Nine-layer armor-breaking

Chapter 22 The whereabouts of things

The fat man bent forward, knife raised, his posture as strange as before. It was obvious that he was about to use the Jingzhe Knife.

Jiang Xuan had suffered from the Jingzhe Sword before. When that attack was launched, the fat man had not yet taken the Xueying Pill and his strength was still at the intermediate level of the Heavenly Rank, but he still dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Xuan. Now that the fat man has reached the peak of the Heavenly Rank, if he uses the Jingzhe Sword again, the power will probably be beyond Jiang Xuan's tolerance.

The battle must end quickly!
Almost at the same time when the fat man changed from standing upright to bending over while holding the knife, Jiang Xuan carried the butt of the gun to his shoulder, then took a step back, and raised his right arm like a large bow with a fully drawn string.

Jiang Xuan had used this move in his battle with Skinny Guy, and it was this move that ended Skinny Guy's life.

"hiss!"

The silver spear shot out like an arrow from a bow, more like a roaring dragon, stirring the air, and shot towards the fat man at high speed!
Although the spear was moving extremely fast, it was not in a straight line. Instead, it was like a swimming dragon, roaring towards the fat man's location.

And all this was almost completed at the same time as the silver spear left his hand.

The silver spear stopped on the huge black rock in the distance.

The fat man's pupils trembled, and he lowered his head with an expression of disbelief: there was actually a hole on his chest, the position and size were exactly the same as the thin man's at that time! This was not difficult to infer based on the hole on the ochre cloth robe Jiang Xuan was wearing.

Jiang Xuan felt relieved and dragged his numb body towards the fat man who was standing hunched over.

"The thin guy did the same thing then?" The fat man gritted his teeth, stood up and looked at Jiang Xuan.

"Yes." Jiang Xuan said.

The fat man's frown relaxed and he said with relief: "I'll make a deal with you."

It is said that when a man is about to die, his words are good.

For the first time, Jiang Xuan saw sincerity on the fat man's face.

"can."

"I'll tell you the whereabouts of those pills. Dig two pits and bury me and Skinny Man closer together."

Jiang Xuan nodded, walked around the fat man, dragged his numb body, and staggered towards the huge black rock.

He stopped again and said to the fat man in a deep voice, "The thin man has been buried."

Perhaps Jiang Xuan's words reminded the fat man of something, and a carefree smile appeared on his still rosy face: "The thing is ten miles north of Qizhou City, in a cave next to an ancient pavilion."

After a violent coughing fit, the fat man continued, "That traveling merchant behaves like an adult, but has a childlike face."

Jiang Xuan thought about it, not knowing what to say.

However, the sound of someone falling to the ground behind him told him that the battle with the fat man was completely over.

After collecting the two spears, Yanxing and Wuxi, which were embedded in the boulder, Jiang Xuan carried the fat man, who had already stopped breathing, to the thin man's grave.

It is called a grave, but it is actually just a small mound of earth.

Jiang Xuan looked at the fat man lying on the ground. The fat man now had completely lost his previous rosy complexion. Not only was his face pale, but his body was also obviously much shriveled than before.

"The side effects of this Blood Profit Pill are quite significant. It seems that forcibly increasing one's strength is only a life-threatening method and not a long-term solution." Jiang Xuan sighed.

Jiang Xuan's previous battle with the fat man had nearly drained him of all his strength, and he only managed to hold on despite the threat of his life. After another round of hard work and pauses, he finally completed the deal he had made with the fat man and buried him a few steps away from the thin man.

Sitting on the stone where the fat and thin men were sitting when they first met.

The numbness in his body gradually subsided, and Jiang Xuan also felt that his physical strength was gradually recovering.

The "poison" coated on the diamond-shaped darts was not actually poison. Jiang Xuan had already guessed this during the previous battle.

This also confirmed Jiang Xuan's guess about the young pharmacist from another state - that pharmacist probably wouldn't be interested in things like poisons.

The reason for this speculation is that in Jiang Xuan's imagination, the young pharmacist should be, or Jiang Xuan hopes that he is like Jiang Xian, who has extremely high qualifications for refining medicine and wants to use his refining ability to benefit more people.

It’s a pity that although the young pharmacist was protected by a large mercenary group, he still died at the hands of the fat man by accident.

Jiang Xuan made up his mind: the young pharmacist's pills would only be used for himself, and would never be used to harm ordinary people.

Three carriages appeared from a distance and were getting closer and closer in Jiang Xuan's sight.

Jiang Xuan was puzzled: there was not a single inn within a radius of more than ten miles from here. This was a small road from Yingzhou to Qizhou. Why did these three carriages choose to take this small road instead of the main road?

The three carriages were escorted by several strong men. They were moving at a fairly fast speed and arrived in front of Jiang Xuan in a short while.

"Excuse me, sir. Is this the direction to Yingzhou City?"

Jiang Xuan looked at the owner of the voice, who was a horseman in the convoy, and seemed to be a guard.

Jiang Xuan saw the guard who was asking for directions dismount and bow to him, then looked at the convoy that had stopped in the distance.

After resisting the numbness, the pain from the wound returned. After a brief pause, he dragged his weak body back in a salute, pointing to a small path: "Follow this road all the way. When you reach a fork in the road, go in the direction with no one around. If you keep going, you'll probably see the gates of Yingzhou City before 9:00 tomorrow."

Seeing the guard in front of him looking thoughtful, Jiang Xuan added, "Maybe taking another route would be faster, but the one I'm referring to will have fewer people."

The guard saw that the young man opposite him had no intention of teasing or deceiving him, so he thanked the young man and turned to leave.

He took a quick look and tossed the young man a small red porcelain bottle he had taken from his waist. He smiled calmly and said, "This is the trauma medicine our master gave us. It works very quickly. Consider it a thank you gift for asking for directions. Whether to discard it or keep it is entirely up to you, Excellency."

Jiang Xuan reacted quickly and took it: "Thank you!"

The guard had already jumped on his horse, turned his horse around and headed towards the convoy.

After hearing Jiang Xuan's thanks, he just waved his hand and didn't say anything else.

Jiang Xuan turned his head and gently opened the small red porcelain bottle. Although he tried to avoid the smell that came out the moment the cork was pulled out, he still smelled a faint and somewhat special medicinal fragrance. He had smelled that medicinal fragrance before. It was the most important medicine in the high-quality medicinal powder prepared by his sister Jiang Xian, which could heal wounds and relieve pain.

Smelling the familiar scent, Jiang Xuan let down his guard and gently untied the cloth wrapped around his waist and abdomen. He flicked the small red porcelain bottle and sprinkled the fine medicine powder inside on the wound. He tightened the cloth and tied it in a knot away from the wound.

Jiang Xuan walked alone on this familiar path. As the medicine took effect, the numbness in his body had obviously disappeared for the most part, his mind gradually became clearer, and his whole body felt a little lighter.

In the battle with the fat man, Jiang Xuan obviously underestimated his enemy.

(End of this chapter)