The news that the chief rudder of the Caobang Yuzhou was bloodbathed quickly spread throughout Yuzhou City.
It can be said that one stone stirred up a thousand waves and caused a shocking wave.
Teams of detectives, wearing hats and raincoats, shuttled through the streets and alleys in the heavy rain, searching for the whereabouts of the peerless swordsman. You must know that the peerless swordsman is not only a key criminal wanted by the Cao Gang in the world, but also a key criminal wanted by the imperial court.
"I didn't expect that Tie Yunshan would die like this."
"It seems like his knife is not very fast!"
"He actually slaughtered the chief rudder of the Cao Gang in Yuzhou overnight. This swordsman is too terrifying."
"Tie Yunshan really provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked this time."
"I didn't expect that a person like Tie Yunshan would die as soon as he said he would die."
"Who is this swordsman?"
"Are you a master of the Yuheng Sword Sect?"
"I guess he may be the descendant of the sword demon."
"Such a character is really amazing."
........
In the teahouse and restaurant, everyone was talking in low voices.
Most people marveled at the strength of the peerless swordsman who was the leader of Yuzhou after being bloodbathed, and even more people were curious about who this swordsman was.
"You don't know? I heard that the swordsman is a master of the Demon Cult." Someone whispered.
"What!?"
Everyone around them looked shocked when they heard these two words.
Demonic Cult!
An existence that makes people laugh out loud!
"Is this true or false?"
"Of course it's true. My second uncle is the widower of a government official. He told me personally that this swordsman is the new master of the Demon Sect, the Ghost Swordsman."
"This person turns out to be a master of the Demon Cult. How dare you dare to rob someone in a DL dungeon like this?"
"I also heard some rumors. It is said that the Cao Gang has distributed invitations to discuss hunting down this person on the Bon Festival of Faxi Temple."
"When the demon sect comes back, I'm afraid there will be another bloody storm."
.........
The rumors among the people are becoming more and more alarming as they spread.
And An Jing, who was dubbed the Ghost Swordsman because of his black shirt, later acquired a new identity, a master of the Demon Cult.
At the same time, the black-shirted guest also entered the 37th place on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking of Dayan Jianghu by killing Tie Yunshan, and another master of the 'Demon Sect' entered the Jianghu Dragon and Tiger Ranking.
It seemed like a spark that quietly ignited the entire Dayan river, lake and court.
For a time, the situation was changing, and the entire Dayan River and Lake was filled with undercurrents.
...........
Jishitang.
"Dr. Xiaoan, my body..."
A middle-aged man looked at An Jing with a pale face.
"The so-called medicinal supplements are not as good as dietary supplements. Although these drugs work faster, you still need to pay more attention to your daily diet."
After An Jing finished speaking, he walked to the medicine cabinet next to him and started grabbing medicine.
"Thank you, Dr. Xiaoan." The middle-aged man heard this and said gratefully.
Recently, summer has turned into autumn, and the seasonal changes have caused more and more people to become sick.
Anjing had been in the clinic for two hours, without taking a breath during this period. But at this time, Tan Yun said that she was going to the pier to pick up her third master, while Zhao Qingmei was making medicine and preparing meals in the back hall.
So An Jing was the only one sitting in the clinic today, and he had to ask questions and take medicine.
"Next!"
An Jing took a sip of tea and said.
The woman was overjoyed when she heard this. She had been waiting in line for half an hour and it was finally her turn.
"Give way, give way."
Just when the woman was about to step forward, a young man cut in front of her.
"How can you....."
The woman was about to express her dissatisfaction when she saw the strong figure of the man and immediately swallowed it back.
She recognized this person. His name was Song Lin. He was a well-known local rogue in the neighborhood. He was proficient in stealing, cheating, and abduction. He was the kind of person who did everything but good deeds.
Song Lin sat down and said, "Dr. Xiao An, I'm here to help my friend with a diagnosis."
