Five kinds of medicine in another world

"What exactly did he mean? Why did these people want to kill my Xiaohong? Nineteen, what exactly happened here?"

Seeing her beloved horse being killed, Zhao Hongling couldn't help but tremble with anger, but she didn't rush forward to question like Ye Yushi did. Instead, she turned to ask Gu Shijiu.

"This move is just to cut off everyone's retreat. Only in this way can Zhenxie County have a better chance of winning."

Gu Nineteen explained to Zhao Hongling as they walked.

"Just killing a horse can cut off our retreat? Kill the horse... kill the horse... hiss, that's how it is."

After Zhao Hongling pondered for a moment, she suddenly realized something. Her eyes widened and her face was filled with astonishment.

"So, now we have no way out, right?"

Zhao Hongling asked in a tone full of doubt, but her tone revealed a kind of certainty.

"Yes, there is indeed no way out. At this moment, the only thing the people in the city can do is to defend the city to the death. There is no other choice."

Gu Shijiu said affirmatively.

Not to mention that there is no decent city nearby that can provide any shelter.

Just talking about the evil man hiding in the dark, ready to attack at any time, if he does not have a warhorse to drive as a support, then rashly choosing to leave the city is tantamount to seeking death!

After all, in such a harsh and dangerous environment, how can one outrun those aggressive and vicious enemies with just one's legs?

Gu Shijiu smiled and shook his head, then said to Zhao Hongling:

"Don't think too much. Go back and have a good rest. You will know the final conclusion tonight."

After Gu Shijiu finished speaking, he found himself already in his room. He waved to Zhao Hongling and Lin Zhong and went back to his room to rest.

Zhao Hongling and Lin Zhong looked at each other, then returned to their own rooms.

The setting sun dyed the sky red like blood, as if a huge ruby ​​was inlaid in the sky, shining brightly.

Gu Shijiu stood on the top of the city wall early in the morning, looking quietly into the distance.

Du Sha and others stood beside Gu Shijiu, their eyes full of worry.

The people of the martial arts world who had already been pacified by reality at the foot of the Chengliu Tower were divided into five teams and were waiting quietly under the city.

Team one captain Zhao Hongling.

The captain of the second team is Xiao Changtian, and Ye Yushi is in Xiao Changtian’s team.

The captain of the third team is Jiang Wenming, the chief elder of the Hengdao Escort Agency, and Lin Zhong is in the team.

The captain of the fourth team is Wang Wei, the chief elder of the Hengdao Escort Agency.

The captain of the fifth team is Chang Sanhao, the great elder of the Hengdao Escort Agency.

Add to that a team of evil-suppressing guards and a team of talisman shield guards.

This is the current strength of Zhenxie County.

Fortunately, these people had all the talismans in their hands, and basically everyone had a sword to suppress evil, otherwise there would be no chance of winning.

"Brother Nineteen, what are our chances of winning now?"

Kangtai asked subconsciously.

Gu Shijiu glanced behind him and saw Chu Ying, Du Sha and Kang Tai, and no one else.

After thinking for a while, Gu Shijiu said softly:

"Less than 20%."

Kangtai wanted to ask something, but suddenly shut his mouth. He knew that it was useless to ask anything now, and he could only pray for a miracle to happen.

"Here they come. Someone is coming."

Suddenly a scream broke the silence.

Everyone looked in the direction of the county guard who made the shout, only to see the county guard pointing into the distance.

Looking into the distance, I saw a person walking towards me from afar.

As the man slowly approached, Gu Shijiu discovered that he was actually a monk.

The monk had nine scars on his bald head and was wearing a gray cloth robe.

Holding a Zen stick in his left hand, a rosary in his right hand, and a sword on his waist, he walked towards the gate of Zhenxie County step by step.

The monk was not very old, about twenty years old.

The monk walked to the gate of Zhenxie County and whispered to the tower:

"Luo Yong from Bodhi Temple has received the imperial decree and is here to support Zhenxie County. Please open the city gates."

After the monk finished speaking, he waited quietly in front of the city gate.

Although the monk's voice was soft, everyone felt as if the voice was ringing in their ears, and every word was clear.

Du Sha glanced at Kang Tai and Chu Ying, who were also somewhat shocked, and said softly:

"He's a capable person, but he's just one person, so that's a little short."

Kangtai nodded, ordered the city gate to be opened, and went down to greet them in person.

"Master, please come in. I am Kang Tai, the governor of Zhenxie County. Please follow me."

Luo Yong smiled and nodded, then followed Kangtai up to the city wall.

"I'm so sorry, Master. I was going to welcome you first, but the evil spirits' general attack should be coming soon. I had no choice but to take you to the tower first. I'm really sorry. I'm not polite."

"But don't worry, if you hold on tonight, I will definitely double your compensation."

"It's okay, it's okay. We should defend the city first."

Luo Yong still had a smile on his face and spoke softly.

Kangtai was a little desperate and tried every possible means. He called the little monk "Master" and "You" all the time and was extremely respectful.

Du Sha couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and asked calmly:

"Little monk, are you the only one coming to your Bodhi Temple? Is this the so-called reinforcements of your Bodhi Temple?"

Gu Shijiu also looked over, his eyes full of doubt.

"Amitabha."

Luo Yong heard a Buddhist name and said softly:

"Some people, even if there are 10,000 or 100,000 people, still cannot defend this city."

"But there are some people. If one person comes, this Zhenxie County City will be safe."

"I am the latter."

Although Luo Yong's voice was not loud, it was deafening, drawing everyone's attention to this arrogant little monk.

Du Sha was also so angry that he laughed and said sarcastically:

"What an arrogant monk! Interesting! Is this what your abbot taught you?"

"Amitabha."

"Our abbot taught me that monks should not tell lies, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life."

Luo Yong's faint voice came, and he looked up at Du Sha, his eyes still full of smiles.

"Okay, okay, the master's name is Luo Yong, right?"

Gu Shijiu suddenly asked.

"Yes, I am Luo Yong, a disciple of Bodhi Temple. You can also call me Monk Luo."

Luo Yong clasped his hands together in front of Gu Shijiu, performed a Buddhist salute, and spoke softly.

"Then tonight we must rely on the Master's Dharma to protect the safety of the people of this county."

Gu Shijiu said seriously.

"And Amitabha, don't worry, donor."

"My Dharma can slay demons, exorcise devils, drive out evil spirits, and destroy ghosts."

"The Supreme Being can also eliminate evil, support good, kill people, and punish immortals."

"It's just a little evil spirit, not worth mentioning."

Luo Yong's tone was still so arrogant.

Although Gu Shijiu felt a little uncomfortable, he still forced himself to salute Luo Yong.

After all, all power is worth cherishing now. We can only hope that this monk Luo really has some ability.