The thick smoke from Wanchun Tower has dissipated, and everything is devastated.
Mother Yang was stabbed in the wrist by a poisonous scorpion. Her whole arm was covered with bruises and she fell into a deep sleep. Lou Wanchun carefully protected her in his arms, with tears in his eyes and biting his lips. If he had guarded her, he would not have let her go into danger alone.
Jun Bubai was distressed for a moment and said with relief: "I have killed that man. Take Mother Yang to Shennong Medical Center as soon as possible. Senior Sun and Su Wan are both stationed there. Mother Yang will be safe and sound."
Lou Wanchun used his broad arms to lift up Mama Yang, knocking open several solid walls that were about to collapse, like a stag running through the mountains and forests, crushing countless green tiles on the street.
Jun Bubai has never been to Wanchun Building, and has never seen the prosperity in the building. The current desolation is really sad. Yu Jian stood in the building, holding a sleeve of sword intent, affecting the river dripping into the building. A wide sword river washed away the dilapidated buildings.
A black shadow fell next to the skinny Miao Jiang man, just as he was about to reach for his body. A long sword fell in his hand, impartially, separating the black shadow and the corpse. The black shadow was frightened away by the long sword and huddled in the shadows.
Jun Bubai walked down into the air step by step, each step being extraordinarily deep, "How much money did the Wang family promise you to kill people?"
The black shadow didn't answer, but two red snakes emerged from his hands and wrapped around the corpse.
Jun Bubai raised his hand and stabbed the red snake on the floor with two long swords. He still repeated the question just now. The whole building fell into the cold with his words, "How much money did the Wang family promise you?" Come and kill people.”
After being interrupted twice, Snake Bone picked up half of the earrings in his ears, pressed against the wall to be on guard against the flying sword, and said in a low voice: "One thousand taels per person, five thousand taels in total."
Two sword intents invisible to others flew out from Jun Bubai's cuffs. On the floor where the snake bones were hidden, two holes were opened in the fire-scorched wall. The moonlight shone down, and the snake bones had been hidden in another shadow.
With an anger he had never felt before in his chest, Jun Bubai raised his imperial weapon, and the body of the skinny Miao man flew out from the floor, hanging under the beam of light in the building, "Is a human life only worth a thousand taels!"
The snake bones rattled the earrings in the shadows, and the sound of the half-pulled fragments was like the crows in the mass graves, "One thousand taels for food is enough to feed the people of a village for a year in our southern Xinjiang. I think it's worth trading your life and death for the survival of a village."
Jun Bubai raised his hand and stabbed into the shadow with a sword. The long sword flew into the air, pierced the wall, and drew out a ray of moonlight, "You should know the consequences if you touch anyone in my world."
In the shadow, Snake Bone looked down at his legs. Jun Bubai's sword intent cut open his thigh trousers and poured in a wisp of cold wind, which was very chilly. "This is a river and lake. People die for wealth, and birds die for food." , it is a matter of course and unchangeable from time immemorial. Even if we don’t come, the Wang family will find someone else to come.”
Afraid of Jun Bubai's arrogant sword intent, the snake bones gave birth to several red snakes in the darkness, wrapping around the foundation pillars of Wanchun Tower. The building was burned by the fire and was already crumbling. He exerted another force to let this building He fell down and took the opportunity to take away the body of his accomplice.
Fallen leaves return to their roots, the same people they were when they left home are the same people they were when they returned home.
Jun Bubai lowered his sleeves, and a sword river invisible to others surged behind him. The river water that refilled the river outside the building was lifted entirely, supporting the Wanchun Tower that was about to collapse.
The people fighting the fire outside the building were shocked by this spectacle. They stopped and looked up. The wooden barrels filled with river water in their hands reflected the moonlight.
The foundation support pillars of Wanchun Building that withstood the burning fire were corroded into sawdust by snake venom and collapsed. However, while shaking, they stood firmly in place.
Hidden in the dark, Snake Bone's face suddenly changed. When he saw the people watching downstairs, a red mist seeped out of his sleeves, "You can protect this Wanchun Tower, but I wonder if you can protect the innocent people outside this building." common people.”
What responded to the snake bone was a raging sword river. The entire wall was blown away by the sword river, and a whole patch of moonlight spilled into the building.
Outside the torn hole, a snake thin in red mist swam among the crowd and climbed up the neck of a girl.
The girl's face was covered with mud, but her eyes were clear and shining. She was hiding behind her mother, carrying half a bucket of river water, and looked up. This was the first time she had seen such a spectacle since she was born.
Jun Bubai ducked down to the girl, pointed at the river water in the girl's portable wooden bucket, and caught the red snake.
The girl only felt the wind in her ears, but when she turned around, there was no one there. He tilted his head and scratched his itchy neck, and moved closer to his mother.
Jun Bubai flew back to Wanchun Tower, and the body hanging in the beam was gone. In his consciousness, a shadow carried the body and ran to the east of the city.
Jun Bubai raised his head and glanced at the distant Wanchun Tower, which was about to fall. He let out a long sigh, waved his hand, and waved out a river of swords. With his sleeves rolled up, he stood on the top of the sword river and chased towards the east of the city.
Everyone watching outside Wanchun Tower saw a white shadow flying out of the building, and a mellow voice sounded in their ears, "This building is going to collapse, please leave quickly."
Everyone thought it was an instruction from an immortal, bowed their hands, and left with their relatives. Only a group of girls from Wanchun Tower stood guard, watching and watching with their own eyes as Wanchun Tower collapsed into ruins. They burst into tears and rushed among the ruins. They rummaged through Yang's mother with their bare hands. The hands of human fireworks dripped hot blood among the rubble.
Shennong Medical Clinic.
