Sunset, green willow villa outside the capital. Princess Ning'er led her men to carry the wounded big man back.

The door was opened by a man full of people.

"Princess, you're back." The family was very respectful to Ning'er, but Ning'er didn't respond and walked straight into the villa.

"Put him here." When she came to the hall, Ning'er said to the big men.

The wounded man was placed on a desk in the hall, and at this time, a man walked out of the inner hall, who had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, but he looked like a nobleman.

"Master." Seeing the man come out, except for Ning Er, everyone in the hall immediately knelt down to say goodbye.

"Hmm." The master nodded slightly, and motioned for his subordinates to get up.

"What's going on?" The master asked gently, seemingly silent, but revealing an inviolable majesty.

"Report to the master, we met Jinyiwei!" One of the big men was the first to reply.

"I didn't ask you." The master's meaning is obvious, he is asking Ning'er. He asked, walking over to the wounded man. looked at it, and then gently pinched his left hand, his eyes slightly closed, and he was checking the pulse. "Scrapped." It only took him a moment to know that conclusion.

"Liar, I'm going to kill him!" Listening to the master's words, Princess Ning'er said angrily, holding the sword in her hand and about to turn around.

"Stop, come back to me!" The master shouted, "Haven't you caused enough trouble?" ”

"Brother, I'm ......" Princess Ning'er stopped talking.

"The other party intended to save his life, but he didn't create it well, and it dragged on for too long, and his legs were wasted." The master said.

"By the way, brother, that person said that Quchi acupoint can be solved." Princess Ning'er prompted.

"Hmph, of course I know, but this Quchi acupoint can only save his life, but not his leg. I've already helped him out. I didn't expect that there are such powerful figures in the Ming Dynasty today, I'm afraid it will not be good for us in the future. The master said, sighed, paced back and forth a few steps, and said, "Do you know what is the name of the other party?" ”

"Qinglong, but as far as I know, Qinglong is just a code name." Ning Er responded.

"Qinglong, hmph, Jinyi Wei ......" the master muttered, sneered, and walked back to the back hall.

Ning'er returned to her room, the more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, she had never met any powerful characters in the days since she came to the Central Plains, and she had never suffered a loss, but she didn't expect to be played by Zhu Qing today, causing her subordinates to be injured and disabled, the more Ning'er thought about it, the more angry she became, and she picked up the sword and was about to go out.

"Where are you going?" Unexpectedly, her brother was already standing outside the door.

"Fifth Elder Brother, Bala's injury was caused by me, I must ask Qinglong for an explanation." It turned out that person was Ning'er's fifth elder brother Dorgon!

"That's right, in fact, Bala's injuries can still be saved, and only Qinglong himself can save it. But you know very well in your heart that you are no match for him. Dorgon said to Ning'er.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, I can't rob it openly, I can still defend against him by secretly attacking him, besides, he was also seriously injured today, maybe he has fallen at this time." Ning Er thought of the wound on Zhu Qing's body and said in a trance.

"Hmph, why do I think you don't want revenge?" Dolgon looked at Ning'er quietly, smiling rather than smiling.

"I'm ......" Before Princess Ning'er could continue, Dolgon had already raised his hand to stop it.

"Okay, I know what you mean, and I understand your feelings, but there are more important things waiting for us in front of us, and Barra's injury depends on his own creation." Dorgon said with a sigh.

"What's the matter?" Ning'er asked.

"Huang Ama has sent a letter asking me to return to the camp to discuss the breaking of the customs." Dorgon said, bowing slightly towards the northeast as a sign of respect for the leader. However, he quickly turned around, looked into the distance, and stopped speaking for a long time. Because, there are the ambitions and dreams of him and his Eight Banners.

After listening to Dolgon's words, Ning'er nodded and retreated into the room, closing the door, however, the lights were bright all night.

This night was sleepless for Ning Er, and even more so for Zhu Qing.

In addition to Hu Yanglin, Zhu Qing held down the bleeding wound and followed the escort officer all the way, he was worried that the enemy would catch up, and he didn't want to be a fugitive, he knew that this would not only affect the escort officer, but also lose the opportunity to correct his name.

He finally collapsed in front of a village on the outskirts of Beijing. As a Jinyiwei, he not only learned to hurt others, but also learned how to save himself, but Ning'er's sword is the same as hers, it seems simple, but it has a little evil spirit, such a knife edge is something that Zhu Qing has not dealt with, no matter how Zhu Qing uses Jinyiwei's various healing methods, he can't stop the bleeding. It can be seen that Ning'er is not so simple.

