On the Lotus Peak, Ma Dahai held the unconscious Lin Jing in one hand, and put the bronze mirror in mid-air with the other, the bronze mirror was hanging smoothly in the air, he bit his index finger and sketched it on the surface of the copper mirror with blood.

With just a few strokes, Ma Dahai sketched a string of symbols on the bronze mirror, and when he stopped, the symbols immediately emitted white light and were engulfed by the bronze mirror.

Just listen to the loud sound of "boom!".

In front of Ma Dahai, a giant with a height of 100 meters, covered in gold, wearing a turban, naked and only wrapped in a pair of shorts, appeared out of thin air.

The giant stared at the sea with bucket-sized eyes.

"Yellow Turban Lux, please forgive me for disturbing your practice. Ma Dahai bowed down to the giant and said: "This son Lin Jing is the only remaining bone and blood in my Bagua Sect, and now he has been severely injured by the corpse, and he must be treated quickly, and he also asks the Yellow Turban Lux to help." ”

Golden History didn't answer, but flatly stretched out his palm, landed on the ground, and motioned for Ma Dahai to sit up.

"Thank you, Yellow Turban Lux!" Ma Dahai quickly saluted and sat down, and then Yellow Turban Luxe placed him on his shoulder.

It turned out that this Yellow Turban Lux was originally a giant clan living in Kunlun, advocating the secret art of cultivating immortals, especially good at the magic techniques such as Tengyun and retreat, but later encountered an accident and was almost wiped out, thanks to Liu Donglin, the most outstanding thirty-eighth generation head of the Bagua Sect, who saved it, which saved the giant clan from being wiped out.

And in order to repay Liu Donglin's great kindness, the Yellow Turban Lux is willing to become the protector of the Bagua Gate, and go to the soup for the Bagua Gate for eternity. However, because the strength of the Yellow Turban Lux itself is not weak, and he has made great contributions to the Bagua Gate many times, the successive heads of the Bagua Gate have special respect for the Yellow Turban Lux and never take the identity of the master to worry about himself, and will never use the power of the Yellow Turban Lux until the last resort.

As soon as Ma Dahai sat down, he heard the whistling sound in his ears, and there was a white fog in front of him, and the wind pierced him so that he couldn't open his eyes at all, so he could only close his eyes, put Lin Jing into his arms, and wrapped him tightly in his clothes.

When they opened their eyes again, they had already come to a verdant and rich bamboo forest, through the bamboo forest, walked forward a hundred meters, and turned a corner to the foot of the Shifang Mountain.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Lux had quietly left, and Ma Dahai faced the east and bowed deeply.

Shifang Mountain, although the name is loud, but in fact it is just a small peak less than 500 meters high, there are no strange peaks, there are no gems, famous pines, some are just a few sparsely distributed willow trees, if you talk about the scenery, it is really bland to the extreme. The mountain is not surprising, but the climbing stone path is carved out of fine marble, large enough for three people to pass side by side at the same time, smooth and bright, and obviously not built for long. As far as the eye can see, the stone path of the mountain is full of black and oppressive people, and there are hundreds of people.

These people are here to live Yama.

And the living Yama is the master of these ten mountains, and he is also a doctor.

Or three steps apart, or five steps apart, everyone with dry food, water, lined up in a regular manner, some are rich and noble, wearing a sky blue Shu brocade short horse, wearing silk green shirts, more people fan the wind on the side, some are unclothed, the face is hungry, but no matter rich or poor, pomp, everyone on this mountain has a commonality, the face is full of haggard looks, I don't know how long they have been guarding here.

The surroundings were quiet, and more than 100 people stood on the stone road less than two miles, and none of them dared to make a sound.

"Hmph, the old ghost is doing this again. Ma Dahai secretly said that he had known the Living Yama for fifteen years, and the latter's temper was naturally familiar to him. There are 30 days in a month, 15 days to visit famous mountains and rivers, 5 days to drink, 5 days to sing, the remaining five days, three days to rest, but only two days to open the mountain to receive treatment. The most terrible thing is, which two days of the month will the Living Yama return to the Shifang Mountain to receive treatment?

Nobody knows.

So, people just have to wait. If you're lucky, it's enough to wait for a day or two, but if you're unlucky, it's futile to wait for a month. But even if you see the living Yama, you will only heal him when he is in a good mood, and if he is in a bad mood, even if you invite the Jade Emperor, he will lie on his side on the high platform and sleep soundly.

