More and more black blood came out of the four acupoints on Mei Siyuan's feet, gradually turning into beads, and then the beads fell into threads...
At this time, the news that a goddess doctor came to the house to treat the old man had already spread. Except for Fu Su, Yun Hu, and Yun Yao, almost everyone else gathered in the hall. Mei Siyuan, Yun Yao and others were gathered on the three floors inside and outside. Xiaoyang was in the middle.
"Uncle Master, why is the blood from Master Mei's feet so dark and thick?" Zhi Cang asked Zhan Jue beside him with a curious look on his face.
Compared with the step-by-step approach of Buddhism, the martial arts of Zhenwu Guan does not focus on the foundation. If you are extremely talented, you can often learn a few introductory martial arts, and then you can skip the level and practice the superior martial arts of your sect. For example, Mei Yuanchen first learned the most superior longevity skills, and then later learned Zhenwu swordsmanship and chaos Wuji skills.
Zhi Cang has an average talent, so although he is only twenty-nine years old, he has been practicing his own internal skills for several years, and now he can see some skills.
"The stagnant Qi and blood congestion are not discharged from the body for a long time, and body poison gradually develops. This body poison is a common hidden disease of internal injury." Zhan Jue watched Yun Xiaoyang perform the acupuncture, while gently returning Zhi Cang's needle.
News of the salt production from Blind Mountain quickly spread throughout Dahua and several surrounding countries. There were many political factions, wealthy businessmen, and Jianghu gangs who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get involved in the Blind Mountain Salt Farm. After several contacts, these people realized that Mei Siyuan was upright, indifferent, and a hard-nosed person.
With the idea that "if someone else is appointed as the Anxian Salt Transportation Secretary, things may turn around", these people naturally became evil-minded and sent dead soldiers dozens of times to assassinate Mei Siyuan.
There were many people who wanted to harm him, and there were also many people who protected him overtly and covertly. In addition to the government officials, the accompanying personal guards, the retainers of the Mei Mansion, there were also two teams sent by Xia Muchao and Xia Muren.
However, people often say that "it is impossible to guard against it". The bad guy is in the dark, no matter how careful the defense is, surprises will inevitably happen. Mei Siyuan was injured one after another during several attacks.
One of them was when he was punched in the waist by a master from the Shatuo Kingdom, causing him to vomit blood on the spot. That day, brothers Fu Chu and Fu Su almost had to risk their lives to drive away the enemy.
"How is your internal strength?" Yun Xiaoyang suddenly asked Mei Yuanchen quietly.
She asked so suddenly that not only Mei Yuanchen didn't understand, but everyone else around her didn't understand.
"This set of acupuncture has been completed. It will be necessary to use external internal force to activate the zhenqi in his body to circulate around the body for a week." Yun Xiaoyang explained softly, "The previous acupuncture process consumed a lot of zhenqi. At this moment, I The internal strength is slightly weaker than your father’s, so I’m afraid it’s not enough to activate the true energy in your father’s body.”
Two and a half hours of acupuncture not only consumed a lot of her mental energy, but also consumed a lot of her internal energy. Mei Siyuan's injury was much more serious than she had previously expected.
"My internal strength is not weak. If I just stimulate the movement of the true energy in my father's body, I don't think I can do it." Mei Yuanchen replied seriously.
When he was in the hospital, Qingxuan helped him open up the Ren and Du channels. In terms of internal strength, he was already considered a first-rate master in the world. But Qingxuan was worried that his internal power would be too powerful and would attract people to covet him, so he injected a burst of true energy into his internal power to suppress it.
In the past two or three months, his internal strength of longevity skill has improved rapidly, and there are faint signs of breaking through the suppression.
Qingxuan said that once the true energy he injected into Mei Yuanchen's body was resolved, there would be no more people in the world who could harm him with their martial arts than the number of their hands.
