A beautiful lady dressed as a devil

In the fifth month of the Renwu year, Yin and Sui were besieged by the cultivation world at the boundary of Xuanjimen, and both sides suffered losses.

The world's No. 1 Dong Yan became possessed by evil things invading his body, and then blew up his spiritual nucleus, sealed up the evil things with his whole body, and buried them deep in the Xuanji Gate.

On that day, Dong Yan's cultivation base fell to the ninth level in a row, and his No. 1 reputation in the world was no longer what it used to be.

The other disciples who encircled and suppressed Yin Sui suffered heavy casualties, hundreds of people died and countless wounded.After Dong Yan exploded his spiritual core, hundreds of disciples suddenly felt the spiritual light flickering around them, and a spiritual flow from unknown origin blocked the damage for them, so they survived by luck, but they all kept silent and refused to talk about the events of that day.

Yin Sui was also lost in this catastrophe, and was turned into ashes by the Xuanjimen's demon-killing array.

All sects in the cultivation world were hit hard after last year's secret trial. Since then, most sects have closed their doors to welcome visitors and no longer recruit students.Cultivation has declined, but the mortal population has become more prosperous.

The above is the gossip of two middle-aged men standing under the small plaque of "Jiang's Medical Hall", spitting and discussing enthusiastically.

This place is a small town in Linnan, with a large population and simple folk customs. The few people walking on the street often like to get together and spread gossip when they have nothing to do.

Regarding this Xuanji Gate disaster, it has actually been a long time ago, but word of mouth stories have only spread to the town in recent months, adding a bit of fun to everyone's ordinary life, and there are even a few small restaurants The play began to be rehearsed, which attracted many people.

Jiang's Medical Hall is at the end of this street, with an inconspicuous facade, except for the interesting words on the plaque, it is no different from other small medical halls.

But it is still the first hour of the hour, and there are already 30 to [-] people lined up at the entrance of the clinic, ranging from [-]-year-old men to September babies in the arms of peasant women, all anxiously guarding the opening of the clinic.

Jiang's Medical Hall is the busiest medical center within a radius of ten miles. There is no other reason, but because the rules of this medical center are rather strange.

Those over [-] and under the age of [-] will not be charged for medical consultations, the tenth, twentieth, and thirtieth of each month will not be charged, there will be no fees for consultations on rainy days, and there will be no fees for consultations on heavy snow days.

Later, as long as Jiang Langzhong looked pleasing to the eye, no money would be charged.

Who would not be happy to see a doctor without spending money?What's more, the doctor in Jiang's medical hall is gentle and easy to talk, and has superb medical skills. Except that he is sometimes confusing because he can't see his face, there is no better doctor than him.

Just when the two middle-aged men were discussing gossip, the door of Jiang's medical hall rang softly and opened at [-]:[-].

They came early and lined up at the front, and they saw Jiang Langzhong wearing an ordinary blue robe, pushing the closed door open with his hand.

If you look up, you can see Jiang Langzhong's white veiled hat, which hangs on his body all year round, with layers of gauze hanging down, so that people can only see his delicate jawline and slightly pursed red lips.

Jiang Langzhong glanced at the people queuing up outside the hall, without saying a word, quietly arranged the tables and chairs in the medical hall, then sat behind the long table, and lightly raised his hand to greet them.

Those who are familiar with him know that this is the opening of the clinic. The two middle-aged men in the front are about to step forward. Unexpectedly, as soon as they stretched their legs and took a step, they heard a sentence from the landscape screen behind Jiang Langzhong: "Don't give me a doctor." Look at these two people!"

The air was quiet, and the two men looked at each other, not knowing why.

Jiang Langzhong turned his face away and looked behind the screen. The inside and outside of the medical hall were quiet for a while, and then he heard the sound of angry stomping, and a boy in black who looked about seventeen or eighteen rushed out.

The young man had handsome features, but his face was stinky. He cast a sidelong glance at the two men, and said to Jiang Langzhong, "They spoke ill of me just now."

The two middle-aged men turned pale with fright, and explained: "Since when did we speak ill of you? Don't you want to spit blood!"

Jiang Langzhong glanced at the boy, then turned his head and asked the two men, "Why are you here?"

The voice was soft and light, but it fell into the ears of the person being questioned.

Doctor Jiang doesn't like to talk. When he first opened this clinic, he often couldn't speak a word all day long. He only used pen and paper to communicate with patients. Now it has improved.

Hearing him speak, the two men looked at each other for a while, and someone muttered in a low voice: "It's not bad, why don't you like talking so much?"

