Life Going Wild With Plug-ins

The pawn ticket that Ze Que handed over was hovering in the air, but Zhong Zixi didn't intend to reach out to take it.He then said, "What are you looking for? I know the town quite well, and I can take you there."

"It has nothing to do with you." Although Zhong Zixi had doubts in his heart, he didn't have time to delay with him, so he turned and left after saying goodbye.

Ze Que realized that he didn't intend to talk too much with her, and was slightly repelled, so she also stopped walking wisely.He froze for a while, then put the pawn ticket into his arms.

Zeque knew a little about this small town, but he had only been here for more than a month.He was seriously ill, and when he woke up, he couldn't make it in time. He heard that his parents were traveling far away, and because of his illness, he was fostered by a distant relative's house in a remote town called Nanling.

What kind of relatives are cousins, second uncles, aunts, nieces, aunts, etc. He asked several times, but it was too cumbersome to remember.

He lived here for a while, and on weekdays he helped the elders in the family with farm errands and did some heavy work, but he always felt out of place.The whole family is simple farmers and traders, why do they only practice martial arts by themselves.

Except for this sword, everything felt strange to him.Only when I saw this muddy foreigner today, I felt familiar for no reason and wanted to get close.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't appreciate it, it's just wishful thinking.

Zhong Ion asked the way, and walked along the path to the nearby pharmacy.The town is not big, but the distribution is a bit scattered, with criss-crossing paths, and it took a long time to find it.

The doctor helped him pack the medicinal materials, and Zhong Zixifu was in a dilemma again.There is no equipment at home that can brew traditional Chinese medicine, but he really can't carry this heavy clay pot.If you ask a doctor to help boil the medicine, you can save trouble, but it is even more difficult for him to take the soup...

Zhong Zixi was sitting in a daze on the bench by the side of the shop with his medicine bag in his arms, when a group of middle-aged people stepped into the hall.Several people were rude in words and deeds, pushing and shoving into the door, and the doctor, Dr. Chen, suddenly sighed with a sad face.

A man in a straw hat yelled angrily: "Chen, are you fucking grandpas? Your potion has no effect at all, do you still want to be beaten!"

"Uncle, Uncle... It's not that we are perfunctory, we really can't heal Fourth Master Fang's injury..." Dr. Chen came out from behind the counter with his head bowed and bowed, and apologized, "We only treat common illnesses, This is not a disease..."

The big man said again: "If it's not a disease, then what is it? Is it poison? Are you talking about it?"

"It should be, it's not poison...I don't know it either, I really haven't seen it..." Doctor Chen panicked.

"Who listens to you talking so much nonsense! If you can't cure it, the whole family will be buried with you!" The man in the hat grabbed Dr. Chen by the collar and was about to slam into the counter. A figure approached like lightning, and gently pushed on the big man's chest. , the whole person was knocked out.

Zhong Ion took a breath to see who was coming, and thought: Why is it you again.

Ze Que shielded Dr. Chen from behind and asked, "Uncle Chen, are you alright?"

Dr. Chen hurriedly stopped him: "Ah, ah... You are back, Sanwazi... Don't do anything with them, make up for your mistake..."

The big man was helped up by others, and these people saw that it was him, and shouted: "It's you again!"

Someone shrank back muttering: "Mom, it's him again... I don't want to be hit by him again..." Someone next to him immediately punched him: "What are you! With the evil poison of Lao Shizi, don't even think about asking for it."

The farmer who fostered the sparrow was also related to the pharmacy doctor.He often came to the store to help, and taught these gangsters who came to the store to make trouble a few times.These people couldn't beat him, and used vicious methods to quench the poison on the hidden weapon. Zeque never paid attention to it, and he still hasn't solved it.

Since then, every time Ze Que moved his true energy, his lungs were in severe pain, but he couldn't care less. He saw Zhong Zixi sitting quietly watching at the side of the shop, and he felt a little headache, so he said, "Uncle Chen, You should avoid it first. Help me help this guest in too, so don't implicate the innocent."

Dr. Chen poked his head out, and the big man in the coir hat immediately shouted: "The charlatan surnamed Chen! Don't even think about leaving! See if grandpa doesn't beat you to death!"

When Dr. Chen was drunk by him, he didn't dare to care about any customers, and slipped through the back door behind the counter with his head in his arms.

Zeque sighed and discussed patiently: "Then let's go out and fight."

"It's up to you! It can't cure people anyway, and there's nothing to keep in this broken pharmacy!" Kicking over the tables and chairs in the hall, he picked up the porcelain and smashed it.The cracked ceramic fragments from the imitation Ge Kiln splashed everywhere, Zhong Zixi tried his best to tilt his head, but the fragments still passed by the tip of his ear, leaving a bright red slit on his cheek.

Zhong Zixi was completely unaware of the stinging pain, and thought: That's impossible, if the pharmacy is destroyed, what will happen to Ye Jun's medicine next time.

Ze Que had fought with those five or six people for several moves, his internal strength was restricted, indeed he was restrained everywhere, so he could only try to keep his true energy as low as possible, and purely rely on external skills to deal with others.He struggled and tried his best to lure the gangsters out of the store, thinking that the person inside should be able to escape through the inner door, and he relaxed a little before he was thrown to the ground and trampled into the mud.

As soon as he struggled to get up, he unconsciously mobilized his inner strength, and suddenly felt the pain of Wanjian piercing his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and even his vision began to blur.Seeing that he was finally subdued, several big men even intensified their fists and kicks on him to avenge their past.

