The man listened to Wei Changpan shouting extremely offensive words. At the same time, he did not put down his work of repairing the thatch on the roof of the house, but his tone of voice gradually became colder. "Be careful what you say, young man. Although my best friend did not die directly from you.
Hand, but after all it has something to do with you, so aren’t you afraid of death with such words?"
This was not a general threat. Wei Changpan could clearly feel the deep murderous intent condensed on the man's body, like a harmless lamb that suddenly opened its bloody mouth to devour people.
The three members of the Ping An Escort Bureau were still a hundred steps away. The sudden murderous intent brought to the warriors' bodies was like a mountain pressing on their backs, making them unable to straighten their backs and unable to breathe.
This Divine Doctor Xue not only has the power of rejuvenation, but he is also a martial artist of high level, probably one level higher than Wei Changpan.
Before Wei Changpan was poisoned, he inherited the qi gift from the head of the Zhang family in Jinzhou. He was standing about halfway up the fourth floor of the martial arts. In recent days, as the poisoning deepened, the previously unobstructed acupoints were blocked one after another.
The place is blocked, and he has only managed to reach the fourth floor. If he is not careful, he will fall back to the third floor.
By chance, a man standing guard at the gate of Binyuan City was able to break through and climb the stairs. If he fell back to the third floor this time, where would he have time and luck to wait for the next opportunity? He was just overwhelmed by anger.
He had never thought about this, but the person he had just questioned was not only the miracle doctor who could save him, but also a close friend of the killer Xizi of Kaolutai, and also a person who had social relations with Kaolutai.
Such a complex person had provoked him to commit murder at this juncture. Wei Changpan was in such a weak condition at the moment, so naturally he had no fighting power. The three bodyguards of the Ping An Bodyguard Bureau were all below the third floor.
Martial artist, in front of the hidden Doctor Xue, even if we work together to go up, we may not be able to get through it.
He secretly became alert. Out of respect for this famous Huizhou miracle doctor, he did not bring a long knife, but he had a dagger that was still hidden in his arms. His eyes secretly scanned the ground around him, only the dagger with the handle was still there.
The rusty sickle was buried under the thatch. He gave up the idea of getting it. This kind of iron tool randomly forged by the village blacksmith may not even be able to cut cooked meat after it is rusted. Not to mention taking advantage of it, it can even be used as a weapon.
Not on.
"The merits and demerits cannot be offset. This is the rule that Legalists care most about among hundreds of scholars. In the eyes of those people, people have to be bound within the square circles." The man continued. "However, people live their entire lives and are bound by these square circles.
It would be too sad to be bound for a lifetime. As for the rules, they are not determined by the words of those in high positions."
"The life and death of those you care about is indeed a big deal for you, but for Xizi, it is just to kill strangers after receiving the order from Gelutai. Since they are strangers, what sorrows and joys can be said? Those Confucian scholars in the temple are both good and evil.
The ambition of the world... to me, no herb is more important." The man restrained his murderous intent and said, "It's not a bad idea to save your life, but you have to come up with something that can make me tempted.
In exchange, rare rare medicinal materials in the world, world-class martial arts secrets, and magic weapons that can cut iron like clay, these are all external possessions. In exchange for your martial arts realm and life, it will not be a loss-making transaction."
Wei Changpan did not expect that Doctor Xue would turn into a shrewd businessman in an instant. He was half speechless and half speechless.
After a while, he cleared his mind and asked, "Isn't practicing medicine like hanging a pot to help the world..."
"I used to have this idea, saving one more person is a better life, but today I am exhausted and exhausted, and after treating all the patients, more people will come to seek medical advice the next day." The man lifted up his hand. He picked up the thatch with the sleeve of his coat and put it under the hut, "At that time, I was obsessed with my reputation, so I had to struggle with these people day and night until I fell seriously ill from overwork."
"It's difficult for doctors to heal themselves. They lingered on the bed for several days without getting better. Those who came to seek medical treatment were anxious, saying why they came all the way here, and asked you to see the illness first, and some even directly He called the nurse at home and barged into the house, put a knife on my neck and asked me if I wanted to rest or get medical treatment." He threw the bundles of thatch heavily on the ground and laughed at himself, "My martial arts level at that time was not what it is today. He was able to protect himself in this way, but while he was still ill, he was caught by these rats at the last moment of the fight."
He was put to a knife on his neck to treat people. Even at this level of medical practice, he thought he was extremely useless. What's more, the wealthy businessman who ordered someone to put a knife on his neck had received favors from him and was a glutton for fish. Sheng Luo was suffering from abdominal pain and had searched many doctors but could not find a solution. He went to his medical clinic and took a medicine to relieve his pain. All he found was bloody worms. He nursed back to health for more than ten days and then he was cured. He was sent with gongs and drums. The gold-lettered plaque and gift of thanks for the wonderful rejuvenation came with a smile on his face, urging him to accept the reward he deserved.
However, the person who was so grateful to him at the beginning ordered someone to put a knife on his neck because of the seriously ill Yanji he loved...
