Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor

Zhang Jing had no choice but to stay in the casino and watch people play mahjong.

Luo Yang and Lang Yifeng stepped outside to smoke and casually discuss matters.

The village chief, Xie Runfa, might have spoken to Lang Yifeng before, asking him to close down his gambling establishment.

But the gambling establishment was Lang Yifeng's main source of income; it seemed unlikely he would easily give up this lucrative opportunity.

It was his old line of work.

He was well-practiced and adept at it; making money was easy.

To suddenly ask him to switch professions would be very challenging for him.

As a master, Luo Yang could indeed have a talk with Lang Yifeng.

The two men stood in the darkness, with only the lit ends of their cigarettes flickering in the night wind.

The smoke curled up in the faint light.

Luo Yang decided to start with the topic of tomorrow night's China-Japan martial arts amateur competition. He flicked his cigarette ash and informed Lang Yifeng about it.

In the end, Luo Yang said, "Do you have time tomorrow night? I'd like to invite you to play the drums and cheer us on."

Lang Yifeng exclaimed excitedly, "Master, I have time! Even if I don't, I'll follow you to broaden my horizons."

That competition, named for martial arts amateurs, was in fact a challenge from ninjas specifically coming to confront Luo Yang.

It would be broadcast live by the county television, and the venue would likely have a good number of martial arts enthusiasts as spectators.

This was a great opportunity to advertise for the Jingwu Gate Martial Arts School.

Luo Yang shared his thoughts with Lang Yifeng, who then suggested, "Master, we are descendants of the dragon. What if we embroider a huge dragon on a large flag? Would that work?"

That was a good idea. Luo Yang nodded and said, "Of course, that's possible, but we only have one day to prepare. Can you find someone to do it in time?"

Lang Yifeng assured him, "Master, just leave it to me to handle. One side of the flag will have 'Jingwu Gate Martial Arts School,' and the other side an embroidered golden dragon, right?"

A flag doesn't need to be many, just enough to be useful.

Originally, Luo Yang just wanted to create a lively atmosphere, inviting Lang Yifeng to perform lion dancing or to beat drums.

But after Lang Yifeng's reminder, he thought that having an additional flag embroidered with a dragon wouldn't be a bad idea.

Sine they were going to have a dragon flag, Luo Yang decided to have all his disciples make an appearance in the same attire as the martial arts school's opening: he would don traditional Chinese dress, while his disciples would wear sports attire.

Luo Yang, with a cigarette in his mouth, sent a message to Zhu Li using his mobile phone, asking her to help check Zhang Jing's ID card.

"Master, you're really lucky, about to enjoy something fresh," Lang Yifeng said with a light chuckle.

"There's nothing like that. Don't let your imagination run wild," Luo Yang laughed.

After finishing the discussion about the competition, it was time to talk about Lang Yifeng's gambling establishment.

But Luo Yang wasn't sure how to begin.

The casino was Lang Yifeng's livelihood, and Luo Yang felt a certain guilt about the prospect of smashing that.

However, he had witnessed first-hand how the gambling establishment had harmed many people.

Taking a deep breath and steeling himself, Luo Yang said, "Brother Feng, find something else to do, stop running the casino."

Lang Yifeng suddenly became silent, just taking puffs of his cigarette with a click-click sound.

Without another source of income, he genuinely didn't want to give up the casino.

"I can teach you how to grow medicinal herbs," Luo Yang said calmly.

The Shennong Scripture contained methods for cultivating medicinal herbs.

"Since you've spoken, Master, I'll stop running the casino. Please guide me on another path," Lang Yifeng said earnestly.

"Growing medicinal herbs should be quite profitable. I will teach you to grow some very precious herbs," Luo Yang said. "Starting from tomorrow, your casino will no longer be in operation. Don't joke about it."

"Master, I promise you, I won't treat this as child's play. Master, since our village has wood, why don't we open a lumber shop? That should also make money," Lang Yifeng suggested.

The mention of a lumber shop brought to Luo Yang's mind Piggy, one of the five cronies of the Lin Family.

Shilu Market had a timber trading market where Piggy played the tyrant.

