Mountain Little Divine Doctor

He followed the horse's hoof prints for more than 30 miles, but he still didn't see their shadow. Although Fang Qi is hateful, he is right. Now he is walking and shaking and dizzy because of excessive blood loss. More than ten miles away, the horse's hoof print began to turn to the main road. When the horsemen saw his face, they were scared to speed up and run far away.

But before long, dozens of war horses flew out. It was probably someone who reported to the army and the army pursued them. Qinglong hurried into the forest again. The arrows flew and shot indiscriminately, and lengbuding got two more arrows. It's really sad. The old pain is not good, and the new injury is added. The iron man can't stand it.

The officers and soldiers shouted for encirclement all the way, that is, with many trees in the forest, Qinglong finally escaped from the encirclement. Looking at the road ahead, he said that even if he climbed, he would climb up. Only when he was chased and killed for nothing, he suddenly thought that he could have at least a mouthful of meat and wine with Fang Qi, and no one dared to bully.

Take out the arrow again, and this time it becomes weaker. But Fang Qi's gang seemed to want to keep a distance from him, but they just couldn't see each other. When he was tired, he leaned against the tree to rest for a while. When he was hungry, he got some wild fruit to eat. After walking for several days, he didn't dare to walk along the avenue, because the cavalry always patrol back and forth on the avenue.

Fangqi and his family stopped to have a rest when they arrived at a small town on Wuer territory. Wan wu'er is a tribal leader of nomads. He was once one of the leaders of several big tribes supporting Ali Buge. Ali Buge was defeated. Wan wu'er was worried that he would be destroyed by Kublai Khan. On the one hand, he sent people to plead with Kublai Khan, and on the other hand, he asked for help from the two Khanate states of wokuotai and Chahatai. This is a time of fear and fear.

He set up checkpoints at the junction of the two countries to guard against death. He was afraid that Kublai Khan would suddenly send someone to kill him. Several Han people from the Central Plains suddenly came to the town. Someone immediately beat a horse to report to Wan wu'er. Wan wu'er didn't know what would happen, but I heard that these people seemed to be very noble, dressed in luxury and riding a BMW pony. They seemed to be two masters and a group of slaves serving people.

After wu'er thought, don't act rashly. Let someone inquire and assign them to explore.

Fangqi and his family stayed in the only Inn in the town. In front of the inn was the restaurant. Speaking of this restaurant, naturally, it can't be compared with the diet in the Central Plains, but it is also very distinctive. There are hand-made rice and Mead of Hu people in the western regions. Because it is on the main road in the western regions, its business is quite good.

Just before leaving after dinner, a few people in versatile knots came in. As soon as they came in, all the people inside stood up and saluted. The men came to Fang Qi and saluted, "where did you come from and where are you going?"

Knowing that this was an official figure, Fang Qi replied, "we are going to Sabbath and sell spices in Persia. Of course, if there are female slaves there, our Mongolian Yuan official still likes it very much." The people inside listened to it with a burst of obscene laughter.

The man said, "we are the servants of master Wan wu'er. If we can bring back spices and women, our master also needs them, and we will give you more money at that time." Turned around and left with those men.

Miao Miao quietly makes a gesture to each other. Several people get up and go to the back inn. Fang Qi suddenly turns around to look at a very ordinary hu man in the corner. He turns around and asks Miao Miao them to go first and knock on the wooden table in front of the hu man. The man raises his face, but he is a blind man.

Fangqi asked, "Why are you staring at me?"

The blind man coughed a few times: "it's not that I stare at you, but that I smell an old friend from you."

Fang Qi was surprised, "are you also a puppet?"

The blind man nodded: "when I smell your breath, I know he's gone. I learned puppetry for a short time and failed to learn my real skills. Later, I abandoned it and begged along the way and played some tricks. " After talking, his eyes turned back to normal. It turns out that this guy lives on tricks.

"What's your name?"

"Puppets can't tell people their names. I'm an exception. My name is Gus." The old man put his hand on his chest and saluted. Fangqi also saluted, "well, Gus, I'll ask you to be a guide, including accommodation, horses and invoices." Then he smiled.

Of course, Gus was very happy to find a new owner who could manage rice. He put his hand on his chest: "it's a pleasure!" He took out his heart from his chest and held it in his hand to Fang Qi: "my heart is red." Fang Qi threw down a ingot of silver as a deposit and turned back to the inn. When he came to the door of the inn, Fang Qi suddenly thought: have I been fooled by others again?

I'm the only one who fooled others. Now I always feel fooled by this old miscellaneous hair? Suddenly, I had to think of the crux. Gus said that I smelled the puppet man's breath from me. Lao Tzu was a practitioner. The practitioner was the cleanest. It was impossible for the dead puppet to leave any information.

When he returned to find Gus, the old miscellaneous hair had already run away without a shadow. Sure enough, I guessed right, but it was a hindsight. I was smart and confused for a while, and I was fooled by an old liar. There's nothing wrong with silver, but it's definitely hard to play with. If you encounter a matter of life and death, it would be miserable if you were fooled by the old guy.

Depressed, he returned to the guest room. Miao Miao was still practicing. Fang Qi sat down and released his divine consciousness to participate in the monk's mantra in Miao Miao Miao's mind. Indeed, as Miao Miao said, it was very obscure and difficult to understand, but Miao Miao decrypted the explanation and participated all night. When he went to dinner at noon the next day, he made a group outside.

Fang Qi went out and saw that Qinglong really came. The goods were ragged and followed like beggars. The wounds on his body had festered and smelly water. Several people in versatile tie clothes were trying to lock him up and take him away. The green dragon danced the iron gun, so that those people didn't dare to get close for a moment. He also saw Fang Qi leaning against the door frame with his arms. He shouted in a broken Gong like voice, "help me!" Suddenly, he was caught with an iron chain, and then there was another iron chain. Four sets of iron chains were set in a row, and more than a dozen were pulled together. Qinglong finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground like a bear.

Miao Miao came to him and looked at those people dragging a green dragon like a dead dog. He couldn't help worrying: "he's already like this. Don't you do it yet?"

Fang Qi put down his hand and went back to the restaurant. "Rivers and mountains are easy to change, nature is difficult to change. If he doesn't completely knock him down, he will never have a grateful heart. I said I wouldn't beat him, but I'll make him suffer more. Just have a look. Such a person doesn't deserve sympathy. "