Chapter 5: The Ancient True Man Scripture

  Out of Tongrentang, take a taxi, and soon arrived at Jinxiu Home Garden community.

  Jinxiu Home is a famous high-end community in Gusu City, all of which are small villas with beautiful shapes, and the value of each villa is over 4 million.

  The security guard also recognized Song Jian and did not stop him, allowing him to enter.

  The third zero two building is where Song Jian lives, to be exact, it's where Song Jian and Xu Si live. A month ago, Song Jian became penniless after getting hooked on drugs and ended up homeless, but was taken in by Xu Si.

  After entering the room, Song Jian changed into slippers and carried the heavy medicine powder towards the bathroom.

  The villa is not very large, but it's divided into two floors. Song Jian lives on the first floor and Xu Si lives on the second floor. Each floor has a spare bathroom, so the bathroom on the first floor is only used by Song Jian.

  The bathtub was a thermostatic bathtub that could be heated, and after Song Jian put in the hot water, he poured the medicine into it and turned on the thermostat switch.

  The pungent smell of sulfur spread out thickly.

  Song Jian didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He took off his clothes and, disregarding the sixty-degree water temperature, directly lay down in the bathtub.

  Hot, spicy, stinging...

  Wave after wave of scorching pain like a knife stabbing and burning spread from the skin all over his body to Song Jian's brain.

  Song Jian didn't move, letting the pain bury him.

  "Xiu'er, after I left, are you still okay?" Two lines of hot tears flowed from Song Jian's eyes. Although more than a thousand years had passed, to Song Jian, it seemed like yesterday he was still in the imperial hospital painstakingly refining medicine for the emperor, but today everything has changed and people have become strangers.

  "Sorry, Xiuer, I didn't want to leave you and the children as orphans either, it's really sorry," Song Jian took a deep breath and held back his tears. Xiuer was exactly Song Jian's wife in his previous life.

  "In this life, I won't make that mistake again, nor do I want to live a life of humiliation. Xiuer, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself and live well." Song Jian muttered to himself, knowing he had to thoroughly let go of his past life and fully integrate into this one.

  The surrounding medicine packets wrapped around Song Jian like countless insects, constantly gnawing at his skin.

  Song Jian's face was expressionless as he endured the pain, which was better than numbness. Since he wanted to get rid of his addiction completely, he had to tolerate the corrosive effect of the medicine.

  "It seems that the effect of this potion is quite good, and when combined with the Wuji Qigong method from the 'Ancient True Man Scripture', it should be possible to completely quit the addiction in ten days, and fully recover within twenty days."

  Song Jian secretly let out a sigh of relief, this prescription was actually also seen by Song Jian from the "Ancient True Man Book". The "Ancient True Man Book" was unintentionally found by Song Jian in the dusty corner of the Imperial Hospital's scripture storage room, the entire book was made up of bamboo slips, after Song Jian flipped through it once, those bamboo slips and the cowhide between them all became dry and brittle due to oxidation. Fortunately, Song Jian had a super good memory, otherwise the contents of these three volumes might have disappeared from the world forever.

  "The Ancient True Man Book" is divided into three volumes. The first volume is the Wuji Qigong, the second volume records some ancient medical prescriptions, and the third volume describes alchemy knowledge. Of course, this alchemy refers not to the large medicinal pills of today, but rather the elixirs recorded in "The Ancient True Man Book" have the effect of prolonging life and healing injuries, far surpassing the efficacy of things like Shiquan Dabu Wan or Liuwei Dihuang Wan.

  He had been soaking in the bathtub for five hours, and it was only when the sky grew dark that Song Jian finally climbed out of the bathtub.

  "Ah! Finally, it's much better. The feeling of being a useless person is really not good." Song Jian thought to himself as he quickly grabbed a towel to dry his body, then put on a pair of loose pants and walked out of the bathroom.

  With legs slightly bent and hands turned upwards, Song Jian Guang took off his top and wore only his large pants, then started practicing Wuji Qigong.

  Wuji Qigong is similar to Hua Tuo's Five Animal Play, and also has a similar elegance as Taiji. It can be said that Hua Tuo's creation of the Five Animal Play, as well as later generations' Taiji Quan, must have all been inspired by Wuji Qigong.

  Tigers pounce, apes climb, deer leap, snakes slither, cranes fly, bears sway, mice roll...

  A set of movements was executed by Song Jian with a smooth and flowing motion, in coordination with his breathing technique. After several minutes, a layer of dense sweat had already appeared on Song Jian's body.

  "No way! This project is not going to succeed, and all the researchers' bonuses will be deducted! 700 million has already been invested, and now you're telling me it can't be done? What were you doing earlier?! Just like that, continue researching!" The sound of Xi Si's angry voice came from outside the door, followed by a "creak" as he pushed open the door and walked in.

  In the living room, a pungent smell of sulfur wafted through the air. More importantly, at this moment, Song Jian was wearing this large underwear, rolling around on the ground like a mouse, and in fact, Song Jian was indeed practicing the mouse roll movement.

  "You! Song Jian you're crazy! What are you doing inside the house?!"

  Xu Si covered her nose and shouted, then quickly turned on the central air conditioner and exhaust fan in the room.

