Chapter 43 Thank you to Mr. Liu of the Labor Class

"Who?" Lu Zhe roared, everyone was taken aback, and the soldiers around the injured man drew their blades one after another, and the bright sword light was dazzling.

"Who are you? Why do you want to stop the master from rescuing? It was the leading knight who spoke, with fair skin, a handsome face, and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed, and a killing aura rushed to his face.

"It's you again, just let the beast obstruct my way, and now it's blocking the master's rescue, isn't it intentional?" The knight who had just had some conflict with Lu Zhe also came out and scolded loudly.

"Oh? Did you just stop that little lang? The leading knight made a gesture, and in an instant, the people behind him surrounded Lu Zhe.

"Slow down, slow down, that strong man on the ground, don't you really care? I was about to be cured to death by that monk. "Look at these heavily armed men pulling out their blades to surround themselves, and they look like they are about to do it if they don't agree with each other. Lu Zhe hurriedly roared out.

"Take it!"

"Wait!"

Two low shouts sounded one after the other, saying that it was the leading Danfeng-eyed knight who took it, and it was the monk called Dingming.

Hearing Master Dingming's voice, Dan Fengyan made another gesture, and the soldiers who were almost touching Lu Zhe next to him took their hands back again.

"Xiao Tanyue said that the unified army was about to be killed by the poor monks?" Master Dingming turned his head to look at Lu Zhe with a serious expression.

"Presumably the master also knows how good the chances of survival are if you rescue them like this." Lu Zhe said to the monk with a smile.

"Master?" Danfeng looked at Dingming with a sad face.

"Presumably Fengyi also knows that such injuries of the unified army cannot be recovered by manpower."

"Hey, Fengyi knows, but can't even the master do anything?" Danfeng, who is called Fengyi, also has a sad face.

"The wound is too deep, the bones are visible deeply, the blood does not stop, it should be a new injury connecting with an old injury, the gold sore bursts, there is no cure, and the poor monk can only do his best."

"It's all to blame Fengyi, the unified army wants to hunt, I should have dissuaded him, who knew that we encountered a giant bear in the deep mountains, the horse was frightened, the unified army was thrown off the horse, although the giant bear was killed, but the unified army was also injured by the giant bear." Speaking of this, the guy with Danfeng's eyes spoke with a sad voice, his face was sad, this kind of wound, he knew at a glance after a long time of battle, that he was hopeless, but it was their army that was injured, so he asked people to quickly go back to Chenzhou to invite the Dingming elder of Tianjing Temple, and a few of them took the unified army to the city, who knows, even if it is the Dingming elder who is known as the first golden sore in Henan, he is helpless.

Damn, it's all to blame on that giant bear, I can't wait to slaughter all the bears in the world! Danfeng's young general thought hatefully.

Hot pot: "Meow meow? ”

Well, as we all know, pandas are also a type of cat.

Just when the white-faced young Danfeng named Fengyi was grief-stricken and eager to replace him. A Qingyue voice sounded.

"If you wait for this to happen again, this unified army is really going to die." Lu Zhe looked at the person on the ground who was bleeding nonstop, and the wound was gray, as if it was incense ash, and Lu Zhe was in a hurry.

"Xiao Tan Yue just stopped the poor monk from saving the unified army, and said that the unified army was about to be killed by the poor monk, could it be that Xiao Tan Yue has a way to save him?" Dingming used a golden needle to acupuncture Ju Khan's leg while continuing to paste incense ash on it.

"Can I be cured, I'm still talking about it, if you treat it like this, it must be more than lucky, yes or no? You also use incense ash, quickly, stop. Seeing the monk's hands keep smearing incense ash, Lu Zhe wanted to scold. Hey, feudal superstition kills people.

"Do you have a way to heal the army?" A soldier next to him grabbed Lu Zhe and said viciously.

"Yes." The soldier who pulled Lu Zhe was almost seventeen or eighteen, and his eyes were red.

"Xiao Langjun, it was our rudeness just now, please understand, Xiao Langjun really has a way to save me." Danfeng's eyes looked at the young man in front of him with red lips and white teeth, dressed in a new fur, even if he was surrounded, his face remained unchanged, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like the mountain boy he was talking about, and the young man was followed by a strange giant bear behind him.

At this moment, he also calmed down, "If Xiao Langjun can save the unified army, but there is an order, Fengyi has no words." The whole army of Zhangjiang Prefecture is grateful. ”

"If you don't feel grateful, let's save this commander first."