"That's easy to handle." Yun Xiaoyang chuckled, "Zhen Qi Protector, once internal force is injected into a person's body, the Zhen Qi in his body will conflict. After a while, you inject a stream of Zhen Qi into your father's body. , slowly rotating around the body, the true energy in your father's body will be gathered and blocked along the way, and during this period, the unpurified poison will be forced out of the body by these two internal energies."
"Wonderful!" Mei Yuanchen felt a sudden enlightenment and praised, stroking his hands.
Yun Xiaomeng slowly took the last injection and said to Mei Yuanchen: "It's time to inject the inner energy. It's best if the inner energy you inject is slightly stronger than the true energy in your father's body. It's not good if it's too weak. Too strong will not be effective." It’s not good either.”
"Thank you, girl, for reminding me!" Mei Yuanchen said gratefully.
Last time, Mei Siyuan was injured outside Jinzhou City. Mei Yuanchen was worried that his injury would worsen, so he hurriedly injected a strong internal energy into his body. Now that he thought about it, it might not be a good thing.
Knowing that Mei Yuanchen was going to transfer his energy to the master later, Haitang hurriedly brought a chair from the side and put it behind him, saying softly: "Okay, sit down."
With Yun Xiaoyang's advice, Mei Yuanchen became much more cautious. After sitting down opposite Mei Siyuan, he stretched out his left hand to touch his right hand, and slowly injected a weak stream of true energy into the Zhongchong point on the tip of his finger.
Qingxuan has a saying, the beginning of luck is the best.
... ...
After everything was arranged, Hu Xiwei went to the Yanyun Government Office alone.
He was ordered to come here to protect Mei Mansion Zhouquan, so there was no reason why he couldn't come and talk to the rightful owner.
"I am Hu Xiwei. I am an old friend of His Royal Highness King Jaw. If you have any questions, I would like to see Mr. Mei." Hu Xiwei stood in front of the Yanyun Government Office and addressed the soldiers in a serious tone.
It was already three o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark, and a glass lamp was hung in front of the house.
"Do you have a greeting card for your distinguished guest?" The two soldiers looked at each other, and one of them asked.
Hu Xi was startled for a moment and replied: "There is no greeting card."
The two of them looked embarrassed, and one of them replied: "Dear guest, please come back with a greeting note so that we can inform you later."
Tens of thousands of kilograms of salt are produced in the blind mountain salt field every day, and countless interests are involved. Those who come to visit the government are either to send money or to plead for mercy. Mei Siyuan is really not bothered. He has already told the government soldiers that if there is no invitation to pay a visit, no one can do it. In the future, people will be introduced into the house.
Hu Xiwei's face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Someone wants to harm Master Mei. I am here to protect you on the orders of Prince Jaw. Please go and report it, so as not to ruin the big thing."
The mansion was attacked three times and four times, and the soldiers from the two mansions were naturally aware of it. After listening to Hu Xiwei's words, they believed it a little. The soldier who asked for greetings earlier bowed slightly and said softly: "Your honor, please." When the time comes, go and report."
When the soldiers found the side hall, they saw dozens of people surrounding it, and they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Fortunately, they happened to see He Jing standing at the outermost edge, so they called out softly: "Master He!"
He Jing is the escort captain of the Yanyun Government and an important subordinate officer under Mei Siyuan.
Hearing someone shouting behind him, He Jing turned around and saw the soldiers looking at him in embarrassment. He knew there was a visitor outside the door, so he walked out of the hall and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"
"A middle-aged man came outside the door without a greeting card. He claimed to be the old man of His Highness King Jaw. He said that Prince Jaw had learned that someone was trying to harm you recently, so he sent him over to protect you." The soldier replied softly.
"Previously, more than two hundred people were killed in the house. If the young master and a group of old and young Taoist priests from Zhenwu Temple had not arrived in time, I am afraid that the Yanyun Government Office would have been wiped out. The people who came said that someone wanted to kill him. My lord, I think this is not groundless. However, my lord is recovering from his injuries and it is inconvenient to see guests, so we might as well invite him to the front hall to wait." He Jing thought to himself.
