It's just that there is one more practicing doctor and two apprentices than usual.
The only strange thing is that one of the apprentices has a beard and looks a bit older.
This doctor has been staying in Zhangjiacun for several days. His medical skills are quite superb. He can treat headaches, brain fever, bruises and injuries in the village.
But there are really no patients in the village. The three Dali Temple detectives pretending to be doctors' apprentices are really helpless!
It is definitely impossible to come here tomorrow as a doctor!
When they graduated, the three of them were only average in makeup investigation. They continued to change their costumes and had to think again!
"Why am I an apprentice?" the oldest-looking agent said in a low voice when he looked around and saw no one around.
"When you took the graduation exam, what level was your emergency medical skills rated?!" The policeman pretending to be a doctor smiled scornfully.
"Above average!"
The bearded man smiled proudly. What he is best at is first aid and investigation!
The curriculum assessment of Dali Temple Criminal Law College is divided into five levels: lower-lower, lower-middle, middle-level, upper-middle, and upper-upper.
Those who can get average or lower grades can be considered excellent in this subject.
"I, come up!"
The person who looks like a doctor is the winner.
At Dali Temple Criminal Law College, in every session of a single subject, the number of people who can be rated highly is the best among them.
Originally, chatting was not allowed during makeup investigation, tracking, and surveillance, but now the three people in Dali Temple are in a strange state.
We need to put on makeup for investigation, but we can't completely hide it from the people who are interested. We have to let them see that there is something wrong with the three of us.
This is a very demanding operation, and the speed must be grasped well. It should be regarded as the most difficult task the three of them have experienced in the past two years!
The remaining person was a little worried, "Do you think it's because we are dressing up too much? Why is there no movement?!"
The bearded man was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly, "No, no... that's not the case!?"
The remaining two people lowered their heads and looked at their outfits, it shouldn't be that bad!
The bearded man sighed lightly, "If you don't come again, we will have to think about dressing up tomorrow!"
Just when the three of them were worried, a large number of footsteps suddenly sounded. It was obvious that the people coming were not trying to hide their whereabouts.
Suddenly, the three of them were surrounded by more than twenty people in gray clothes!
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In the west of Zhangjia Village, Wen Jie led his dead men and went straight to Zhang San's house under the guidance of spies.
"Sir, the two tile-roofed houses under the big banyan tree at the west end of the village are the houses of Zhang San's family. The brothers responsible for surveillance have been watching him. He has not been out since he came back at noon!"
Wen Jie nodded, today, Zhang San will die, and Po Jun's revenge will be avenged!
Just as Wen Jie and his men were approaching, a sharp arrow shot out from the canopy of the banyan tree.
The arrow whizzed and hit Wen Jie directly in the face.
When Wen Jie saw this feathered arrow, old and new hatreds surged into his heart.
It was just such an arrow that killed his own son.
An arrow passed through his chest and pierced his lungs. He didn't know what kind of pain his son went through before he died?!
And now the owner of this arrow is right in front of him. This may be Wenjie's only chance in this life. If he misses it, who knows when he will get another chance?
Dali Temple is watching from the sidelines, waiting for him to make a mistake.
Thinking of this, Wen Jie flew up, charged up his true energy, and struck the big banyan tree with a palm strike with all his strength.
Just before the surging palm force hit the big banyan tree, Zhang Muqing, who was hiding in the tree, jumped off the big banyan tree in advance.
Wenjie's palm force was impartial, hitting the trunk of the big banyan tree.
But such palm power only left a palm print on the banyan tree, as if Wen Jie did not want to damage the big tree.
But Zhang Muqing, who fell next to the tree, knew that things were not that simple.
He stood next to the banyan tree, and he could always hear strange noises coming from the banyan tree. Now that Zhang Muqing has obtained the first volume of Yang Qingyuan's deduced version of the Nine Yang Manual, his knowledge is far different from what it used to be.
Naturally, we know that it is not that Wenjie's palm power is weak, but that this palm method does not hurt the epidermis and goes straight into the bones!
The big banyan tree seemed to have no damage at all, but its interior had been shattered by Wen Jie's palm!
This palm seemed to have vented part of Wen Jie's anger. He did not take action again, but raised his right hand and gave an order.
"Come on! Let's live!"
We can't let Zhang San die so easily. Wen Jie wants him to live well and taste torture! Be tortured! Only in this way can Wen Jie's hatred be relieved!
The thirty dead soldiers on the side immediately stepped forward at Wen Jie's order, forming a large encirclement and surrounding Zhang Muqing.
Although Zhang Muqing is just a hunter in the mountains, he has practiced the breathing method since he was a child, and his bones are also very good. In fact, he has laid a good foundation for the Qi refining realm.
Now, after Yang Qingyuan presented the first volume of the Nine Yang Manual, his martial arts has also improved greatly, and he has accumulated a lot of experience. Within five days, he has opened up the Yin Qiao Meridian and the Yang Qiao Meridian, and he has become a warrior who has access to the two meridians.
Of course, that's all! Yin Qiao and Yang Qiao pulse, the accumulation will be exhausted!
It is not that easy to achieve the realm of martial arts overnight.
It is also because of this that the Wuji Pill, which can help people break through to the Yuan Hua realm without any side effects, is so precious.
After the encirclement was formed, four dead soldiers from the civil service stepped forward to capture Zhang Muqing!
How could Zhang Muqing sit still and wait for death? He was born as a hunter, and his grasp of the gaps between attacks was better than that of ordinary warriors in the same realm!
The moment the dead soldier from Wen Mansion stepped forward, Zhang Muqing immediately drew his bow and drew an arrow!
Aim at one of the dead soldiers and fire four feather arrows in a row!
Zhang Muqing's archery skills were practiced in the mountains and forests. Deer, antelopes, and rabbits were his targets, and jackals, tigers, and leopards were his opponents!
Zhang Muqing's archery is similar to the five skills of archery among the six skills of the Confucian gentleman.
The shooting of Yanzhu is a disease caused by arrowheads. The aim is short, the arrow is released as soon as it is raised, and the arrow hits the target as soon as it comes out.
Four rapid arrows were aimed at one of the dead soldiers of the Wen family!
The four dead men who took action were also elites among the dead men of Wen Mansion, and they were all masters of the Tongmai Realm.
The person targeted by Zhang Muqing reacted when the first feather arrow was shot and waved the sword in his hand to block the arrow.
But Zhang Muqing has a solid foundation and Jiuyang Zhenqi is even more extraordinary.
Four consecutive arrows directly shocked the dead soldier until his jaw went numb, and the sword in his hand dropped!
However, the fifth arrow has arrived.
An arrow pierced the chest.
Zhang Muqing is a hunter, and his archery skills are the most pragmatic!
Although aiming at the throat can seal it with one arrow, which further demonstrates his archery skills, Zhang Muqing is accustomed to shooting at the easiest place to succeed.
Although this dead soldier did not die on the spot, he had lost the ability to fight again. If he did not receive treatment within a short period of time, this dead soldier could only die of exhaustion.
Although one enemy was quickly eliminated, the remaining three dead soldiers had already rushed to Zhang Muqing.
Although Zhang Muqing is the best at archery, he also knows the principle of "everything is short and dangerous". The moment the three of them got close, the bow and arrow in his hand became a decoration.
Zhang Muqing immediately dropped the strong bow in his hand and drew out the hatchet from his waist.