Liu Dongyan clearly saw that Yang Xianmao suffered the fatal blow, she wanted to help, but at this time she didn't even have the strength of one of his fingers, she could only watch Yang Xianmao, she didn't expect Yang Xianmao to kill a strong enemy, and the other fell down the attic and life and death are unknown, and the other one seemed to have been trapped by the plague, and suddenly felt relieved, at least these enemies did not take advantage, now when I heard the young master say this, my heart was suddenly sour, and I felt a little sweet, if I can really die with the young master, and walk together in the underworld, what a desirable and happy thing。

So Liu Dongyan hummed with all his might, and replaced it with a sad smile.

Yang Xianmao slowly fed her the bowl of medicine and took it.

When the last bit of medicine poured into Liu Dongyan's stomach, then there was a heavy sound of stepping on the floor downstairs, and soon, the door was kicked open, and it was the man with a copper hammer who appeared at the door panting, his head was full of blood, and a left-handed hammer was weirdly flipped, obviously this fall was too high, and he actually hit his head and broke a left arm, but he was able to save a life is already good, but the wound on his forehead is a little deep, and the blood covers half of his face, bypassing his eyebrows, and even looking at his eyes, he can only touch it with his hands from time to time, making his face full of blood。

The man who made the copper hammer gritted his teeth and pointed at Yang Xianmao and said: "You kid, you are really vicious, you actually use blood as a weapon, you really have you, Lao Tzu didn't have time to react for a while, he actually fell into your way and injured his hand, this revenge must be recovered." ”

So saying, he said to the old man with the double-plate axe, "What are you waiting for? ”

The plate axe didn't speak, but Yang Xianmao smiled, and he said: "Do you know why he didn't come in and attack me? Why didn't he speak? The reason is very simple, his foot stepped on the blood I spit out just now, as for you, I'm sorry, I just spurted out a little more blood, and the ground is everywhere, and you just stepped on the pool of blood I just squirted, and there are more than him." ”

Indeed, Yang Xianmao's blood just now did not spray to the seat at the door, that place was the place where the dead woman attacked, and the puddle of blood on the ground was Yang Xianmao's forced piercing of the woman's chest, and the blood that flowed out was of course mixed with the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but it was mainly the woman's, and when the copper hammer rushed up to the attic, he didn't pay attention to the blood under his feet in the dark, and he might have been infected with the plague, so he just stepped on the pool of blood, and when he heard Yang Xianmao's words, his heart suddenly became cold, and he didn't know what to do when he stood there。

People are so strange, when you don't really face death, you may face death, and you are completely in the threat of death, and life may really be lost, you will feel that death is so hideous.

This is how the old man feels now.

When Yang Xianmao saw their frightened looks, he knew that his words had reached their hearts, so he sat there slowly, holding Liu Dongyan's soft hand with one hand, and lifting the medicine jar on the table next to him with the other.

He felt very heavy, in the past he could easily carry the big iron jar filled with water and pure iron to and fro like the wind, but now, he wanted to lift the medicine jar in his hand was a thousand pounds, he knew that his injuries were too serious, he would definitely not survive, he didn't want to have such two nasty people by his side before he died, so he thought of an idea.

He took the medicine jar and slowly glanced at the two of them in mid-air, and said, "See?" This is the medicine jar of decoction, I am feeding medicine to my girl, she has the plague, of course I am also infected, but you come to kill me, you should know me somewhat, I am a Langzhong, a Langzhong who still has some ability, my treatment should be rumored in Yinzhou, so, what I want to tell you is that in fact, before you came, I was trying to find a way to cure this plague, and I am close to success, it was you who interrupted me, and now you are also infected with the plague, because you stepped on my blood。 I have a proposal, you go first, give me a day, you can't die, you come after a day, if I die, prove that I failed, I didn't find a cure, if I am still alive, I promise to help you cure the plague, and then you go, we don't owe each other, although the shopkeeper gave you enough money to make you happy, but the reason is very simple, if you don't die. No amount of money is of any use. ”

After a pause, Yang Xianmao continued: "Now, I am your only hope for survival, in fact, I have found some very useful methods, I am testing you are here, if you don't believe me, then come in and kill me, you know that I have no power to fight back, if that's the case, I will go one step ahead of you, and you will come to hell to meet us in two days, believe it or not, it's up to you to decide." ”

Speaking of this, Yang Xianmao hugged Liu Dongyan on the soft couch in his arms, and did not look at them, but looked up at Liu Dongyan with his eyes, and looked out of the window together. A bright moon hung on the window, like a hanging lamp.

