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Youzhou is roughly in the south of the Yangtze River in the north. The business of the market, tea house and wine shop is almost busy from morning to night, and the streets and alleys are full of people gathering or walking.

There are also small tea stalls on the side of the road and small vendors hawking in the streets.

The Double Ninth Festival is full of people traveling together, there are girls who arrange flowers and sell them, and there are scholars who set up stalls and sell characters.

It's really a bustling and lively village.

Zang Feng was already seriously injured when he escaped from Taihuai, and he didn't dare to go to many places. He was afraid of disturbing the eyes of those people, so he wandered in the suburbs looking for a hiding place. He happened to see a dilapidated temple and wrote "Yunshui Temple" with a plaque on it. Although dilapidated, this word is elegant and extraordinary.

Zang Feng saw the desolation and the temple was probably sparsely populated, so he knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door was a young novice novice, who was only eleven or twelve years old. He was surprised when he saw Zang Feng covered in blood, then he looked around cleverly and beckoned him to enter the temple.

This small dilapidated temple is nothing more than a Buddhist hall and two wing rooms, the young monk let him into his own wing, and after a while a handsome young monk walked in.

Zang Feng got up and greeted him with clasped hands: "Thank you master for taking me in. I'm not a bad person, I just got framed and fell here. Please don't worry, master. I will leave on my own when I get better, and I will never implicate your temple. "

The monk also clasped his hands together and said: "Master, don't worry, the poor monk's name is Jingyin, this is little disciple Yunman, please rest assured, Master, the city is already in crisis."

Zang Feng asked doubtfully, "Master Jingyin knows me?"

Jing Yin smiled: "There are portraits of masters everywhere in the city, and Taihuai is arresting people everywhere."

Zang Feng said angrily: "Those turtle grandchildren will also use this kind of trick that can't be seen on the stage."

The monk smiled and said nothing, and Yun Man ran a few times, bringing a change of clothes, towels, water basins, and medicine for sores.

Zang Feng was moved, and after thanking him, he asked: "Master Jingyin, aren't you afraid that I have some kind of madness that hurt you? Treating me like this makes the monk really have nothing to repay."

Jingyin showed mournful expression, clasped his hands together and said: "Taihuai Mountain has committed many crimes, we and other ordinary people dare not speak out, but a few days ago they even sold people openly and aboveboard. Our temple has adopted some boys and girls, and the temple is destitute. I rely on alms for a living, about half a month ago, the children who went out disappeared one after another, and now there are only me and Yunman left, I am really sad and indignant."

Zang Feng was also furious when he heard this, and said angrily: "There should be a lot of powerful and powerful people in Youzhou, why is there no one in charge?"

Jing Yin sighed and said: "Of course there are, but as long as whoever gets out of this way, they will surely suffer misfortune within three days, either being possessed by a demon or a strange death. The poor monk only found out that it was Taihuai who did the crime after asking around."

Zang Feng said: "Since this is the case, wouldn't the people in Youzhou City be panicked?"

Jing Yin shook his head: "This is the poor monk who found out about this matter from the 'Bai Xiaosheng' in Youzhou City, and asked the poor monk to wait patiently, and refrain from sending yourself to the forefront of the storm."

Zang Fengqi said: "This doesn't look like Bai Xiaosheng, but rather a fortune teller—Master Jingyin, don't worry, when the monk recovers from his injuries, he will find out about this matter."

Jing Yin recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "I'm afraid those children will be in danger, I just hope that the villains will be caught earlier, so as not to increase the karma of killing in vain."

The Double Ninth Festival is here, and the Taihuai Mountain Star Reaching Ceremony is also held as scheduled.

According to the rules, there are three competitions every day, nine games in total in three days. No matter how you count, there are five people from the Shenxiao faction, and basically one person has to participate in two games.

Jiang Lizhou's lingering poison was not cleared, and Xu Ling and the others discussed the plan to let him participate in the last two rounds. Before the sum was finished, the monk in charge suddenly entered the competition field, holding a bamboo stick, and wanted to draw lots on the spot.

"What the hell is this!" Xu Ling said angrily, "Why are there temporary rules? How shameless!"

