The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 300 Battle of the Mountain Village

Zhangjia Village was still as quiet as usual.

It's just that there is one more doctor Fang and two apprentices than usual.

The only strange thing is that one of the apprentices has a beard and looks a bit older.

This Dr. Fang has been staying in Zhangjia Village for several days. Dr. Fang's medical skills are quite superb. He can treat headaches and bruises in the village.

But there are no more patients in the village, and the three Dali monastery police officers pretending to be apprentices in the doctor's middle school really have nothing to do!
It must be impossible to come here as Fang Langzhong tomorrow!

When the three of them graduated, their make-up detectives were only above average. If they continued to change their outfits, they had to think again!

"Why am I an apprentice?" The oldest-looking policeman among them whispered, seeing no one around.

"When you took the graduation exam, what level was your first aid skill in?!" Pretending to be a policeman from Fang Lang, he smiled contemptuously.

"Above the middle!"

The bearded man smiled proudly, he is best at first aid and investigation!
The course assessment of Dali Temple Criminal Law College is divided into five grades, lower and lower, middle and lower, middle level, middle and upper, and upper and higher.

Those who can get the middle and lower grades can already be considered excellent in this subject.

"I, go up!"

The person who looks like Fang Langzhong wins.

Dali Temple Criminal Law Academy, every single subject, can get the evaluation, no less than two palms, all of them are the best!
Originally, chatting was not allowed during make-up investigation, tracking, and monitoring, but now the three of them in Dali Temple are in a strange state.

It is necessary to make up the investigation, but it cannot completely hide the truth from those who are interested. It is necessary to let them see that there is something wrong with the three of them.

This is a very test of operation, and the speed of it must be grasped well. It should be regarded as the most difficult task that the three of them have experienced in the past two years!
The remaining one was a little worried, "Do you think it's because we dress up too much alike! Why is there no movement?!"

The bearded man froze for a moment, and said uncertainly, "No, no...it won't happen!?"

The remaining two looked down at their own attire, it shouldn't be so!
The bearded man sighed softly, "If you don't come again, we will have to think about dressing up tomorrow!"

Just as the three of them were worrying, there were suddenly a lot of footsteps, and it was obvious that the people who came were not hiding their whereabouts.

Suddenly, the three of them were surrounded by more than [-] men in gray clothes!
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In the west of Zhangjia Village, Wen Jie led his dead men to Zhang Sanjia under the guidance of spies.

"Master, the two tile-roofed houses under the big banyan tree at the west end of this village are the houses of Zhang San's family. The brothers in charge of monitoring have been watching. He hasn't been out since he came back at noon!"

Wen Jie nodded, today, Zhang San must die, and Pojun's revenge must be avenged!
Just as Wen Jie led people closer, a sharp feathered arrow shot out from the crown of the banyan tree.

Feathered arrows whistling, went straight to Wen Jie's face.

When Wen Jie saw the feathered arrow, new and old hatreds welled up in his heart.

It was such a feather arrow that shot his son to death.

An arrow pierced through the chest and pierced the lungs. What kind of pain did my son experience before he died? !
And now the owner of this arrow is in front of him, this may be Wen Jie's only chance in this life.Once missed, do not know when there will be a chance?
Dali Temple was waiting for him to make a mistake.

Thinking of this, Wen Jie flew up, filled with true energy, and hit the big banyan tree with a palm with all his strength.

Just before the surging palm hit the big banyan tree, Zhang Muqing, who was hiding on the tree, jumped off the big banyan tree ahead of time.

Wen Jie's palm was impartial, hitting the trunk of the big banyan tree.

But this kind of palm force only left a palm print on the banyan tree, as if Wen Jie didn't want to destroy the big tree.

But Zhang Muqing who fell by the tree knew that things were not that simple.

Standing beside the banyan tree, he could always hear strange noises coming from within the banyan tree.Today's Zhang Muqing got the first volume of Yang Qingyuan's deduced version of Nine Suns Manual, and his knowledge is not what it used to be.

Naturally, we know that it's not that Wen Jie's palm strength is weak, but that this palm technique doesn't hurt the skin, and goes straight to the bone!

The big banyan tree didn't seem to have suffered any damage, but its interior had been shattered by Wen Jie's palm!

This palm seemed to have vented part of Wen Jie's anger, he didn't strike again, he just raised his right hand and ordered.

"Go! Live!"

We can't let Zhang San die so easily, Wen Jie wants him to live well and suffer all kinds of tortures!Tormented!Only in this way can Wenjie's hatred be solved!
At Wen Jie's order, the thirty dead soldiers on the side immediately stepped forward, forming a large encirclement circle, surrounding Zhang Muqing.

Although Zhang Muqing is just a hunter in the mountains, he has practiced the method of breathing and breathing since he was a child, and his roots are also excellent. In fact, he has already laid a good foundation for refining Qi.

Now, after Yang Qingyuan gifted the first volume of the Nine Suns Manual, his martial arts has also made great progress, with a lot of accumulation, within five days he opened up the yin and yang meridians, and he is already a martial artist who has connected the two meridians.

Of course that's all!Yin swaying, yang swaying veins, the accumulation will be exhausted!
It is not so easy to achieve the realm of martial arts overnight.

It is also because of this that the Wuji Pill, which can help people break through to Yuanhua Realm without any side effects, is so precious.

After the encirclement circle was formed, the four dead soldiers of Wenfu stepped forward, and they were about to capture Zhang Muqing!
How could Zhang Muqing just sit and wait for death?He was born as a hunter, and his grasp of the gap between attacks is better than that of ordinary warriors in the same realm!
The moment the slain man of the Wen Mansion stepped forward, Zhang Muqing immediately raised his bow and set his arrow!

Aim at one of the dead men, and shoot four feathered arrows in a row!
Zhang Muqing's archery skills were practiced in the mountains and forests. Deer, deer, antelope and rabbits were his targets, and jackals, tigers and leopards were his opponents!
Zhang Muqing's archery is similar to the Confucian gentleman's six arts of archery and five arts of archery.

Yanzhu's shooting is a disease of arrows, the aiming time is short, the arrow is released as soon as it is raised, and the arrow hits the target immediately.

Four swift arrows were aimed at one of the dead soldiers of Wenfu!

The four slain men who shot were also the elite among the slain men of Wenfu, and they were all masters of the Tongmai Realm.

The person targeted by Zhang Muqing reacted when the first feather arrow was shot, and swung the saber in his hand to block the arrow.

But Zhang Muqing's foundation is solid, and Jiuyang Zhenqi is even more extraordinary.

Four consecutive arrows directly shocked the dead man until his mouth was numb, and the sword in his hand fell off!

However, the fifth arrow of lore has arrived.

A feathered arrow pierced through the chest.

Zhang Muqing is a hunter, his archery skills are the most practical!
Although aiming at the throat can seal the throat with one arrow, it shows more archery skills, but Zhang Muqing is used to shooting where it is easiest to succeed.

Although the dead man did not die on the spot, he has already lost the ability to fight again. If he is not treated in a short time, the dead man can only die of life failure.

Although one enemy was quickly dealt with, the remaining three dead soldiers had already rushed to Zhang Muqing.

Although Zhang Muqing was the best at archery, he also knew the truth of "one inch is short and one inch is dangerous". The moment the three of them got close, the bow and arrow in their hands became a decoration.

Zhang Muqing immediately dropped the strong bow in his hand, and drew out the hatchet from his waist.

(End of this chapter)