The situation at the scene has calmed down for the time being, except for Shamal, who is still stubborn, everyone else has calmed down.

The sect leader let go of the hand that was supporting him, stepped forward and folded his hands, "Let's go back." ”

Those people, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do, gradually the first person left, and the second person left, until the last one left only the angry scolding of Shamal.

And the other elder who was with Shamal closed his eyes and raised his head, and it was all over, they lost.

Eventually, he and Shamar were taken into custody.

In the middle of the room, the sect leader was lying there, and Lin Fan was sitting next to him and giving the sect leader a pulse.

Bagu and the others waited around.

"Lin Fan, what's the situation?" Bagu asked.

"Well, it's not a big problem, you need to recuperate for a while, just find these medicinal materials." Lin Fan said.

"What kind of illness does the sect leader have?" Bagu asked. However, Bagu is also curious that the sect leader's health has always been very good, and his long-term cultivation is basically inviolable, but he didn't expect to get such a strange disease.

"It's not a disease, it's poisoning, this poison is colorless and tasteless, it takes a month for ordinary people to eat it, and the muscles will atrophy every day, and it will cause death after the worst." Lin Fan said.

Bagu and Salad were all shocked, they didn't expect it to be poisoning, then it was the poison of Shamal, and it was a month before the onset of the disease, they didn't know what this poison was, they generally knew all the poisons in India, but this poison was unheard of and unseen.

"Doctor Lin, you have come thousands of miles away, and it is really troublesome for you to treat me." The sect leader lay there and said gratefully.

Lin Fan smiled: "It's okay." Bagu is a good friend of mine, and he should help. ”

Bagu looked at Lin Fan from the side. His eyes were full of gratitude.

Smit's injury is no longer in serious condition, just a few more days of recuperation.

On the second day here. Bagu and the others collected all the medicinal materials, and Lin Fan also began to treat the sect leader, this disease is not a difficult disease for Lin Fan, as long as the medicine is boiled, it will be no big problem to eat, but if there is no prescription, it is indeed impossible to cure. With current medical technology, there is no way.

After three days in India, the sect leader's condition has recovered and he is able to move around on his own, and as for his own strength, he still needs a period of recovery from the incident. Smit was now in no serious condition, except for a few bruises on his chest.

On this day, Lin Fan is also going to say goodbye to Bagu and them, and it should be time to leave after three days here.

"Lin Fan, this kindness, we Brahmins will always remember, if there is anything in the future, we will do our best to help you." The Brahmin sect leader took many disciples to send Lin Fan to the plane.

"Everyone, take care." Lin Fan said.

And at this moment, in the prison of the Nepalese temple, Shamal's hands and feet are chained with black iron chains. Shamal's chains shook violently. But I couldn't exert any strength at all.

Shamal creaked the chains, calling the guards, "What, what." Be quiet for me. ”

The guards were also from the temple, and when the people above escorted the person over, they said that this person was dangerous. Do not approach.

But now it's all chained and you can still move.

The guards opened the cell door and walked in, "What a noise." Time to eat. ”

The guards held the food in a spoon and put it into Shamal's mouth. Shamar looked up, his eyes full of anger and hatred that frightened the guards a little uncomfortable.

"Smack......

"What kind of eyes are you? are all locked up here, and they want to make some tricks. The leather whip in the guard's hand was whipped violently on Shamal's body.

The guards looked at the person in front of them, and they didn't want to stay here for too long, so they quickly fed Shamar food.

Shamar ate one bite at a time, but his eyes were still staring at the guards. Like a demon in the abyss of hell.

"Click......"

"What are you doing?" The guards exclaimed.

Shamal swallowed the whole spoon and swallowed it down his throat.

"I'm hungry." Shamal said flatly.

"You...... The starving ghost was reincarnated, and he could even eat a spoon. The guards said incredulously.

Ordinary people can't swallow it if they eat it or swallow it, and if they really swallow it, it will be a dead end, but I didn't expect him to swallow the spoon in one bite and swallow it.

"I want to drink water." Shamal said.

The people above also explained that this person must not be allowed to die, so the guards still brought the food out of the coffin and walked in with a kettle.

"Gollum, Gollum."

Shamar drank the water violently, and the jug of water was drunk by Shamar in this way.

"Alright, now you'll give me a little more peace here." The guards walked out of the house with the pot, locked the door and left.

After waiting for the guards to leave, Shamal raised his head, his fierce gaze even more terrifying than before.

"Gollum......" Shamal's stomach was shaking.

Traces of water continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, and a quick and hard object moved up Shamal's throat.

Shamal spat out the spoon he had just swallowed and bit it into his mouth.

"Hmph, if you want to lock up Lao Tzu forever, it's just a fool's dream, I want you to die, and regret everything you did today." Shamar thought viciously.

"When ......"

"Cao Nima, pit daddy." The spoon actually fell to the ground.

Shamar was completely demented, he didn't expect that when he was about to escape, his main tool would fall to the ground.

After a moment of silence, it was as if Shamal had made a big decision.

"Ah......h

I saw Shamal's left hand, and the blood was swollen. The left arm was swinging like a wave.

"Click......"

Shamar's face turned pale, and drops of blood flowed down his left wrist.

Shamal had broken his hand in order to escape, and half of his body was out of control.

"Heh......" As soon as Shamar exerted his strength, the iron chain that was firmly attached to the wall collapsed. A loud voice immediately drew the guards over.

"I want to die, don't I." The guards came over angrily.

"Flutter ......"

But as soon as he arrived in front of the cell, a chain pierced his body.

Before dying, the guards turned their heads slightly, and saw Shamal's left arm, which had no palm, "How is this possible?" ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Shamal's mouth, like an abyss demon, "No one can stop me. ”

And at this moment, Lin Fan's side, the plane had already flown into the sky. Franco had a question he hadn't asked.

"Dad, why did you suddenly have claws." Franco couldn't figure it out if he wanted to break his head. An ordinary father would have such an ability. (To be continued......)

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