The other person gave Jiang Langzhong a hand and said: "We are from Jinye's house. Jinye has insomnia and dreams these days, and his health is not very good. He wants us to come and invite Jiang Langzhong to visit the house and watch it for him. see a doctor."

"Look, Mr. Jiang... We have brought the sedan chair over, and we just turned right at the door of the medical hall and it is about ten meters away."

The few people who lined up behind showed strange expressions.

This Mr. Jin is a big silk merchant in the town. In terms of money, it can be said to be one of the best in the town. There are many doctors in the house, so why do you need to specially send someone to invite Jiang Langzhong?

Jiang Langzhong sat behind the table and didn't move at all after hearing what they said, but said flatly: "Please go back."

The two middle-aged men apologized, but they did not move away.

At this moment, the black-clothed boy standing next to Jiang Langzhong suddenly made a move, and slammed his palm on the table, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "He told you to get out, didn't you hear?"

The table in front of Jiang Langzhong shattered, and the solid wooden table was shattered in two.

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Langzhong: "..."

The two middle-aged men were also taken aback. They had never been to see a doctor, so they naturally didn't know that the young man in the clinic would break a table every now and then. don't have to..."

He stopped after half a sentence, because the boy in black was staring at him intently.

His eyes were black and full of coldness, the man shuddered all over, he felt that if he uttered half a word of nonsense, this young man might violently take his life on the spot.

This boy—he really killed people, the man thought to himself.

His gaze unconsciously shifted to the boy's waist again, where there was a dagger-like thing that was not short, wrapped tightly with cloth, with only a handle exposed.

The boy's hand was resting on it, slowly and silently rubbing gently.

The two men shuddered, and said: "This...Mr. Jiang is not free today, so let's forget it. Let's go back to the mansion and report to Master Jin."

They left in a hurry, and the next woman with a sallow face looked at the split table and was silent for a moment, bewildered.

"Wait a moment." Jiang Langzhong said.

He turned around and entered the inner room behind the screen. The black-clothed boy coldly glanced at the leaving figures of the two middle-aged men, and followed him in.

In the inner room, Jiang Shuo closed the door casually, took off the hood, took a light breath, and said, "The fifth one."

This month is not over yet, this is already the fifth table that Yin Sui broke.

The youthful Yin Sui said with a dark face, "They speak ill of me."

"Obviously it's the deity..." Yin Sui said, "The people who saved Xiao Chen, but now the deity has no spiritual power, so they don't dare to say that they have accepted the deity's love."

Jiang Shuo raised his hands to straighten Yin Sui's hair, and said, "It's their fault."

On the same day, after Dongyan blew his spirit core, Yin Sui did not enter the Soul-Living Dendrobium, but used the remaining spiritual power in the spirit core to set up a defensive spell for the half-dead disciples in the Xuanji gate.

A quarter of an hour later, the aftermath of Dongyan's self-explosion of his spiritual core gradually calmed down, and the Xuanjimen's demon-killing formation also disappeared at the same time.

And Yin Sui's spiritual core... also shattered into powder.

Even Yin Sui couldn't resist because the power of the demon-slaying formation was too strong, his body was riddled with wounds, and his hundred-year-old cultivation was gone, and his appearance reverted back to when he was a boy.

When Jiang Shuo found him afterwards, Yin Sui had fallen into a deep coma, and it took half a year to wake up.

After waking up, it took more than a year to restore his body to be no different from that of ordinary people.Therefore, Yin Sui likes to chop tables lively every day in the medical clinic, and Jiang Shuo has nothing to do with him, he just indulges him.

The two moved to the small town, and it took three years not too long.

Jiang Shuo brought Yin Sui who was seriously injured. At first, he pawned all his valuables before buying this slightly remote house. He wanted to keep it clean. Unexpectedly, after the opening of the medical center, people are more and more crowded every day. , It's incredible.

Yin Sui sat cross-legged on the couch, frowned and said, "Then what is the purpose of Lord Jin looking for you?"

Jiang Shuo shook his head, put the veil on again, calmed down the young man, and prepared to go out to see a doctor.

Seeing his movements, Yin Sui seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and suddenly said: "Some people must have glimpsed your appearance that day, and spread the word again!"

It was an oolong thing to say, a few days ago when Jiang Shuo went to see a doctor, he met a woman with a three-year-old child at dusk. When he was a child, he knocked off the veil if he didn't pay attention.

Although Jiang Shuo quickly picked up the veil and put it on, and there were not many people outside the hospital, the woman and the people lining up behind her all showed expressions of shock.

