Tie Chuan's Jiashan-like body walked in from the small door. When he saw the blood and several corpses on the kitchen floor, he couldn't help but frowned. He looked at Su Yang again and said, "You killed them all.
.”
"They are all here to kill me." Su Yang shrugged helplessly.
Tie Chuan Jia Wen's voice was furious, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with not being able to catch up with the fight, and said: "You sent me out because you were afraid that they would see the two of us together and refuse to show up and take action, right?"
"Although you look stupid, big and thick, you are not stupid. On the contrary, you are very smart. I already knew that you could figure it out and come over to help me." Su Yang smiled and said, "This is just in time."
"What's going on with this guy?" Tie Chuanjia glanced at the flower bee who was vomiting blood, and asked Su Yang: "When I was outside, I heard that you were poisoned?"
Su Yang sat on a chair and played with the fish intestine dagger, nodded indifferently, and said: "If I hadn't been poisoned, they wouldn't have dared to show up, so I had to be poisoned."
"You're not afraid of death." Tie Chuanjia strode up to Huafeng and said condescendingly: "Hurry up and get the antidote. Grandpa will give you a happy one."
Tie Chuan Jia was as tall as gold steel. Standing in front of this ball of flesh with only half his body left, he looked as powerful as a mountain. But Su Yang couldn't help but cursed, this guy is really not good enough, you
Saying this, isn't it the same as telling the flower bee that if you take the antidote, you will die, and if you don't take the antidote, you will die. If the flower bee is a little tougher, maybe he will fight to the death.
"Don't ask him, he'll be trampled to death." Su Yang waved his hand: "You can't have an antidote."
"The poison he administered. How come he doesn't have an antidote?" Tie Chuanjia asked back, then kicked Huafeng: "Do you have an antidote? Think about it carefully before you answer."
As expected, Hua Feng said with a mournful face: "There really isn't any, and I don't know how to prepare the antidote."
"Fuck you. You don't know how to prepare the antidote for your poison?" Tie Chuanjia blew his beard and glared. If it wasn't for Su Yang, he would have kicked him again.
Huafeng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Master, the younger one was imprisoned in the dungeon by Sun Kui and his wife for twenty years. They just wanted to survive. They would never dare to lie. This Hanji Powder is Mr. Mei Da's unique medicine.
I only secretly learned the recipe for the poison. But I didn't find the recipe for the antidote."
"Let's go! Find Mei Da!" Without saying a word, Tie Chuanjia carried Su Yang on his back, carrying the golden silk armor and the fish intestine sword. He also wrapped the Green Devil's hand in cloth, turned around and walked out the door.
"Thank you, thank you for not killing me." Seeing the catastrophe, Hua Feng took off his clothes and kowtowed with his fists.
"Thank you, mother. Damn the flower picker!" Tie Chuanjia didn't even look at it. He kicked the flower bee in the head.
........
Tie Chuan Jia stood on the shaft of the cart with his chest folded, letting the ice and snow blow against his steely chest. The riding whip flew up and down in his hand, and the carriage moved quickly through the snow.
"Mr. Mei Da is known as the 'happiest man' in the world. He has a very weird temper. He never listens to what others say, so he may not be willing to treat you." Tie Chuanjia said loudly: "You have to be prepared.
.If he refuses, we might have to ask the young master to ask for it."
What kind of person can live the happiest life? The richest? The one with the best martial arts? The most handsome one?
No. They may each have their own happiness, but they must also have troubles that others cannot fully understand and cannot solve.
The person who lives the fastest must be the one who knows what he wants to do.
Su Yang's categorical voice came from the car behind: "Absolutely not, anyone can come and clarify, but your young master cannot appear at Mr. Mei Da's place."
"Why?"
"I said no, I just can't." Su Yang said decisively.
Of course not. If Li Xunhuan was here, how could he kill someone?
"Then if he refuses to save you, will you just wait for death?" Tie Chuanjia asked.
"I just want to ask you, how is Mei Da's martial arts?" Su Yang said.
"Among the Seven Wonderful People, everyone has their own specialties, but none of them have particularly extraordinary martial arts skills." Tie Chuanjia said: "As for Mei Da, the boss of the Seven Wonderful People, his martial arts skills are at best that of a four-legged cat."
"A four-legged cat?" Su Yang rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "That means it has one more leg than a three-legged cat."
"Not bad." Tie Chuanjia laughed.
"How is it better than you?"
"Ten years ago, I was missing one foot and one hand, so I could hit him twice." Tie Chuanjia said.
"That's no problem. You and I can just drink without worry." Another wine bottle was handed over from behind.
Tie Chuanjia took the wine and asked curiously: "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting." Su Yang said with a smile, "I am different from your young master."
"What's the difference?"
"He is a good old man. He would rather suffer losses for himself than let his friends suffer losses. He can often be considerate of others, but he does not know how to understand himself." Su Yang said.
Tie Chuanjia remained silent, but sighed heavily, raised his head and drank a bottle of wine, exhaled heavily, and then asked: "Then who are you?"
"Me?" Su Yang said with a smile: "I am a person who does not want to wrong myself or suffer a loss. Whoever wants me to suffer a loss, I will let him suffer."
Tie Chuanjia thought for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter and said loudly: "Yes, living like this is a happy life."
Su Yang said: "That's why I will take you with me. Your young master also understands this truth in his heart, but he just can't do it, so he lets you follow me."
