"We must rescue immediately, otherwise our lives will be in danger! I need needles, threads, knives, soju, small pliers... Can you help me find these things?"
Zhou Xingyun read out several things in one breath. After hearing this, Xu Zijian immediately ordered the Leshan disciples to collect props. However, they were locked in a small underground secret room, and whether they could find everything was a problem...
"I have small throwing knives and needles here, but they are all poisoned. The scratched person will be partially paralyzed, but other than that they are not harmful to the human body. You can see if they are useful."
A female disciple took out several flying knives and silver needles from her waist, and told Zhou Xingyun that they were originally used as hidden weapons, so the edges were poisonous.
“It doesn’t get any better than this!”
There is no way out, but there is a bright future in every village. A device with built-in anesthesia is undoubtedly an unexpected gain for Zhou Xingyun.
In a short time, the Leshan disciples dug out two jars of fine wine from the basement, while Wei Suyao pulled out several thin threads from the cloth. The tools Zhou Xingyun asked for, except for small pliers, were basically all...
"Okay, these are enough."
The alcohol content of cellar-aged shochu is not high enough to disinfect wounds, but it can be used to wash hands and sterilize.
Zhou Xingyun blew on the fire, heated the silver needle and the small flying knife red to disinfect, and then started to help Ning Xiangyi remove the hidden weapon.
Xu Zijian, Wu Jiwen, Wei Suyao and other disciples from various sects all retreated to the side, fearing that they would hinder Zhou Xingyun's healing and rescuing people. However, it was difficult to move in the small secret room. Even if everyone kept squeezing back, they were still standing next to Zhou Xingyun.
Zhou Xingyun's every move was clearly visible to his eyes, and his friends couldn't contain their curiosity and all stared at him.
The next moment, a horrifying scene appeared. Zhou Xingyun took a breath silently, as if abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then picked up the knife and cut open his belly...
Wei Suyao stared at this scene and almost lost her mind and rushed forward to push Zhou Xingyun away. Fortunately, just when Wei Suyao made an irrational move, Zhou Xingyun's concentrated expression was like a reassurance, which immediately calmed her down.
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"Third Senior Brother, you can't!" Wu Jiewen was stunned and wanted to stop Zhou Xingyun from 'murdering' his senior. After calming down, Wei Suyao immediately stopped him: "Don't be impulsive, Mr. Zhou is my savior, I firmly believe that
He's right..."
Since Wei Suyao chose to trust Zhou Xingyun, other disciples of the sect would naturally not meddle in others' affairs.
"The light is too dark, I need some light."
Wei Suyao immediately took the candle and squatted silently next to Zhou Xingyun. He was as bold and careful as a cook handling an ox. In the blink of an eye, he showed superb medical skills beyond everyone's imagination.
Everyone said nothing and watched with bated breath. Zhou Xingyun's every move touched their heartstrings...
His superb swordsmanship, uncanny craftsmanship, and ingenious medical skills could not help but amaze the onlookers.
Zhou Xingyun skillfully avoided key parts of the human body, found two small steel balls with ease, and used the tip of the knife to pick them out one by one.
Finally, when everyone watched as Zhou Xingyun threaded needles and threads to sew up Ning Xiangyi's wound, his movements were smooth and seamless, his pinnacle suturing skills instantly made the disciples of all sects write the word "submit!" in their hearts.
"Completed." Zhou Xingyun pierced the flower with his fingers and tied a few knots neatly, which meant that the suturing was completed and the operation was over.
Wu Jiewen stared at the perfect sutures on Ning Xiangyi's left abdomen and couldn't help but ask: "You...are you the third senior brother?"
"I'm your brother!" Zhou Xingyun rolled his eyes without temper, and breathed out exhaustedly.
"Auntie, is she... okay?"
"Do you think I'm a god? This injury can't be healed in a month? When she wakes up, remember to ask the doctor for trauma medicine, and tell her not to eat spicy food or wet water to avoid inflammation of the wound. It will be removed after seven days according to the situation.
Needle and thread..." Zhou Xingyun's hands have been trembling, and his heart is beating wildly. When he was helping Ning Xiangyi to treat him just now, he was quite deft, but now he is trembling with fear...
"Thank you Mr. Zhou for saving me. Your great kindness and kindness will surely make you happy."
"It's easy! From now on, you will pay for all my meals."
"Excuse me, what is payout?"
"You are the one who raised me."
"Here……"
"Miss Wei, don't take it seriously, my third senior brother is joking with you."
Zhou Xingyun stood up holding on to the wall, smiling at Wei Suyao who was speechless and at a loss. Wu Jiewen, who understood Zhou Xingyun's temperament, quickly explained clearly to prevent the eldest girl from becoming angry and beating up the prodigal.
The hidden weapon in Ning Xiangyi's body has been removed, and her heartbeat and breathing have gradually stabilized. I believe that as long as she takes good care of her injuries, she can slowly recover.
However, although Ning Xiangyi's injury has stabilized, the young disciples of various sects are still not happy. Because everyone lost too many relatives in the battle with Fengtian City, and the reason why they survived was entirely due to the sacrifice of their elders to protect them.
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Zhou Xingyun took a short rest, looked around at the dejected young disciples, and couldn't help but ask.