  Song Jian finished this set of Wuji fitness exercises, put down his hands, took a few deep breaths, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  Xu Si held a file in one hand and clenched a small Samsung phone in the other, his face frosty as he stared at Song Jian.

  Song Jian nodded towards Xu Si and said: "You're back, I'm detoxing." After finishing speaking, Song Jian ran into the bathroom to wash off the sweat on his body.

  Sweating is itself a method of detoxification.

  "Get out! Are you trying to fool me?" Xǔ Sī gritted her teeth, then ran thumping towards her own room.

  "Grandpa! Why do you have to make Song Jian and me live together?" In the room, Xu Si held her phone and talked to her grandfather on the phone. "The Song family has helped us a lot, so we should help them as much as possible. Why do they have to live together... Ah, he's really annoying me, you don't know, today he made the whole house smell bad and rolled around on the floor... Okay, okay, Grandpa, I'll tolerate him for a while longer... Hmm, you can see that I'm worried, my product is having trouble. Good grandpa, quickly tell me what to do..."

  On this side, Xu Si was coquettishly acting cute towards Xu Haitian when Song Jian had already finished his bath and walked out of the bathroom.

  He patted his own belly, and Song Jiancai suddenly remembered that no one had cooked today. In the past, every time it was mealtime, there would always be a special "auntie" who came to cook, but yesterday, that auntie had gone back to her hometown to take care of her daughter-in-law who was sitting the month after giving birth, so tonight's dinner was left without a plan.

  Song Jian is very hungry now, and he urgently needs a large amount of food to replenish his body.

  Open the refrigerator, there is a lot of food, filling up the entire refrigerator, and they are all cooked dishes.

  He swallowed his saliva, and Song Jian didn't stand on ceremony either. He took out the food, opened the electromagnetic stove, and started bustling about with a clatter. As a good-eating imperial physician in his past life, Song Jian had often sneaked into the imperial kitchen, although his culinary skills weren't great, he had learned a few tricks of the trade.

  Quickly, stir-fried shrimp, fried tripe, steamed chicken, braised pork belly and a large pot of meatball cabbage soup were all ready.

  Fragrance is overflowing everywhere.

  On the second floor, after Xu Si called her grandfather, her mood improved a lot. She then remembered that dinner had not been settled yet, so she changed into a neat and comfortable home dress, put on slippers, and prepared to go downstairs to cook. Although Xu Si would take over the entire Xu family property in the future and become a female strongman, she was still a woman with traditional ideas at heart. She always thought that household chores like cooking and laundry were things she should do herself.

  "Come down and eat, the rice is just right, I was just about to call you," Song Jian said, beckoning to Xu Si on the stairs.

  "Hmm?" Xǔ Sī's nose twitched, and although there was still a hint of sulfur smell in the air, the aroma of the dishes was enough to make her drool instantly.

  The two of them sat down and immediately started eating without hesitation.

  Song Jian was really hungry, he lacked energy severely. For Song Jian, quitting his addiction was the first step, only after quitting his addiction could he strengthen his body and have a strong spirit, only when his spirit was full could he refine the elixir, with those elixirs, Song Jian believed that rebuilding the Song family would be just a matter of waving his hand.

  "Aren't you going to eat this pork knuckle?" Song Jian raised his head and asked, looking at Xu Si.

  Xu Si shook her head, "Too greasy, heavens, we've already had a lot of meat today."

  It was just a short sentence of complaint, but it made Song Jian feel that the woman in front of him suddenly became much more lovely.

  "I'll eat it." Song Jian took the bowl of pork knuckle and started eating in big mouthfuls. A large amount of food was needed to ensure his body had enough energy to expel the poison of Hai and Luo.

  "Ding ding ding......" Song Jian's old Nokia rang.

  Song Jian chewed on his elbow, saw the number, frowned, and still answered, "Hello, what's up?"

  "Haha, Song Da Shao, yesterday didn't go to the hospital to see Song Da Shao, brothers are really uneasy, now, today heard that Song Shao you were discharged from the hospital, we several are planning to celebrate for Song Shao. Tonight, Golden Bright and Brilliant, there is high-purity new goods," came the tempting voice on the phone, the voice was very sharp and a bit feminine.

  Song Jian remembered this voice, and the man's name was Ma Teng. It can be said that Song Jian's relapse after successfully quitting drugs had a great deal to do with this person.

  "Yeah, something else came up recently, can't make it, let's reschedule another day." After finishing the call, Song Jian hung up the phone, furrowed his brow, and thought that once he recovered, he would find those people to clear up some things.

  "My grass, Song Jian didn't come!" Ma Teng slammed his phone on the sofa, and a big-breasted sister wearing a low-cut short skirt next to him was frightened and dared not speak.

  "Ma Ge, what do we do now? Leopard Brother told us to get the thing and kill him, but now we still haven't accomplished it." A slender, pale-faced young master with a greasy face said fearfully beside him.

  "Screw it, even if we can't find anything, killing him is just a matter of minutes. Yesterday I injected him with so much pure stuff and he still didn't die, that guy really has a big life." Ma Teng gritted his teeth, his voice becoming even more shrill, "In a few days when he comes, directly kill him, damn it, my white goods also cost money."