to the camp. I have something else to do. See you in the camp then."

"Yes, disciple, I obey."

Wei Zongyao really had something to do and just happened to pass by here and ran into Mo Yu who was trying to get away with it. He originally just wanted to stop him and the talk of becoming his disciple was just a spur of the moment, but he didn't expect that the other party would take it seriously. After a conversation, he was quite satisfied with this new disciple, which was a pleasant surprise.