"What do you mean?" Tie Chuanjia asked confused.
"Although the martial art of Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt is commonplace, when you practice it deeply, it is almost as good as any magical skill. This is good," Su Yang said.
"Not bad." Tie Chuanjia nodded.
"But why have we rarely heard of anyone who has become the best master in the world because of practicing the Golden Bell Mask over the years?" Su Yang said.
Tie Chuanjia said without thinking: "This kung fu has a lot to do with people's character. If there are no taboos, it will be difficult for a decisive person to practice it to a very deep level."
"You were already considered the number one in this way back then, but over the years, has your kung fu improved or regressed?"
"If you don't advance, don't retreat." Tie Chuanjia shook his head and smiled: "Maybe there is a slight regression."
"You haven't made progress in more than ten years, but you have retreated slightly. Have you been eating shit for more than ten years?" Su Yang said.
When Su Yang scolded him, Tie Chuanjia didn't care. He just smiled bitterly and remained silent.
Su Yang said: "I guess you have some past events that you are worried about, and you are always depressed. Later, when you met Li Xunhuan and stayed with him for a long time, you will inevitably be infected with a bit of old age. That's why you are like this, right?
?”
Tie Chuan Jia nodded.
"Your young master knows that he is already half a cripple, and he doesn't want you to be a cripple as well. As for me, I can't be called a gentleman, and I can't even be called a villain. I can barely be considered a thick-skinned and down-to-earth person. Your young master wants to
You follow me because I hope you can get rid of these evil spirits." Su Yang said.
"How to clean?"
"There are no taboos."
"What if it's wrong?"
"If you listen to me, you won't be wrong." Su Yang said seriously.
........
The carriage and horses turned into a path at the foot of the mountain, and when they reached a small bridge, they couldn't cross it.
The snow on the small bridge was as new as new, and no human footprints could be seen, only a line of yellow dog footprints scattered beside the railing like a series of plum blossoms.
Tie Chuanjia carried Su Yang across the small bridge. He saw three or five stone houses with red flowers and white houses among the plum trees. The scenery was like a picture.
There were faint voices in the plum forest. When they got closer, they saw an old man wearing a high hat, directing two boys to wash the ice and snow on the trees.
Tie Chuanjia said: "This is Mr. Mei Da. He is a fool. He can distinguish the authenticity of any painting, and can prepare the most powerful poisons and antidotes, but he does not understand the simplest principles of life.
"
Su Yang nodded and said: "If he wants to understand, I'm afraid no one else will understand it faster. And it is precisely because he doesn't understand these messy things that he can far surpass the world in one or two aspects."
The sound of their conversation reached Merlin, and the tall-crowned old man turned around to see them, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
Tie Chuanjia retaliated with a punch and was about to speak when Su Yang patted his shoulder and stopped him, saying first, "I'm here for treatment."
"What disease?"
"The poison of cold chicken powder."
Hearing the words "Han Ji San", Mei Da's face showed a strange expression. He walked a few steps forward to Su Yang, grabbed his wrist, touched his pulse with his little finger for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is."
Hanjisan, what, you met that scum Huafeng?"
"Not only did he meet him, he also killed him."
After Su Yang finished speaking, Tie Chuanjia almost broke out in shock. Mei Da and Hua Feng both belonged to the Seven Wonderful People. Su Yang said carelessly that he would kill Hua Feng. How could Mei Da be willing to treat him?
Unexpectedly, Mei Da applauded heavily and laughed loudly: "Well done, well done. That little bastard is always causing trouble to good women. I wanted to kill him twenty years ago, but unfortunately I couldn't beat him."
"
Tie Chuanjia was the first to say this time: "Mr. Mei Da is benevolent and righteous. Although he failed to eliminate harm for his reputation, his thoughts are worthy of our admiration."
Unexpectedly, Mei Da's two palms stopped in mid-air again, his face sank, and he said coldly: "I want to kill him, just because he ruined the reputation of our Seven Wonderful People, what does it have to do with getting rid of harm for the sake of reputation?"
?What do the people have to do with me? If he is one of the seven wonderful men, even if he brings disaster to all the women in the world, it has nothing to do with me. You need to understand this."
Tie Chuanjia was stunned. He didn't expect that Mei Da's temper was so weird. This flattery was a slap on the horse's leg. It wasn't true, it wasn't true, and it wasn't true. He could only laugh awkwardly a few times.
Su Yang asked directly: "Can Mr. Mei Da cure Hanji Powder?"
"Yes." Mei Da nodded.
Su Yang took out a banknote from his pocket and said: "Mr. Mei Da's rules for treating diseases are to pay the consultation fee first. Robbers and thieves will not be cured. I know this."
Mei Da didn't even look at the banknote, turned around and left, saying: "Goodbye."
"Why can't you treat it if you can?" Tie Chuanjia asked loudly.
"Because I have a rest today." Mei Da stopped and said sincerely: "I made a new rule last month. I will close the door for one day every seven days, and you will come back tomorrow. For the sake of killing the flower bees.
Come on, I won’t take any money from you.”
"Tomorrow!" Tie Chuanjia was furious: "If you drag tomorrow down, there will be no life left, and you will have to cure me!"
"Then I have no choice." Mei Da said helplessly: "People die every day in the world. If every time someone dies, I have to break my own rules. Then what's the point of my life? Then am I not doing it for others?"
