Extreme Taoist Medicine

Chapter 11
"Who the hell is bothering Wen Shao, don't you want to live..." Xiaochao's echo came from the empty building, but the echo stopped abruptly in the middle of the clamor.

"Ahhh!"

The shrill screams came from downstairs, and when Lu Chen heard the screams like killing a pig, he had a feeling that someone must have come to him, but who this person was, Lu Chen really couldn't figure it out.

"Ah, Young Master Wen, come and save me, ah!"

The voice was still miserable, and Wen Shaoyang who was beside him trembled when he heard the voice. He looked at the five people beside him, gritted his teeth fiercely, and cursed: "Fucking old man is the second young master of the Wen family, who would dare to touch him?" Me, leave one of you to watch him, and the others will follow me, I want to see who dares to come to me about Wen Zhengyang."

After speaking, he led the people down with great momentum, Lu Chen looked at Wen Zhengyang's back, thoughtful.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps, and the person who was guarding Lu Chen was overjoyed, and was about to move forward, but the next second came up to a dwarf wearing a clown mask, and in her hand was a Carrying the unconscious Wen Zhengyang.

The younger brother was stunned when he saw this scene, and when he saw the clown who was approaching, he fainted instantly. Lu Chen looked at the fainted person, feeling very helpless. No shame.

Then the clown turned his gaze to Lu Chen, walked over slowly, then moved his knife casually, and slowly moved towards Lu Chen. The masked clown, he can only be slaughtered.

"Brother Clown, please forgive me, I know, you didn't come here because of me, you must have a grudge against Wen Zhengyang, you came to revenge, right, in fact, I also have a grudge against him, you see I was kidnapped by him Here, I also have no other choice, can I leave if you are old?"

It's just that what Lu Chen said didn't seem to have any use, but instead accelerated the pace of the clown. Lu Chen looked at the clown who was walking step by step, his mind was spinning extremely fast, but no matter how much Ren Lu Chen said, the clown A mask is like a deaf person who cannot hear.

Knowing that the clown was standing in front of Lu Chen, he raised his knife and slowly chopped it down.

"Ah, master, please forgive me, master, I will buy you breakfast in the future."

Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the sword stopped two centimeters from the center of Lu Chen's eyebrows.

"Good boy, I know you are blocking your teacher with food. It seems that you understand me, but how do you know it's me?" After speaking, the clown took off his mask and revealed an old face. old?

"Hey, old man Mo, do you know that you scared me to death, my brother really thought he was going to die young, scared me to death, hurry up and untie the rope for me, Wen Zhengyang is so fucking ruthless to use his grandson. Lu Chen rubbed his face with his hands and looked at Mo Lao.

"Hey old man, I want to know how I can see through your disguise, no, you just need to teach me how to defeat them today, and I will tell you, your master has only taught your apprentices how to practice, but you haven't taught how to fight. I was beaten so badly today, you have to pay half of the responsibility."

"Okay boy, I'm motivated. Your master and I have worked so hard to save you. In the end, you still scolded your master. In the end, it's my fault? I really shouldn't have saved you." Mo The old man pretended to sigh and said.

When Lu Chen saw Mr. Mo like this, he was immediately discouraged, and quickly ran to Mr. Mo's side and said good things with a stern face, knowing that after half an hour, Mr. Mo promised to teach him some tricks in a few days.

Lu Chen saw something else in Mo Lao's eyes, and asked quickly: "Mo Lao, have you noticed anything?"

Mo Lao looked at Lu Chen and said: "Do you still remember what I said to you when you were beaten a few days ago?" After speaking, he pointed to Wen Zhengyang who was lying on the ground.

Lu Chen looked at Wen Zhengyang on the ground and said, "Mr. Mo, you mean that Wen Zhengyang was tricked by someone?"

"That's right, and the person who harmed him was from my Maoshan generation. This curse is the Five-Life Yin-Yang Scattering Soul Curse, which is extremely poisonous. It is a curse that disperses people's souls. This is the Maoshan forbidden technique. I don't know who it is." Who is it?" Mo Lao said seriously.

"Master, since they are all from the Maoshan generation, can we break him and make his plan come to nothing? Although Wen Zhengyang has harmed me before, it is the duty of a human being to cure diseases and save lives. I don't want to see him die in front of me. .”

"Of course, you don't want to see who your master is. For this kind of spell, you have to ask your master to come. You look after it, and you have to learn it in the future."

After speaking, Mr. Mo left the chair and walked to Wen Zhengyang's side.

Husband suffers from pain and heat for a long night

Often thinking about hunger and thirst, thinking about a sprinkling of nectar water is like heat to cool you down

Two sprinkling of water from the Dharma Realm

After talking about pinching the print, there seemed to be a drop of water in his hand, and then he pressed it suddenly to Wen Zhengyang's dantian, and then a puff of black smoke rose from Wen Zhengyang's head, slowly rising up, corroding the cement board above his head a big hole.

Lu Chen looked at Mr. Mo casting spells, his eyes shone with golden light, and he hurried forward to flatter him. After a while, Lu Chen told Mr. Mo that he wanted to learn, but Mr. Mo seemed to have expected that Mr. Mo would say After saying this, he left without looking back, and only got the name of this spell "Dou Mu Xuan Ling Secret Curse" from him.

Lu Chen said it several times in his mouth, and when he looked up, he realized that Old Man Mo had gone far away. Looking at the back of Old Man Mo not far away, Lu Chen secretly made up his mind that he must learn Maoshan Technique well.

"Hey, old man, wait for me, why are you walking so fast, wait for your apprentice..."

"Burch..." Mr. Mo was rubbing his stomach with one hand, and was picking his teeth with a toothpick in the other. On the table was a neat pile of sheep bones. On the opposite side of the table, Lu Chen looked at Old Man Mo who was picking his teeth with a bitter face.

Just now on the road, Lu Chen has been pestering old man Mo to give him the magic spell. Old Mo said that he wanted to eat roasted whole lamb. Lu Chen thought about how much an old man can eat, so he took Old Mo to the roasted sheep restaurant directly. Who knew that the old man had such a big appetite, and he hadn't finished eating one leg yet, and Lao Mo over there finished half the sheep.

Lu Chen looked at Lao Mo resentfully, Lao Mo felt Lu Chen's gaze, turned his head to Lu Chen and said: "You got a lot of money from this meal, this is considered a teacher's ceremony, after two days I'll show you the real big world at night, and I promise you won't miss out on this meal, you think your teacher is a big liar."

Lu Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately forgot all about that bit of grief.

"Old Mo, are you trying to teach me the true skills of Maoshan Taoist priests?"

Lao Mo nodded seriously, until now Lu Chen felt that there was a light called a teacher on Lao Mo.

"But it's breakfast every day, ahem."

Lao Mo's second sentence directly shattered Lu Chen's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)