Counterattack Xiaoxian

Ever since he heard the words of the Dog Saint, Ji Lingchu had a strong sense of crisis and did not dare to take it lightly. He practiced hard day and night to prevent things from changing.

One afternoon, he was practicing the "Seven Knife Techniques" in the courtyard. He was currently focusing on the "Diao Zi Technique". This technique was very different from the first three techniques of "Point", "Cut" and "Poke" and required the control of spiritual power. Reach the pinnacle.

Master Sang came in from outside, watched for a while, nodded slightly, and said, "Give me the knife in your hand."

He handed over the knife as instructed, and Master Sang flicked it with one finger, causing roars of tigers and roars of dragons, and said: "Although this knife is mixed with steel and jade, it is still not enough to support your subsequent practice. I will help you attach a spiritual inscription." "

Ji Lingchu was overjoyed and thought that the teacher was right.

Master Sang added: "I just came back from an old friend's place. You go and meet him. He is the great doctor Zhongyu I mentioned to you. He is now living in Muren Village west of the town's pier. Go early and come back early."

Planting jade...which kind of jade?

Then he remembered that there was a kind of jade expert who was good at bloodletting and caesarean section. Ji Lingchu felt as if a dark cloud was floating over his head, and his face fell.

"Can I not go?" he said reluctantly.

"We have to go. Your illness cannot be delayed any longer."

"..."

No wonder Ji Lingchu resisted this matter because he didn't feel there was anything wrong with his body. Disaster? Is that an alien invasion, Dog Saint? Those are secrets that cannot be told, and they are not part of the disease.

As for talking about "Fu Er Gu", it is completely fallacious and heretical, and it is a slander against oneself!

Anyway, I'm not sick.

But the teacher said you are sick, why are you so embarrassed? What's more, they all have good intentions.

It's better to go ahead and deal with it, and still get eaten.

Not long after, Ji Lingchu appeared in the town's Chopped Fish Street. He was passing by anyway. He thought about buying a fish as a gift, maybe someone would show his favor.

The last time Pang Dada confiscated Polygonatum, he took it to the market to exchange for money. After that, he secretly started selling a lot of herbal medicines from Master Sang. Now he has saved more than a hundred green snails, which is considered a small asset.

Carrying the fish, he walked westward, and when he reached a deserted place, he saw the flower-armed boy Yuchang blocking the road holding something that looked like a Western sword.

The sword was sharp and thin, brand new and shiny, as if it had just been made. He immediately understood that he wanted to avenge his previous shame for failing to convince this kid completely in the last battle.

Ji Lingchu hung the fish on the tree and said, "You can catch it if you want, but you still have to agree to one condition."

Yuchang was full of fighting spirit and said: "What are the conditions?"

"I'm curious about what kind of deal there is between you and Fu Bo. If you lose, can you tell me."

"You will be the loser!" Yuchang sneered, raised his sword and stabbed.

Ji Lingchu didn't have the dagger on him, so he responded with fists and kicks. The wind of the fist swept away, and the two parties exchanged positions.

Unexpectedly, Yuchang landed on one foot and jumped forward with the other foot like a standing long jump.

This was originally a very stupid and dangerous move, but the speed was too fast. It was like a golden needle passing through the air, and the sword pierced Ji Lingchu's chest.

When Ji Lingchu's skin was slightly cold, his hand had already grasped the tip of the sword. At the same time, he felt a special strength and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Swordsmanship."

Is there really such swordsmanship? I thought to myself, so what, it’s not that you are great, it’s that I was careless and didn’t dodge!

He let go and said, "Come again."

Yuchang didn't expect that the ultimate move he had suppressed was still useless. He was treated like a child playing house by the other party. He instantly became extremely cold and livid.

Here it comes, here it comes...it's this armor-piercing magical power again.

Ji Ling first heard Master Sang say that this was Jin Geng's Qi, which was quite troublesome, so he slapped him away without being polite.

The fish intestines did not move, but a ray of cold light shot over, from bottom to top, at a tricky angle, it was really unstoppable!

Ji Ling was afraid that his palm would be pierced, so he jumped away. The rapier in front of him was like a beating pointer, clumps here, clumps there, wave after wave.

His body is like the wind, but his sharp points follow him like a shadow...

Ji Lingchu had been practicing hard on his body skills recently, so he started to deal with him, thinking, I will wear you out.

After half a stick of incense, Yuchang might have been eager for success and missed his stride. Ji Lingchu seized the opportunity and used a "wave hammer" to blast him five meters away with his sword.

When Ji Ling first saw that this guy couldn't curl up, he probably couldn't fight anymore. He turned around and picked up the fish and said, "I still have something to do. That's it for today. Remember to apologize to Huazang when you have time."

After walking a few steps, he stopped and said, "Hey! You haven't told me about Uncle Fu yet."

Yuchang's mouth was bleeding and he remained silent. Ji Lingchu continued to walk forward and used provocative tactics: "I know the rules of the shaman. If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

The next moment, I heard Yuchang behind me, gritting his teeth and shouting: "He asked me to recognize him as my godfather and provide for him in his old age. Are you satisfied?"

Ji Lingchu almost laughed after hearing this and said: "Uncle Fu is quite pitiful. He is childless and helpless. It's up to you to decide what to do. If you want to fight, I'll be with you at any time."

In fact, he was thinking in his heart, the devil is fighting you, maybe he will fall down accidentally.

Unexpectedly, behind a big tree not far away, Uncle Fu was slowly drinking wine and said: "This guy is really stupid. Swordsmanship is an assassin's art. The idea of ​​facing someone head-on is wrong." , Alas...! Forget it, just do good deeds out of boredom, and leave a thought for this deed."

Murenzhuang is located to the west of Wangxi River and is a gathering place for woodcutters. There is a greenwood forest there, which is of the finest quality and cannot be cut down in hundreds of years.

Some timber merchants and equipment merchants have been operating here for a long time and have purchased properties, thus creating streets and markets.

When Ji Ling first arrived, some people gathered on the streets, including their families, and they all walked in the same direction. When they inquired about it, they said that there was a new miracle doctor in the village who had great medical skills.

That person must not have run away, it must be this one. To save him the trouble of looking for him, Ji Lingchu followed the others.

When we arrived, it was a small courtyard, and there was a long queue outside.

He watched from a distance when a person came out. The crowd all bowed and gave way, but it was Sun Desan, the host of the Yao Shrine whom he had not seen for many days.

Ji Lingchu came up to him and asked, "Uncle Sun, why are you here?"

"Oh, little prince!" Sun Desan said: "When the doctor is here, I naturally have to come and take a look. This is my duty."

He looked at it carefully and said, "You are here too. What's wrong with you?"

"I also want to know what disease I have." Ji Lingchu smiled bitterly.

Sun Desan showed an "I understand" look and sighed: "Hey! You young people."

Ji Lingchu was confused and asked, "Isn't this wandering doctor a serious doctor?"

"Hey! Doctor You is a serious doctor, but you are not a serious patient."

After saying that, Sun De walked away in three strides.