Counterattack Xiaoxian

It only took a moment, but when his will returned, he found that he had punched out with a "wave hammer". Unlike before, this punch actually had cold spiritual power penetrated his body and went straight to the window.

Ji Lingchu couldn't catch it, and his heart was hanging in the air, but the eyes just blinked and then disappeared, transforming into a thick palm.

"Kakakaka" he felt as if he had hit thousands of layers of banana leaves, which was not pleasant at all. He exhausted all his strength and fell over.

Before he could understand, there was a wild howl in his ears, and then a "kakaka", and a huge black shadow hit him.

Ji Lingchu was stunned when he was hit. When he looked up with stars in his eyes, he saw it was the Boar King.

It turned out that when Ji Lingchu rushed to the street, this guy went up to protect his master, but he was defeated with a palm, and he and his master became inseparable.

Faced with the sudden attack, the charioteers who drove the carriage were all well-trained and protected the vehicle without moving. The person who got out of the car was a rich old man.

This man is of medium build, with a round complexion. He is wearing a dark silk robe and a large gemstone ring on his right hand. He has an indescribable calmness and magnanimity.

He walked around, looked at the people on the ground, and asked slowly and in a mixed witch language: "Who are you, and why did you sneak attack?"

Ji Lingchu was not actually injured. He got up slowly, his mind racing, thinking that he had really seen a ghost. What should he do? There must be a reason for taking action for no reason. Could it be that someone shocked me in the eye? This is a bit difficult to explain...

When the old man's brows gradually furrowed, Ji Lingchu shouted loudly, pointed at the convoy and scolded: "Thieves, kill my people and destroy my home. I wish I could tear you into pieces!"

This was the line used by the saint when she was attacked that day, when she angrily scolded the strong man with the iron crown. After he learned the witch language, he remembered this passage. At this time, Jianghu came to the rescue and borrowed it for use.

As expected, the old man was stunned and said, "Did you misunderstand, little brother? We are merchants from Wancheng Trading Company. How could we do something like killing people and destroying families?"

Wancheng Trading Company?

What a coincidence, I just heard their names and saw them in the blink of an eye.

Ji Lingchu wanted this effect. He made a surprised expression and waved his arms in the air a few times. His eyes were sad and he muttered: "I recognized the wrong person, I recognized the wrong person!"

Then he pounced on the Mountain Boar King and shouted: "Dawang, are you okay? You can't die, Dawang..."

"You...?" The old man felt something was wrong and wanted to step forward. Suddenly he heard a gentle voice coming from the carriage: "Guanshi Jia, it's okay. Let's go."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then returned to the car and ordered the convoy to continue moving forward.

Ji Lingchu watched the convoy go away, then turned to look at the wild boar king who kept chirping, and found that it was quite energetic, but its two hind legs were broken.

This makes people worried. They can’t leave. What should I do?

At this time, several streetwalkers came over from the crowd watching the excitement. Although they were streetwalkers, they were very enthusiastic. They borrowed ropes and poles, tied up the wild boar king, and said they were carrying him to the hospital.

The Mountain Boar King is now somewhat famous in the town, so his treatment is naturally different. Several people worked together to send him to a hospital.

It's not entirely true that it's a medical center. It's actually a shrine under the Yao Shrine.

Yao Shen Temple has a transcendent status and will not be open to the public except for important events. Ordinary people who want to seek medical treatment and worship gods come here on weekdays.

Ji Ling first heard that there were thirteen tribes of the White Witch Clan in the Burial Star Sea, headed by the Red Spider Tribe. Each tribe had a Yao Shrine, and they all respected the Yao Shrine as their ancestral temple.

From this point of view, the status of the saint is still very high, at least no less than that of a clan leader.

He actually knew the director of the shrine. He was a foot-picking uncle named Sun Desan. He had dealt with him in the past. This man was bald and it was difficult not to remember him.

Strictly speaking, everyone from the saint to the servant in Yao Shen Palace can be regarded as a practitioner, and they all have some ability. Master Sun is good at veterinary medicine, and he has no problem handling domestic animals.

But he didn't have the confidence to face such a big wild boar, and because of his face, he still went forward to treat it.

"I said, little prince, the clan is in a tight situation right now, and you want to bring a wild beast to stir up trouble. Isn't it enough to bother me?" Sun Desan was inspecting and talking at the same time, with a hint of intimacy in his complaints.

"Uncle Sun, after all, it's your life. Once you're cured, I'll help you with your work from now on." Ji Lingchu asked for help and always said good things, and the Boar King also hummed in support.

"Hey! Don't call me uncle. You are a nobleman. You can't afford it, so you won't have to work. I'll be lucky if you don't report me to Granny Fengxiang."

Not to mention, Ji Lingchu had actually done this before, but it was just a joke. He secretly laughed and said, "Why are noble people not noble? Are there still bitches?"

"That's me. I was selected to be this bad host. I have a lot of trivial matters all day long. I only want to go back to chant sutras and practice and serve Yaozu."

"You are also doing something for Yao Zu. Besides, you are said to have superb medical skills."

"It doesn't matter," Sun Desan stopped and said, "This is the famous 'laughing man who never hits the smiling face'. Have you met someone from Wancheng Trading Company?"

"Reach out your hand and not hit the smiling person?" Ji Lingchu asked curiously.

"It's Wancheng Trading Company's signature technique, Qianye Hand, which is a very annoying defensive palm technique.

"This is interesting, is there anything in it?"

"Hey, it's funny to say that, although Wancheng Trading Company is powerful, it is still doing business. The most fearful thing about business is conflicts, and conflicts are inevitable. This Qianba Shou, it happens that he doesn't get beaten and doesn't hurt anyone. How nice. !”

Sun Desan stood up and left: "Just wait a moment and I'll get the medicine."

"Business wizard!" Ji Lingchu thought about it and was immediately impressed. He felt that this person was amazing. He understood that customers are God. No wonder his business is so big.

Sun Desan came back in a short time and brought a steaming iron basin filled with thick black juice and a pungent smell.

No introduction was needed. Ji Lingchu knew it was rosin. When he was a child, people used this thing to remove the hair from pig's trotters. The crackling sound is still in his mind.

Ji Lingchu's eyes widened and he thought, I am just treating its injuries, not killing the New Year Pig. Is this appropriate for you?

"Hold it! Don't let it move around." Sun Desan didn't care so much. He asked him to press the pig's foot firmly, use a brown-bristle brush to stir up hot rosin and apply it on it.

The Wild Boar King was finally taken care of by someone, and he was very happy at first. However, when this happened, he screamed worse than a slaughtered pig.

Ji Lingchu quickly comforted it, only to hear Sun Desan say: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just blood congestion. If you want to get better quickly, you can only remove the poison."

He finished it hastily, and when the rosin solidified, he used force to tear off the pig hair together with it. After repeating this two or three times, the wild boar king finally felt comfortable, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

The effect was immediate. When the rope was released, the Boar King turned over and stood up, and ran out without looking back.

Ji Lingchu ignored it and quickly thanked Sun Desan, praising his skill and kindness.