The old man with the plate axe and the strong man with the copper hammer stayed for a long time before they glanced at each other, and they both saw a meaning in each other's eyes, that is, they would rather believe in what they have than what they don't have.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Okay, we believe you once, we heard that the shopkeeper did say that you are a Langzhong, and we have also heard that you have shown many people feng shui to treat diseases in Yinzhou, which is very good, so we believe that you may really have this ability, then we will wait for you to find this prescription, and we will come up to see you again at this time tomorrow, I hope you will not let us down." But don't plan to break through, you are seriously injured and may die at any time, you are not wrong about this, and we will wait for you downstairs, as long as you dare to run, I believe that you can't outrun my board axe, don't say that you are seriously injured now, even if you are not injured, you are not my opponent, you know this very well, not to mention that there are both of us here, you have no chance at all. Your only chance is to find a cure for this plague, and I hope you do. ”

The old man with the plate axe rose up, his body seemed to have no support, and he fell down lightly, Yang Xianmao knew that his light skill method should be when he fell near the second floor, he would stretch out the flying rope to slow down the speed of the body's decline, and then calmly fall to the ground, this method Yang Xianmao will also, but it is far less light than him, just from this point of view, the other party's martial arts are indeed much higher than his own.

The strong man with the copper hammer stared at Yang Xianmao and said, "Give me back the copper hammer!"

Yang Xianmao smiled, revealing his blood-soaked teeth: "Do you think I still have the strength to lift this now?" If you want, take it yourself." ”

The strong man saw that his copper hammer fell near Yang Xianmao, and there was blood spilled by Yang Xianmao on the ground and on the copper hammer, if it was before stepping on Yang Xianmao's blood, he wouldn't want it, but now he didn't care anymore, there were more lice, so he walked over, slowly lifted his copper hammer from the ground, and glanced at Yang Xianmao beside him.

Yang Xianmao didn't look at him, nor did he take any precautions, in fact, now Yang Xianmao even had to struggle to lift a medicine jar, where did he still have the strength to duel with them. All his energy dissipated after killing the woman just now, and at this time he became a lamb to the slaughter, of course, this lamb was pretended to have a pair of sharp teeth, which was a prescription for the plague, although he knew that this sharp tooth was actually fake, but Yang Xianmao took it seriously, so that the copper hammer did not dare to use any means against him.

The strong man stepped back to the door with a copper hammer and said, "If you can really find this prescription to cure us tomorrow, I promise you, we don't care about this matter, at least I don't care, let you live." After all, life is more important than money, I hope you think about it. ”

After that, he turned around and went downstairs, the reason why this strong man with a copper hammer added such a sentence was because he wanted Yang Xianmao to have more motivation, if they didn't say so, let Yang Xianmao feel that even if he saved them, he would not escape death, then Yang Xianmao would not study and ponder this prescription with his heart, or use his hands and feet in it, and they would be the ones who suffered.

The old man didn't say this just now, and the strong man with the copper hammer felt the need to say it, and sure enough, after he said it, he saw that although Yang Xianmao's face was still very indifferent, at least there was a flash of hope in his eyes, and he was very proud and proud of his last bargaining chip.

But he didn't see it, after he walked down, the light of hope in Yang Xianmao's eyes was extinguished in an instant, it was just Yang Xianmao deliberately used it to confuse the other party, he actually used up the prescription that could be used in his mind a long time ago, and now this prescription is the last one, but from the perspective of the medicinal effect, there is no effect, the only benefit is that it can make Liu Dongyan feel slightly better, his stomach is not so painful, and vomiting is not so uncomfortable, but vomiting and diarrhea do not get any better, which is fatal.

Yang Xianmao just wanted them to leave, so that he and Liu Dongyan could die calmly.

After they left, Yang Xianmao sighed, looked down at Liu Dongyan, Liu Dongyan also saw his lips move, Yang Xianmao put his ear to her mouth, and listened to her say, "I'm so happy, young master." ”

Yang Xianmao knew that this poor little girl was because he could hold her and let her die in his arms, so he tried to smile, although his teeth were bloody, he gently stroked her emaciated cheeks with his hand, and didn't say anything, it was superfluous to say anything at this time.

Yang Xianmao didn't heal for himself, he knew that his injuries were very serious, this copper hammer might have caused his internal organs to rupture, otherwise there would not be so much blood, if he said that he took first aid measures at this time, he might be able to save a life, but now he has no interest in this, he is sure that he is infected with the plague, a person who will die, why bother to save another injury that may lead to his own death.

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