"Sir, this..." Fu Bing asked with a wry smile.
"Let's go and have a look!" He Jing said to the soldiers as he walked quickly to the outside.
... ...
"How's it going? Have you found the place to stay in Baiweitang?" Seeing the two underworld envoys coming to answer his orders, Jiu Qingqing opened his mouth and asked.
The Great Mingshi respectfully replied: "Master, we have found them. The people from Baiweitang have settled in seven large houses less than a mile away from the Yanyun Government Office. But..."
"But what?" Jiu Wuqing asked coldly.
"It is reported that there are more than 400 of them on this trip, and it seems that their martial arts are not weak. I am afraid that we may not be able to gain the upper hand." The Great Underworld Envoy lowered his head and replied.
In addition to killing people, Zhaixing Pavilion's tracking skills are also top-notch. Apart from Zhaixing Pavilion, there is really no other sect in the world that can match it. In less than half a day, the details of Baiweitang have been carefully explored. ,clear and direct.
Jiu Qingqing's face turned cold and he replied in a deep voice: "What do you know? The master of the palace has already made detailed arrangements. You just need to obey my orders!"
The corners of Da Mingshi's eyes trembled, he hurriedly bowed his body and replied in a serious voice: "Yes, master, I realize my mistake."
"Is one of them named Hu Xiwei?" Jiu Wuqing's face looked a little better and he asked again.
"Master, I haven't heard anything about this. Do you want to go and find out more?" The Great Underworld Envoy asked tentatively with some palpitations.
Unexpectedly, Jiu Wuqing shook his head and replied: "No need. Can you find out where their leader is staying?"
He also knew that Baiweitang was not a force on the surface after all, and it was by no means an easy task to find out the name of one of them. However, Zhang Suiguang had previously stated that Hu Xiwei was the leader of Baiweitang's trip.
Finding the leader of Baiweitang naturally means finding Hu Xiwei.
"Their leader is a tall, thin middle-aged man with a white face and short beard. He is currently in the fourth courtyard where you turn left at the first fork in Wujia Hutong. There are old couplets pasted in front of the door and a pair of stone braves at the door." The Great Underworld Envoy. He held his hand and replied.
... ...
He Jing led Hu Xiwei to the front hall. The two sat down and explained, "Mr. Haihan. My lord is recovering from his injuries at the moment. He will come over after everything is done."
"Oh? Is Lord Mei injured?" Hu Xi asked slightly.
After hearing what He Jing said, he thought that the enemy had taken the first step and had injured Mei Siyuan. If so, the more than 400 people who came here would have failed in their duty. Thinking of this, his forehead frowned tightly.
"Yes. My adults were attacked and injured several times, and they almost lost their lives outside Suzhou three months ago. Fortunately, the young master invited a goddess doctor back, and he started acupuncture treatment for his injuries in the afternoon, which lasted half an hour. The needles were withdrawn just a moment ago, but now it is my young master who is trying to heal your wounds." He Jing replied softly.
After listening to what he said, Hu Xiwei knew that Mei Siyuan was not injured today, and felt much better instantly, so he said: "I hope Master Mei will recover soon, and be safe and healthy!"
He Jing smiled and replied: "Haha, Mr. Cheng's blessing. By the way, I haven't asked you your name yet?"
"My surname is Hu." Hu Xiwei replied softly, "You can tell Master Mei that Hu Xiwei can find him at Baiwei Hall."
Both were Xia Muchao's arms. Although Mei Siyuan and Hu Xiwei had never met, they both knew about each other's existence. He had even been ordered to send dozens of people to secretly protect Mei Siyuan. Unexpectedly, the two met for the first time after the death of their co-owner, which made Hu Xiwei sigh and sigh in his heart.
"Mr. Hu, please sit down for a moment, and let me go to the side hall to take a look." He Jing stood up, smiled and said to Hu Xi slightly, "Maybe the master has finished healing his wounds. I can't tell for sure."