"Green Dragon! Green Dragon! Wake up, Qinglong! The young escort officer looked at the fainted Qinglong and shouted anxiously. The aftermath of the old escort officer has not been dealt with, but the green dragon in front of him has fallen again, which makes the young escort officer at a loss.

"Fa'er, go quickly, go and invite your ninth uncle to come." In a house, two old men helped the young escort officer carry Qinglong to the kang, and after that, an elderly man said, this should be his father, this should be his home, and the village with the stone tablet at the head of the village that reads "Zhangjia Village" should be the hometown of the young escort officer.

After listening to the old father's words, Zhang Fa had an epiphany, nodded, and hurriedly ran out of the door to find the ninth uncle that his father said.

It turns out that Uncle Nine is an old doctor in Zhangjia Village, and unlike ordinary old doctors, Uncle Nine specializes in treating incurable diseases, in the words of Zhangjia Village, Uncle Nine is the roadblock of the ghost gate!

Inside the house, two people lay on two beds, one was the old escort officer, who was supposedly dead; And the other is Zhu Qing, who is still alive logically. Zhang Fa's parents took care of them back and forth between the two beds, waiting for Uncle Nine to arrive.

After a while, Zhang Fa hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in, and Uncle Nine followed behind, but he was not as flustered as Zhang Fa.

"Uncle Jiu, you should hurry up, saving people is like fighting fire." Zhang Fa urged.

"Fazi, the king of Hades wants him to die on the third watch, how can he spare him until the fifth watch, each has a fixed number, and he can't be in a hurry." Uncle Nine said leisurely and followed Zhang Fa to the house.

"It's not that I'm slow, it's you who is slow, he died before he came to our Zhangjia Village. If you go one step faster, you may still be saved. Uncle Nine came to the old escort officer, looked at it, shook his head and said, turned to Zhu Qing. He only needed to glance at Zhu Qing, and then smiled slightly, "He can still be saved." But the injury was not light. ”

"Then ask Uncle Nine to save people first." Zhang Fa's father said.

Uncle Nine nodded and checked Zhu Qing's wounds.

"You should be full of people, hmph, not only the knife is delicate, but also the knife is poisonous, 'talk endlessly'." Uncle Nine tore apart Zhu Qing's clothes and said with a sneer, it seems that he has seen such an injury.

"'Can't talk'?" Zhang Fa's family asked suspiciously.

"That's right, 'talking endlessly' is a chronic poison, if the wound is encountered, it will slowly dissipate around the wound, prevent the blood from clotting, the patient will not stop bleeding, stop the blood from losing too much and die, because its toxicity can make the blood flow endlessly, just like chattering, so it gets its name. It can be said that it is not easy for this teenager to survive until now. After he was poisoned, because of the intense exercise, the blood flowed more rapidly...... "Uncle Nine kept chattering as he looked at the wound.

"Uncle Nine, don't patronize and tell us, you better treat him first." Zhang Fa saw that Uncle Nine was patronizing and said that there was no treatment, so he said anxiously.

"Yes, Uncle Nine, he is the lifesaver of my family." At this time, Zhang Fa's mother also urged.

"Haha, what are you in a hurry? Am I not curing him? Uncle Nine actually laughed.

"...... this?" Zhang Fa's family was even more puzzled.

"The most critical part of this explanation of the 'endless' poison is to open the wound and expose it to the air, and most people think that the wound and bleeding should be bandaged, but the subtlety of this 'endless' is here, the wound must be exposed in order to be treated, isn't this a bit interesting? It's like chattering, you can't finish it, he always feels panicked......" Uncle Nine talked and talked endlessly.

"I understand Uncle Nine, I think you are more powerful than 'talking endlessly'." Zhang Fa said with a smirk.

"Hahaha, Fazi hasn't walked outside in vain in the past few years, and he's getting better at talking." Uncle Nine said with a smile, after a while, he took out a bottle of medicine powder from the medicine box and gently sprinkled it on Zhu Qing's wound, and it didn't take long for Zhu Qing's learning to stop!

"Oh, Uncle Nine, you are really the roadblock of the ghost gate. What kind of miracle medicine is this? Zhang Fa asked in surprise.

"Oh, this is an ordinary hemostatic medicine that doesn't go out of style. Okay, it's time for me to go, he'll get some sleep and wake up tomorrow morning. Uncle Nine stood up with a smile, pulled up Zhu Qing's clothes, and stood up. He walked to the old escort officer and shook his head, his face suddenly froze, and Uncle Nine sighed, "Brother, it's a pity that I can't help you." Let's go. ”

With that, Uncle Nine walked out of Zhang Fa's house.

Zhang Fa's father discussed with the village chief overnight, and decided that after dawn, a few young men would follow Zhang Fa to clarify the situation and send the old escort officer back to his hometown.