"Good!" Xue Fengyi is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, even Master Dingming can't see it well, saying that there are many bad lucks, and it is not an exaggeration to let this strange young man see it. So he raised his hand, let go of the encirclement, and let Lu Zhe pass, but he followed Lu Zhe closely, holding his hand on the hilt of the knife, thinking that if this young man had any ill intentions towards the unified army, he would kill the young man first, and then apologize for his crimes.

Seeing that the other party agreed, Lu Zhe stepped forward and looked carefully at the giant man on the ground, the giant man's face was as pale as paper at this moment, he had already fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss, and there was a deep wound on his thigh that could be seen to the bone, covered with gray incense ash, and there were many gold needles inserted next to him.

"Xiao Tanyue really has a cure?" Seeing Lu Zhe coming over, Master Dingming was also surprised.

"Of course, anyway, the master also thinks that this commander is more than lucky, why not let me try. Time is urgent, so I won't say much to the master. I'm going to get started. ”

"The poor monk will quietly watch Xiao Tanyue's wonderful hand to return to heaven, Amitabha!" Dingming bowed and stepped aside.

"And here I go?" Lu Zhe turned back to Dan Fengyan and said.

"Xiao Langjun, please."

"Well, spread it all out for me, the encirclement is so tight, I can't breathe well, and besides, I want a lot of wine, the stronger the better, if there is no strong wine, find me some wine first, find me needlework." Lu Zhe's series of reprimands stunned everyone. However, Lu Zhe himself was much happier, he was unhappy just now, he just wanted to treat this injury, the other party not only almost slashed him with a knife, but also used him as a thief to guard.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry, you really want this person to die."

"Be loyal, go." The other party's arrogant attitude made Xue Fengyi a little surprised, ordinary people will be afraid when they see themselves, in Chenzhou, knowing that they are the leader of the soldiers of Zhangjiang Mansion, they can still scold themselves without changing their faces, except for the madmen who are those high-ranking families, but looking at him, his expression is clear, and the answer is like a stream, he should not be a madman.

"I hope he is not messing around, otherwise even if he is a son of a family, even if I don't want my life, I will avenge the handsome." Seeing that the other party was waiting there after giving the order, with a natural attitude, Xue Fengyi held back his fire and quickly issued the order that Lu Zhe requested.

However, Xue Fengyi misunderstood, the soul in Lu Zhe's body came from the equal society thousands of years later, and Lu Zhe crossed over to live in a mountain gate like the family area of the Academy of Sciences, so he basically ignored the feudal dynasty's set of dignity and inferiority, but he didn't expect this set to be misunderstood by the other party.

Soon, Lu Zhe came to ask for everything. A few small jars of wine, and needlework.

Lu Zhe first asked people to put the needle and thread in the pot to boil, and then opened the wine jar, with a disappointed face, the alcohol content is still too low, and now it's too late, he must make a set of stills.

Lu Zhe scooped out the wine, washed his hands carefully, and then used a method of washing pork, with a large amount of wine, and began to clean the wounds of the big man.

Alcohol and Lu Zhe's unprofessional methods made the comatose giant feel pain and convulsed involuntarily. Zhang Hong's eyes were about to eat him around, but Lu Zhe ignored it and cleaned it vigorously.

After using two and a half jars of wine, Lu Zhe finished cleaning the wound, and the gray incense ash mixed with blood and wine flowed all over the ground, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But the bloodier is still behind, seeing that the wound of the big man has been washed white and turned out, Lu Zhe taught someone to bring the pot for boiling needles and threads, Lu Zhe carefully scooped up the needle and thread, and after wearing it, disinfected it again with wine.

"Thank you to Mr. Liu in my labor class, he taught me how to sew needles." In the horrified eyes of everyone, Lu Zhe pinched the needle and began to sew up the flesh and skin of the big man one by one.

"Vomit-" Seeing this scene, some people around him actually vomited out, even if it was a soldier, at this moment, seeing this young man smiling and sewing human flesh, the fear in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

This young man, is he so ruthless?

Xue Fengyi is also anxious, this young man is indeed a foolish family, and only if he doesn't treat people as people, he will sew people as clothes. Commander of the army, Fengyi has hurt you, Xue Fengyi was thinking about it, and he was about to draw his knife.

"Wait." One hand pressed Xue Fengyi's right hand that wanted to draw the knife, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Master Dingming, and Dingming's face at this moment was full of fanaticism.

"The commander of the Ru family is saved!"

"Master! But really. Xue Fengyi couldn't believe his ears.

"Of course, this is Hua Tuo's skill, which is said to be derived from the skill of the immortals." Dingming looked at the young man in front of him, with excitement and curiosity on his face.