Sun Lang was a self-disciplined person, a moral person, and a person who had broken away from vulgar interests.
He was probably the person who understood the phrase "men and women should not touch each other" the most in the world.
Therefore, even though he couldn't ignore the crying girl, he couldn't hug her either. Because …
"You're crying like this, and you still dare to hug me. Do you want to cry down there too?"
Sun Lang shook his head and sighed. He looked around and found a tree stump not far away. The ranger's eyes lit up. He walked to the tree stump and kicked it. Half of the tree stump exploded and jumped into the air. He caught it in his hands.
Sun Lang, who had successfully destroyed the greenery, held the tree stump and handed it to Sima Ping. "Lu Tihe's pillow. Hug it and cry."
Sima Ping did not know whether to laugh or cry. She hugged the tree stump and asked, "Who is Lu Tihe …"
"He's a good man who uprooted a weeping willow. He's a monk who broke his vows." Sun Lang raised a finger. "Haven't you heard of him?
He didn't practice good deeds in his life. He only liked to kill and burn. Suddenly, he broke the golden rope and broke the jade lock here. Hey, the tide on the Qiantang River came. Today, I know who I am … "
The little girl was not educated. She was sad and did not hear clearly. She asked weakly, "What does that mean …"
Sun Lang thought for a moment and nodded. "The general meaning is that although I have bad karma, tattoos, love to find trouble, drink and eat meat, rob houses, kill and burn, gather people to rebel, and destroy greenery, I know that I'm a good boy."
"You talk so strangely …" Sima Ping smiled through her tears. She wiped her tears, but then she remembered something sad and sighed. "But you're just like my master. You always like to say things that I don't understand. I'm just a child …"
"It's precisely because he knows that you're a child that your master refuses to teach you the Godly Knife Technique. You little girl, look, look …" Sun Lang said earnestly, "Come on, I'm in a good mood today. Let's talk about life. What did your master say to you?"
With a sobbing tone and sniffling, Sima Ping finally managed to roughly repeat what her master had said to her. She then wiped her tears and said, "Tell me, is Master bullying me?
I haven't even practiced medicine yet, and you're already saying that I'll definitely kill someone … "
"Aren't you talking nonsense …" Sun Lang snorted. "If you went down the mountain to practice medicine, from the beginning to the end, not a single person died, and all of them were cured. Then, why did you learn your master's Divine Knife Technique?"
"… I want to learn it because I can't cure it!"
Sima Ping pouted and said, "Master is so unreasonable. Why do you want me to kill a hundred people before teaching me?
If you teach me now, those hundred people won't have to die, right? "
Sun Lang shook his head and laughed. "What do you think the Godly Knife Technique is?"
"What else can it be?" Sima Ping asked curiously. "Isn't it a medical skill to cure illnesses and save people?"
"It is and it isn't …" Sun Lang smiled playfully. "Although your master didn't clearly tell me what his so-called Godly Knife Technique is, I can still guess a few things … Little girl, if you think that the so-called Godly Knife Technique is a kind of advanced and complete medical skill, then you're gravely mistaken …"
Sima Ping was even more curious. "What exactly is the Godly Knife Technique?
Could it be that it's a very powerful martial art that has medical effects? "
"Do you think this is the Sunflower Treasure Book …" Sun Lang rolled his eyes. "Not only can it cultivate martial arts, but it can also provide some kind of medical service?"
"What exactly is the Godly Knife Technique?"
"Forget it, if I tell you now, it will only do more harm than good. Not only will it be useless, it will also disturb your mind."
Sun Lang shook his head and said, "If you want to learn, then do as your master wants. When the time comes, he will naturally show you what the Godly Knife Technique is. If you don't want to learn, then there's no need to know what it is … You won't be able to sleep well at night."
Sima Ping blinked her eyes and nodded her head, not understanding. Then she reacted and said, "Isn't it the same as not saying anything?"
Sun Lang dug his nose and snorted. "I'm here to discuss life, not to reveal spoilers."
"Even if it's a discussion about life, you didn't say anything useful!"
Sima Ping shouted. "At least come and comfort me, at least talk about some reason, at least express some beautiful wishes, at least strengthen my confidence!"
"… Okay, okay, little brats are troublesome."
Sun Lang walked in front of Sima Ping and squatted down. He stared into the girl's eyes until the girl turned her head away because she was shy. Then he said softly, "Remember, little girl, when you feel sad, sad, and lonely, then touch your chest and tell yourself …"
He glanced at the girl's chest, which was so flat that it could be used for figure skating, and nodded. "Tell yourself … You are a boy, and you have to be strong …"
"… Go to hell!"
Sima Ping was furious. Silver light flashed in her hand, and a few silver needles appeared. She stabbed them toward Sun Lang. The paladin jumped up and laughed. "Little girl, your master wants you to go down the mountain and kill 100 people to let you personally understand the meaning of the existence of a doctor. You have to choose your own path, and you have to walk it yourself. What's the use of other people's words?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled. She looked at Sun Lang. "Hey, you are very familiar with my master, right … He is a very, very good doctor, right?"
Sun Lang stopped, and a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he nodded and said softly, "Your master … His moral standards and moral integrity are extremely low. He is a failure, and you can't be friends with him. Sometimes, he is cold-blooded and rational to the extreme, and has no human feelings. He is the kind of person who will do whatever he wants to do. He is a martyr, a madman. I don't like him, but …"
The paladin raised his head and looked at Sima Ping. "But there is one thing that I have always believed. He is a good doctor … A very, very good doctor. I admire him very much."
"Is that so … That's good."
Although she was a little angry and dissatisfied with Sun Lang's previous words, Sima Ping's expression softened after hearing his final evaluation. The girl was silent for a moment, and a smile bloomed on her face again. "Since master is a very, very good doctor, then as his disciple, what reason do I have not to inherit his mantle?"
Sun Lang shook his head and smiled. "Have you made up your mind?"
"Maybe … But not now. Anyway, master did not set a time limit …" Sima Ping smiled. "Also …"
She made a face at Sun Lang. "You speak as if you are so great, you are really shameless … You firmly believe that master is a good doctor, but what's the use of that?
Wait until the whole world thinks that master is a good doctor, then he will be a real good doctor … "
After saying that, the girl skipped away … It seemed that her mood had improved.
Sun Lang looked at the girl's back and smiled.
If the whole world thinks that your master is a good doctor … Then it will have to be at least fifty years later.
Also, silly girl, of course it will be useful. If I didn't believe that your master is a good doctor, then he would have been cut into pieces five years ago …