Say it quickly, whatever you want, I will meet you" 'Ghost Face General' auspicious said,

'I don't like money, I don't like beauty,' the monk Amitabha looked at Miss Loulan and said,

"And what do you like?" Miss Loulan asked,

"Me? Only the rare fruits of the world and the delicacies of the world," said the monk Amitabha,

'I have Dunhuang treasure fruit nine color fruit here, it is a kind of fruit on the nine fruit tree, only nine fruits in nine years, there are nine colors on the fruit, eat a bite of a taste, eat can prolong life and strengthen the body, cure all kinds of diseases, rejuvenation, forever young'' ghost face general auspicious said,

'Nine colored fruits, good things! I've only heard of it, I've never seen it, and I've never eaten it, so give it to me' monk Amitabha Buddha said in surprise,

'Ghost Face General' Jixiang took out the Dunhuang Treasure Fruit Seven Colors Fruit from his arms, held it in his hand, and held it up in front of the monk Amitabha for the monk Amitabha Buddha to see. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The monk Amitabha Buddha looked at the Dunhuang treasure fruit seven-color fruit in the auspicious hand of the 'ghost-faced general' in surprise, and was stunned, I have seen rare and exotic fruits, no less than 10 million kinds, but I have never seen such a peculiar fruit, shape and color, it is different, a peculiar fragrance wafts from afar, making people intoxicated and infatuated, strange fruit! Strange fruit!

'Quick! Tell me what to do, this seven-colored fruit will be given to you'' The ghost-faced general looked at the monk Amitabha Buddha in a daze and said,

The monk Amitabha Buddha suddenly sobered up, smiled embarrassedly and whispered to the auspicious ear of the 'Ghost Face General': 'Only in this way, go to the Oriental Pharmacist to dispense medicine' After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Dunhuang Treasure Fruit Seven Colors Fruit in the hand of the 'Ghost Face General' Jixiang, and hurriedly took a bite, and a stream of sweetness went straight into the heart and lungs, as if the whole body had been cleaned, and the whole body was very comfortable,

The seven-colored fruit is like a raging colorful flame, but there are obvious seven colors in the flame, sparkling, from a distance, it looks like a strange bald head, and it is also like the face of the characters in the opera, which is beautiful and strange. It turns out that the skin of the seven-colored fruit should be seven-colored, but the tender green leaves grow on the seven-colored skin, so it grows into this strange appearance. Gently cut the seven-colored fruit with a knife, "Wow! A super surprise for you.

The skin of the seven-colored fruit is strange, and then look at it: the snow-white flesh is inlaid with seven-colored gems with sesame seeds, which are the seeds of the seven-colored fruit. The whole seven-colored fruit is beautiful and strange, no wonder they love to use its skin to make a "bowl", use its pulp and cook together with various dishes, the seven-colored fruit is really worthy of its name! The bright seven-colored fruit is a fiery heart, everyone's heart is fiery, but the inside is different, the good person's heart has little or no black spots, and the bad person's heart has black spots all over the heart, but no matter what, people's hearts are hot and will be touched.

'Ahh It's really a fairy fruit in the world,' the monk Amitabha Buddha took a bite and shouted comfortably.

'Ghost Face General' auspicious in just ten days, temperament changed greatly, killed many celebrities, Jianghu people called "ghost face killer", famous, heroes in the green forest, ** on the hero, I don't know how many, famous masters, died under his knife, as long as he killed people, no one ever escaped.

The moon was obscured by dark clouds, and a young man walked alone on a dark path, followed by a person, black clothes, black hat, black pants, black shoes, black gloves, lowered his head, slowly raised his head, gloomy eyes, like a wolf, the man didn't know that he was dying, the wolf-like killer, muscular, bald, staring at the man viciously, and there was a smell of blood floating from time to time.

With a strong smell of blood, I saw a female ghost covered in blood and a hideous face floated in front of me at once, without saying a word, she reached out to my neck and pinched it, this feeling was very uncomfortable, it was obviously a ghost without a substance, but my neck was like being wrapped in a ball of ice, gradually, my consciousness began to weaken, is it all a trap set by this female ghost...

After the flying girl knew what Zhang Jixiang had done, she was sad and uncomfortable, she couldn't get out, and sent Yahuan several times to persuade Zhang Jixiang not to kill anymore, Zhang Jixiang also agreed, Zhang Jixiang didn't want to kill more and more, and hesitated when she killed someone, but when she thought of the flying girl's illness, the flying girl's body was tortured by the disease, and she was weak day by day, and even died of illness, so she went to kill people again and again.

