The dead doctor took action, in order not to be discovered by the countless Shu soldiers around, he could only be separated from the stove by a certain distance, and then put it into the stove pot through internal force in the air.

To poison an army of 20,000, the dead doctor had to travel at least about 300 stoves. No matter how strong the internal strength of the dead doctor is, he can't withstand such a big consumption.

After three days of consumption, the dead doctors were already a little overwhelmed. I'm afraid that if I don't have ten days and half a month to recuperate this time, I won't be able to recover at all.

As for the death doctor lurking in the camp of the 100,000 Shu army, no one can understand the risks except himself.

"When this battle is over, let's have a drink!" Wen Zeyu took a breath, looked at the sky and white clouds outside the council hall, and then stared at the dead doctor in a blink of an eye.

"Hmm." The dead doctor nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Subsequently, Xu Muchuan said hello to Wen Zeyu, and left the conference hall with Wen Ruo.

In the council hall, many generals were still immersed in the shocking news brought by the dead doctor just now. The 20,000-strong army suddenly died violently at the beginning of the battle, and Liang Yongfeng certainly couldn't forcibly attack the city, so he could only grit his teeth and retreat.

The atmosphere of shock was still spreading in the conference hall, and at this moment, Xu Muchuan and the dead doctor had already arrived in a hidden room.

"Ahem......" The moment the dead doctor stepped into the room, his body trembled suddenly, and then he coughed and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

"What's wrong?" When Xu Muchuan heard this, he immediately turned his eyes and saw the appearance of the dead doctor who was paralyzed and tired and vomiting blood.

Hearing this, he immediately closed the door of the room, hurriedly walked to the dead doctor, and said with his fists clenched: "My lord, what's the matter with you?" ”

Although Wen Ruofei was one of the lieutenants of the Fengcai Army in the capital, he did not dare to call himself a general in front of the dead doctor of the Night Weeping Army.

"This morning, someone found a trace and slapped the other party hard." The dead doctor coughed again and spit out two mouthfuls of blood: "I ran all the way back just now, and the injury was a little worse." ”

The dead doctor spent three days to consume internal strength to poison, and he couldn't stop the master in the Shu army camp who sensed something was wrong. If it weren't for the death doctor's appearance and extremely high body skills, he would definitely not be able to escape.

"This ...... Can you self-medicate? If it doesn't work, the official will send someone to find a few green forest doctors overnight. Xu Muchuan looked at the condition of the dead doctor and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, you can't die. If this little injury had cost me my life, I would have died more than ten years ago. The dead doctor pursed his lips, and a fierce look flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Alright! Your Excellency looked at it yourself. Xu Muchuan carried it with one hand and didn't say much.

After all, in the whole world, there are probably no people who can compare their medical skills with dead doctors. At least in the eyes of Xu Muchuan, Wen Ruofei and others, no.

The dead doctor was not polite, and directly glanced at Xu Muchuan coldly, and asked Xu Muchuan to leave here with Wen Ruofei. After Xu Muchuan left, the dead doctor closed the door of the room and began to treat his own injuries.........

Stepping on the various street entrances of Yuxiao Pass, looking at the busy Beiyuan soldiers, Xu Muchuan's sense of oppression in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he always felt that there was a boulder pressing on his chest.

"Master Xu, the task of the fourth child should be completed! If he could, the little monk would take him back to Beijing. Turning his head, Xu Muchuan saw the monk Wuming coming over with a pair of ruddy feet.

"Master." Xu Muchuan respected the monk very much, and said with a slight arch.

"Master Xu, the fourth brother made a move this time, and there were countless causes and effects on his body. I'm afraid this year, it will be difficult for him to get through it. The monk clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his deep eyes stared at the sky slightly, and sighed softly.

"What?" Xu Muchuan opened his eyes suddenly, paused and asked, "Master, what do you mean?" ”

Wen Ruofei followed Xu Muchuan's side, and naturally heard the words of the enlightened monk just now, and he was also stunned and showed a look of surprise.

"The Buddha said: Everything in the world has cause and effect. When the fourth came back this time, the little monk saw that his body was full of blood-red filth, and he was afraid that he would ......" The enlightened monk shook his head lightly, squinted his eyes seriously, and said: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

"Is there a solution?" Xu Muchuan was stunned for a moment, slightly lost his sense of proportion, grabbed the arm of the enlightened monk tightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Regarding the statement of the enlightened monk, Xu Muchuan has no reason to doubt it.

If it is said that the cause and effect are tainted because of the death doctor's action, then it stands to reason that it is his Xu Muchuan's fault, after all, it was Xu Muchuan who pleaded with the Beiyuan Emperor to let the death doctor take action.

If the death doctor is really like what the enlightened monk said, then Xu Muchuan's heart will definitely leave an indelible scar.

The enlightened monk seemed to see what he was thinking from Xu Muchuan's eyes, and after the enlightened monk murmured "Amitabha", he folded his hands and said: "Master Xu doesn't have to blame himself, even if this incident does not happen, the cause and effect of the fourth child in the past years will naturally appear." All this has long been predestined. ”

"Master, is what you said true?" Xu Muchuan sank into his heart and asked.

"The little monk never speaks." The enlightened monk bowed to Xu Muchuan slightly and said solemnly.

For some reason, Wen Ruofei, who was on the side, listened to the words of the enlightened monk, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly. Especially when Wen Ruofei thought about the previous enlightenment monk, holding a chicken leg in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

"Master Lao has sent him back to the capital safely." Xu Muchuan directly raised three black lines on his forehead, and secretly suppressed the disdain in his heart. Then, solemnly and earnestly.

The enlightened monk smiled slightly, and held a pair of red and warm soles in the ice and snow: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, Xu Shizhu, the little monk will take care of the fourth child, Xu Shizhu, please rest assured." ”

"The reincarnation of cause and effect, the destiny of heaven. It's hard to disobey, it's hard to disobey ......"

As he walked, the monk raised his head and muttered softly. It seems to be sighing at the sky, as if he is talking to Xu Muchuan.

Looking at the back of the enlightened monk gradually dissipating, Xu Muchuan couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and touch the cold void, muttering in thought: "Cause and effect?" Where is my cause? Where is my fruit? ”

In the air, there was a thick smell of blood, as if the lonely soul outside the city wall was wailing and screaming in the void.

In the snow, there were blood lines flowing one after another, and then slowly melting the surrounding snow into a pool of blood.

"Even if I bear the cause and effect, I don't care anymore. If you are born, you will be born; If you die, let it be! Looking up at the stars that shimmered slightly in the dark night, Xu Muchuan seemed to melt into the darkness and fell into deep contemplation.........