"Ahh Master, I'm going to die, save me! ”

Liang Kuan was about to cry, watching the rockets fly by, almost hitting him several times, the temperature above could be felt, and he would be injured at any time.

Zhang Mu's hand flickered, and quickly took off the gold needle on Liang Kuan's body, allowing his body to regain flexibility, and at the same time teased:

"Look at what scares you!"

"It's not your fault, you're about to kill me!" Liang Kuan complained, quickly jumped up, and hid in a safe area.

Huang Feihong glanced at the yellow paper and snorted: "Fuqing extinguishes the ocean, it's the White Lotus Sect again!" ”

Sun Wen sighed, sad for the ignorance of the people.

The glass shattered with a rattling sound, and the wooden partition door was crumbling and could collapse at any moment.

Zhang Mu reminded: "Master, let's leave first, this door is almost unstoppable!" ”

He picked up a stool and retreated as he fended off the arrows.

Outside, the people of the White Lotus Sect shouted all kinds of slogans, clamoring to kill all foreigners and find reasons for their atrocities.

Except for Sun Wen, several people had martial arts in their bodies, cooperated with each other, and quickly left the danger range and came outside.

"Mr. Sun, are you alright?" Huang Feihong handed the medicine box he had rescued in a hurry to Sun Wen and asked with concern.

"It's okay, Mr. Huang, if we have the opportunity in the future, we will exchange medical skills. Alas, it would be nice to have a few more like you in China! ”

Sun Wen didn't want to stay long, took the medicine box, and prepared to leave.

"It's serious!"

"There will be a date later!"

Sun Wen left in a hurry, he still had important things to do.

"Hmph, this group of White Lotus Sects, doing nonsense, it's just crazy!" Huang Feihong glanced at the White Lotus Sect who had already moved away, his face extremely ugly.

Anyone who is shot by random arrows for no reason will not have a good face, if they are not all martial arts students, it is estimated that they will be lost here like those foreigners.

Zhang Mu was carrying the medicine box on his back, and he was also slightly angry, the behavior of the White Lotus Sect was completely indiscriminate and lost its humanity!

Suddenly, Liang Kuan remembered for a moment and said anxiously: "Ah! Master, the thirteenth aunt is still alone in the inn. ”

"Why did you just remind me now!"

Thinking of the White Lotus Sect's indiscriminate killing, Huang Feihong was extremely worried, blamed Liang Kuan, and hurried back.

The two people who cared about the thirteenth aunt didn't notice that one was left behind.

Zhang Mu was messy in the wind, and said secretly: "Even if I'm only a day old, you can't ignore me like this, it's really a heavy color and a light friend......"

He looked depressedly at the two figures who quickly disappeared on the street, and touched the medicine box on his waist: "It's okay, it's convenient for one person to move." ”

Zhang Mu turned to the other side, and many foreigners who were hit by rockets were screaming, and even a few died in the house.

He smiled slightly, came to a man, and took out the golden needle.

"You...... What are you doing? The foreigner lying on the ground clutched his chest and looked at the long needle in Zhang Mu's hand in fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you stop the bleeding!" Zhang Mu said in English.

Perhaps it was Zhang Mu's pure English that gained the trust of foreigners, and the other party let go of the wound, where it was a little charred and black, and the arrow was a full inch deep.

"Your injuries are very serious, it's better not to move, wait for the surgeon to come."

Zhang Mu said as he pricked two golden needles near the wound, and the bubbling blood suddenly stopped flowing out.

One of the injections also has a pain-relieving effect, so that foreigners feel a lot better, and their favorability towards Zhang Curtain soars.

"I remember you, it was with that Master Huang, and your Chinese acupuncture is really magical."

"Thank you, my name is Berg, and we can talk to each other later."

Foreigners are people who study medicine, and they immediately open their eyes and take the initiative to introduce themselves, and they have a higher evaluation of acupuncture.

