[Old lunar calendar, May 29th.

It is appropriate to marry, to seek heirs, to receive wealth, to be forgiven...

Avoid acupuncture, seek medical treatment, burial, encoffining...]

Standing in front of the old calendar, the gray-haired young man was thinking. His long hair was simply combed into a long braid and fell down around his waist. His bangs were parted and hanging down on both sides. He was wearing a slim-fitting black outfit.

The tiger-backed and wasp-like waist is slightly stooped. Although the body shape is moderate, neither tall nor short, the proportion of the legs appears to be slightly longer.

The young man was born with a good skin, sword-shaped eyebrows and fox eyes, a straight nose, lips as red and plump as bows looking up to the moon, and was half heroic and half feminine. Although his face was only in his twenties, there was an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.

Behind him were medicine cabinets. The smell of various herbs was mixed together, which was a little uncomfortable, but he was used to it.

He thought for a long time, crossed out the [taboo] column with his pen, and then started writing again. His writing was elegant and smooth, but the words he wrote were unexpectedly square, with both running script and regular script style.

When everyone comes to calligraphy, they have to praise me for my good calligraphy.

But I saw that the words he wrote vaguely resembled a couplet, but the format was wrong.

On the left is written [Feudal superstition is not advisable], on the right is written [My destiny is up to me and not up to God]

And the horizontal mark in the middle is like four characters with silver hooks and iron paintings.

[No taboos].

In the lower left corner is written [Putting pen to paper—Qin Shen and Fu].

It is now the Great Jing Dynasty, and the Heavenly Guard has been in power for eighty years.

Since the founding of the dynasty by Jing Gaozu Xia Yi, the Dajing Dynasty has lasted for eight hundred years. Eighty years have passed since the current emperor Jing Wuzong Xia Min ascended the throne at the age of forty.

This ancient dynasty does not correspond to the history before the ups and downs of the Qin Dynasty, but the language and customs are extremely close. The only difference is that this world is not that simple.

Some people think that China is peaceful and the people are singing and dancing, and as long as they can't see the dire straits, they can whitewash the peace.

But only the common people know that deep in water and hot in fire.

Although we try our best to block the existence of evil spirits, there are still victims.

This caused headaches to the civil and military officials in the court, and also caused the officials of Zhen Yesi to break their legs.

However, the Luojing Imperial Capital was relatively peaceful, and Qin Shenfu could only say that this time-travel start was a blessing among misfortunes.

Those dangers seemed to be far away from the Luojing Imperial Capital. It seemed that there was no danger, but there seemed to be danger.

With a cold face, he opened the door panel and opened the door of his medical clinic.

Do you think he really wants to be a watchman? No, he is just a watchman who does not do his job and opens a medical clinic and only signs in at the medical clinic.

There are pairs of doors hanging on both sides of the hospital.

[Take a sip of your true energy and drink the water from the Yellow Spring;

Play three wild songs and shake the Yama Palace to the ground.]

The horizontal mark is the plaque of the medical clinic, which is called "The Sorrow of the King of Hell".

Sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the main hall, he tapped his feet on the large desk. On the desk were pens, ink, paper, inkstones, needle bags and other items, arranged neatly and without any sense of clutter.

He twisted the cigarette rod, tapped the pot, dusted out the ash, dug out some tobacco leaves, and then smoked the cigarette holder. The flame ignited slightly and made a slight sound.

In the puffing clouds, thick white smoke dispersed.

A slight cough sounded, Qin Chenfu moved the cigarette rod, and looked at the woman in front of him who was about to cry.

"Zui Chun Lou Xiao Taohong? Seeing a doctor?"

"Sir, do you still remember me?" Xiao Taohong's watery apricot eyes showed exhaustion, but she managed to smile.

She looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. If she hadn't been working as the laughing sister Yao'er in Zuichun Tower, she would probably be enjoying her hard-earned youth now, right?

Qin Chenfu looked Xiao Taohong up and down.

"Every piece of skin on your Zuichunlou was painted by me. How could I not recognize you? Your almond-blossom eyes are my proud work."

Qin Chenfu laughed, straightened his posture, and looked at Xiao Taohong, slightly surprised.

"you are pregnant?"

After looking, hearing, and asking, Qin Shenfu had already obtained Samadhi, but he could detect pregnancy without taking his pulse. Such skill was rare at his age.

He frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

"Yes, sir, my mother doesn't know yet. I want to keep him. Can you please give me a way to keep him safe?" Xiao Taohong knelt down in front of the desk.

She kept kowtowing, and there was a dull sound on the ground paved with blue bricks. Her smooth forehead quickly became red and swollen, and there were a few more strands of blood.

