Chapter 230 Is it you? !
The rain in Wuchang is stagnant but continuous, floating but not scattering.

The drops of water hit the water surface, creating circle after circle of ripples, with a tranquil beauty that is unique to great rivers and lakes.

At a roadside stall, a big-headed monk was eating noodles. The Wuchang noodles were truly unique, different from both cold noodles and soup noodles.

The noodles are cooked to 80% in advance, then taken out and drizzled with sesame oil, turned upside down and cooled for later use. When eating, they are boiled in boiling water and then taken out and drizzled with sesame paste, diced radish, green onions, brine, etc. The noodles are thin, smooth and chewy, and the sauce is rich and delicious. The monk almost swallowed his tongue while eating.

"Boss, have another bowl!"

"Okay! Please wait a moment, Master." The stall owner responded loudly and started to make a second serving for him.

At this time, two more monks came over and sat on both sides of the big-headed monk. One of them began to pour water, and the other whispered, "Deputy Marshal, we received a message that the Minister of Honglu Temple Ou Zanghua came to Wuchang quietly."

This big-headed monk was none other than Zhao Qian, the deputy marshal of the Western Route Army.

His expression remained unchanged as he continued to slurp his noodles, muttering, "It's coming for us!"

“Not necessarily.”

The monk who poured water held the bowl and drank water, his eyes always paying attention to the surroundings: "Because he only brought four people, Zuo Lengchan, Ding Mian, Lu Bai, and Jie Bai. It seems that the people of Huashan Sect asked him to come."

Another monk widened his eyes and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

"I asked him to bribe several disciples of the Beggar Gang and the Cao Gang. I guess he got the information from them!" Zhao Kai wiped his mouth and said calmly.

"That's right," the monk nodded and said, "The deputy marshal is indeed very good at predicting things!"

"Should we get rid of him?"

Another monk suggested quietly: "Getting rid of the Minister of the Honglu Temple will help us to regain our reputation and raise a large army."

Zhao Yan did not speak, but was also thinking about this question. He was a little worried that Ou Zanghua had deliberately released the news so that he could fall into the trap.
But it seems unlikely. The Beggars' Sect disciples are noisy, and the Cao Gang disciples travel everywhere. Even if the leaders of the two gangs came, it would be impossible for everyone to speak with one voice.

"Notify the brothers to stay calm and observe for a while!" When Zhao Kai saw the boss coming over with noodles, he immediately stopped the topic.

The three monks sitting together, eating noodles with big mouthfuls, was a strange sight.

In the next few days, Ou Zanghua stayed in the yard, following Yihe to learn how to suppress the seven strange internal forces and guide them out evenly.

After several simulated training sessions, Ou Zanghua finally started to take action.

In order to increase the success rate, Yihe specially prepared a basin of anesthetic water to stimulate more than 30 numb points on the body to achieve the effect of relieving pain.

So, little Lingsong sat in the bathtub wearing a pair of boxer shorts. Ou Zanghua stood behind him and put one hand on the top of his head. The strong and gentle internal energy entered Lingsong's body through the Baihui acupoint. Part of it suppressed the seven strange internal forces at the same time, and part of it was drawn out, traveling along the eight extraordinary meridians.

Under Ou Zanghua's guidance, the internal force went up from the heel along the Yin Qiao Meridian and Yin Wei Meridian to the waist, and then went down to the heel through the Yang Qiao Meridian and Yang Wei Meridian. During the whole process, the seven internal forces were constantly consumed, converged and integrated.

The first treatment took an entire afternoon. When Ou Zanghua came out, there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Master Ou!"

Zuo Lengchan, who had been watching from outside, saw this and immediately stepped forward to ask, "Do you have any internal energy left?"

"Uncle Zuo, don't worry. I can handle this level of exertion." Ou Zanghua smiled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued, "But I do need to rest for a while."

Yue Lingshan stood aside, looking at Ou Zanghua's slightly tired appearance, and also showed a distressed expression. She said with concern: "Brother Ou, go and rest first! I will call you for dinner later."

"No need for dinner, let's prepare some midnight snacks! Junior Sister Yue, you don't have to call me, I can get up by myself." Ou Zanghua shook his head and turned to go into the next room.

Yue Lingshan thought for a while, then went out to buy some ingredients. She lit a small stove in the kitchen and started stewing chicken soup.

When Ou Zanghua got up to eat supper in the middle of the night, her chicken soup was ready. She came in with the stew pot, put it on the table and said with a smile: "Brother Ou, try it. This is what I learned in Yingtian Prefecture. I stew it for my mother every once in a while. It is very nourishing."

Ou Zanghua looked a little strange. In his mansion in the capital, the tonics almost filled up an entire room.

"Yes, Brother Ou, please try it!" Yue Lingshan looked at Ou Zanghua with bright eyes, urging him in a cute and naive tone.

"it is good"

Ou Zanghua filled a bowl, took a sip and said, "It has a mellow taste and is very delicious. By the way, Master Zuo and Tuotuo should try it too!"

As he spoke, Ou Zanghua filled three bowls and handed one to Yue Lingshan, saying, "Junior Sister Yue worked hard to make the soup, so you need to replenish yourself."

Yue Lingshan nodded happily, and then she saw the bowl on the table disappeared. She was stunned and looked carefully, only to find that there was another person in the room.

"Ah! This is the one."

"This is Tuotuo, my bodyguard." Ou Zanghua looked at Yue Lingshan who was frightened and felt a sense of joy as if his prank had succeeded.

Tuotuo drank the soup expressionlessly, speechless about her young master's bad taste.

On the second day, Ou Zanghua continued to suppress and guide Lingsong's internal energy, then walked out with a look of excessive exhaustion, went back to his room to sleep, and had a midnight snack in the evening.

The same thing happened on the third, fourth, and fifth days.

Zhao Qian and others gradually found the street next to the courtyard and waited patiently for several days. Finally, they were able to confirm that Ou Zanghua really came to Wuchang to help others treat their injuries.

What they need to do now is to lure away Zuo Lengchan, who has the strongest martial arts skills. The remaining Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Jie Bai, and the disciples of Huashan Sect are not to be feared at all.

So, they spent two days gathering more than a hundred brothers scattered across Wuchang City, preparing to make a big move the next night.

However, just as they were making careful plans, an army of a thousand men had surrounded the entire street, and two hundred muskets had been loaded, waiting to be ignited.

There were two knocks on the wooden door.

Zhao Kai was stunned for a moment, then he winked and asked his subordinates to open the door.

With a "creak", the old wooden door opened and Ou Zanghua walked in with Zuo Lengchan and Tuotuo.

Zhao Yan stood up instantly: "It's you?!"

"it's me."

(End of this chapter)