Yan Xi held on for a while and saw that the group of doctors, nurses and security guards were really trying hard to study Yun Jizi's Qing Gong manual. He quickly hid in the Sanqing Hall and tried to meditate to heal his injuries.
He doesn't know this skill, he just thinks that the internal skills in the novel can heal injuries. At least the first level of Snow Mountain Breathing Technique has a "5%" cultivation level. It would be useless if he doesn't try it.
Yan Xi has practiced the Snow Mountain School breathing technique twice.
Taoist Yanxi, the true master, has never practiced even once.
He originally thought that they were almost the same, but he didn't expect that the fat and big Taoist priest was just cheating. He secretly used the introductory mental skills of the Snow Mountain Sect. After meditating for just a moment, the ray of coolness penetrated three acupoints in a row, giving rise to a slight chill, and the true energy was vaguely there.
The shape.
Yan Xi was surprised and happy. He remembered that the newly awakened talent on the character card panel was "accumulate and develop". He suddenly woke up and thought to himself: "It turns out that this is what accumulation is all about!"
"Isn't he just like Guo Jing?"
"In the beginning he was as wise as a fool, but later he was invincible in the world!"
He meditated for two hours, and the Snow Mountain School breathing technique made great progress, from "5%" on the first level to "7%".
Yan Xi was about to work hard when he suddenly heard a long laugh in the distance. The laughter was soft, smooth and sweet. It sounded like it was one or two kilometers away, but it could be transmitted far away and could be heard clearly everywhere in the Taoist temple.
Chu.
He jumped up and thought to himself: "Didn't Yun Jizi and Liang Mengchun both come here? Why is there another big enemy?"
The words in the air were slightly changed, and a story line was inserted: the poisonous concubine Yan Zisu was seriously injured by Taoist Jiuhe, and she recovered from her injuries for several days. After all, she refused to give up the swordsmanship of the Xueshan School, and returned to Xuanlou to visit, met Yanxi, and saw him
With a majestic body, he was captured alive, fed to dragons and tigers, and died.
Yan Xi was horrified and thought: "According to the original storyline, Yuechi and I were brutally murdered. If Yan Zisu comes now, he will definitely gain nothing and have no chance to meet."
"I changed my fate twice against fate, and actually got another death story line, and it was a very dishonorable death."
"This character card... has a lot of bad fates!"
Yan Xi's mind was racing, and he hurriedly took off the blood-stained robe and put it on any doctor if he wanted to, but his conscience was still there and he didn't want to harm people's lives.
Besides, since both parties have met each other, if this little girl still remembers what he looks like, this trick will be of little use.
He threw the Taoist robe in the corner of the hall and rushed out of the Sanqing Hall. He saw Sun Jing at a glance and shouted: "Take off your white coat!"
Sun Jing's eyes widened, he grabbed the waist of his white coat with both hands, and angrily shouted: "A scholar cannot be killed! If you kill me, I will not give you my white coat. This is my dignity as a doctor."
Several young doctors and nurses were all in awe, saying to themselves: "Vice President Sun is so strong and strong."
Yan Xi held Sun Jing down and tried to take off his white coat. Sun Jing resisted desperately and refused.
Weng Yuyu couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Don't insult Dean Sun, I'll give you my hand-washing clothes."
The nurse's hand-washing uniform at Qinglongshan Mental Hospital is pink. Yan Xi doesn't care about the color, but the size is too small and he can't wear it at all!
He shouted angrily: "Don't waste your time, I have an urgent need."
How could Sun Jing, a frail doctor, resist a Taoist priest who was powerful and practiced hard martial arts? His face turned red, he was so ashamed that he didn't want to give up, and he just thought in his heart: "Don't live anymore, I don't want to live."
Already."
A young doctor reacted and shouted: "I'll give you my coat!" He quickly took off his white coat and threw it to Yan Xi.
Yan Xi didn't care who wore the white coat. He let Sun Jing go and asked, "Who has a mask?"
Doctors and nurses all had this. Someone immediately handed Yan Xi a serious medical mask.
As soon as he put it on, he heard a sweet laugh: "Little Taoist priests, my sister is here."
The poisonous concubine Yan Zisu is dressed in a purple shirt. She is twenty-seven or eighty years old. She has eyebrows like indigo, almond eyes and peach cheeks. She has a graceful figure and enchanting behavior.
Here is a Taoist priest who has now changed into a white coat and a mask, pretending to be a fake doctor.
Almost everyone couldn't help but look at Yan Xi and thought to themselves: "These Taoist priests are having a good time."
"Just for this coquettish imperial sister, Xuanlou Temple cannot be a serious sect."
In Yan Xi's hurry, he forgot that Taoist Yanxi wore his hair in a Taoist bun and wore Taoist shoes under his feet. There were quite a lot of horseshoes.
Yan Zisu, the murderous and poisonous concubine, was stunned for a moment when she saw these many people in strange clothes, and then said with a sweet smile: "Who are you? Hand over these two little Taoist priests, and I will give you a reward from my sister."
Yan Xi was nervous. He couldn't threaten these doctors and nurses. After all, once he opened his mouth, nothing could be covered up.
Sun Jing was ecstatic and shouted: "Can you send us back to Qinglongshan Mental Hospital?"
Yan Zisu, the poisonous concubine, stared at the doctors intently. Modern people have abundant influence and a reasonable diet. 70% to 80% of the male students who can be admitted to medical school are handsome guys.
If anyone has seen old photos from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, they will know that the average appearance of ancient people was really terrible. These ordinary handsome men studying medicine were considered to be one-in-a-thousand handsome men in ancient times.
This well-known coquettish seductress in the world couldn't help but be aroused when she saw so many handsome men. She was so absorbed in looking at the handsome men that she even ignored Yan Xi, who had many flaws.
After all, Yan Xi's bear-like body is not good-looking at first glance, and there is no value in flirting with her.
The poisonous concubine Yan Zisu glanced at Sun Jing, and her heart suddenly moved. She floated up like a purple cloud and landed next to the deputy director of the mental hospital. She shouted in her heart: "This is the smell."
Son, this old handsome guy has a lot of swagger, and I really like him."
She put her hand on Sun Jing's chest and said coquettishly: "As long as you hand over the two little Taoist priests, I will send you back to Qinglong Mountain... what kind of temple!"
The vicious and poisonous concubine Yan Zisu has been around for a long time and is always telling lies. She has never heard of Qinglongshan Mental Hospital, but it does not affect her promises.
Yan Xi was so nervous that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Sun Jing held up his white coat and shouted: "The two little Taoist priests are in Qinglongshan Mental Hospital. You can find them by sending us back."
As the deputy director of a mental hospital, Sun Jing has also experienced office political struggles. He is not stupid and did not confess Yan Xi around him.
What Sun Jing said was not a lie, Yuechi was really in Qinglongshan Mental Hospital!
Yan Zisu, the vicious and poisonous concubine, was slightly angry and shouted: "Old brother! If there are no little Taoist priests, I will use you as a substitute."
"I will fly with you right now."
The poisonous concubine Yan Zisu put her hands together, picked up Vice President Sun Jing, and broke into the Sanqing Hall. Soon, she heard the shrill screams of the deputy director of the mental hospital coming from the hall.
The plot of this chapter is slightly related to the small foreshadowing in the previous chapter...