But Qin Chenfu didn't get up, he just looked at the scene in front of him with interest and laughed, that smile was quite bad, he said while laughing.

"Do you still want to keep this child? Do you want this child to be born in a restaurant? Boys can only be turtles, and girls can only be like you. If this boy is good-looking, I am afraid he will also be favored. Such a fate for you

Don’t you think it’s unfair to him? So I advise you to abort it as soon as possible. I can help you abort it painlessly. It only requires three injections. While the child is still young, what do you think?”

Xiao Taohong stroked her belly blankly and struggled, but in the end she made a choice.

"Sir, I...I still want to keep this child..."

Xiao Taohong said gently but firmly.

Seeing this, Qin Shenfu nodded, his expression returned to calm, he flicked his fingers three times, and three needle-like energy fell on Xiao Taohong's body.

After taking a sip from his cigarette holder, he wrote out a prescription, stood up, helped Xiao Taohong up, and then handed the prescription to Xiao Taohong.

"Follow the prescription and drink it once every three days for six times. The child will not be ill after birth, nor will it miscarry while you are picking up guests. If you really don't know where to send him, then teach him

Read and write, and send me here to be a medicine boy after I turn six." He said with a slight pity in his tone.

After Xiao Taohong listened to Qin Chenfu's words, Xinghua's eyes were filled with moisture, but she still wiped her eyes and kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you sir for your kindness!"

She wanted to strike again, but was stopped.

"Go back and rest early." Qin Chenfu helped Xiao Taohong up and sent her out of the hospital.

It happened to be a busy time, and those talkative women and talkative men saw Xiao Taohong coming out with a medicine bag and started chatting.

There were a lot of pointing and pointing sounds all around. Qin Chenfu's face darkened slightly, as if a layer of frost had appeared on his face. He glanced over with cold eyes and could only hear his loud voice.

"If you keep talking nonsense, you either don't come to see a doctor here, or be prepared to not be able to talk after seeing a doctor."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar and silence, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Very good." He smiled contemptuously and returned to sit on the Taishi chair.

He also held a storybook novel in his hand, titled "The Story of the Punisher", and the author was Mr. Liu Quan.

This is a strange novel about the Great Jing Dynasty, but in addition to using ghosts and metaphors to point out the evils of the times, it also incorporates some methods of self-rescue and self-protection for ordinary people in the face of various evil spirits. At the same time, because of its content

The weirdness made it a big hit.

In other words, this is actually a "Liao Zhai" from another world.

After watching it for a while, I counted the time and thought silently in my mind.

【System, clock in.】

[Checking in successfully, daily tasks refreshed...]

This is his golden finger, a system that has the function of clocking in, issuing tasks, and giving rewards. Its full name is [Qin’s internal universal sign-in and clock-in system version 0.1.]

You can clock in early in the morning and clock in late in the evening; you can clock in early in the morning or clock in late in the evening.

It’s almost the same as the social life of the previous life, but a little better, after all, it’s a nine-to-five job.

Checking in twice a day will give you basic rewards; completing daily tasks will give you additional rewards.

The former is called basic salary, and the latter is called performance.

In his previous life, he worked hard to make money without caring about his health, but who knew he was suffering from advanced gastric cancer. In order not to burden his family, he chose to commit suicide.

After leaving his suicide note and savings, he specially chose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to die. He did not want to disturb others, nor did he want to be disturbed by others.

Before he died, he also fantasized about the afterlife.

If there is an afterlife, if he wants to let himself go, at least... he must live a healthy life. It would be better if he could fish.

Fortunately, he traveled through time and has the system.

But the bad news is that he is a clone similar to the original body. Although he has the memories of the past,...

He wanted to be separated from his true nature, he was who he was, so he changed his name to Qin Shenfu.

The rewards for daily check-in are randomly one to three days' worth of Taoxing and silver coins ranging from ten taels to one hundred taels, and there is a small chance of some elixirs.

The rewards for weekly check-in are some magic, martial arts, strange techniques, secrets, etc., but the level is not very high; they are also accompanied by some insightful books such as strange stories, etc., and there is a small chance that some one-time consumption props will be given.

The rewards for monthly check-in are upgraded versions of those spells and martial arts, or some exercises or inherited skills and items. There is a small probability of getting some natural talents, and an even smaller probability of getting some... identities or 'positions'.

He hasn't received the reward for punching in this year yet, but it will be soon. After all, he only traveled through time on May 29th a year ago.

After punching in tonight, it means perfect attendance.

How could the life of a social animal in the previous life give the system the happiness of being a social animal?
To be continued...