Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 6
At this moment, Yang Da's breathing was weak, Meng Qiu carefully wiped off the blood, and poured some spirits on the wound.

"Hmm!" Yang Da regained his senses from the pain, subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the weapon on the ground, and when he caught nothing, he panicked.

Opening his eyes, he saw that it was Meng Qiu. He opened his mouth and turned his head to look to the other side. He was relieved when he saw Yang Guofu lying on the ground, and said weakly, "Brother Meng, why are you back?"

"Brother Yang stood up for me, I can't let you not even have a body collector." Meng Qiu carefully straightened him up and said:
"You are seriously injured, I can only deal with it briefly. Do you have hemostatic medicine, healing medicine and so on?"

Yang Da nodded slightly, and said, "On the chest, the white medicine powder is applied externally, and the red medicine is taken internally. Cough cough cough."

Meng Qiu hurriedly took out a small package, which had already been torn, and a lot of the medicine powder inside spilled out, but fortunately there was a little left, and he applied the white medicine powder to the wound, and the bleeding stopped as expected.

The effect was immediate, and he was so amazed that he went to fetch a bowl of water and red medicinal powder, sent Yang Da to take it, and then found a bed to wrap it in a quilt.

After a cup of tea, Yang Da's face was obviously bloody, his body gradually warmed up, and he regained some strength. He said, "Thank you for coming back, otherwise I would really die here."

He has rich experience in Jianghu, and when he saw the wet appearance of the enemy, he guessed the trick, and praised: "Brother Meng is very adaptable and good at tactics!"

"After all, the first time is raw and the second time is familiar." Compared with sneak attacking Zhang Liang during the day, Meng Qiu is much calmer at the moment, and the tricks and postures of splashing water this time have improved a lot.

Yang Guofu and Zhang Liang were destined to roll in boiling water and die by the same method, and it would not be in vain for the brothers and sisters.

"Brother Yang, before this man died, that gun suddenly flew up, which is not like ordinary martial arts, do you know what happened?" When Yang Da's condition improved, Meng Qiu couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Meng also saw it?" Yang Da was startled, he quickly scanned the room and saw the hole in the wall, and after asking what happened, he said:
"That is the legendary flying sword technique. Yang Guofu is also a hero in the Jianghu, and he is willing to worship under the name of notorious bandits like Mrs. Mao just to learn this strange skill."

Talking about the skill of taking off the sword, Yang Da also yearned for it in his eyes.He and the other two sworn brothers have searched hard for many years, isn't it for this reason?

Seeing this, Meng Qiu began to ponder in his mind again. It seemed that Yang Da had already survived this calamity, whether to go with him to find the treasure in the original book.

Both of them were contemplating, and the room suddenly became quieter. After a while, Yang Da came back to his senses and began to tell the story:
"After you left, I started fighting with Yang Guofu. After fighting for a long time, we couldn't tell which was better, so he proposed to stop.

I knew he still hadn't let go of chasing and killing you, so desperately trying to get injured, I found an opportunity to slash him obliquely, almost cutting him in half.

I thought I won, but when he fell to the ground with serious injuries, he yelled, "You forced me to do this. Look at the flying sword technique I learned from my master."

I saw him let go of his hand, and the short spear seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and it flew into the air, as fast as a shooting star, and stabbed me in two or three strokes. "

Yang Da lifted his clothes, looked at the big holes on his chest and stomach that had stopped bleeding, and said with lingering fear:
"I had no power to resist, so I had to close my eyes and wait for death. Unexpectedly, Yang Guofu suddenly stopped and said some nonsense. I didn't understand it at the time. Thinking about it now, I heard Brother Meng came back."

Meng Qiu got confirmation that there really was a flying sword in this world, and he was so excited that he hurriedly searched for a bunch of things from Yang Guofu.

It's a pity that they turned over and over again, and there was only some money and a letter, and both of them were a little disappointed.

Meng Qiu opened the letter, read it hastily, and said: "Brother Yang, this letter was sent by Mrs. Mao. The three masters and apprentices are invited by a man named Chen Changtai who is called Tai Sui to come here to help."

