Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 257 Healing
"Brother, who is this?" Yan Dan couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Lin Zhuoming coming back with a little white face with red lips and white teeth.

"Who is this?"

"This is the old man I mentioned earlier. I met him at the Longevity Palace in Nanjing." Lin Zhuming put Kun Xing down.

"Oh." Yan Dan's eyes kept falling on Kun Xing: "Since it's my brother's friend, then it's my friend."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to take Kunxing from Lin Zhuming: "I'll do it."

Kun Xing hugged Lin Zhuoming's shoulders tightly, as if with the attitude of a little daughter.

But not long after, Chu Yahong came in clapping her hands: "Princess, princess, why don't you tell me when you're gone."

Lin Zhuming looked at her coldly: "Bailian witch."

"Don't talk about a witch, we were colleagues who fought together just now."

Chu Yahong directly tore off the clothes on her body, exposing her shoulders, and saw five black marks on them.

"This eunuch's vicious energy is really powerful, and things without roots just don't know how to pity them."

Seeing so many people returning to the Taoist temple, the old Taoist didn't ask why, but said: "Yuanke, there is a true god in our Taoist temple, please don't be frivolous."

Xiao Daotong next to him blinked, looking at Chu Yahong's exposed shoulders.

This reminded Lin Zhuoming of the story about a woman being a tiger.

Kunxing himself was also injured, and once he fought in Qianqing Palace, the masters in the palace were not easy to eat, let alone the last three eunuchs.

The three of them learned the law separately, and got it from the ancient inheritance. One is like the queen of the wind, the other is like the rain master, and the last one is like the mother of lightning.

And the martial arts are also very strange, combining the hunting skills of the Manchus outside the customs and the skills of killing people on the battlefield.

At this time, the meridians were injured, and I couldn't help coughing, but my body was hot and cold.

The old man came out and came back, holding a pack of silver needles and a few ox horn cupping jars in his hand.

"The old Taoist will heal the two believers."

Chu Yahong looked at the old man and said, "Can you heal this injury?"

"There used to be a lot of fighting with weapons here, and there was a man with a blue face and a swollen face. The old Tao could cure it. If believers don't believe in the old Tao, the old Tao will just die."

Lin Zhuming lowered his head and said to Kun Xing, "This priest is a strange person, let's try it."

Kun Xing nodded, and slightly peeled off his clothes, revealing a large bruise.

The old Taoist looked at it and said, "This believer must be a living dead."

Kun Xing was startled, this old Taoist is really powerful, even his dead soul and body were seen.

"This matter hinders the peace of heaven, and the old way can't cure it."

But looking at Chu Yahong, Chu Yahong saw that the old man was not an ordinary person, so she restrained her slutty image.

The old Taoist looked at the five fingerprints on her back shoulder, and said: "This is the kung fu of hitting acupuncture points, and the cold evil has penetrated into the bone marrow. If it is not cured, the bone marrow will be necrotic in three days, and it will be damaged in seven days." It will make the heart wither."

But he asked her to take out her hands and rub and massage the acupuncture points on her hands, as if she was taking advantage.

Chu Yahong only felt a chilly air and began to sting, but the place where she was pressed felt a warm current.

Can't help but groan out.

The old Taoist then administered a few injections, and Chu Yahong's head began to emit white gas.

Lin Zhuming felt more and more that this old man was a master.

"Okay, old man, I'll prescribe some more medicine for you."

"I'm afraid those people are already waiting for us to throw ourselves into the trap at the pharmacy." Chu Yahong shook her head slightly, but she still clasped her fists together, following the rules of the children of the world: "You just saved my life, so don't hesitate to order me in the future carry."

"No root tree, flowers are quiet, don't come to cause trouble, my place is a clean place."

Chu Yahong understood immediately, and put on her clothes: "Little Taoist priest, leave her to me, so as not to cause trouble for you guys."

"No need." Lin Zhuoming was filled with true energy, the two of them had already worshiped heaven and earth, and became each other's Taoist couple, so they were regarded as married.

Lin Zhuming's true energy is the real fire and water drawn from the sun and the moon, nourishing Kunxing like a furnace.

Soon he coughed up a block of blood that was like an ice cube of congealed blood.

Kun Xing took a breath and felt much more comfortable. He looked at Lin Zhuming with a complex expression, but stood up: "It's a pity that our paths are different. You are a fairy from Fangwai, and I am a traveler in troubled times."

But she went with Chu Yahong.

Lin Zhuming didn't save her either, Yan Dan clicked his tongue and said, "It turned out to be a woman, but I thought she was a scheming little boy."

The two women, dressed in a garment made of feathers, turned into two big birds and flew into the sky.

Yan Dan said: "This girl from the White Lotus Sect is not a good person, why did you, an old friend, get mixed up with her?"

"I don't know, each has its own fate."

"Then what should we do next? It's a mess in Peking!" Yan Dan said: "The matter of the two of us blowing up the firearms camp can't escape the eyes of ghosts and gods. If we keep this place, I'm afraid something will happen."

"Go to Xishan." Lin Zhuoming said decisively: "All the monsters in Xishan went down to earth last night, I'm afraid they haven't returned yet, so let's go there."

"It's okay, it's a good place to go." Yan Dan said hehe: "Kill a few more monsters, and I will be able to open my sword."

The two bid farewell to the veteran, and Lin Zhuoming deliberately left the coffin fungus: "Senior knows the principles of medicine, and it is useless to keep this thing in my hands. If you keep it in the hands of the senior, it can also be used to help the world."

"Blood Ganoderma lucidum is not bad." The old Taoist nodded slightly: "Being able to stay with me for a few days is also considered a predestined relationship. I am an apprentice, I am afraid that seeing you and your party has moved my heart and I can't calm down. This is the essence of the medical skills I have learned in my life, and I give it to you, not to carry it forward, but to pass it on.”

Lin Zhuming saw his small booklet, which was concise and not too thick, so he took it away: "Then thank you, senior."

Then the two went to the west mountain.

Not long after the person left, there was an overwhelming search for the "Assassin", and several officers and soldiers entered the Taoist temple, holding portraits of Chu Yahong and the others, and came to question: "The informant just reported that you are harboring important criminals here! "

The old man waved his hands, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

"Search!"

So they rummaged through the boxes, and even lifted the statue of Laojun to see if it was hollow and if there was anyone hidden in it.

Seeing that you can't find anything, it's not a waste of time, just a warning: "Don't think that people outside the party can be lawless."

The old Taoist just packed his things silently, but the little Taoist was very aggrieved: "Master, let's not go anywhere else."

"Copy twenty times." The old man said lightly.

The little Taoist held his breath in his chest and couldn't get out.

The old Taoist returned the statue of Laojun to its original position, and then said lightly: "Your ability, you have gone to other places, and you don't have any special skills. It's better to stay here, and you still have incense money."

"A man should have lofty aspirations!" The little Taoist retorted.

(End of this chapter)