Jiang Lizhou raised his eyebrows as expected, and said with a sneer, "I'll be the first one who doesn't get me, and I'll quit drinking for a month."

Shi Lian looked at him in shock: "It's so big?"

Jiang Lizhou clenched his fists and said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm sure I'm going to have several fights——I've brought the medicine with me, so it's fine."

The old monk glanced over them with a smile that was not a smile.

The lottery tube has three lottery holes to avoid drawing disciples from the same faction.

Results of the first draw: Taihuai Jingan vs. Jianzong Xiaomo

Jiang Lizhou: "..."

Shi Lian smiled: "Brother?"

Jiang Lizhou squinted at him: "What do you want to say?"

Shi Lian hurriedly waved his hands: "No no no no..."

The first game is mostly meaning, friendship first and competition second.

Results of the second draw: Jianzong Xiao Fan vs. Mingzhu Jianglizhou

Jiang Lizhou scolded unhappily: "Don't hit me if you have the ability."

Fortune looked at him worriedly: "Brother, are you okay now?"

The first competition actually didn't take too long, but the effect of the medicine evaporated very quickly, Jiang Lizhou waved his hand: "It's okay, Xiao Fan is more measured, don't worry."

The second round took about half a stick of incense longer than the first round. They didn't have their own natal magic weapon, and the contestants all randomly selected from the ordinary weapons listed on the sidelines.

Jiang Lizhou held a Wujin spear in his hand, and Xiao Fan held a long sword in his hand.

After seven or eight rounds between the two of them, Jiang Lizhou didn't dare to use too much internal force, and used all the tricks to mess around with him.

Xiao Fan also felt that he was not exerting all his strength, and he only thought of it as a point to prevent accidental injury. The two of them came and went like business, and the audience in the audience wanted to refund their tickets and leave.

Shi Lian yawned very honestly: "Brother, this flower gun dance is so beautiful."

Xu Ling grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and passed them around: "Fortunately, I picked up some melon seeds today."

Shi Huan weighed Jiang Lizhou's wine bag, and asked worriedly: "What if he is still drawn later? Can you hold on?"

Xu Ling fluttered his hands after nibbling the melon seeds: "Although Doctor Xia's medicine tastes a bit disgusting, it works quickly, so it shouldn't matter if brother drinks the medicine later."

The conversation here fell silent, and a young monk came over: "There are rules in the competition, no drinking, please forgive me, please put the wine bag in a humble place for safekeeping."

Shi Huan immediately took a step back: "In the beginning, there was no such rule!"

Xu Ling stepped forward and said: "Brother Taihuai misunderstood, this is not wine, it was my senior brother who contracted a cold, and Qiu Yu reported it a few days ago."

The monk had a tough attitude: "Please forgive me."

Shi Yun said angrily: "Why, why are people not allowed to drink medicine when they are sick? What are we? Captives?"

There was a lot of noise here, and Jiang Lizhou's competition over there was over. When he came down to see the swords on both sides, he smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

After he understood what was going on, he smiled casually: "What am I supposed to be, if I don't drink, I don't drink, can I still die?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Shi Huan to signal him to pass over the jug, and Shi Huan looked at him as if he was facing a formidable enemy and didn't let go.

Jiang Lizhou sneered: "There's no reason to be angry about this, come on, give it to me, your senior brother is not so useless."

Shi Huan gritted his teeth and handed it over, Jiang Lizhou handed the wine bag to the young monk: "My junior brother is young and ignorant, so please don't take it to heart."

The monk clasped his palms together: "No problem."

When the crowd dispersed, Jiang Lizhou's face became a little heavy, and he said in a low voice: "Don't fight against them, I guess I was found out about my poisoning, if there is a real fight, I really can't guarantee that I can win, they have a lot of dirty tricks, so everyone Hold on."

Fortune said sullenly: "Then what to do, there will be another one later, just in case..."

Before it was over here, there were two rattling sounds from the lottery over there, and it was Jiang Lizhou again as expected.

Xu Ling swears angrily: "What do they mean! They deliberately tricked people!"

Jiang Lizhou patted his cuffs and smiled: "Oh, it's over."