"Brother Xue, do you seem to be in trouble here?" A man carrying a straw poked his head outside his medical clinic. When he saw him with a knife on his neck taking the pulse of the seriously ill Yanji, he asked with a smile, "Is there anything I need Dexizi's help with? I can do it for you with just a few words."
He looked around at the medical seekers who had not stopped the wealthy businessman's men from being aggressive. He was extremely disappointed and said to the man carrying straw who was being pushed by the guards at the door of the medical officer, "Okay."
....
"The snake that was dormant in winter and about to freeze to death was rescued by a kind-hearted farmer who was passing by. He put it in his arms to keep it warm, but was bitten by the snake on the chest." The man finally piled all the thatch near the thatched hut, then turned around and said: Wei Changpan said, "Although I don't want to just abandon the snake that is about to freeze to death, but I also don't want to be the farmer who has been repaid with kindness. Isn't it expensive to accept something as a reward for saving your life?"
"I see."
"Yes, what do you think it is used to support?" The man went to move a wooden ladder over. Wei Changpan had no time to help, so he could only watch from nearby, "Xizi said something about him before he went north to Jinzhou. When you want to kill people, you say that the man has a good knife, which was once a sharp weapon hidden by the Zhang family in Jinzhou. Give me the knife and I will heal you?"
Give up the sword that his master left for him?
"No." Wei Changpan flatly refused, "The rest of my belongings can be taken as I wish."
"Gold and silver?" The man laughed dumbly, pointing to the thatched cottage behind him with half of the roof bare, and said to Wei Changpan, "If I am willing, no matter whether I go south to Jiangzhou or north to the capital, there will be people who are willing to give up as much gold and silver as I want. Do you want to live peacefully in this shabby thatched cottage?"
Wei Changpanyuan
The hand that had already touched the banknote hidden in the hidden pocket of his coat paused for a moment and then retracted it. Yes, such a miracle doctor is always treated as a guest of honor wherever he goes, with only a few hundred taels of banknotes.
The ticket was a huge amount to him, but to Doctor Xue, who lived in seclusion at the foot of Tianmu Mountain, he really didn't take it seriously.
The knife that Zhang Wu left to Wei Changpan was the only thing that the miraculous doctor Xue valued. After all, it was a good knife that even Xizi had to be careful about. It was definitely not something unbearable. But Wei Changpan actually
Being unwilling to give in to him inevitably undermines the man's expectations.
However, since Zhang Wu was able to establish a sect in Jiangzhou and reach the sixth level of martial arts at such an age, it seems that Kung Fu has considerable merit... Since this kid doesn't want to give him the sword, Zhang Wu relies on it.
If he could learn the spear skills that he became famous for, it might be beneficial to his martial arts career.
"What, no?" Hearing Wei Changpan's answer, the man was stunned, "You are also the direct descendant of the Zhang family in Qishan County, how come you don't even know the Zhang family's spear skills?"
"When Master left, I was only practicing boxing and kicking in Qishan County. Even this sword was only learned in Yuyin County."
The death of Zhang Wu and Qian Erye on Songfeng Mountain undoubtedly disrupted the martial arts training process they had set for Wei Changpan. If Zhou Gan, who is also a disciple of the Zhang family's gun, had not been able to guide him on weapons, then he and others would have had to
If you face an enemy with bare hands and touch a sword with your fist, you will inevitably suffer heavy losses.
"So what else do you have that you can use now? You don't dare to come to Tianmu Mountain to seek medical treatment empty-handed?" The man laughed angrily, "Xizi is dead, but I won't be angry with you to avenge him.
, but you didn’t ask the person who told you about this place clearly about the rules of Tianmu Mountain before you came. What things should you prepare before coming?”
"Give me your knife, or watch your warrior body disintegrate, and eventually fall to the level of an ordinary person." He no longer looked at Wei Changpan, who was stunned at the same place, "I know that you and Gailu
There is a huge hatred between Taipei and Jiangzhou Songfeng Mountain. If you want to understand this hatred with your own hands, how can you sit back and watch the martial arts realm slowly decline bit by bit? "
After saying that, the man climbed up the wooden ladder to the top of the thatched cottage and spread the thatch again. He was sure that Wei Changpan would hand over the knife willingly without a cup of tea. The clothes of his master and master were of great significance to him.
, the temptation of being able to maintain the realm of martial arts is more important than a good sword that is the icing on the cake, he doesn't believe Wei Changpan weighs it in his heart and doesn't understand.
The way of a businessman is to not speak first about things that cannot be discussed, just sit here and grind it out slowly without talking, always waiting until the other party can't stand it anymore and speak first. This is a method learned from the wealthy businessman, but Xizi
In the end, he still didn't spare this guy's life, and eventually he and his beautiful concubine became nourishment in Xizi's field of poisonous weeds.
One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, three sticks of incense...
The man's thatched roof was almost completed, and Wei Changpan hadn't spoken yet, but he wasn't in a hurry. He knew that for what Wei Changpan wanted to do, a martial artist's physique was indispensable, so he kept waiting, but when Wei Changpan didn't wait until the thatched roof
After finishing it, the sun had set, but Wei Changpan still didn't speak.