Mountain Little Divine Doctor

Miaomiao knew it was bad as soon as he saw the flying shadow. He turned his hand, took out the bottle and leaned under Fang Qi's nose. Fang Qi smelled the refreshing smell from the bottle, immediately cleared the Lingtai again, and suddenly he really bounced back into his body.

The three Uighurs saw that they took out a bottle and broke their magic immediately. They were also surprised. They looked at each other and said to the fat man and his minions, "close the door, you exit!" The fat man and his minions were so scared that their legs shook like a sieve and ran out of the Guandi temple in panic.

As soon as the door of the hall was closed, the room suddenly became much darker. The three Uighurs divided into three sides and began to close their eyes and shake the skeleton Buddhist staff. The copper rings collided and made a sharp crisp sound, faster and faster, like the battle of ten thousand horses and armies, and sounded like clocks, drums and cymbals. In the shocked room, sparks burst from the charcoal basin, and the wooden chairs on both sides rattled and burst with a quack. The roof tiles on the Guandi Temple seemed to play the piano one by one, and the snow fell down.

At first, the fat men and minions outside felt as if their ears were out of breath. Something flowed down. They wiped it with their hands and saw that it was blood. They were scared and climbed and ran away.

The Uighur people read a spell and slowly opened their eyes, but they didn't see two people. Only two people's leather clothes and hats were left on the tiger skin chair. The three people looked at the room like torches. There were really no two people, so they put down their heart: "how can these two people resist our magic skills? They must have been photographed and killed by the magic spell."

Open the door to greet the big leader. The fat man comes back with his little minions. He heard that they had been killed. Looking at his tiger skin chair, epithelial clothes and leather hat, Fang dubiously asks the little minions to hold a banquet to reward the three envoys.

Different people must have different skills. Miao Miao knew it was difficult to deal with the three Uighurs at the first sight. He took the treasure bottle and called Fang Qi's true God back. The capacity of the treasure bottle was limited. They were very bloated in leather clothes and hats and couldn't squeeze in. He had to take off his clothes and shrink into the bottle.

In fact, they hid behind the tiger skin chair. It was very busy outside, but the treasure bottle was very quiet, warm and safe. This vase is similar to a kind of enchantment, but it is not a magic enchantment, but the effect of the baby. It is difficult for people who are not very powerful in Taoism to find it. Hardware is always more powerful than software. Aquarius is hardware and spell is software.

Although the Uighurs had evil magic, they didn't find it at all. The table was set in the Guandi temple, and several injured stronghold leaders came out to sit with them. They were happy to hear that the three Uighurs killed the two boys in Chinese clothes. They flattered one by one. It's nothing more than strong magic. They will be able to contribute to the country in the future. The three Uighurs were very comfortable, and their mouths were like trouser waists.

Fang Qi stayed in the treasure bottle depressed. "These three Uighurs are so powerful that Yang lianzhenjia must be more powerful than them. How can he fight?"

Miao Miao took out beef and wine gourd from his bag and handed it to him: "what are you afraid of? Soldiers will block it, water will come to Tutun, people will eat, and we will also eat." It's a pleasure for two people to eat one mouthful of you and one mouthful of me.

Then the fat man said, "what are you doing here?"

"It's inconvenient for me to stay here for more than one Uighur," he said

The fat man said to the following people: "several brothers took the wine and vegetables to the side hall to eat. I have something to say with the three envoys." Little minion, come and pack up and carry the table away.

When they all went out, the Uighur asked, "last time I gave you 1000 liang of silver, how many people did you recruit? The national teacher asked us to have a look."

The fat man grinned: "don't hide from the three special envoys. It's harder to find people than change money. You've killed all of them. No, you've only recruited 300 or 500 people in the past six months. If you give less money, people won't come. If you give more money, 1000 liang of silver is not enough to spend, isn't it?"

Another Uighur said darkly, "hu er, don't let the national master find out that you have embezzled this money!" Words are threatening.

The fat man hu er was not vague, but he didn't buy it. "I'm very loyal to the national teacher. You know that this mountain is too close to Jizhou city. Yuan soldiers go out to patrol from time to time, and our work is not easy."

Another Uighur said, "Hu Da is in charge. The day when the national teacher is successful is when you are developed. As long as you are loyal to the national teacher, the national teacher will naturally treat you well. It's inconvenient for you to stay here, but the national teacher has his own opinion. You'd better have less resentment. "

Fang Qi asked Miao Miao, "what does this guy want to do? Does he want to rebel?"

Miao Miao chewed the beef and nodded, "well, as a national teacher and a man of Pang Xin around Kublai Khan, of course, he knows how the Mengyuan people started. Is it just a feather duster with chicken feathers? This Kublai Khan is smart. He understands that only when he takes over the Central Plains can he firmly grasp the military power in his own hands. Relying on dozens of tribes, he will fight unevenly. "

Fang Qi thought, but also, mengge inherited the throne of Great Khan. As soon as he died, his sons began to fight with more than a dozen tribes, so that the Uighurs, southern Tibet and western regions and other tribes wanted to fight one after another.

As soon as he arrives in the Central Plains, he will certainly abolish the original tribal chieftain system, wantonly seal the king, and then cut the Tibetan after sealing the king. In this way, the military power will be firmly in his hand. The people of the central plains are also familiar with what they play.

It is no wonder that the Mongol Yuan Empire has survived for only more than 100 years. When it comes to the Central Plains, it is like a Longyou shoal. It can no longer display the iron riding skills of the Mongol Yuan people. It is only a matter of time before it dies. Kublai Khan Jiandu said that he was the emperor. I'm afraid he never thought that one day their descendants will be acclimatized and vomit and diarrhea.

Miao Miao also analyzes why the three Uighurs always do the same action, which is probably the spotlight effect. The so-called condensing effect is like a mirror. The reflection of the sun may illuminate only one piece, but three mirrors may burn through the illuminated place. They stand in different positions and do the same action, which is nothing more than to increase the attack effect. So it will appear very strong. If there is one less person, it will be greatly reduced immediately.

Fang Qi smiled when he thought of the three monks wearing hats wringing three meteor hammers to tie themselves up. "These bandits are not all fools. When you see the three monks wearing hats, they want to learn from the Uighurs fighting in groups. Unfortunately, drawing tigers is not like dogs."

Miao Miao said, "originally I wanted to set a torch to burn this broken place. Now it seems that I can't burn it. If Yang lianzhenjia is successful and fights with Kublai Khan, it will be fun."