After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Wei Wu was immediately horrified and said, "No, how can you have this skill?"

"Then you only have two choices. One is to wait for the Great Immortal Qingniu, and the other is to wait for Elder Ju to leave the palace." Wei Yuanji said, and then said, "For the Great Immortal Qingniu, it will take a long time, and for Elder Ju, it will take at least twenty days."

Wei Wu's face turned green immediately. He couldn't even imagine the Great Immortal Qingniu performing the operation. The chrysanthemum would age in twenty days.

Twenty days, I'm afraid it will all rot.

The key is how to live like this, squatting in the toilet every day?

"Brother Wu, you have the ability to heal yourself. It only takes one knife. It doesn't require any special skills. Just be patient and it will be fine." Wei Yuanji coaxed him patiently.

Wei Wu instinctively thought of the dilapidated temple and the scene of half the wall covered in blood. His expression was hesitant and he couldn't make up his mind. It was too scary.

"Press the acupoints to stop the bleeding. We have the best hemostatic ointment and a sharp knife. It's just a matter of two or three inches." Wei Yuanji continued to persuade.

When Wei Wu heard that it could stop the bleeding, he immediately became a little bolder. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Okay, then I'll cut it."

After the agreement was reached, Wei Yuanji immediately went down to prepare.

A sharp knife, hot water, a basin, hemostatic ointment, a clean cloth... and most importantly, a mulberry wood stick for biting.

The Feiyu Guards had nothing else but the spare parts they could cut from people's bodies that could keep them alive, and they had dozens upon dozens of them.

He also has rich work experience.

Qin He's violent method of cutting hemorrhoids was truly amateurish.

Professional matters should be left to professionals.

I can’t go into detail about what happened next.

In short, just bite the mulberry wood tightly, get into the right position, find the right position, and then cut it in half with one knife.

There was blood, but very little.

Feiyuwei's hemostatic ointment and acupressure methods are all professional.

A scream of pain was inevitable. The person was awake, and the place where the cut was made was rich in nerves. The biting mulberry wood immediately left two clearly visible lines of teeth marks.

The self-healing technique was also abnormal. The bleeding stopped quickly, and then you could hear the "sizzling" sound of granulation tissue growing wildly.

However, Wei Yuanji's expression slowly changed from surprise at success to disbelief.

"Is the cutting done?" Wei Wu asked in a trembling voice after hearing no sound for a long time.

Wei Yuanji blinked and hesitated, "It's done, but Brother Wu... now there's bad news and good news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Wei Wu's eyes widened instantly, and he said in horror, "What's going on? Tell me clearly, don't keep me in suspense."

"Ok."

Wei Yuanji nodded, and then said: "The bad news is that after you removed the hemorrhoid, it grew back. The good news is that it is not as big anymore."

When Wei Wu heard this, he collapsed on the spot.

Can it grow back after being cut?

What kind of self-healing technique is this? Hemorrhoids are not part of the body!

Why the hell are you healing it yourself!

"Brother Wu, your self-healing skills are flawed. Things that shouldn't be growing are growing now." Wei Yuanji hit the nail on the head and added, "There's no other way now. We can only keep cutting until it's gone."

"Then...how many knives will it take?" Wei Wu's voice began to tremble.

Where the hell did this damn thing come from? It's flipping outwards for no apparent reason.

"Judging from the extent of the reduction, eight more strikes should be enough." Wei Yuan said after a careful assessment.

“Eight swords!!”

Wei Wu jumped up in shock.

That night, the Feiyuwei Yamen was filled with Wei Wu's dull howls.

……

Two days later, the capital city welcomed a rare natural summer night rain.

It also adds a bit of coolness to the hot weather.

The Xu Mansion in Dongcheng was decorated with lights and was filled with joy.

The eighth day of the sixth lunar month is an auspicious day, suitable for traveling, moving into a new house, and getting married.

Today is Xu Changshou's wedding day.

The Xu family is a weak descendant of the Xu family, a branch of the Zhongshan King Xu family. Although they are more than ten generations away from the royal family of Zhongshan King and can no longer be considered as relatives, and their family fortune has declined, they are descendants of kings after all, and the Xu Mansion still has some popularity in Dongcheng.

In addition, Xu Changshou loved making friends, and he had people from all walks of life, so there was a constant stream of guests coming to his house to drink and congratulate him.

The scene was quite formal, the only drawback being that when the host family was not around, the guests were talking and whispering to each other in private.

Those with good character would shake their heads and sigh, while those with bad character would just sneer at them.

There is no way. Although the Xu family has declined, they are still a well-known family.

He married a widow, and she was pregnant.

Things like this will always be criticized.

Well, Xu Changshou's parents agreed to the marriage for the sake of Yang Qiaoer's baby, but Xu Changshou's aunts, uncles and uncles were not in a good mood.

A group of people were rubbing their hands and gnashing their teeth as they stood guard at the gate, clearly preparing to cause trouble.

"Master, those people seem to be trying to block the door." Not far away, Wang Tiezhu stretched his neck and said to Qin He who was eating melon seeds.

It was Xu Changshou's big wedding, and all the staff of the East City Crematorium came out, occupied a few tables, and ate melon seeds while waiting for the bride to come and pay her respects so that the feast could begin.

The so-called "blocking the door" means blocking the sedan chair.

It is a formal marriage, no matter if the person is a virgin or a widow, as long as she is the legal wife, the ceremony must be held in a dignified manner, entering the house and paying homage to the emperor.

If you marry a concubine, then you have to go through the small door. A little girl will enter the house quietly through the small door, and the matter is over. It is a world of difference.

Blocking the door is the greatest insult to the bride and groom, and it denies her status from the root.