Ze Que was about to let go of his internal energy and fight desperately, but saw the muddy young man walking out from the main entrance of the pharmacy wobbly, leaning on a cane.Although he was walking unsteadily, his expression was extremely calm, and with a solemn momentum, Ze Que suddenly couldn't say what he wanted him to run for his life.

Zhong Ion took a quick glance at Ze Que, and snorted softly from his nasal cavity in a very contemptuous manner.

Ze Que's cultivation was also at the peak in Zhongliyuan, so it's ridiculous to be so bullied by these rough people in this remote village.

The few people who caused the trouble thought he was dirty and an eyesore, but they were too lazy to pay attention to him. At this moment, they glared at him: "Beggar, you are laughing!"

Zhong Ion calmed down and said coolly: "I laugh at you that your life is not long yet, and you still have the leisure to bully others."

The big man in the coir hat yelled angrily: "What the hell are you with a crow's mouth, you dare to find your grandfather's bad luck—"

Zhong Zi breathlessly said: "Every night when you give birth, you will have severe pain in your right rib, and you will have green spots three inches below your lower abdomen. This pain is getting more severe every day, and the spots will become deeper and deeper."

The big man's face changed suddenly when he heard the words, and he said in amazement: "You, how do you know!"

"I also know that the blood line from the ring finger of your left hand runs along the veins to your heart. Within seven days, you will die suddenly." Zhong Zi looked at him calmly, as if looking at a lifeless corpse.

"Why are you so clear?!" The big man in the hat was sweating profusely. Several of his brothers had already fulfilled this sentence. He rushed to Zhong Zixi, pinched his neck and lifted him up, and shouted: "Since you are clear, don't you?" Will cure? If something happens to me, I will kill you first—"

Zhong Zi's throat was choked by him and he couldn't breathe. He still didn't panic at all, and very calmly, he stretched out his fingers through his clothes and pressed lightly on the spot of the blue spot on the big man in the coir hat. The big man cried out and knelt down as if struck by lightning To the ground convulsions.

"Are you begging for help?" As soon as the other side let go, Zhong Zixi couldn't stand upright and fell to the ground suddenly, he stood up staggeringly while leaning on the wall, frowned and said coldly, "I will save you, of course there are conditions. If you annoy me again, just wait for death."

That is indeed neither a disease nor a poison, but a Gu.

Of course he knows better than anyone else.

These Gu poisons were tested on him one by one by Wushengdian back then.

There are many ways to torture people in the Hall of Vain Life, the methods are vicious and vicious, but they are also extremely effective.

After the second young master planned to destroy the Hall of Vain Life, he selected and refined some Gu poison techniques, compiled the old department and built the Wushui Terrace in Nanling, specially for him to do some shady torture and assassination in secret.

These few guys, perhaps accidentally offended Wushuitai, fled all the way to this remote town, all of them were unable to move forward, so they stayed here.He caught countless doctors and doctors for treatment, but there was no improvement, and there were many deaths and injuries until the half-crippled man came.

Zhong Zixi promised to save people for nothing but money.

Seeing him being pushed into Fourth Master Fang's house, Ze Que fidgeted and leaned against the wall waiting for fear that something would happen to him.After squatting for half an hour, a maid came out to look around and saw him trotting over: "Hey, is this Mr. Zeque?"

Ze Que nodded and said, "It's me."

"My master invites you in." The maid saluted him with a smile, Ze Que stood up with difficulty holding his chest, and the maid saw that he was injured, so she quickly helped him into the door.

Ze Que entered the garden and saw Zhong Zixi waiting for him in the courtyard unscathed, so he was relieved.

Zhong Zixi glanced at him, and immediately withdrew his gaze: "You are really outside."

"I'm afraid something will happen to you." Zeque said.

After he finished speaking, he himself smiled embarrassedly. He also knew that he was incapable of protecting anyone, but he still couldn't let go.

Zeque asked again: "Are you really going to save those people?"

Zhong Zixi said calmly: "I am short of money."

"I can help you find a way." Zeque said in a low voice, "Why make a deal with these wolves? They are under the control of others today, and they are just kind to you for a while. After they are cured, they will definitely come back to trouble you..."

Zhong Ion breathlessly said: "Let's talk about it if we can live until that day."

Ze Que lowered his head and rubbed the hilt of his sword thoughtfully, thinking that if he hadn't been careless and plotted, Yuan could easily say "I can protect you" at this time...

Zhong Zixi suddenly turned his head and said: "I can also cure your poison. That's why I called you in. It's just a variant of Gu poison. It's simpler than them, and it will be cured soon."

Ze Que was startled, looked up at him, and felt joy for no reason: "Thank you, thank you... I will definitely—"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not helping you." Zhong Ion took a deep breath to see his reaction, and his headache became more and more serious, "It's just that I have to trouble you with something. My hands and feet are not convenient, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back today, but——but In my house, someone is still waiting to eat."

Zeque nodded: "I will do my best to help you take care of your family, don't worry."

It's really not ordinary for Zhong Zixi to apply the title of "family" to Ye Jun.

Ze Que died of punishment at that time, and it was Lord Ye who personally imprisoned him.Now that Mr. Ye is dying in the deep mountains and isolated forests recuperating from his wounds, Ze Que's departure must be a shocking thunderstorm.

Zhong Zixi thought worriedly: I hope Ye Jun will not be scared to death directly as a wronged soul.