Yin Sui's expression was very unhappy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent: "How can a half-old man dare to be so arrogant, wait for this venerable—"

His voice suddenly stopped, because Jiang Shuo came over, lifted the veil on the veil lightly with one hand, bent down, and sealed Yin Sui's dissatisfied words with his lips.

Although it was a kiss like a dragonfly touching water, Yin Sui was obviously so surprised that he forgot to close his eyes, and stared blankly at Jiang Shuo, his black and white eyes were wide open.

Jiang Shuo accepted it as soon as he was ready, straightened up calmly and said, "Your body is not yet fully recovered, so you must not use force to fight, and stay indoors."

Afterwards, Jiang Shuo walked out of the inner room and went to the outer hall for consultation.

Yin Sui sat on the bed blankly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.He raised his hand to touch his lips, pondered for a while, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

It was not in vain that I worked hard and spent most of my life saving those idiots in the comprehension world... Now the momentum of eradicating "Yin Sui" in the Three Realms has passed, and very few monks have mentioned that they want to chase and kill themselves. Yin Sui Tongtong didn't care whether it was related to the group of people praying for a phoenix in Pu.

Most importantly, this move made Jiang Shuo let go of his defenses.

Yin Sui was full of thoughts, his heart was both sour and full of sweetness, he sat in the room and laughed to himself for a long time before he heard the slight noise from the outer hall.

Someone came to trouble Jiang Shuo again?Yin Sui frowned.

He immediately went out of the inner room, and suddenly heard someone shouting outside the medical hall: "Mr. Jiang, something is wrong! Our Lord Jin has suffered a stroke and passed out. Come and have a look at our house!"

Jiang Shuo was writing prescriptions on a small stool with his head lowered. Hearing this, he looked up at the crowd queuing outside the medical hall, and said to the noisy servants of the Jin family: "The shopkeeper of the Miaoshou Pharmacy in the city is best at treating stroke and epilepsy. It doesn't take half an hour to get there. I still have a lot of patients who need to be seen in this clinic today, so I ask you to go elsewhere."

The dozen or so servants blocked the entrance of the medical hall, with a half-smile: "My Lord Jin said that he wants Dr. Jiang to come over to see him. He doesn't believe other doctors."

They firmly blocked the entrance of the medical center, preventing the people in line to come in. Gradually, some people complained and scolded, but this group of people pretended not to hear them, and blocked them as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Shuo looked outside again at the patients who still wanted to come in for a consultation, got up and walked to the door, and said to them: "Go to the east end of this street and turn right 200 meters, it is Liu Langzhong's medical clinic, you go to him first today to see a doctor, and tell him to charge the money to my account."

After the patients had dispersed one after another, Jiang Shuo looked at the dozen or so tall servants, and asked, "Do you want me to come to Jin's mansion for consultation?"

One person replied: "Naturally, Jiang Langzhong please."

He stepped aside and motioned for the person carrying the sedan chair behind him to come forward.

Before Jiang Shuo could speak again, a voice suddenly came from the medical hall: "Okay."

The boy in black came out of the hall, with a playful smile on his handsome face, glanced at the servants, and said casually: "He can go, but I have to follow."

When the middle-aged man who had been here before saw his appearance, he couldn't help feeling weak, but because of the large number of people on his side, he became more courageous: "Master Jin only invited Jiang Langzhong, who are you?"

"Oh," Yin Sui said lazily, "I'm Jiang Langzhong's drug boy."

Jiang Shuo: "."

Servants look at me and look at you, no one has ever seen such a big "medicine boy".

However, they had heard about this person next to Jiang Langzhong. They heard that he was once a medicine jar, sickly, and he stuck to Jiang Langzhong's side all day long and refused to leave.Now I don't know what magical medicine I have taken, and I have become infinitely powerful. My favorite hobby is to chop tables in the medical hall and intimidate others.

It's just a weird thing with more strength, the servant thought.

Master Jin was in a hurry, and they couldn't care less about arguing with Yin Suiduo, so they could only say: "Then please Jiang Langzhong and this medicine...Tong get on the sedan chair quickly, our Jin Lord's illness can't wait."

After Jiang Shuo got on the sedan chair, Yin Sui walked slowly past the servants with his hands in his sleeves, and casually glanced at the middle-aged man who talked the most just now.

The middle-aged man felt a chill on his neck, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his head, and muttered to himself: "...So it's still there."

Maybe he won't be here soon, the middle-aged man suddenly had such a thought in his heart, and shuddered.

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