When Peng Zexin picked up He Meisheng, his heart felt as painful as a knife, and he felt the desire for power like never before. In the past, he only wanted to have a place to live and become a man capable of raising his wife and children.
But now, his desire for power has reached the extreme. Everything these days tells him that without power, he cannot control the overall situation and cannot protect the people he wants to protect.
Only by improving one's skills can power be consolidated. He felt that he could not wait any longer, but he had to wait for Mei Sheng to wake up, otherwise everything would be in vain.
Why did the third master have a conflict with Mei Sheng? How dare he take such a heavy blow. The mystery remains unsolved, but since the Third Master has blatantly clamored against him, this person will definitely not be allowed to stay.
A few days ago, Peng Zexin sent people to find doctors outside the village to stay in the village, but all the doctors asked for money were huge sums of money, which was really not enough.
At the moment, we can only ask Qiao Lei, the village's traditional Chinese medicine expert, to come over and take a look, but he is a confidant of the third master, so there is no guarantee that he will not make mistakes.
"Your third boss has been imprisoned by me. I advise you to save others with peace of mind and don't make mistakes." Peng Zexin said unceremoniously.
This is the first time that Qiao Lei has seen him so angry. He already knows about the house arrest of the third master. Whether he led the crowd to rescue the third master, or surrendered to Peng Zexin, or whether he is competing with the snipe and the clam for the fisherman to gain the advantage. Watching a tiger fight from a mountain, when the time comes for him to proclaim himself king, he will have to think about it again.
Qiao Lei pretended to bow and nodded repeatedly. "The new injury is not fatal yet, but - the old injury has not healed, and the new injury has been added, which may affect the root cause."
"Can you please tell me a solution?"
"I need some medicine to lure Qi Yangzi."
"That's not easy. I'll send someone to buy it."
"Not to mention that the village is short of money, even if there is money, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it."
"What do you say?" Peng Zexin unsheathed his sword and put it against Qiao Lei's chest. He still lost his patience, how could he hear this person be so showy.
"Calm down your anger, calm down your anger. It's just because it was the secret medicine of the previous dynasty. It was all in the palace and has disappeared in the mountains and markets." Qiao Lei's kung fu is not bad. In the past, he should be better than Peng Zexin, but for the time being, he still has it. Not wanting to conflict with him directly, I had to pretend to beg for mercy.
Palace? If he were in high school at that time and passed the exam, he might be able to meet the Holy Master and try his best to get this thing. But now that he has become a bandit, how can he be seen? "Is there any other method?"
"A young man with little knowledge only knows this trick." On the one hand, this was a difficult problem he posed to Peng Zexin. On the other hand, although this method was tricky, it was an effective method and would not damage his medical ethics. It's just that he is a bandit. If he dares to touch the things in the palace, he may die but not come back. This just suits his purpose.
"Your plan is a dead end. It's useless even if you say it. Where are we going to look for it? Why don't we go to the palace to get it?" He sighed and said, "I'll ask another doctor to take a look. Maybe there is a way."
Qiao Lei bowed and left, turned around and strode out the door, the corners of his mouth rising.
He knew that Peng Zexin was young, but he was very thoughtful, and he would definitely be wary of him. At night, the young man summoned the doctor from down the mountain, and after Qiao Lei's advice, he changed his tone. This time, Peng Zexin had to believe it even if he didn't want to. letter.
Peng Zexin got the same diagnosis as Qiao Lei from the doctor, and knew that there was no way out. If there was no other way, the palace would have to make a breakthrough.
"How long does she have left?"
"As little as a month, as long as half a year. It's hard to judge." In fact, regardless of whether Qiao Lei took care of this doctor, He Meisheng's remaining life was indeed only this long.
In the middle of the night, everything was silent. He Meisheng woke up and felt a warmth in her left hand. It turned out to be Peng Zexin, who was lying beside the bed, holding her hand. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep.
But he grabbed it too hard, causing her great pain. She wanted to pull her hand back, but she was too weak to pull away at the moment.
Peng Zexin was awakened by He Meisheng's actions. The dream was exactly the scene where he and He Meisheng first met when they were children. At that time, he was pushed to the ground and beaten by the bully in the town. It was He Meisheng who rushed over with a bamboo stick, drove the group away, helped him up, and then handed the bamboo stick into his hand. He held the bamboo stick tightly and did not dare to let go. He still doesn't know where Xiao Mei Sheng, who is several years younger than him, got so much energy and was able to drive away those people and finally save his life.
He looked at He Meisheng with his eyes as if he hadn't seen her for many years. Because of the pain all over her body, her eyes were full of tears, which made him feel distressed even more, and this distress was also accompanied by overwhelming anger.
"You're awake." No matter how angry he was, he was infinitely gentle when he spoke to Mei Sheng.
"I'm fine." She has used this sentence as a mantra, and she is afraid that she will become a burden to others. She actually had something to say to him, but Peng Zexin was afraid that she would not get enough rest late at night, which would be detrimental to recovery, so he put his index finger to his mouth to signal him to stop talking.
"Rest first. You must rest well now. If you have anything to say, we can talk tomorrow. I know how much grievances you have, and I will repay you twice as much." He said the most ferocious words in the gentlest tone.
He put her hand back on the bed and left the room after she fell asleep.
There were no lights in the cave and it was very dark. This was specially ordered by Peng Zexin. The purpose was to hide the light from the third master's family and instill fear in order to facilitate interrogation. The three of them were tied up with five flowers and placed on three pillars.
After Peng Zexin arrived, a fire was lit in the cave. They had been hungry for three days and were already somewhat delirious. He walked around to the third master's ear, smiled evilly, and said:
"Do you know why no one came to save you?"
The news that he had been kidnapped had already been spread by a few boys, so why did they not come to rescue him for so long? He had no idea how long he had been locked in this dark cave. There was only the sound of water in the cave, ticking, but how could he calm down and calculate when he was so upset.
The Third Master suppressed the anger in his heart, clenched his teeth, and trembled all over. He knew that his situation was over, so he had to see how much waves this little kid Peng Zexin could make before making countermeasures.
"Okay, you won't answer. What about this question? Where did you transfer the money in the warehouse?" Peng Zexin asked.
"I haven't transferred." He replied weakly.
"You have a tough talk. You were also responsible for the plague, right?"
"Stop spitting nonsense." The third master's tone became much tougher.
"Whether you admit it or not, as long as someone recruits you, it will be you." He drew his sword and pointed at the two people beside the third master, and said with a smile: "If you recruit me, I will let you go."
The Third Master smiled contemptuously. He was naturally relieved about his two confidants. Peng Zexin was young and his actions might not be vicious. If it was just a pretense to scare them, then there was nothing to be afraid of.
Peng Zexin's sword flew in the air, and the sword energy stirred up the wind. The two men closed their eyes and remained silent, apparently refusing to obey.
"Open your eyes!" he shouted.
The two men clenched their jaws tightly, and they were naturally afraid. The next sword might open a hole in their bodies at any time.
When they opened their eyes, they saw strands of broken hair like mud.
The third master didn't expect that this boy's swordsmanship had improved to such an extent.
