Wang Changming, is a very handsome young man with long black hair, very fair skin, and very handsome features. He dressed in light green and white outfit, carrying a medicine box, walked side by side with an old man. It was almost noon, and they found a group of people sitting in a pavilion on the roadside not far from them.
Wang Bo walked slowly behind Wang Changming and said, "Gongzi, there are already too many people sitting in the pavilion. Would you like to choose a different place to rest?"
Wang Changming smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure they are just ordinary citizens fleeing the war." He stopped and waited for Wang Bo. "As long as you don't disturb anyone, we should be fine. Lao Wang, if you don't like to be close to them, we can sit by those trees." He pointed to a place under the tree. A dirty beggar had already sat down.
Wang Changming and Wang Bo sat not too far from the young beggar. Wang Changming took out his own bag, took out a plain bun, and handed it to Wang Bo. When Wang Changming was about to bite his bun, he saw a little girl staring at him. He stood up, walked to the pavilion, and handed the plain bun to the little girl.
Wang Changming smiled and said, "Xiao meimei, here…"
The little girl reached out and took the bun. Wang Changming smiled, and was about to walk away, but the little girl grabbed Wang Changming's hem. She pleaded, "Gege, can you give some for my parents too."
Wang Changming reached into the bag, grabbed two more buns and handed them to the little girl. Immediately afterwards, the other ten people stretched out their hands and stepped forward to beg Wang Changming. Wang Changming reached into his bag and handed everyone a bun. He walked back and sat down. He reached into the bag, only one bun was left. He grabbed the bun and handed the last bun to the young beggar who was sitting not far away.
The beggar grabbed the bun and looked at Wang Changming. He thanked Wang Changming and began to eat his bun.
Wang Bo glanced at Wang Changming and said, "Gongzi, where's your bun?" Wang Changming smiled at Wang Bo and folded the bag. "Did you give them all the buns?" He shook his head. "You always do that. Take mine." He handed the bun to Wang Changming.
Wang Changming smiled and pushed the bun back to Wang Bo, "Lao Wang, they need it more than me. You need it more than me." He handed Wang Bo the leather bota. "Eat quickly."
Wang Bo frowned, "Why do you always treat people you don't know so well?"
Wang Changming said, "You never know, when the person you have helped before will come back to help you. Being kind to others makes me happy."
Wang Biming frowned, "Gongzi, should we give up and go home?"
Wang Changming sighed, "There is still one Mu family left."
Wang Bo looked at Wang Changming and said sadly, "Gongzi, they are all retired imperial doctors. Do you think they will help us?"
Wang Changming said, "If we don't walk into the tiger's den, how are we going to catch their cubs."
Wang Bo said, "I just don't want to see them..." He lowered his voice. "I just don't want them to look down on you and treat you badly..."
Wang Changming said, "If they treat me badly but accept me, I don't mind."
Wang Changming and Wang Bo had enough rest before they got up and picked up their bags. The beggar suddenly said, "Take this. It's going to rain." He handed Wang Changming an umbrella.
Wang Bo looked at the beautiful clear sky. He said, "Are you sure it's going to rain little beggar? The weather is really good today."
The beggar said, "It will rain before the sunset."
Wang Changming took the umbrella and said, "Thank you, xiongtai."
When they found the last Mu Manor, it was already raining. Wang Changming and Wang Bo stood in front of Mu Manor in the rain holding an umbrella. After a long time standing in the rain, the door finally opened.
Mu He walked out and said, "Wang gongzi, please go back. Mu gongzi is not home. Lao Furen is unable to accept your request. Please go back."
Wang Changming said, "Please let me met with Mu Furen."
Mu He said, "Even if you meet with Lao Furen, she can't make any decisions. All decisions are made by da gongzi."
Wang Bo asked, "When will da gongzi return?"
Mu He, "No one knows. He went on an adventure. The return date is unknown."
Wang Bo asked, "Then let us meet with Mu er gongzi."
Mu He, "Er gongzi is not home at the moment."
Wang Bo, "When will he come back?"
Mu He, "Seven to thirty days. I don't know."
Wang Bo turned to Wang Changming, "Gongzi, are you waiting for one of them to come back?"
Wang Changming asked Mu He, "If they come back, will you tell us?