"A friend of mine said that his palms are always sweaty and he feels tired and sleepy, especially when having sex..."
When An Jing saw this, he knew in his heart that this was just a friend made out of nothing.
"Reach out."
An Jing said calmly.
Song Lin stretched out her palm, which was already covered with a lot of sweat.
Anjing took his pulse.
Sure enough...kidney deficiency.
"Doctor Xiaoan, how are you?" the young man asked nervously.
"It's not a big deal. Your friend may be a little weak. Just give him some more."
An Jing then walked to the medicine cabinet, grabbed some herbs and wrapped them in brown paper.
"This is half a month's worth of medication, plus the medical fees, the total is five hundred dollars!"
"Five hundred bucks!?"
Song Lin's face changed drastically when she heard this, "Dr. Xiao An, the one you just paid was only thirty cents, how come it's five hundred cents for me?"
An Jing said angrily: "This is the price for me, whether you like it or not."
"Ah!"
Song Lin sneered and snatched the brown paper from An Jing's hand, "Are you trying to be mean to me?"
"What, you want to take Overlord Medicine!?"
An Jing looked at Song Lin and said lazily: "Boy, I'm not bragging, everyone who played tricks on me has gone down."
Seeing this scene, Song Lin couldn't help laughing, "Oh, I'm so scared, what should I do?"
A little doctor actually played this trick in front of him?
Song Lin is a professional when it comes to bluffing people.
"what happened?"
As if hearing the noise, Zhao Qingmei opened the curtain and walked out.
The moment Zhao Qingmei appeared, Song Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with a smile: "I have long heard that Dr. Xiao An's wife is as beautiful as a fairy, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Zhao Qingmei frowned and said: "Either pay the money or keep the medicinal materials. Don't hinder other people."
"I want this medicinal material, but what should I do if I don't want to give you the money?" Song Lin shook the medicinal herbs in her hand, as if she was determined to take them.
"Snapped!"
"Ouch!"
At this moment, a big slap came over and hit Song Lin hard on the head.
Suddenly, Song Lin felt as if she had been hit by an iron ball. He screamed in pain, his body shook, and he almost lost his balance.
"who!?"
Song Lin rubbed the back of her head, turned around and saw an old man.
I saw that the old man's face was covered with wrinkles and gray spots, but his eyes had a few rays of divine light. Although his clothes were shabby and washed and turned white, he was dressed meticulously, as if he was born with a sense of righteousness.
"At such an age, it's the time to study hard and work hard, but you don't study well! It's really sad! It's sad!"
"who are you!?"
Song Lin screamed in pain.
The old man put his hands together, clasped his fists at Song Lin, and said, "My surname is Li, and my given name is Fuzhou!"
Song Lin swallowed, as if she was frightened by the serious Li Fuzhou, "You...why did you hit me?"
Li Fuzhou snorted coldly and said: "I'll beat you for not obeying the order, beating you for not making progress, beating you for not knowing etiquette, justice and integrity! The sage once said: Don't see anything that's not polite, don't hear anything that's not polite, don't speak anything that's not polite, don't move anything that's not polite. Could it be that you have long ago
Have you forgotten?"
Having said this, Li Fuzhou even turned to look at the others and admonished: "I hope you will not learn from him and become a person who has no etiquette, justice, integrity, and no sense of propriety. In the future, you should use this as a warning to wake yourself up."
Li Fuzhou is like an old-fashioned teacher, serious, serious and meticulous.
Everyone looked at each other, then nodded subconsciously.
Song Lin also turned red and blue at the old man's words.
"Five hundred dollars, I'll give it to you."
Song Lin finally threw away half a tael of silver.
He didn't dare to make too much trouble. Others didn't know, but he knew very well that Han Wenxin had already said in private that it was best not to cause trouble in Jishi Hall.
"Third Master, you are here."
At this moment, Zhao Qingmei chuckled and nodded.
Li Fuzhou looked straight, arranged his clothes, folded his hands and bent down, doing so meticulously.