So, while waiting, no one dared to make a loud noise, lest they anger the living Yama.

This rule has been in place since Ma Dahai first saw the living Yama, but he never cared about it, if in normal times, he would definitely look up to the sky and roar: "Dead old ghost, Lao Tzu is here, don't you hurry up and get out to greet him!"

But at this moment, Lin Jing was tortured by the poison of rotting corpses, and he was in danger, he wrapped Lin Jing tightly in his chest with his clothes, and rushed up along the mountain road with an arrow step.

The ancients had a saying: "The king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, and he will never leave anyone until the fifth watch", but when it comes to the living Yama, as long as he is willing to heal, even if he swallows his breath, he can still be healed. Since Shi Sanshui, the owner of the "Listening to the Rain Building", who was rampant in the south, north and sixty-three provinces eighteen years ago, was pulled out of the coffin by him, the name of "Living Yama" has been widely spread in the rivers and lakes, and no one cares about his original surname.

The carrion poison of the corpse has always been incurable, and the only hope is to live Yama, but whether he can be cured well. Ma Dahai didn't dare to think about it, and was thinking about it, when suddenly a person in front of him stretched out his arms and blocked the way.

Without waiting to look up, a palm as fat as a bear's paw and thirteen rings on five fingers came into view, and Ma Dahai raised his eyes to see that a man with a Belle hat on his head, a yellow coat, and Hetian Guyu hanging from his waist was squinting at him.

This man is about seventeen or eighteen years old, look carefully, a pair of thick eyebrows are obliquely inserted into the sideburns, Danfeng's eyes are extremely clear, but he should be handsome, but he has a face the size of a millstone, but it is full of horizontal meat, although the facial features are clear and good-looking, but the eyebrows, eyes, and nose are all squeezed together, which is really staggering.

Without waiting for Ma Dahai to speak, the man snorted coldly, made a move with his left hand, and a person behind him hurriedly bowed his waist and raised a plaque made of peach wood, which was covered with fifteen taels of silver on a piece of fine rice paper, and another person quickly dipped a pen in gold dust and wrote on the paper: Roll to the back and line up.

Oh, what a big show! This fat man looks like a nouveau riche, obviously thinking of himself as cutting in line, Ma Dahai shook his head, anxious, he didn't care about being entangled with him, and he raised his legs to go up the mountain.

Where did the fat man think that Ma Dahai was so disobedient, he was furious, he was kidney deficiency and cold because of excessive indulgence, at first he didn't take it seriously, he couldn't help but drink, but recently his body has become worse and worse, and he has reached the point where he will be out of breath when he takes two steps, he only began to worry at this time, so he wanted to let the living Yama treat him for a cure.

In order to be the first to be healed by the living Yama, the fat man waited for seven whole days! In these seven days, he did not take a bath, drank not a drop of wine, and did not even sleep well. It took so much effort to dare to cut in line, how could the fat man endure it!

"Whew", the fat man was not angry for a while, and the little brother holding the sign behind him gathered his fingers into claws with his right hand and grabbed forward violently.

The mountain road was narrow, Ma Dahai was caught off guard, and he took two steps back in a row, and he could dodge, but Lin Jing's arm in his arms was caught, and his sleeves were immediately shattered, because of the spread of corrosion and poison, three deep marks appeared on the arm that had turned blue-black, and ink-like blood fell to the ground along the forearm.

"Black blood?" The fat man was stunned for a moment when he saw the black blood flowing from Lin Jing's arm.

Lin Jing's toxin entered his body, and even if his arm was injured, he didn't make the slightest sound. Fang just promised Lin Jing's mother to take care of him, but it didn't take long for Lin Jing to hang up, Ma Dahai was anxious and angry, he kicked the fat man in the face, the latter snorted, fell to the ground, and fell down the mountain road.

When he kicked it, the little brother behind the fat man was dumbfounded, and he didn't know whether he wanted to fight with Ma Dahai. Just as he was thinking, a heavy punch hit his chest, and his eyes went black.

He doesn't have to think about it anymore.

Dead people can't think about it.

"Haha, the horse madman killed well, except for you, when you come to the top of the mountains in the ten directions, you have to abide by the rules here!" A sharp and piercing voice, like a three-year-old child's crying, sounded in the valley.

