Mingwen returned to the Winter Group, no matter how he threatened those staff, Zhang Dong just didn't show up, it seems that he must have run away. went to the Liu Group again, and Liu Zhiyang's father and son were not in the company, there was no direct evidence in the text, and it was not easy to embarrass the rest of the company.

Because she was very worried about Ji Xueling, but she couldn't find those Dongying people, she had to use the technique of prediction to calculate, judging from the calculation results, Ji Xueling was not in danger for the time being, and decided to go to Ma'anshan to wait first.

Ma'anshan is a local scenic spot, usually there are more tourists, especially on the peak of the north and south ends, it is very dangerous, and the relative height of the foot of the mountain is about 200 meters, there is a narrow plank road around the cliff on both sides to the peak. The southern summit is slightly wider, about 200 meters square, the northern peak is narrower, only 100 meters square, and the saddle in the middle is an open-air barbecue place.

There is no need for tickets here, so there are usually more tourists, but these rainy days are continuous, and there are many tourists. Mingwen went up the mountain from the south, only saw a few old men who took pictures, and learned from the conversation between several old men that they were members of the Municipal Association of Poetry and Calligraphy for the Elderly, and they were collecting wind here.

Mingwen had something on his mind, so he bypassed them and walked to the top of the mountain.

As soon as he walked to the bend of the plank road in front, he heard a panicked noise from the old men behind, as if something had happened. Then he turned around and dodged to the old men, who had suddenly suffered a stroke and fell to the ground.

As soon as Ming Wen looked at it, he knew that this old man was already in danger, and it was too late to call an ambulance. Seeing the patient right in front of him, everything else was immediately forgotten, and now only the patient's life comes first. Then he said to the old men: "Don't worry, everyone, I'm a doctor, let me save him!"

The old man was a little relieved when he heard the handsome and handsome young man in front of him say that he was a doctor.

I saw Mingwen lay down the old man on the plank road, and hung his palm on the old man's forehead, and the fire dragon Neidan true qi overflowed from the palm, and the palm slowly moved from the forehead to the chest, opening up the old man's qi and blood and heart veins. Then, he unbuttoned the old man's shirt, took out the silver needles, and took out twelve silver needles of different lengths. With a wave of his hand, twelve silver needles were inserted into the old man's forehead and chest. This is the "Tiangang Twelve Needles", and this set of needles varies depending on the position of the needle due to the person's illness.

Immediately after, Mingwen's palm stretched forward, and the true qi of the Fire Dragon Neidan overflowed from the palm of his hand, diffusing between the needles of the twelve silver needles, flashing with a faint red light.

After about half an hour, Mingwen retracted his strength, and with a wave of his hand, he took the silver needle inserted in the old man's body into his hand. And he fastened his coat for the old man, and lifted him up.

The old man said, "Young man, little divine doctor, thank you, I feel better than before. ”

The other old men all witnessed the miraculous medical skills of Mingwen throughout the whole process, and they all stood up and were amazed.

The old man who was rescued said to Mingwen with great gratitude: "Little Divine Doctor, you saved me, I want to thank you, please leave your phone number, I will come to you as soon as I go home." ”

Mingwen smiled and said, "Uncle, it's a trivial matter, why worry about it." I was just passing by and doing what a doctor should do. Whoever encounters it will also lend a hand. With that, he was leaving.

The old man pulled the corner of Mingwen's clothes and said, "Little Divine Doctor, if you don't leave your phone number, I won't let you go." ”

Mingwen knew that if he didn't leave his phone number, the old man would definitely not let him go, so he gave his phone number to the old man.

The old man still didn't let go of Mingwen, afraid that Mingwen didn't give him his real phone number, so he dialed the phone number Mingwen said with his mobile phone, and when he heard Mingwen's mobile phone ring, he knew that he hadn't lied to him.

Mingwen said goodbye to those old men and headed for the mountain. When I came to the top of the mountain, I saw that the top was very smooth, and a lot of flowers and plants were planted in winter. On the edge of the southernmost cliff is a pavilion called "Rakuyama Pavilion".

At this time, there was no one else on the top of the mountain except Mingwen, and it was estimated that those old men would not come to the top of the mountain again. The wind was strong at the top of the mountain, and there was a drizzle in the wind.

Mingwen used internal force to dry the benches in the pavilion that had become wet due to the rain, and sat in the pavilion and looked at the mountain to the north, and there was also a pavilion on the cliff side of the mountain to the north. In the pavilion sat a couple kissing. So, Ji Xueling's incomparably delicate face appeared in front of her again, and she said to herself unconsciously: "Sister Ling, I secretly swore last time in Shennongding that if anyone is unfavorable to you again, I will never let him go, those Dongying people dare to use you to blackmail me, tonight is their end."

In order to be able to fight with the Dongying people with all his strength at night, Mingwen concentrated his breath and began to run his true qi for Sunday, recuperating his energy, and waiting for a duel with the Dongying people at night.

At this time, Ji Xueling was taken by Dongying people to the basement of a villa in the suburbs of Zhang Dacang, and was guarded by Yamamoto Twelve's two junior disciples.

Zhang Dacang, Li Mingyan, Liu Zhiyang and his son are all here, and Zhang Dong also came here after leaving the Winter Group Building.

These people and Abe Fengsan and a group of Toei devils are discussing how to deal with Mingwen at night.

Li Mingyan and Liu Zhiyang, father and son, and Zhang Dong didn't dare to go to Ma'anshan at all, because they all knew how powerful Mingwen was, and they were afraid that if the Dongying people couldn't beat Mingwen, they wouldn't have time to escape.

Zhang Dacang's cultivation has reached the realm of infinity, and there are not many people in this world who can be his opponent, so he wants to watch the battle. However, with his identity, he will not be directly present at the scene.

Abe Kazezo decided to place the battlefield on the southern peak, and Zhang Dacang will also watch the battle from the northern peak, which is a thousand meters away.

Liu Mingchong said to Abe Fengsan: "Mr. Abe, now that Ji Xueling is here, can you let me go and see him?"

Of course, Abe Fengsan knew what Liu Mingchong meant, so he pretended not to understand and said, "Liu Shao, of course you can go and see Ji Xueling, and we will all go with you." ”

Seeing Abe's wind and three mountains say this, Liu Mingchong didn't want to say anything, so he walked to the basement with everyone.

Abe Sansan's two disciples who guarded Ji Xueling, seeing that Ji Xueling looked like a flower, beautiful and charming, and had a fresh and refined temperament, they unconsciously moved their crooked thoughts. Evil thoughts suddenly arose, and the two discussed, when the master of the stream and the others were on it, they attacked Ji Xueling, and the two hit it off, walked into the room, and looked at Ji Xueling with a lewd smile on their faces.

Ji Xueling saw two Dongying people walking into the room, and their faces were full of lewd smiles, and their eyes were full of lewdness. Knowing that the two of them had bad intentions, he shouted coldly: "What do you want to do? If you dare to touch a finger of me, Brother Wen will definitely not spare you!"