He was dressed in a plain black robe, which was a little dazzling, which could also contrast a trace of blackness on Hao's expressionless face. Looking closely at his cold and ruthless face, it is not difficult to see that he is so resolute and strong. With a broad nose, thick lips, and eyes that are not small, they are deliberately squinted, clearly revealing a cold murderous aura. This murderous aura made the fine sweat between his eyebrows and the steel softness displayed by his dark and thick hair seem very out of place.

The cold and glittering Soul Breaking Knife in his hand was enough to make everyone's hair stand on end, and they didn't dare to think anything wrong about him. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the evening breeze blew slowly. The familiar bloody scene, suddenly, a chill hit the pores, it turned out that the killers were as bloodthirsty as vampires. The hand became cold, and it was more powerful than it had ever been?????

"Flutter ......" A miserable little white hand pierced through the membrane and suddenly poked out, like a sharp knife, in vain grasping the hot and humid air in mid-air.

The other little hand violently broke open the slimy membrane, and the slippery little head struggled to squeeze out of it, and the wet hair was stuck with a suspicious clump of mucus. The eyeballs rolled slowly under the closed eyes, and the eyelashes blinked hard, but they still didn't have the strength to open them.

"Smack-" The little boy fell from the membrane upside down, like a cicada emerging from a cocoon, weak and weak.

The moonlight shone through the dark clouds and shone on the dimly lit room, and the ceiling of the room was covered with oval vesicles like cicada chrysalis. In the translucent film, you can faintly see the human figure inside, young or young, male and female, with arms around the knees, and the head buried in the knees curled up in a ball. As they breathed and their hearts beat, the membrane trembled and surged slightly, full of eerie beauty like all new life waiting to break out of the cocoon.

The little boy tilted his wet head, raised his hand to wipe the mucus from his face, and with great effort opened his eyes, staring at the dim room in a daze, and finally remembered something, and a stiff smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Almost at the same time, he began to shake his hands and feet, staggering out, but his whole body was very uncoordinated, and he took several steps with his hands and feet, and almost fell. It was only after he walked out of the house that his pace finally stabilized. With a cheerful expression on his face, he waved his arms vigorously, quickened his pace faster and faster, and finally ran up.

The moonlight shone on his little wet shadow, and at last, the little boy turned back and smiled weirdly and disappeared into the night.

Feitian covered his mouth, hiding in the shadow of the moon, trembling with fright, and forced the screams of terror in his throat.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind him, Feitian turned his head suddenly, a black line flashed, and a sharp pain came from his forehead, Feitian's knees weakened, and he fell down heavily.

There is a miracle doctor in Dunhuang, who came to Dunhuang from the place where the sun rises, is good at home remedies to cure diseases, proficient in pharmacology, folk materia medica, ginseng, rehmannia root, yam, Suoyang, Cistanche, etc., compiles Dunhuang folk health care home remedies, people call him Oriental pharmacist, Oriental pharmacist collects, sorts out, compiles a lot of Dunhuang medical books in Dunhuang folk. The Oriental Pharmacist is testing his two young apprentices, Zhang Zhongjing and Hua Tuo,

"You all remember better, pay attention: Dunhuang folk materia medica, the use of medical science, acupuncture, prescription and other methods, medicine for common medicine. In particular, it is necessary to remember that ginseng invigorates qi, rhubarb conducts catharsis, rehmannia nourishes blood, aconite warms yang, oxknee passes through menstruation and invigorates blood, and yam is a general medicine, which can regulate pharmacology. Before and after taking the medicine, the patient must do it, either sit or stand, face the Buddha statue, devotionally to the Buddha, fold the hands together, relax the whole body, and chant words in the mouth, Buddha bless, Buddha bless, my illness is fast and well, all diseases can be cured, go to all kinds of stubborn diseases," said the Oriental pharmacist.

Dunhuang Divine Doctor Oriental Pharmacist, carefully diagnose the pulse, prescribe medicine, grasp medicine, cured many people's diseases, collected little money, and was deeply loved by people. Famous far and wide, it's easy to find.

Zhang Jixiang went to the Dunhuang pharmacy and found the Oriental pharmacist, the Oriental pharmacist was diagnosing the pulse, the apprentice Ling Husi was pounding the medicine, Zhang Jixiang stepped forward to show the prescription to the Oriental pharmacist.

"This prescription does not cure the disease, this is a lie, you see the second medicine in it, there is no one in the world, and I don't have it here" The Oriental pharmacist took the prescription and said,

"What can I do?" asked Zhang Jixiang.

"I can't help it," said the Oriental pharmacist,

Oriental pharmacists can't help it, what can I do, where to find medicine that is not available in the world, what can I do?