Shenzhou Island, Dragon City, Jijia Medical Center.

"Why haven't you come back yet?" Ji Zixun muttered while pounding the medicine, "Will there be any ......accidents?"

"Little junior sister Jiren has her own natural appearance." Yuda comforted. I wonder if this sister is an NPC or a player? If the little junior sister never returns, the master's mastery can only be taught to him...... He lowered his eyes and wondered.

Selfishness is human nature, and competition in reality is extremely cruel, not to mention the virtual world, where it is normal for players to compete for resources with each other. And NPCs are just a piece of virtual data, and killing an NPC is no moral burden for a veteran player like him.

*

On the third day, when Nangong Langchen was acupuncture, Yanzhu didn't know if he had learned the lesson of running errands two days ago, or if he really had something, so he didn't stay in the room to watch, and casually called an NPC maid to give March a hand.

March is waiting for just such an opportunity. Finding a reason to send the maid away, she locked the door, and made sure that there was no one around, so she pierced the silver needle into the Baihui acupoint in the middle of Nangong Langchen's head.

Langchen snorted in pain and opened his eyes.

Baihui is a large acupoint of the human body, which has the effect of opening the body and awakening the brain, which can allow a comatose patient like Langchen to obtain a short period of lucidity, and can maintain a stick of incense for about a long time.

"Is there anything I can help me with?" March asked bluntly.

"Who are you?"

"I am a disciple of Jizixun in Longcheng, and the Nangong family invited me to come and see you. But I found out that your condition is not sick, but poisoning. Do you know who poisoned it? ”

Langchen lowered his head: "It's my sister...... No, she's not my sister! ”

Sure enough, it was smoke and bamboo. March patiently listened to the young man's words, echoing two sentences from time to time, and roughly understood the whole picture of the matter.

It turned out that the Nangong family was patriarchal, and Langchen had been the heir to the head of the family since he was born, if it weren't for his poor physique and slow cultivation progress since he was a child, most of the names of the Mandate of Heaven would have fallen on his head. In the past two years, his health has slowly improved, and the threat to the status of Yanzhu's family has become more and more great, and Yanzhu finally chose to poison it to prevent future troubles.

"My sister used to be very good to me...... The current sister is not the sister she used to be, she is not my sister, she must be possessed by some monster! Langchen cried.

March patted him on the shoulder, momentarily speechless. The artificial intelligence-controlled Yanzhu is really good to him, but now this character is controlled by the player, and his temperament has changed greatly, isn't it a monster in the eyes of the NPC?

As a veteran player, of course she knows that in the eyes of many players, NPCs are just a string of data, and naturally they don't treat NPCs as people. In reality, illegal and criminal things are still repeatedly prohibited, let alone a virtual world that lacks legal restrictions? Many players have no bottom line in their behavior, and even take pleasure in slaughtering/killing NPCs. Like Yanzhu, it is normal to remove a stumbling block type NPC. Although in the character setting, they are sisters and brothers with a deep friendship, as a player who has just entered the game, how much affection can you have for a cheap brother assigned by the system?

Even March herself, although she adheres to the moral bottom line, does not treat NPCs as equal "people......

The time for a stick of incense has passed, and Nangong Langchen fell into a coma again. March wiped the tears from his face, covered the quilt, packed up his tools and left.

Langchen didn't ask her for anything, just to provide information...... Even if she asked, could she do it? Yanzhu's combat power is set very high at a glance, and she doesn't want to have a conflict unless she has to.

*

It's night, and the moon and stars are scarce.

March arrived at the agreed place at the appointed place one stick of incense earlier, only to see that the assassin was already waiting there, dressed in black and masked as before.

She told all the information she had collected during the day, only omitting the matter of Langchen and Yanzhu, and asked, "Is there anything else you need help with?" ”

"What is the strength of Nangong Yanzhu?"

"It should be with you, I suggest you don't provoke."

"Thank you, it's your reward." The Assassin threw a money bag at her. Helping NPCs run errands has to be paid, and he will naturally not forget to do a full set of plays.

March stretched out his hand to take it, swiped it twice, and smiled: This amount, there are at least a hundred silver coins!

"Who are you?" Before the Assassin left, she asked.

"People from the Beichen family." After all, the Assassin was gone.

It turned out to be the unlucky family that was wiped out by Nangong. Calculating the time, most of the players in this world should be doing novice graduation tasks, and most of this person's task is to go to Nangong's house to do things...... She still hurried away to avoid the disaster of the pond fish.

March opened the money bag and looked inside, his breath suddenly stagnant. She picked up a coin and looked at it repeatedly in the moonlight to make sure she was not mistaken—

It's gold! This bag is full of gold coins!

You know, in Fantasyland, one gold coin can be exchanged for a thousand silver coins!

*

Early the next morning, March took the initiative to find Yanzhu to resign, and talked about a lot of words that he knew that his medical skills were not good, and he was ashamed of his love for the Nangong family, and he expressed only one meaning: I really can't cure this disease, and I can take no money for the consultation, and please ask Gao Ming for trouble.

This poison is under the smoke and bamboo, how dare she cure it? If it's cured, then you'll be in trouble!

Yanzhu listened to her with a smile, and sure enough, she was not embarrassed, and asked her to send her out.

