Chapter 338： medical classics

The murder case of District Chief Xu finally came to a conclusion. The date of death detected by the forensic doctor was too strange. It was completely before the disappearance of District Chief Xu.

The forensic doctor listed a lot of scientific evidence, and almost swear to God.

In the end, this turned into an unsolved case, the murderer could not be found, and the clues were even more slim.

The official did not want to have too much influence, and finally closed the case in a hurry, and did not delve into the issue of the date of death, but in the minds of the investigators, this doubt lingered.

Ren Zhenggang and Gu Caiwei firmly remembered this doubt, and even secretly investigated for a long time, but in the end there was no clue at all.

But in any case, this matter has finally come to an end, as for the Xu District Chief's family, it has completely declined.

Xu Fei and Mrs. Xu were used to being domineering and domineering, how could they bear such a gap, Xu Fei dropped out of school and left the city.

But in any case, Yu Yue is safe without a suitor with ulterior motives.

In order to minimize the impact of District Mayor Xu, the government immediately restarted the Shenyin case project, and Gu Ziqing's crisis was easily resolved.

As for those who were on the sidelines, they were once again disappointed, and Gu Ziqing's reputation rose again. However, the salvage work of the Shenyin case was not smooth, and the underwater battle between Yu Mo and the psychic scattered people brought earth-shaking changes to the river.

As for those silver ingots, Yu Mo deliberately hid them, and the salvage personnel didn't have a specific location, so how could there be a harvest for a needle in a haystack.

Yu Mo was not aware of these circumstances. He was busy copying the medical scriptures for Hua Lao. This was something he had promised, and of course he couldn't keep his word.

call!

After he wrote the last word, he breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the thick workbook with a sense of accomplishment.

The medical classics contain a lot of content. It is a comprehensive and profound medical book. Yu Mo copied it down without a word. Looking at the teeny small script, Yu Mo secretly said, "The more I write, the better it looks."

Indeed, his words are strong and powerful, stroke by stroke, like a knife sharpening an axe, with a great sense of power.

This is something he has never been able to compare before.

"My characters have grown a lot, and I haven't practiced them deliberately. How come the changes have changed so much?" Yu Mo whispered.

Ye Qianqian leaned over, snorted, and said in a low voice, "Your words have really changed a lot."

Yu Mo said proudly, "Maybe I will become a calligrapher in the future."

Ye Qianqian rolled his eyes at him and said, "Dream!"

Yu Mo smiled and didn't take it seriously, but he thought in his heart that this change was not accidental, there must be deep-seated reasons.

The only reason could be related to his past life.

He stared at the handwriting, suddenly, a flash of inspiration, a figure appeared in his mind, splashed ink, opened and closed, and the atmosphere was amazing.

"This is my past life."

Yu Mo recognized it at a glance, isn't that person himself?

"The skills of the previous life will come back. This is my previous life skills. Am I a great calligrapher in my previous life?"

Yu Mo's footage about his past life is very few, far less than Ling Yao and Gu Ziqing.

At this moment, a complete fragment appeared, which surprised him greatly. He immediately calmed down and observed it quietly.

The segment didn't last long, and soon disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Yu Mo closed his eyes, he knew that he had undergone some kind of change, he clenched the pen in his hand, the pen moved the dragon and the snake, and the dragon and phoenix danced on the paper.

Ye Qianqian was fascinated by the way he looked, and stared at him intently. When he saw the handwriting written by him, he was stunned and couldn't help exclaiming.

"what……"

This exclamation immediately attracted the attention of others, as well as the teacher on the podium, looking at him with a pair of eyes.

"Ye Qianqian, what's the matter?"

Ye Qianqian lowered his head and said, "It's okay."

"Have a good class."

Yu Mo and Ye Qianqian are a special existence. Because their grades are so good, the teacher basically ignored them.

Ye Qianqian glared at Yu Mo fiercely and complained, "It's all you!"

Yu Mo has opened his eyes and retorted innocently: "I didn't do anything."

"Who told you to draw peach talismans and scribble scribbles." Ye Qianqian said, pointing to the paper under his pen.

Yu Mo looked down, his eyes widened in surprise, where is this ghost-painted peach talisman, this is clearly a very beautiful cursive script.

Yu Mo was overjoyed and finally determined that he had the calligraphy skills of his previous life. This word is the best proof.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? You won't appreciate such beautiful words." Yu Mo rolled her eyes and retorted.

"Hmph, it's useless for ghosts to draw peach symbols!"

Yu Mo didn't care, and put away his calligraphy works and medical scriptures.

After school, Hua Lao was like an ant on a hot pan, waiting impatiently at the school gate, constantly looking around, expecting Yu Mo's figure to appear sooner.

He received a text message from Yu Mo, asking him to come to the school to get the medical scriptures. He was very excited at that moment. He had been looking forward to the medical treatment for a long time, and he could hardly sleep at night.

From a distance, Elder Hua saw Yu Mo and Ye Qianqian. He looked excited and walked up to him quickly.

"Yu Mo, is the medical classics really good?" Hua Lao went straight to the topic, and really didn't have the patience to beat around the bush.

Ye Qianqian looked at the two of them inexplicably and asked, "Elder Hua, why are you here? What are the medical classics?"

Hua Lao stared at Yu Mo with fiery eyes and said, "The Classic of Medicine is a great medical classic."

"How could he have medical books, and still be great?" Ye Qianqian asked back, obviously not believing that Yu Mo would have such strength.

Hua Laoyu said earnestly: "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, only because I am in this mountain."

"What do you mean?" Ye Qianqian stared blankly at Hua Lao.

Hua Lao smiled meaningfully without saying anything.

Yu Mo coughed, handed over a workbook, and said, "Elder Hua, this is the medical classic, take it."

"Medical scriptures?" Hua Lao was startled, stretched out his hands, held the workbook respectfully, and said, "Is the medical scriptures recorded on this?"

"Yes." Yu Mo said lightly.

"How... how does this work? The medical scriptures are so precious." Hua Lao hesitated to say that the medical scriptures were like life to him, but Yu Mo wrote them down in a workbook. This contrast made him feel a hundred times. Intersection, five flavors Chen miscellaneous.

Ye Qianqian has long been accustomed to the bad habit of Yu Mo, so he said: "He has always been like this, and even the very precious martial arts are recorded in the workbook."

Hua Lao rolled his eyes, was speechless, and said angrily, "Okay."

Then, he hurriedly protected the workbook in his palm and asked, "Can I read it now?"

Yu Mo said indifferently: "I have given it to you, of course you can look at it casually."

Hua Lao took a deep breath and said, "It's abrupt, this great book should be bathed and changed, and then read after fasting and burning incense."

Yu Mo smiled bitterly and said, "Why is it so troublesome to use."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Mo opened a page, Elder Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, staring straight at the workbook, breathing quickly.