Shi Lian was so upright that he was taken aback by hearing his words: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Lizhou raised his finger and pointed at Xiao Sheng who had already jumped onto the stage: "Do you still remember, he always wanted to make gestures with me, but now he can't paddle."

On stage, Xiao Sheng's eyes were full of determination, he clasped his fists and said: "What a coincidence, I've been looking forward to competing with Brother Jiang, but my brother won't let me bother, and today I asked Brother Jiang to enlighten me."

Jiang Lizhou smiled and said, "I don't dare to be the one, just click as far as I can. Friendship comes first, friendship comes first."

I thought: Is it a coincidence that someone's wonderful hand shakes it out?

Xiao Sheng stroked the wind and raised his blade, Heng Jian said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jiang, please don't let me."

Jiang Lizhou smiled wryly in his heart: "Then give me a break."

A sword slashed straight towards the door, Jiang Lizhou sideways fired his spear, and the two scraped each other, sparks from the weapon were revealed.

The two of them went through several tricks with real swords and guns, but it was less than half a stick of incense.

Xu Ling was in a hurry: "They are still playing for real! Isn't it an exhibition match as promised!"

Fortune said in a muffled voice: "Jianzong's heart is higher than the sky, even if the senior brother intends to give in, he will dance until the end of time."

Jiang Lizhou didn't want to consume too much internal energy, but Xiao Sheng was not only strong, but also absolutely lacked any insight into the world.

Jiang Lizhou bent sideways to dodge a sword, rolled sideways to pull the distance between the two of them, looked at the remaining half of the timing incense candle, felt that the strength in his hand seemed to be slowly dissipating, and cursed secretly: "What kind of anti-drug is this?" Ah, endlessly."

The Wujin Spear in this trance's hand was picked up by Xiao Sheng, Jiang Lizhou hurriedly dodged, narrowly dodging the menacing sword.

There was an exclamation below.

"Is this the level of the Shenxiao faction? It's too bad."

"Didn't you just say you were unwell?"

"What kind of physical discomfort, maybe it's just paving the way for failure."

"It's all an exhibition game, why are you so serious? Don't talk nonsense."

Shi Huan grabbed Xu Ling, who was going to discuss with others, and persuaded: "It's done, it's almost over, don't get angry with them, fortunately, there is only the last one left for today, after the senior brother comes down later ……Why!"

Before Shi Huan finished persuading him, he saw Xiao Sheng's sword piercing into Jiang Lizhou's left shoulder impartially.

Xiao Sheng seemed to be taken aback too, and froze in place for a while.

Shi Huan and the others rushed to the stage to help him, and Jiang Lizhou winked quietly at them.

Xu Ling understood immediately, and furiously yelled at the monk in charge: "You can leave if you are injured! Where is the wine bag? Bring it here!"

Jiang Lizhou finally said to Xiao Sheng very morally: "It's not your fault, I'm really not feeling well, let's discuss next time."

Originally thought that Jiang Lizhou's injury was faking, but when he went back to the house to see the wound, it was really serious.

While wiping his wounds, Xu Ling said angrily, "Several wounds in the past two days! What a broken place! Don't wait!"

Jiang Lizhou smiled: "It's okay, if I get a wound, I will have a reason not to go to work tomorrow."

As he said that, he lowered his voice and said: "I will come out to Youzhou later, don't make a fuss, I will try to come back as soon as possible."

Xu Ling was startled and said, "You're poisonous, you're still injured, where are you going?"

Jiang Lizhou waved his hand: "Give me the medicine later, the injury doesn't get in the way, I have a measure."

While wrapping the gauze around him, Xu Ling gritted his teeth and murmured: "There is still a measure. If you have a measure, you can scratch it to make sense and it will be over. You have to stab the whole big blood hole. What measure do you have..."

Jiang Lizhou tapped him with his idle hand: "What are you muttering about - relax."

Shi Huan came in with the wine bag containing the medicine and a bowl of medicine: "The wine bag has been checked, and there is no problem. Is it okay to drink the medicine now? Will it be too frequent? It's not yet noon."

Jiang Lizhou signaled them to go out: "It's okay, you can come in after a cup of tea, and don't let anyone who wants to come in."

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