Just as the hand of the corpse was dragging the curtain up, a figure burst in from outside the house and struck the corpse giver in the neck with a knife.

The corpse giver grabbed the curtain and fainted, the curtain was pulled down, and it was none other than Hai Zhichen's apprentice Ouyang Qingmu who stunned the corpse.

"Master, you're finally willing to see me." Ouyang Qingmu was dressed in casual clothes, with a sky blue apron hanging around his neck, as if he was sitting for dinner, and found that Shushuo was gone, so he hurried over.

"What are you doing? Close the door and come and help! I've changed my face and voice, you can still recognize me, did Lao Tzu owe you in his last life? The ghost is not gone, the words are so clear, and they are still chasing me to find it. ”

Shui Shoucai had expected that the moment he summoned Shu Shuo, Ouyang Qingmu would definitely come, but he didn't expect this moment to come so quickly, so fast that he didn't even finish the operation, and he didn't have time to run away and avoid this stupid apprentice.

"Yes!" Ouyang Qingmu dragged the corpse giver on the ground and walked towards the door, ready to throw the corpse giver out and close the door again.

But the corpse giver had just thrown it out, and the door hadn't been closed yet, Ouyang Qingmu's neck was cold, and the easy touch let him know that he was threatened by someone at this time, and the thing on his neck should be a knife, and the blade was slightly thicker, and it should be a folding knife that was some years old.

"Who is it?" Ouyang Qingmu couldn't see the people behind him clearly, so he could only cooperate to stand up straight, his hands raised high and his ears together.

"Your uncle!"

"Huh...... Does the sun rise in the west today? Uncle Shi is here, and he wants to kill me? ”

"Where's your master?"

"I don't know." Ouyang Qingmu felt the knife on his neck, pressing hard against the artery in his neck, as long as he dared to run, the blade could be killed with one sword.

So the wisest choice now is to hold on to Uncle Shi and wait for Master to finish the operation.

"You don't know? So what are you doing here? Who is this person? ”

"My wife wants to eat placenta, I'll ask for a placenta."

"Senior nephew, you are scared and flustered, it is an open secret that the girl of the Qin family pretended to be crazy, you are usually very stable in everything, but now you are so flustered, it seems that the person in the house must be very important to you."

Sima Jing deliberately didn't expose it, he hated why he didn't recognize his senior brother just now, otherwise he would never leave, he would definitely slap him hard and ask him where he had died all these years!

"Alas, I know it's me, and I haven't come in to help, she's alive at least it's still a thought, so I have a thought that my sister is still alive, if she is really dead, my sister will really be dead."

"Master and nephew, please lead the way, I haven't seen you for so many years, in case your master runs away again, I will also pull you to make a quilt, and we will carry it together."

"Sure enough, today's celestial phenomena are abnormal, and it is destined that the two of you will get together and cooperate to save people."

Ouyang Qingmu pursed his lips and snickered, turned around and entered the house, Sima Jing followed, stretched out his foot to hook the door, kicked hard, closed the door and locked it.

By the way, while Ouyang Qingmu was preparing the disinfection suit, he closed the windows in the house and locked them.

Sima Jing, who was dressed in a disinfection suit, wore disposable gloves and looked at Shui Shoucai.

"What should I call you now? Master Water? ”

"Don't tease me, we haven't seen you laugh at me like this in seventeen years?"

"It's a good thing I didn't give you a slap in the face, say! What do I need to do? ”

"She was born with a ventricular defect, and I shaved her a diaphragm with Shushuo, can you?"

"Hehe, if I don't come, you're taking people's lives today!" Sima Jing reached out and grabbed her hair, and an extremely thin needle appeared in her hand, and Sima Jing began to stitch it up.

Seventeen years have passed, and the two heroes of Medicine King Valley have finally cooperated again.

In the past, the Valley of the Medicine King was famous for its medical skills, which can be said that the dead can return to the yang, and the dry bones can give birth to flesh.

Due to the special location, at the junction of the Three Realms, no matter the demons, ghosts and gods, as long as they can pass the three levels, they can enter the Medicine King Valley to be healed.

And the three levels of guarding the valley are, where do they come from, what is the matter, and what is the heart.

The Medicine King Valley is dedicated to the God of Medicine, and those who have entered the Medicine King Valley, as long as you do not leave the valley, you will live a long life without illness or disaster, and it is normal to have no cultivation at all, as long as you cultivate yourself and improve your medical skills.

And the gatekeepers of these three passes are the three apprentices of the old valley master.

The eldest apprentice Hai Zhichen guarded where he came from, but anyone who came must explain where he came from, otherwise he would refuse to enter.

Where does this seem easy, but in fact it is a suspended single-plank bridge, after getting on the bridge, you will recall the past, disturb your mind, insist on walking, and you can still tell the people who can go to the second level.

This second level, what is the matter, is guarded by the second apprentice Sima Jing, Sima Jing set up a table and sat under the shade of the roadside, and when he saw someone coming, he handed over a pen and paper and asked the other party to write casually.

No matter what you write, you can go to the third level, with whatever heart.

This is guarded by the daughter of the valley master, the little junior sister Mo Yingxing.

Anyone who comes, as long as they can take themselves or the sick with them, go through a hot spring, introduce themselves to themselves, and explain the relationship with the patients, they can enter the valley and be healed by the valley owner.

To put it bluntly, these three levels are:

At the first diagnosis, Hai Zhichen looked at the other party's body shape to determine whether there was any external injury or hidden disease.

For follow-up, Sima Jing observed the other party's appearance and determined whether there was any internal disease.

Leading the way, Mo Yingxing led people to heal the disease, between these three levels, they relied on flying pigeons to pass the book, and they handed over the subsequent diagnosis results to the master together.

In fact, the valley master at that time was obsessed with resurrecting his deceased wife, and his medical skills had long been abandoned, and it was all up to the three apprentices to cooperate with the fraud, so that he could continue to put on an unfathomable appearance.

In fact, the real esoteric medical skills of the Medicine King Valley had already disappeared with the deceased wife of the valley master.

And there are three treasures in this Medicine King Valley, which has always been known as the magic weapon that supports the continued existence of the Medicine King Valley to save people.

Shushuo, Mao Si, Wangcai.

The first two names sound quite normal, but this Wangcai, it is really not a dog, it is the Zhengu Divine Beast of the Medicine King Valley, a lizard that coexists with the Medicine King Valley.

This Shushuo is naturally Hai Zhichen's, with a thin blade and a brush.

And this hair silk is naturally Sima Jing's, a thin needle as thin as a cow's hair that can't be seen clearly, as for what material it is, I'm afraid only Sima Jing, who has touched it, knows.

As for Jiuya at this time, she was lying on the morgue in the morgue with Feng Sitian, and Shui Shoucai was wearing medical rubber gloves and standing in front of the morgue in a disinfectant suit.

"Have you really figured it out? If I try to hurt you, you won't be able to get out of this room. ”

"You're not giving me a knife, you're just borrowing my blood for use, you won't harm me, I'm your most perfect work."

Jiuya took a deep breath, stretched out her arm, and waited for Shui Shoucai to prick a needle in her arm and bleed and deliver it to Feng Sitian, no way, who let her damn sympathy flood again, if she could save her life, why not shed some blood.