"Old ghost, save my nephew!" Ma Dahai gritted his teeth, ignoring the stunned crowd behind him, took out the hexagonal bronze mirror in his arms under his feet, connected the dots with his fingertips, and the hexagonal bronze mirror immediately rose, covering Ma Dahai's head out of thin air, the latter was immediately as light as a swallow, and came to the top of the mountain in three steps and two steps.

There is a cliff in the Shifang Mountain, there is a wooden house on the edge of the cliff, the wooden house is spiral-shaped, there are seven floors, the living Yama lives on the fourth floor on weekdays, and the other six floors are used to pile up medicinal herbs.

There was no ladder in the hut, only a rope hanging from the house, and anyone who wanted to see a living Yama had to climb up the rope, even Ma Dahai, who was the only friend of the living Yama.

Ma Dahai grabbed Lin Jing with his left hand, and as soon as his right hand touched the rope, the voice of the living Yama sounded again: "Ma madman, you can come up, that kid can't." ”

"Neither can my nephew?"

"Your own father can't do it either!" Ma Dahai knew the temper of the living Yama, he said no, just no, it was useless for you to kill him.

Ma Dahai's hand holding the rope slowly loosened, even though he was not afraid of heaven and earth, he did not dare to anger the living Yama at this time, cutting off Lin Jing's only way to live.

"Hahahaha!" A series of screaming laughter came from the wooden house, and the living Yan Luo said, "It is really a great pleasure to make a horse madman deflated!"

"Old ghost, enough ridicule, save my nephew!" Ma Dahai shouted.

"Squeak", the small window on the wooden house opened a corner, revealing a huge head, only the top of the head was bare, only the middle hair stood alone, the eyes were as big as copper bells, and there was not even a trace of wrinkles on the smooth face.

"Horse madman, what is in your nephew is a carrion poison, no one in the world can solve it, depending on his age, at most seven or eight years old, he can survive until now and not die, it is already miraculous, I want to be cured...... Tut-tut, in my opinion, you should use the gossip prisoner Long Ding to give him a ride. Living Yama looked at Lin Jing, who was purple in Ma Dahai's arms, shook his head, and said.

Ma Dahai was speechless, and after a while, he said, "Old ghost, how long have you and I known each other?"

Hearing this, Living Yama was stunned, his huge head shook, and after thinking for a while, he said, "When I first met you, you were only sixteen years old, and my hair had not yet fallen out...... Hey, it's been 20 years since you and I met. ”

"Heh, yes, twenty years ago, Master ordered me to deliver a post to Maoshan Sect, but I didn't expect to meet you, an old ghost, just after I came down the mountain gate. Do you remember the first thing you said to me?" a subtle smile appeared on Ma Dahai's vicissitudes of life.

"You kid, you drink more fiercely than me, it's really fucking happy!" Huo Yan Luo laughed loudly, he puffed up his chest, and said loudly as he did twenty years ago: "That day, the two of us drank seven altars of bamboo leaf green, six altars of Shanxi Laofen, and after drinking all the wine in the small shop, even the two catties of daughter red hidden under the bed of the restaurant were found out and drunk. ”

"Do you remember the expression of that restaurant!" Ma Dahai's mouth rose, and his thoughts had already drifted to twenty years ago, when he had not grown a beard and had not yet met her......

"How can you not remember, hahahaha!" "The living Yama danced with his hands, happy as a child.

"Old ghost, if I don't die, I'm going to get drunk with you again!" Ma Dahai suddenly changed his words and said softly. He carried Lin Jing on his shoulders, turned around and was about to walk down the mountain.

"Madman, what are you going to do, are you really going to find that living ghost?" said the Living Yama.

"Since you dead ghost won't heal my nephew, I'll have to go to the living ghost. Ma Dahai did not stop, and he was about to step on the mountain road.

"Who said I don't heal, who said I don't heal!" the living Yama monster screamed twice, and suddenly leaned forward, and came out of the window, and with a light touch on the rope with both palms, he jumped down three times and two times.

"You?" Ma Dahai turned around and looked at the living Yama in surprise.

"Why, you look down on my medical skills, do you think I'm not as good as that living ghost?" Living Yama's eyes widened, his hands pinched his waist, he was not as tall as Ma Dahai's lower abdomen, and he had to raise his head to speak, that look was very funny.

"How can that living ghost compare to you? You are Yama, he is a little ghost, and he is superior. Lin Jing was saved, Ma Dahai trembled with excitement, he had the heart to tease him, but the words reached his throat, and he couldn't say it anymore.