"You wait first, I'll take care of this one." Zhang Mu was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, so he came to another person and continued to administer needles.

In Berg's case, the others no longer resisted, after all, the help has not yet come, and no one wants to shed blood in vain.

Nearly ten minutes passed, and all the injured foreigners in the vicinity were pierced with gold needles, one for minor injuries, and two or three for serious injuries.

As for the effect, it is not bad, it is mainly to stop bleeding, which is also the first step to deal with many injuries, otherwise bleeding alone can make people bleed.

"Drop! Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden quest and obtaining the Thirteen Needles Inheritance of the Ghost Gate, whether to accept it or not! ”

The mechanical prompt sounded, and Zhang Mu was overjoyed, he didn't expect the first hidden task to be completed so easily.

He immediately said, "Accept the inheritance!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge stream of information poured into his mind, all of which were information and experiences about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

The reward this time is inheritance, similar to empowerment, which allows him to directly master this energy stitch technique, and as for the proficiency, as you use it in the future, you can quickly improve it.

After accepting and converting all the information, surprise appeared on Zhang Mu's face, and even a hint of shock.

The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate that he just got is really not simple, but it is the pinnacle technique of the way of acupuncture and moxibustion in Chinese medicine.

This acupuncture method has reached an extraordinary level, and there are unfathomable ghosts and gods in the high depths, and even there are requirements for users.

This acupuncture method is divided into three levels, from low to high is people, heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, including seven needles for treating people, three needles for borrowing from the sky, and three needles for ghosts and gods.

Every needle here must be used to control the qi and perform the needle, and even need to use the power of heaven and earth, which is not comparable to ordinary acupuncture methods at all.

As long as you can perform all the stitches, you can completely intercept the ghost gate and save people in the hands of Hades, and the power is so powerful that it is the first time Zhang Mu has encountered it.

"I gave a good thing this time, with this acupuncture method in hand, whether it is to save myself or others, I can do it, but the threshold for this acupuncture method is a bit high."

Zhang Mu was excited, in troubled times, entering the world of trials from time to time, and finally had a life-saving skill, which made his heart that had been worried a lot more stable.

"It's a pity that only by practicing internal qi can the greatest effect be exerted, but the effect is good at present."

Putting down the surprise of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, Zhang Mu looked at the foreigners around him, and suddenly felt a lot more pleasing to the eye.

At this time, a team of foreigners hurried in, including doctors, and began to treat the wounded.

"Who did this, actually stuck a needle in you!"

One of the fat foreigners saw the golden needle, and under unknown circumstances, he was a little angry.

"Tap, you misunderstood, these golden needles help us stop the bleeding, otherwise I wouldn't have waited for you to come."

"Oh, Berg, is it true?" The fat man hurriedly squatted down and communicated with Berg.

Soon, the fat man figured out the situation and walked over with some guilt:

"Dear sir, I'm really sorry, I almost blamed the good guy for being wrong, I don't know what you call it?"

"Zhang Mu, you can just call me Mu."

Zhang Mu spoke fluent English, and he didn't leave immediately, but he was going to make some friends with foreigners, so as to leave some back for the next thing.

After talking to Tapu for a while, Zhang Mu made an excuse to leave, and he was going to go to Tongwen Pavilion to have a look.

According to the time, the White Lotus Sect will burn everywhere today, even the Tongwen Pavilion with only teachers and children has not let go.

In their eyes, as long as you have something to do with the West, you are evil, no matter who you are!

"I'm alone, how can I stop the White Lotus Sect ......"

Soon, Zhang Mu became a headache, the number of people in each action of the White Lotus Sect was not one hundred but eighty, and he alone was not an opponent at all.

"You have to borrow strength, otherwise this task of stopping the White Lotus Sect from burning the Tongwen Pavilion will not be completed at all, and if you are not careful, you will lose your own life, resulting in the failure of the main task!"

Zhang Mu's eyes flashed, and he thought about it quickly, looking for a solution.