"Brothers and sisters, there has been no sound from above for a long time. The disciples of the Demon Cult must have left Su Mansion. I would like to ask you what are your plans next?"
"Brother Zhou, how do you say this?"
The eyes of Xu Zijian and others immediately focused on Zhou Xingyun.
"Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. In order to rescue more brothers from the same family, we have to obey the instructions of our elders and take everyone to hide in the secret room. Now that the enemies have faded, do you still want to continue hiding?"
"Third Senior Brother, do you want to save Master?"
"Although I, Zhou Xingyun, am a prodigal from Jianshu Villa, I will never forget the upbringing of my elders. Now that they have fallen into the hands of thieves to protect us, I will save them even if I risk my life!"
"We can't defeat the demon sect thieves at all. If we try to save people, we will risk our lives."
"What's more, the thieves have already left Su Mansion, and we have no idea where they are going."
Several disciples of the sect expressed their opinions one after another, claiming that Zhou Xingyun's proposal to save people was simply a reckless and reckless act to risk death.
"Third senior brother, I think what they said is right. We should go back to Jianzhuang to report to our master first, and then tomorrow we will go to save the master with our uncles and uncles."
"Wait until tomorrow to save people? The day lilies are already cold. Jiwen, do you know that a lot of things can happen in one night, and it will be too late to wait until tomorrow." Zhou Xingyun could not imagine the tragic situation of Tang Yuanying falling into the hands of a traitor overnight.
"Seniors finally allowed us to escape. If you go back and die, wouldn't you be betraying their good intentions and letting their sacrifices be in vain?"
"That's right! When you said you were going to save people, have you ever considered the feelings of your seniors?"
"Your medical skills are good, but your martial arts skills are weaker than ours, so why should you save people? Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Death is not scary. The only thing I'm afraid of is that I will have to live with guilt for the rest of my life."
"To put it nicely, I have seen many people like you. They always think that they are great, but none of them end well in the end."
Zhou Xingyun wanted to persuade everyone to save people, but a few cowardly guys who were afraid of death could not live up to the good intentions of their seniors and resolutely rejected the offer of saving people.
It is true that fortunately Zhou Xingyun had performed amazingly before, so even though they disagreed, they did not dare to say anything rude to him. If it had been the time when he first came to Su Mansion, these guys would have kicked him away... You don't think so.
Who are you?
"I'm not forcing you, I'm just asking if any of you are willing to go with me to save people."
"My life was saved by Mr. Zhou. I am willing to accompany you."
"Brother Zhou, do you have a plan?"
Wei Suyao supported Zhou Xingyun without hesitation. After all, the female disciples of Shuixian Pavilion who came to attend the birthday banquet were all taken away by the enemy. Now that she has recovered some strength, she naturally hopes to rush to rescue her fellow disciples.
Xu Zijian has some concerns, because he will make decisions on behalf of more than ten Leshan disciples. If he does not have a detailed and feasible plan and just recklessly saves people, he cannot let his disciples die in vain.
"To be honest, I don't have a specific plan, I just think I have to do it. And... if we go to rescue people, there will be a glimmer of hope. If we don't go, there is no hope. Besides, we were in the dark before, so there is no
The odds of winning are now that the enemy is overt and we are covert, and the situation will be different. As long as we find their stronghold, we have a chance to rescue everyone."
Xu Zijian frowned and remained silent, hesitating for a few seconds before resolutely saying: "I will personally go with you to rescue."
"Senior Brother Xu, no, we will go with you if you want to go!"
"No, you must go back to Leshan and inform the master so that they can send people to rescue them as soon as possible." Xu Zijian said very calmly. He would track the whereabouts of the enemy and leave secret codes along the way so that everyone could track down the enemy.
"Senior Brother Xu, Senior Uncle Gu Mo has been so kind to me. I can't abandon him. Please let me join you."
After a brief discussion, the Leshan disciples decided to divide their troops into two groups. Half of them would return to Leshan to report the situation, and the other half would follow Xu Zijian to rescue.
"Without further delay, the Fengtian City believers will not be able to move fast with so many people. If we follow them now, we should be able to catch up with them." Zhou Xingyun was worried, fearing that his fiancée would be raped by bad guys.
"Wait a minute! Brother, don't be impatient. My surname is Qin and my name is Shou, and I am a descendant of the 'Hongmen' in Hangyu City. I am willing to go with you to rescue your elders."
"What's your name? Beast?" Zhou Xingyun was dumbfounded, wondering if he was hallucinating.
"Ahem, brother, what you said is wrong. This Qin Shou is not that beast. The fortune teller said that I was born to be an emperor, so I need to suppress it with a humble name..."
"The fortune teller said that you were born with a bad destiny. If you don't live up to your bad name, you will definitely die young." Before Qin Shou could finish his words, another young man joined the rescue team and introduced himself carelessly: "My name is Guo Heng.
A disciple of the Linbao Escort Bureau in Hangyu City, I am a close friend of this beast."
"Disciple of Biyuan Villa, Mu Hanxing."
"A disciple of Biyuan Villa, Zheng Chengxue."
"I have met you young heroes. We are willing to accompany Mr. Zhou to rescue the elders."
As soon as Guo Heng introduced himself, Zhou Xingyun saw two beautiful women approaching and said in unison.