Mu He, "I'm sorry, according to Mu family's rules, we are not allowed to do this."
Then a loud and low voice called, "Lao He…"
Wang Changming and Wang Bo turned to look at the wet beggar they met at the roadside pavilion earlier today.
Wang Bo, "It's him."
Mu He quickly gave way to the beggar. He said worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"
The beggar laughed, as if he was enjoying the pain. He asked, "Ah Lan, where is he?"
Mu He said, "Er gongzi left about five days ago. You go in first, and I will find a yisheng."
The beggar grabbed Mu He's hand and said, "What are you doing? Have a yisheng come over and treat my wounds, will be a slap on ours face. Forget it. I'll wait for Ah Lan." He began to walk towards the door.
Mu He hurriedly followed, "Gongzi… but..."
Wang Changming quickly gave way to Mu He and said, "I can treat his wounds."
The beggar sneered and looked at Wang Changming. He asked rudely, "Who the hell are you anyway?" He walked through the door. "Lao He kick them out."
Wang Changming was taken aback by the rude voice, but he knew that this was his last chance to learn the Mu's acupuncture technique. He pushed himself forward past Mu He and he politely said, "Wang Changming...my name is Wang Changming."
Wang Bo said, "Don't pretend to forget us. Today we met in a pavilion on the side of the road. You gave us this umbrella."
Wang Changming, "You are…"
The beggar laughed in a rough voice louder than the sound of then rain. He said, "I'm sorry. My fault. I was too focused on my last opponent, I really didn't pay attention to anyone." He walked into the Mu Manor. "Lao He, let them in."
Mu He, "Yes gongzi." He turned to Wang Changming and Wang Bo. "This way please." Mu He slowly walked in front of Wang Changming and Wang Bo, leading them into a small guest house. Mu He opened the door.
Wang Bo asked, "Housekeeper Mu, why is this Mu family different from the other Mu households we pervious visited."
Mu He asked, "Is there a difference?"
Wang Bo, "The other house we visited was very luxurious."
Mu He said, "There is no such thing in this house."
Wang Bo, "Why is that?'
Mu He, "Because er gongzi is not a lavish individual, and also er gongzi doesn't care much about fame." He sighed. "You have seen it with your own eyes... da gongzi, the master of our Mu family, loves martial arts, not medicine."
Wang Bo asked, "What about the beggar, what is his title in this house?"
A maid ran in and said in a panic, "Lao He, hurry up. Master Yu can't stop the bleeding. We need a yisheng now."
Mu He stood up, "You stay here to serve these two guests." He rushed out of the room.
Wang Changming asked, "Is someone hurt?"
Maid, "Yes."
Wang Changming asked, "Is the person who came just now the one who needs help?"
Maid, "Yes…are you a yisheng?"
Wang Bo said, "Yes he is."
Maid, "Please help our gongzi."
Wang Changming grabbed his medicine box. He said, "I can help."
The servant smiled and brought Wang Changming and Wang Bo to a large room. A servant was cleaning the wound on the bagger and Mu He was nowhere to be found.
Wang Changming walked to the servant and took off the towel on the injured right thigh. He said, "I need hot water and a lot of clean towels." He looked at the beggar. "Please take off your pants."
The beggar exclaimed, "What?"
Wang Changming said, "Da ge, if you don't take off your pants, how can I stitch up the wound for you?"
Wang Bo said, "Everyone, go out and close the door for this young man's privacy." The servant and the maid left the room, leaving Wang Bo and Wang Changming alone. "Please take off your pants and let my gongzi see your wound."
The beggar laughed, took off his pants, and sat back on his chair. He looked at Wang Changming, who had already started to clean his wounds. He asked, "Hey, what's your name?"
Wang Changming said, "I told you just now, have you forgotten it?"
The beggar smiled and said, "I'm sorry...I didn't pay attention before, but now you got all my attention."
Wang Changming continued to clean the wound and said, "Wang Changming and you."
The beggar chuckles and said, "Mu Jiao Long."
Wang Changming looked up, "Mu Jiao Long, the master of this household?"
Mu Jiao Long smiled at Wang Changming and said, "Yes." His eyes were still fixed on Wang Changming.
Wang Changming smiled and said, "I'm sorry."
Mu Jiao Long was confused, "What?" Then he felt a sharp pain in his thigh. "Ah..."