After Yang Da read the letter, his expression was solemn, and he said: "In this way, Mrs. Mao is also nearby. He has the skill of flying swords, and I was seriously injured. He must not be the opponent. We can't stay here for long."

So Meng Qiu didn't bother to look for the pistol that had fallen somewhere, so he found a cart from the restaurant, spread the bedding, carried Yang Da, and left in a hurry at night.

The road was difficult and the injured couldn't stand the bumps. Even though he had good physical strength, he had only traveled less than forty miles by noon the next day.

At this moment, the sun was scorching, and the two had no choice but to find a shady forest nearby to rest. They were eating and drinking, and saw two black spots in the distance, coming from the way they had come.

Meng Qiu hurriedly asked Yang Da to get back on the cart, and went deep into the woods, but he couldn't dodge in a hurry, and the two riders had already rushed to the front.

With a sound of "Woo", two people jumped down, one holding a long lance and the other carrying a sword, they stepped forward quickly, saw Meng Qiu's appearance, and said loudly: "But Daxia Yang and Mr. Meng face to face?"

Meng Qiu saw that the other party didn't look like an enemy, and he couldn't avoid it, so he was a little wary and said, "It's just me, I don't know who they are?"

"It's good that you two are fine!" The two of them showed joy, making Chang Leng smile and said: "I am Dai Hengyu from Daijiachang, and this is my brother Yu Yunzhong, who was entrusted by Xu's father and son, and came to meet him."

Only then did Meng Qiu heave a sigh of relief, Yang Da struggled to get up and salute, Dai and Yu quickly stopped.

After the four of them had a conversation, they realized that the shopkeeper and his son did not dare to stay all the way, and rushed to Dai's farm in a hurry, and told what happened, Dai Hengyu rode fast horses with Yu Yunzhong without saying a word.

"Brother Dai and I were afraid that we would come late and miss the lives of two righteous men. Thanks to Yang Daxia's strong martial arts, he is a lucky man."

Meng Qiu felt relieved, stepped forward to thank him, and then moved on.I just relaxed and felt powerless all over.

Yu Yunzhong hurriedly helped him onto the horse, asked Dai Hengyu to lead him, took the cart by himself, and dragged Yang Da back on the road.

It took less than a stick of incense to walk, and I could hear the sound of horseshoes on the road, from far to near.

Dai Hengyu immediately lowered his figure, took a step to the back of the team, and stood on the side of the road.

Then he saw a big monk coming on horseback, and when he saw four people, he stopped his horse and looked down at him for a few times. He was overjoyed at first, and then he said viciously, "Boy, your surname is Meng?"

Without waiting for Meng Qiu to answer, he pointed to Yang Da again and said, "What is this sick ghost, the 'magic sword' Yang Da, okay, the Buddha has caught you."

While speaking, the monk jumped off his horse, raised his Zen staff with one hand, and threw it at Yang Da.

"Where is the bald thief, how dare you be presumptuous!" Dai Hengyu reacted quickly, with his legs tightly tied together, swinging his long spear, and going forward.

With a sound of "clang", the Zen staff bounced high, and the long spear suddenly fell. Both of them thought: "What a lot of strength!"

Dai Hengyu's kung fu is a bit weak, her shoulders are a little sore, but she doesn't want to lose, and her feet didn't move at all.

The monk fell to the side, rubbed his wrists, but did not rush to attack, glanced at Yu Yunzhong who was holding his sword ready to strike, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Boy, who are you, dare to meddle in the affairs of the Buddha?"

"Dai Hengyu in Dai's house!" Dai Hengyu replied loudly, taking advantage of the opportunity to put away the long spear, threw the pestle on the ground, and said, "Who are you?"

"Flying unicorn Dai Hengyu?" The monk was taken aback, then laughed loudly, and said:

"This is really a coincidence. Buddha was going to Daijiachang to look for you, and you sent it to the door yourself. Just took your head and went to see my brother Changtai."

(End of this chapter)