As soon as she walked out of Yanzhu's room, a subordinate hurriedly came to Yanzhu to report the news that the mysterious assassin had infiltrated Nangong Mansion. March happened to hear and understand, the secret Dao This person moved really fast, and he couldn't help but speed up his feet, three steps and two steps, and quickly left Nangong Mansion.

After leaving the house, curiosity prevailed again. She hid in a forest near Nangong Mansion, paying attention to the movements of the Nangong family from afar, wondering what the ending of this assassin would be, it would be better if she had a fight with Yanzhu, but unfortunately she couldn't get melon seeds, peanuts, mineral water, popcorn, and popcorn here......

In a few moments, black smoke and flames came out of Nangong Mansion, and the black-clothed assassin climbed over the wall and fled to the woods, with Yanzhu chasing after him.

Just set a fire? March pursed her lips, seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer to the place where she was hiding, she didn't dare to be careless, restrained her breath, and tried her best to reduce her sense of existence.

Yanzhu didn't know what skill he used, but he actually teleported in front of the black-clothed assassin and blocked his way. Between the lightning and flint, the two have exchanged several moves in close proximity.

"Who are you?" Yanzhu asked with a smile.

She was not dressed in black like most Assassins, but dressed in a lilac robe, white gloves on both hands, long black hair draped over her shoulders, and her face could be seen to be carefully painted with makeup, with red lips and teeth, and a smile like a flower.

This must be a beauty-loving woman, March thought.

Yanzhu's strength is unexpectedly high, and the black-clothed assassin is obviously at a disadvantage, if he is an experienced veteran player, he may still have the strength to fight, but it's a pity......

The black-clothed assassin seemed to be aware of this, and without answering, he raised his hand and threw a dart, his throwing technique seemed to be somewhat unique, and the dart's route was tricky and strange, and Yanzhu had to avoid it. The Assassins took the opportunity to flee.

"It turned out to be Xiaoqiang of the Beichen family, there are really a lot of you, and you can't kill them no matter how you kill them." Yanzhu chuckled, and sprinkled a handful of poisonous sand with a rain of flowers as he spoke.

The clothes on the Assassin's back had clearly been cut through by the hidden weapon, but he did not stop and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yanzhu had no intention of chasing, and said to himself: "If you are hit by the miserable rain and sand, the more luck you have, the faster you will die." "Turned around and went in the direction of Nangong Mansion, probably to put out the fire.

Bleak rain sand, that's a good name. After the two left, March carefully walked out of the hiding place, dusted off the dust stained by the white robe, lifted the "disguise technique", and returned to Dragon City to resume his life.

As soon as she reached the city gate, she saw the black-clad assassin lying on the side of the road, and several black wolves were eyeing him nearby.

Why is this guy haunted?

Thinking of the bag of gold coins, she sighed and resigned herself to her fate.

*

"Master, I'm back!" March pushed open the door of the medical hall with his foot and said loudly.

"Got it, come in!" Ji Zixun smiled, "This is your senior brother Yutian, who went to Yingzhou Island to practice medicine two years ago, do you remember?" ”

"Hello little sister."

"Senior brother, it's just right, come and help! I brought a patient back. "March didn't be polite to this senior brother who just met, it's important to save people.

Yuda helped her drag the unconscious Assassin in and placed him in a hospital bed, his injured back facing up.

"Apprentice, is the Nangong Mansion going well?" Thistle asked.

"It went well, it went well! Master, leave the Nangong family alone, take a look at his injuries first! March shook the hand of thistle training.

Ji Zixun walked to the hospital bed, looked at the assassin's wound, and was about to give orders, March thoughtfully handed over gloves and tools.

Yutian asked casually, "Little junior sister, do you know this person?" ”

"I don't know him, I don't know him, I saw him lying on the side of the road on the way back to the city, and he was seriously injured, so I brought him back." March shook his head.

Ji Zixun picked out the poisonous sand in the wound, pricked a few simple needles on the patient's back, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said: "The poison on the poisonous sand is extremely fierce, and now the poisonous gas is attacking the heart, and the gods are difficult to save." sealing his acupuncture points for the teacher can only save his life for two hours. ”

"Master, is there really no way?" March was not reconciled. It was precisely when she saw that the assassin had been poisoned deeply and beyond her ability that she hurriedly brought it back to Ji Zixun for treatment.

"Unless ......," thistle muttered.

"Unless what?" March shook Ji Zixun's sleeve, "Master, say it quickly!" ”

"I heard that there is a chamber of commerce in Longcheng that has purchased a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu and is waiting for the price to sell." Yutian interjected, "Master wants to talk about this, right?" ”

"Exactly, He Shou Wu can cure all kinds of poisons, if there is a thousand years of He Shou Wu, it should be able to save his life. It's just that...... The Chamber of Commerce's Mr. Guigu's black heart is famous, although saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, but you have to do what you can......" Ji Zixun hesitated.

"That's okay, senior brother will accompany me to the Chamber of Commerce to have a look, is it okay?" March asked with a smile as she tugged at Yutian's sleeve.

Yuda read in her eyes that there was a meaning that could not be refused. He pulled back his sleeve without a trace and said, "The little junior sister is benevolent and worthy of admiration, so I will accompany the junior sister on this journey." ”

"Thank you, brother!"