"That's worth considering. Go and find out what you can about the timber market in Shilu Market. After you have a clear understanding, we'll discuss further," Luo Yang instructed.

For an ordinary person, opening a lumber shop in Shilu Market was as difficult as reaching the heavens.

Even Lang Yifeng didn't have the capacity to get past the hurdle of Piggy without Luo Yang's support.

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Piggy had almost monopolized the wood trade business at Shilu Market.

"Master, you know about Piggy, right?" Lang Yifeng asked.

"I know. He wants to play the tyrant, so we'll bring him down," Luo Yang said seriously.

"With you stepping in, Master, there won't be a problem," Lang Yifeng said excitedly.

"Tell the others to switch lines. Starting tonight, the gambling den is closing," Luo Yang instructed.

After their conversation, Luo Yang escorted Zhang Jing back to the Village Office dormitory.

On the way, Zhang Jing asked again when he would teach her high-level Kung Fu, and Luo Yang said it would be very soon.

Back at Qin Piao's residence, the beauties were lining up to bathe.

There was only one bathroom, and taking a bath for a girl wasn't like it was for a boy, who could simply take a bucket of water and pour it over his head to be more or less done.

Each beauty spent about 15 minutes, so it would take over two hours for all to finish.

At that time, everyone was on the first floor, and Luo Yang glanced over, taking a look through their lovely figures with x-ray eyes, feeling greatly invigorated.

"You can also wash by pouring water into the bathtub, right?" Luo Yang said with a smile.

The bathtub was originally intended for medicinal baths.

While saying this, he sat in the tub that An Yuying usually used for medicinal baths.

"What Niu Zai said makes sense," Qin Piao echoed.

But no one wanted to use the tub for bathing because it wasn't placed in the bathroom.

If one were to bathe in the tub, it would be like bathing in public, and the passing beauties could see.

Bathing is a private affair, and being seen by too many people would ultimately be awkward.

When Luo Yang lightly touched the bathtub, Qin Piao laughed and said, "Niu Zai, if you want to bathe in the tub, I'll bring you water, right?"

Luo Yang said with a sheepish smile, "No need. I'm just feeling how smooth it is. This tub is quite slippery."

The beauties present, except for the Shi sisters who had not yet used the beauty stream water and whose skin wasn't as smooth as jade, had tender pinkish skin full of youthful vigor and crystal-clear complexions.

He wondered whether the bathtub was smoother or the beauties' bodies were smoother.

With that thought, he couldn't help but touch the bathtub.

Luo Yang was the last one to bathe, and by that time, it was already past two in the morning.

They were supposed to run in the morning, but with such a late bedtime, it would be no problem for Luo Yang to wake up at six, but the beauties couldn't handle it.

So they had to cancel the plan for a morning run.

The Shi sisters used the beauty stream water when bathing, resulting in skin that was rejuvenated and transformed, and they were thrilled.

Even the usually quiet and reserved Shi Yun's cheeks were glowing with excitement.

There were no more beds available at Qin Piao's house, so the Shi sisters had to share a bed with the other beauties.

But with each bed already having at least two people sleeping in it, the Shi sisters couldn't sleep together, so they split up.

Shi Nan slept in Qin Piao's bed, while Shi Yun went to spend the night in the room where Luo Yang slept.

Upon entering the room and seeing the four beauties and Luo Yang, Shi Yun shyly hung her head and stood behind the door, not knowing which bed to choose.

The two double beds were pushed together.

Luo Yang, An Yuying, and Tang Guihua slept in one; the Shuang Qiao pair in the other.

The two beds could barely accommodate six people.

Seeing Shi Yun standing there timidly, and scanninng her slender yet youthfully curved body, Luo Yang called out, "Sister Xiao Yun, come and sit."

At that moment, Luo Yang was sitting on the bed, patting the edge of it.

Inside the room, the person Shi Yun was most familiar and most trusted was Luo Yang.

When Luo Yang beckoned, Shi Yun slowly walked over to the edge of the bed.

"Sister Xiao Yun, don't be shy, we're all family here. Come up," Luo Yang said, extending his hand to pull Shi Yun's.

Qiao Zai Shui snorted with laughter.

When Luo Yang glanced around, he suddenly felt uneasy.

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