"The Buddha fights for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath, let's live some hard days, and the Ping An Dart Bureau can't teach people to look short. The little old man of the Ping'an Dart Bureau touched the sparse beard on his chin and forehead and sighed, "These years, young people either want to study for the imperial examination, or they want to learn to dance guns and stick to wander the rivers and lakes, and there are fewer and fewer people who can do the dart bureau.

The dart bureau seniors easily knocked down the turf to the following courtyard for them to shelter, and more than 20 people in the dart bureau were crowded there, and more than half of them could smell it. Including him, several of the current pillars of the Ping An Dart Bureau, their parents were once Ping An Dart Master of the Ping An Dart Bureau, and the son inherited his father's business and did this business to this day.

"Harm, these things in our dart game, I don't have the interest to listen to the guests, I'm too talkative. ”

"No, no, what you're saying makes a lot of sense. Wei Changpan, who didn't know when he was already sitting in danger, looked directly at the head of the dart of the Ping An Dart Bureau and replied, "Maintaining a running discipline is not an easy thing to do, and many people have not been able to study and understand the knowledge and principles in their lives. ”

After saying that, Wei Changpan made a gesture to him, and the latter hurriedly drew a gourd in return, and then said, "Isn't this a pain in our way, old man, where can I afford the gift that this gentleman can receive, if he can really have such great ability, why is the Ping An Dart Bureau so broken that he has to go to the firewood and rice shop to pay credit?"

The actual situation of the Ping An Dart Bureau is actually more unbearable than what he said, the credit of the firewood and rice shop is not a big deal, the neighbors have been many years, and the Ping An Dart Bureau has never had the habit of not paying back the money, no matter how embarrassed it is, it will squeeze out the money to settle the account before the end of the year. The Ping'an Dart Bureau has been in a state of decline for a long time, and any third- and fourth-rate Jianghu sect in Jinzhou can ride on their heads and step on their feet, but they don't even have the confidence to negotiate with them, and the bodyguard business, which is already pitiful, has also been affected.

"On the way of the teacher, what is the difference between the noble and the low?" Wei Changpan said with a smile, "There is a great Confucian in the book who once said that there is no elder and younger, and what is stored in the Tao is also what the teacher is. ”

This is the knowledge obtained from the collection of books in the old Xiucai school in Qingshan Town, and he is the only one among the students of the school who can borrow the books from the collection of Mr. to read back, if there is any doubt, he will go to the old Xiucai to answer questions the next day, and when he arrives at this book, he is quite unclear, and the latter gave him an analogy:

"There is a gentleman who reads, there is an old-fashioned way of farming, there is a shopkeeper who does business and trades with apprentices, there is a master who learns martial arts to teach fists and swords, and there is also a master in the temple who says that there is a master of the house. The great Confucian who wrote this article was inspired by the strange appearance of witnessing the people above the temple who flattered and sought to take the high-ranking person as a teacher, and was ashamed to ask for advice from the position. ”

"Sir.... Is that anyone who can teach you the truth, can be a gentleman?"

"There is a reason for that...."

The cart creaked forward, and Wei Changpan and his entourage had arrived in the south of Jinzhou. Although the disaster of the war of the steppe barbarians in the south affected the south of Jinju as in the north, there were still many villages and towns that were captured and slaughtered by small groups of barbarian rangers, even if they were not on the road, but the two large towns with a scale of no less than 1,000 people were burned down to the point that only some ruins remained, and the whole town could not find a single family, so they had to find a house that could still shelter from the wind and frost everywhere and make a fire to warm the body.

However, the little old man of the Ping An Dart Bureau did not rush to the fire to warm up like the other three, but lit two braziers and distributed them to the two old horses pulling the cart nearby, and then wrapped a thick layer of felt blanket on the horses, and then came back and explained to the aerial photographer that these two old horses were not young and prime, and they were auxiliary horses that were replaced from the border cavalry. However, these two horses have served for five or six years after coming to the Ping An Dart Bureau, if they are calculated according to their age, they can be regarded as old people in ancient times, and they naturally have to be well maintained, and then hold on for two years and wait for the Ping An Dart Bureau to have spare money and then let them enjoy their old age.

