Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 5 Tianxiu kills the enemy (Author: But you are in the book ⑤②①, I feel very uncomfortable)

Zhu Qingshan praised: "It's a good one."

Yang Fan said: "That's the art of war and politics. We doctors call this trick distraction, or distraction."

After careful instruction, the family of Jishi is naturally grateful, Xu is from a mud-legged background, the words of thanks are only a few words over and over again, but the words are poor and the eyes are full of sincerity. She is really a kind of girl The feeling of being stared at by a pervert.

What Zhu Qingshan didn't expect was that Yang Fan's consultation fee was only for an old hen, which was extremely inconsistent with the money-greedy eyes and skillful movements that Zhu Qingshan saw.

The key point is that the big family of chicken shit prepared the old hen early in the morning. Obviously they knew this rule. Zhu Qingshan had to re-examine Yang Fan, and even had to learn to look at people with his heart.

that night.Needless to say, Zhu Qingshan and Qinglian, who tasted Yang Fan's craftsmanship again, were full of praise.

It is interesting to say that Yang Fan who cooks is serious and calm, and Yang Fan who treats illnesses is serious and sacred, but when there is nothing to do, Yang Fan always looks depressed.

Zhu Qingshan and Qinglian didn't know the reason, but Yang Fan himself knew the reason.

The evening wind is strong, and the bamboo forest is rustling.

Yang Fan suddenly pricked up his ears and closed his eyes, and said to Zhu Qingshan and Qinglian behind him: "There is a situation, don't come out."

After speaking, he walked straight towards the night before the rainstorm, turned around before stepping out of the door and said repeatedly: "I know that your martial arts skills are extraordinary, but I still hope that you will not make a move unless it is absolutely necessary."

Yang Fan walked away.

Zhu Qingshan looked at Qinglian, his eyes were full of questions, Qinglian said: "Fifty breaths, all of which are first-class."

Zhu Qingshan said with an unfriendly expression: "Look at this battle, most of them are aimed at me. I sent out the hidden guards to clean up the king's people, and assassins came to kill me. Isn't it the moment when the troops around me are empty? It seems that there have always been A pair of eyes staring at us in the dark."

Qinglian was calm as usual: "I'm courting death."

Thinking of Yang Fan's safety, Zhu Qingshan suddenly asked: "Why is he a first-class fighter who has just been promoted, stronger than my perception?"

Only then did Qinglian come to her senses, and said in amazement, "I don't know."

Qinglian suddenly thought of a question, "How does he know that my realm is the highest here? He also knows that it's easy for me to grind shells? Did you tell him?"

Zhu Qingshan was also surprised, "How can I tell him, I don't know why, I'm also puzzled."

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the two vaguely saw Yang Fan at this time walking on the cobblestone road, going around the house week after week, throwing something while walking.

In the dark, I can't see clearly, I can't guess the clue.

Although Zhu Qingshan's facial features are good, his senses can only be said to be fair, and he doesn't have Qinglian's eyesight and hearing.

Zhu Qingshan asked Qinglian: "Can you see what he is doing?"

Qinglian: "You can see what he is throwing, but you can't see what he is throwing."

Yang Fan stood with his back to the wind, as if he would ride the wind away at any moment.

Yang Fan: "Come out! I saw you."

Naturally, no one answered, it should not be the basic principle of assassins, not answering is the traditional rule of assassins.

Yang Fan suddenly covered his eyes, then took them away all at once, and said, "Stupid! I saw you!"

Zhu Qingshan spouted the tea he just drank, and Qinglian burst out laughing.

The branches and leaves of the bamboo grove in the darkness move together with the wind, making it impossible to know whether it is the wind blowing or people moving.

I saw one after another black shadows flying towards the bamboo house from all around.

Qinglian took a step forward, her five fingers forming claws.

But Yang Fan remained motionless.

At this moment, there were screams and screams from all around, and in just a moment, the surrounding bamboo house fell down.

Zhu Qingshan looked at Qinglian in disbelief, and Qinglian also blinked at Zhu Qingshan, showing the cuteness she knew nothing about with innocence.

The killer quickly realized that there should be something on the surrounding ground that could poison everyone.If you want to lead to the bamboo house, you have to defeat Yang Fan and step on his corpse.

Just a moment later, a dozen or so assassins appeared opposite Yang Fan, all dressed in black night clothes, with black swords and sheaths, standing still with their arms tilted, without saying a word.

Yang Fan said righteously: "Don't think that being black is the underworld. Let me tell you, when I use the famous Xiao Li flying knife, none of you will be able to escape."

Qinglian in the bamboo house behind her wanted to raise her feet, but was stopped by Zhu Qingshan's palm.

Zhu Qingshan shook his head and said softly: "Wait a little longer."

One of the shadows shouted, "Go!"

Everyone rushed forward.

Yang Fan yelled: "Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers!" As he spoke, he swung his sleeves vigorously, and all the assassins naturally returned their swords to block them, but there was nothing.

Then I heard Yang Fan shout again: "A group of first-class realm, if you don't escape, you have a sick mind." After speaking, he fled to the bamboo house.

Zhu Qingshan didn't spit out the tea he drank in the morning.

All the killers chased after him.

But I heard Yang Fan counting while running: "One...two...three...down."

Then the killers really all fell down, neat and uniform, with a strong sense of rhythm.

(End of this chapter)