The third turn of Yang Yang elixir?
It turns out that there really are such wonderful things in the world.
It turns out that the legend is not a myth, it was only passed down into a myth after a long time...
Wang Decai walked to the deserted street and pondered as he walked.
According to the name my wife told me, this elixir is of the third level. I heard stories from people telling fairy tales on the street that the elixir is graded according to the number of times. It is indeed true. It's just... wouldn't it be more powerful if it were a ninth-level one?
Nobles other than Duke or above are not allowed to use it?
Judging from the appearance of the young man, he doesn't look like a nobleman above a duke. If he were, how could he be bullied by those evil people?
But this was said by her own family members, so how could she lie to her own family members? Youdao is a liar. You can only deceive others, how can you deceive your own family?
Besides, although this wife was picked up from Jiangzhou City Wharf, I don’t know her origins very well. Judging from her daily living habits, she doesn’t look like a low-class farm girl, but she doesn’t look like a woman with fireworks either. It seems like she has some unusual origins.
Well, at Jiangzhou Pier where people come and go, the boats that board are luxury passenger ships. I guess my wife must be well-connected. Whether she is really capable or not, we will find out tomorrow...
Suddenly, there were some cries of night birds in the distance, which sounded like cries and interrupted Wang Decai's thoughts. Wang Decai touched the three-turn Yang Yang Pill in his arms and looked around cautiously.
After a quick glance, he noticed a bright light appearing at the end of the street behind him, as if someone was lighting a lantern.
Wang Decai was a little confused, who were coming here at midnight?
He slowed down, and when the light came closer, he realized that what was coming behind him was a group of government officials, hurrying towards this side, carrying a very large lantern with the word "yamen" written on it.
"Stop! Who is in front of you? Stop!" someone shouted from behind.
Wang Decai was frightened.
It's still dark, what are the people from this yamen doing in this small town?
No matter who comes, if you meet someone from the Yamen in this dark night, even if you can speak again, you will get into some trouble, so hiding is the best way. Not meeting is the best explanation.
Wang Decai looked around and couldn't help but secretly cursed at the bad idea. This street was full of funeral businesses, and all the shops had their doors locked. No one would open the door if he wanted to hide.
Wang Decai was extremely anxious. When he saw several coffins in front of the coffin shop next to him, he suddenly became wise and ran towards the coffins in a few steps without choosing the right path.
In fact, he couldn't choose a way. This thing was nearby where he could hide.
Wang Decai was afraid that he was weak, so he deliberately chose a thin-skinned coffin, opened the lid of the coffin, stepped in with his legs raised, and returned the lid to its original position from the inside with his backhand.
"This old grandson really knows how to cut corners. This is not even a coffin. The lid is so light. I can probably carry the entire coffin by myself. Do we need eight people to carry this poor man during his funeral?"
Wang Decai hid in the coffin and couldn't help but curse in a low voice after squatting down.
Wang Decai is now a doctor in a drug store. He usually sees dead people when he treats people, so he is not afraid of this empty coffin.
"Hey, this old Suntou, although he cut corners in making it, it's not small inside. It's really thin and stuffed..." Wang Decai muttered to himself as he touched the two walls with his hands, "This is the first time that I, Wang Decai, have seen this today. It’s your craft.”
As soon as Wang Decai finished speaking, there was a sudden flash of fire, and he saw a handful of flames burning out of thin air in front of him. At the same time, he said, "Brother, what you said is absolutely true. This is the first time I have seen it, hahaha."
Wang Decai was scared to death. If he hadn't seen the face of the man opposite, he would have pushed open the coffin lid and ran away.
"Why is it you!" Wang Decai really wanted to kick that person, but the space was so small that he couldn't stretch his legs.
"Hush! Hush! Don't say anything, someone is coming!" The man hurriedly stopped Wang Decai from speaking and blew out the fire stick in his hand.
It was obvious that the group of government officials had already arrived.
"Where are the people? Where have they gone!" Someone shouted loudly.
"Wandering around in the middle of the night, committing adultery or stealing! Search carefully for me!" A somewhat familiar voice with an official accent reached Wang Decai's ears.
Wang Decai ignored the man squeezed in the coffin with him, and his mind couldn't help but roar.
The man who calls himself Master is the Yamen County Magistrate of Nanfeng County, which governs Xintang Town.
This old man was the culprit who killed his father.
At first, the county magistrate listened to the scoundrel and took Old Doctor Wang to the Yamen and tortured him, forcing him to hand over the so-called secretly hidden royal tribute intoxicating ginseng, but where did the old doctor have this thing. At this time, Wang Decai was selling medicinal materials in other places and could not go to the Yamen in time to get some. When he got the news and rushed back, the old doctor Wang couldn't stand the torture and was beaten to death in the lobby.
Wang Decai went to the county government many times to reason and ask for an explanation. Who among the officials would pay attention to him? They were all beaten with sticks and threatened with punishment if they caused trouble again.
Finally, a well-intentioned person advised him not to go there again. As the saying goes, yamen have been unreasonable since ancient times. If you have reason, don't come in without money. The officials were just looking for some excuse to make some profit. This intoxicating ginseng was a rare product in Lingyin Mountain. Who knew that the old herb gatherer would be nowhere to be found after he died? The only thing to blame is that you were not at home and did not organize the government office in time to spend money to fish the person out.
The enemy is nearby, how can Wang Decai not be excited.
Wang Decai's breathing was rapid and blood rushed to his forehead. Regardless of the immediate danger, he stretched out his hand to push up the coffin lid and get out.
