One said that Little Saint Acupuncture is a priceless treasure and should save Han Shaer; another said that when he wakes up, he will definitely reveal his despicable behavior. One said that bad things must not be done, and he will go to eighteen levels of hell after death;
He said that if he didn't wake up, his little holy acupuncture technique could dominate...
He made up his mind, where the connection was blocked, the connection was opened... After passing on the remaining genealogy to his son, he could fly far away, and he could make a living in India, Dashi, Persia, Turks, and Khitan——
"That's it, take a nap and you'll wake up tomorrow." Jia Haoren took away the needle.
"Thank you, Junior Brother! Let's go on to treat Jiu Mei!" Han Chunwang picked up Hua Jiumei, his face darkened, his bra was torn and half of her left breast was exposed.
Jia Haoren turned his face to the side and said: "This little beast didn't learn well. He teased his second mother and killed people with a sword. I pushed him and fell down. I shouldn't have saved him!"
Han Chunwang said: "Rescue is a rescue, punishment is a punishment! I can't spare him even if I get better, at least break one of his legs and it will make him remember!"
The night was long and there were many dreams, Jia Haoren said: "Nine sisters need to undress for treatment. The relationship between father and daughter has been lost. It will be inconvenient for my foolish brother. Let's take the first step."
"Have a nice trip, junior brother! I'm sorry for not seeing you off."
Jia Haoren repeatedly said, "You are busy, you are busy." He walked out of the gate and hurried away. He grabbed a horse from Palm Town and galloped towards Ziwu County.
Han Chunwang took off Jiumei's top, cleaned the area around the wound with white wine, applied medicine, patted his palms twice, pulled out the sword, let the blood spurt out, and covered it with the medicine nearby. The sword penetrated just a few inches into the flesh, but there was no danger.
Most likely fainted from shock.
After placing Jiu Mei, Han Chunwang picked up Han Shaer and sent him back to his room. In that room, Zhong Yue and Bing Yue were tied up and gagged. After they were let go, the two children cried and cursed.
Jia Haoren doesn’t stop there.
Han Chunwang went to the courtyard, took out the Diamond Sky Monkey, lit the fire sickle, and flew into the sky. There was an explosion and fireworks scattered in all directions.
Immediately, he ran down the mountain and met the male shopkeeper of the fork-in-the-road hotel halfway down the road. He only said two words: "The idiot was seriously injured. It was Jia Haoren who did it!"
The two of them also released the Sky Monkey and flew down the mountain. The Sky Monkey sounded in the hotel at Chalukou, and the Sky Monkey sounded in the town of Palm...
Four great swordsmen were waiting for Han Chunwang at the end of the village and asked: "Mr. Han, what happened?"
Han Chunwang said: "Silly'er was seriously injured, Jia Haoren did it!"
The Chinese-character face shook a few times and almost fell down - the biggest mistake happened at the safest time!
"Where is Jia Haoren?"
"Going down the mountain!"
The four people with Chinese character faces released their doves, changed from their lazy state, their eyes were like torches, and they rushed down with murderous intent...
In the evening, Jia Haoren went to Jingtangmu's apartment, found his son, and recited the rest of the score twice. Suddenly he heard the neighing of a war horse, and he was so frightened that he changed his soap clothes, took advantage of the darkness, rode his horse and sneaked past Songpan Mansion.
Then turn to Xuyouzhou and enter Dadaomen, which will be safer. From Dadaomen, you can go over the mountain and take the road to Nanzhao, fleeing to Tianzhu, and then escape.
Jingtangmu's apartment was surrounded by dozens of fast horses, holding torches and crossbows, and banging on the door——
Jingtang Mu shouted and asked: "Who is it? Weiye invaded the official apartment. Aren't you afraid of the king's law?"
The gate was knocked open and a dozen horses ran rampant.
"Where is the thief? Are you looking for death? Blow the horn!" Jing Tangmu ordered the police to catch the thief.
"Son of a bitch, shut your stinky mouth!" The male shopkeeper whipped his head and showed a square card: "Do you know this?"
Jingtang and Mu Putong knelt down and said, "Sir, spare my life! I have eyesight but I don't know Mount Tai."
"Is Jia Haoren here?"
"I really don't know!"
"Son of a bitch! I'll kill you right now! Don't pretend you don't know about the good things you've done!"
"Sir, spare my life—ask Jiu Zhi!"
Jing Tianzhi had a runny nose and clapped his hands: "Spare my life! Spare my life! Spare my life..."
Jing Jiuzhi was escorted over there, with the knife held to his neck.
The male shopkeeper asked: "Bitch, has your daddy been here?"
"Sir, my name is Jing Jiuzhi now, and my father is Jing Tangmu."
"Kill it!"
"Sir, spare your life! Jia Haoren ran away to Songpan Mansion!"
"Secure him first!" the male shopkeeper ordered, "Chase him!"
The horse is as fast as the wind, and the smoke is rolling, galloping towards the northeast...
In the morning, outside the Dadao Gate, the ghost said that he had not seen Jia Haoren, and led his men to stop the men of the male shopkeeper from searching. The male shopkeeper gave the order: "Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed without mercy!"
Yu Yanzi led two Yuyi masters to fly up.
Guishou was overjoyed, but who would have expected - Yu Yanzi said coldly: "Hao Chengshuang! I can't blame you for being an uncle. You have taught a disciple who has lost his conscience and failed to clean up the family. You can't absolve yourself of the blame!"
He is cheating his father, and Jia Haoren is cheating his uncle! Gui Shou said: "My old man admired the Emei Sword Sect for not cooperating with the government. In this case, we can just stay within the river."
The two Hagoromo masters suddenly attacked with thunder, destroying Oni Shou's martial arts!
The sword is pointed at everyone in Dadaomen——
"Hand over!" Guishou ordered feebly, enduring severe pain.
A moment later, Jia Haoren was tied up and arrived. In full view of everyone, he was chopped dozens of times and turned into meat...
Han Shaer woke up, his eyes were dull, he shook his head no matter what he asked, and couldn't say a word.
Days passed and there was still no sign of improvement.
Han Shaer has really become a fool!
Han Chunwang was about to cry, but he patted himself on the head when he thought about it. He underestimated Jia Haoren's badness!
He rummaged through medical books, found his father's old prescriptions, prepared them carefully, and hoped for a miracle to happen.
Every morning, noon and evening, he and Han Shaer knelt down to worship the portrait of Qi Bo and prayed to the Medicine God to entrust him with dreams.
Han Shaer can no longer read! He can no longer go to school! He can no longer distinguish between herbs! He can no longer practice swordsmanship!
There is a century-old tree in the northeast corner of the school. Silly Han spends most of his time either sitting on the exposed roots of the tree, crawling into tree holes, or randomly moving rocks and piling them around the old tree to build his own castle.
The appointed day, November 11th, has arrived! Beautiful swans circled around the trees and emitted a long and endless cry...