The old doctor Sun Miao held up a high chair and sat in the courtyard, holding a medical book that he had already learned by heart and reading carefully. He flipped through a few pages, his eyes were dim, and he casually pinched a piece of candied fruit from a plate of candied fruits placed on the low stool at the four corners. Take out one and blanch the candied fruit with medicinal soup. It has the effect of clearing the lungs and improving eyesight.
The old doctor slurped candied fruit, the sour fruit soothed his mind and brightened his eyesight. The old doctor twirled his beard and read a few pages of medical books. All that was left of the candied fruit in his mouth was the pickled and flavorful core, and he spit it out to the eaves. A few broken tiles from the eaves fell into the courtyard, and among the broken tiles crawled out a gecko with its tail cut off. The gecko was stupid, climbing on all fours and hiding in the cracks in the wall.
The old doctor closed the medical book, raised his eyelids full of grooves, and said loudly: "Girl, I am the ancestor of Shennong Valley who used poison. Don't bring trouble to me for the tricks you are playing as a kid on the street. "
On the eaves, there was a woman wearing southern Xinjiang clothing, with black linen embroidery and silver makeup. She was in her early twenties, wearing a hand-knitted cloak, sitting sideways on the eaves and eating meat buns. The woman slowly took a bite of the meat bun, and the broth of the meat bun wrapped in lotus leaf paper was full of fragrance.
Eating meat buns in the middle of the night is a sin.
The old doctor asked: "But Grandma Sun's big meat buns in Guluo Lane in the west of the city."
The smell of meat buns wafted in the courtyard, and the old doctor was aroused. He picked up a piece of candied fruit and threw it into his mouth, slowly chewing it. He wanted to get a bit of meat flavor, but the pulp, which was the size of a fingernail, was soaked in medicinal soup for many days. , it has already become a lump, and even the original taste of the pulp has been lost. It really can't suppress the glutton.
The woman eating meat buns on the eaves took a bite of the meat buns, then reluctantly took out a meat bun from her pocket and threw it to the old doctor, "I bought it for two copper coins. Remember to return it to me later."
The old doctor reached out and took the meat bun. The meat bun was still warm and was carefully wrapped in lotus leaf paper. Reaching out to uncover the lotus leaf paper, an irresistible smell of meat penetrated into my nose. The old doctor opened his mouth and took a bite. The meat dumplings were wrapped in fresh broth and teased the tip of the tongue, making people want to take a second bite.
The old doctor finished eating the meat buns in several bites and said with a kind face: "The dose of poison you used is too small."
The woman also finished chewing the meat bun in her hand, took out a stack of fragrant handkerchiefs from her waist bag, carefully wiped off the broth left between her fingers, and hid the needle in the handkerchief and said: "Ordinary Jianghu people, even if they get a little bit of the poison I prepared, they won't be able to escape." Just one cup of tea will cause your stomach to rot, your intestines to pierce, and your orifices to bleed to death."
The old doctor twirled his beard and said, "This method of preparing poisons is still lacking. Why not come to our Shennong Medical Center to be an apprentice for a few years."
The woman from southern Xinjiang immediately refused, "If you don't learn, saving people is worse than killing."
The old doctor shook his head, took out two copper plates from his sleeves and threw them to the eaves, sighing: "It's a pity. If they were used in the right way, they could also relieve the suffering in the world."
The woman from southern Xinjiang wiped her hands and folded the fragrant handkerchief on her legs, "I'm hungry all day long, but I don't care about others."
The old doctor waved his sleeves, and the plate of candied fruits on the low stool at the four corners flew to the eaves in the wind, "Don't always eat meat buns, which can easily cause lung inflammation and phlegm. Try my newly brewed candied fruits to clear your lungs and improve your eyesight." "
The woman from southern Xinjiang reached out and pinched one, then licked a little with the tip of her tongue. Just a little, the whole tip of her tongue began to feel numb and numb. The woman from southern Xinjiang was not timid, she threw the whole candied fruit into her mouth and took a big bite. The medicinal properties of the candied fruit immediately spread through the meridians of her body, her lungs felt cool, and there was a hint of coolness in her breath.
The medicinal properties of the candied fruit did not dissipate in the lungs, but slowly traveled to the heart. The woman stretched out a finger and pointed at the heart, and the medicinal properties disappeared. The woman from southern Xinjiang finished sucking the fruit pulp, spit out the tasteless core, pinched another one and threw it into her mouth, muttering: "The last one was worth an extra penny."
The old doctor put the medical book on the low stool at the four corners and said with a chuckle: "If you can't eat any day, come to this medical clinic. Although there is no delicacies from the mountains and seas, the simple food is still enough."
The woman from Southern Xinjiang took out a piece of tung oil paper from her pocket, packed all the candied fruits in the plate, and said mischievously: "If I find someone else, my master will break my legs if he finds out."
The old doctor chuckled and said, "I'll pick it up for you when the time comes."
The woman from Southern Xinjiang packed up the candied fruits, threw the plate down into the courtyard, stood up and stretched her muscles, "It's better not to bother senior, it's good now."
The old doctor took the plate, placed it on the low stool at the four corners, stood up, put away the stool, and moved it under the eaves.
The old doctor stabilized the high chair and the four-corner stool under the eaves, and reminded loudly: "Don't waste the herbs in the courtyard. Although they are not valuable, they will be put into the cabinet to brew medicine tomorrow. If they are overturned, I will not care about you." Whose disciple will definitely soak you in a medicine vat and try the medicine for ten days and a half?"
The woman from Southern Xinjiang chuckled, "Senior, don't worry, I will only kill people today and won't waste your medicinal herbs."
Next to the southern Xinjiang woman was a man in black clothes and black hair, staring directly at the side room where Sui Dingfeng was being treated.