"Reckless! Don't move!" The man opposite pressed Wang Decai's hand and whispered, "I'll kill him later!"
"Do you recognize him?" Wang Decai was stunned.
"Of course, that person is the Yamen County Magistrate of Nanfeng County. I will avenge you."
Hearing this, Wang Decai was a little confused: "Why do you want to help me get revenge?"
But the other party did not answer him, because the people outside had already arrived at the coffin.
"Hey, I caught a toad along the way, it's also a dish!" someone was saying.
"Search quickly! Look who is wandering around in the dark night!" Someone else was shouting.
"Be quick, sir. I still have to do some business!" It was the same voice from the county magistrate.
Wang Decai squatted in the coffin, wishing he could go out and kill this old man, but he was just a medicine shop owner, not a martial artist, and had no other skills. If he went out, he would die.
In the coffin, Wang Decai couldn't lift his head. The more he thought about it, the more irritated and depressed he became.
"Master, everyone is looking for the side, no one is around!" Someone reported to the county magistrate.
"How could there be no one? You saw it just now, didn't you? Is it a ghost? It must be hiding in the shop. Ask the shop doors on both sides to open and look for it again!"
"Master, there is no one on both sides, the store is locked." someone replied.
"How is that possible? Is there no one guarding the shop at night?"
"Master, both sides of this street are selling funeral supplies, coffins, paper, incense, candles, tombstones, etc., but no one is there, and the door is locked!"
"Did...did I make a mistake just now? Maybe it was a ghost?" someone murmured.
"Don't talk nonsense..."
"unlucky!"
"Forget it, let's go."
"Hurry up and don't delay the master's business!"...
A group of people were making noise, and their voices gradually faded away.
After the people outside had gone away, Wang Decai couldn't help but wonder, and asked again: "Why are you helping me take revenge?"
Wang Decai was thinking, did this guy take the initiative to help him get revenge? Did he have other motives?
"Don't you recognize me?" the man asked coldly, with a somewhat contemptuous tone, "Businessman, did you sell the things you exchanged? Once you get rich, you won't remember me!"
I didn't expect that the imperial guard in front of me would speak in such a teasing way.
"I can recognize your bones even if you peel off the skin!" Wang Decai became angry when he heard the other party mention this. It was because I was trying to exchange for someone else's sword that my father died. "Thank you for your precious sword in exchange for my intoxicating ginseng!"
"I know why I'm asking nonsense why I helped you? My father was persecuted by the county magistrate for no reason in order to save my mother. Your hatred is my hatred. How can I not care about my benefactor's suffering and injustice?"
Wang Decai was shocked when he heard this. He originally thought that the other party had exchanged the treasured sword for drunken ginseng, and he had made a profit. The business was a transaction, and the two parties did not owe anything to each other, but the other party did not think so.
What a righteous man! This person can be handed over. Wang Decai couldn't help but admire secretly.
"I heard that you went away to a foreign country, why did you come back again? Did you come to avenge me after hearing about what happened to me?" Wang Decai was moved, but he still couldn't help the curiosity in his heart.
"No. In short, I just want to avenge you. You don't need to know much else." The other party said bluntly.
"Then..." Wang Decai was a little embarrassed by being pushed, but he was unwilling to accept it. After thinking about it, he changed the topic, "There are many people from the official family, can you beat them?"
"Stop talking, just wait and see. Just wait for me here and I won't bother you again when I come back after finishing my work."
The man was silent for a moment, probably listening to the noise outside, then opened the coffin lid, picked up the knife and went out.
Wang Decai stretched out his head and looked at the man, only to see the man hunched over and walking as fast as a cat, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
Wang Decai felt a little uneasy. He wanted to do something but felt that there was nothing to do, so he had to replace the coffin lid and hide inside to wait for the strong man to come back.
After a long while, Wang Decai realized that he still didn't know this person's name. He remembered that he had never given his name, and he had never asked him.
This person claimed to be a former royal guard. Because the former emperor died and left the capital, it seemed that he must have hidden among the people and became a knight and righteous man. Wang Decai analyzed secretly.
Chivalrous people are good, "Thousands of miles without leaving a name, killing one person in ten steps." This is how storytellers describe chivalrous people. In this troubled world, we need chivalrous and righteous people.
Is he such a knight?
Wang Decai stayed in the coffin and was thinking wildly. Suddenly, the lid of the coffin was gently opened, and a figure jumped in and fixed the lid again.
Wang Decai has been dealing with medicinal materials for a long time and has a very good nose. The man smelled strongly of blood. Needless to say, the former Ouchi guard had returned from work.
"Kill?" Wang Decai couldn't help but ask.
"Killing, killing a lot, alas, it belongs to his uncle! What a pity." The man said.
"Why are you sighing after the killing?" Wang Decai asked puzzledly.
As soon as the fire flashed, the man made a fire fold again, and asked Wang Decai to hold it for him, while he pulled off the mask on his face.
"I missed it. I killed the wrong person!" The man's face was covered with blood.
"What do you mean?" Wang Decai was even more puzzled.
"That is to say, the county prince is not dead. There is a young prince who blocked the knife for him!" The man wiped his face with a mask and looked regretful.
"Oh my god, you are a master, how can you make such a mistake?" Wang Decai was very surprised.
"So what? There were times when the horse stumbled. The situation was too complicated and there was nothing we could do. Those people were crowded into an inn in front of them. There were many people making noisy noises. There were too many people and the swords had no eyes."