"There's something I want to ask the guests. The dart head sat down on the edge of the fire, and said to Wei Changpan while roasting his hands, "When the girl came to the bodyguard of the Ping An Dart Bureau, you were still unconscious, at first, the people in our Dart Bureau thought that the guest had some disease and wanted to go to the south to recuperate, and there was a person in the Dart Bureau who was a little skilled in medicine to check the pulse of the guest, saying that the guest was poisoned very seriously..."

If it is a common disease, it is fine, and the most common problem to go to the south to recuperate at this time is tuberculosis, and people who have this disease are also very susceptible to this thorny tuberculosis. Da Yao Yang Sixteen Prefectures dare to say that there is no one who can cure this tuberculosis so far, even the imperial doctor of the capital court can only prescribe some prescriptions to alleviate the symptoms, and then let those dignitaries and dignitaries in the palace recuperate, and can ensure that they do not travel for more than ten years.

As for the ordinary people who have this disease, they buy a coffin as soon as possible, eat and drink well, and then break it after picking up a hemp rope, dozens of hundreds of taels of silver to invite Lang Zhong and the home remedies to come back, but they can't fill this bottomless hole, and this tuberculosis disease is not only the cause of being weak and sick, but also the reason for the accumulation of hard work, those rich and noble families who don't worry about eating and drinking, how many of them will get this poor disease?

Silver is a good thing, but in order to earn silver and get this thorny tuberculosis, it is better not to earn this silver. However, when the people of the Ping'an Dart Bureau saw Zhang Xiaochuan breaking into the dart bureau violently, they couldn't help but say something, so they took a silver ticket and the unique arrogance of martial arts on their bodies, so that they had to hesitate to place Wei Changpan in a single house squeezed out of the miscellaneous courtyard first, so that the person who was familiar with medical skills saw it, only to learn that Wei Changpan's gain was not tuberculosis, but poisoning.

If it weren't for the fact that Wei Changpan had almost forgotten about being poisoned, how could the poison given by Xizi, one of the top ten killers of Lutai, be mortal?

According to the killer of the deer platform, Kiko, he seems to have only ten days to live, and every time he runs the martial arts qi machine, it seems that he will die faster, and in the end, he will die extremely painfully.

If this is true....

He tried to slightly turn the martial arts qi in the dantian for a small week, but he didn't think that the qi in the body was only halfway to the limbs and hundreds of bones, and there was a sharp pain like a swarm of ants biting, he lay on his side and fell to the ground and couldn't stop convulsing, and the three people from the nearby Ping An Dart Bureau were busy going up to inspect it, and they were pinching people and trying to stuff something into his mouth for fear that he would bite his tongue.

At least a stick of incense had passed before he regained consciousness, gasping for breath, his back already soaked with sweat. He didn't expect that just by driving the martial arts qi in his body to turn away, Xiao Zhou Tian would have such pain, and after a small half a pillar of incense, he had the strength to stand up again, and took the leather wine sac handed over by the thin and shriveled little old man of the Ping'an Dart Bureau and poured a big gulp into his mouth.

"Who are the guests?"

The head of the Ping'an Dart Bureau asked tentatively, Wei Changpan fainted without any warning, and none of them were well-versed in medical skills, and they only used some superficial means, and he was worried about what would happen if he died in the suburbs.

What kind of means did the deer-cutting killer Xizi use to put this poison in his body? Wei Changpan was relieved after being puzzled, if everyone knew about the poisonous methods that the top ten people of the deer-cutting killer relied on to kill people, then how could he sit on this son. It's just this poison ....

The letter left by Zhang Xiaochuan only contained the word peace, and he never wrote down any antidote method. Is it an allusion that the poison given to him by the killer of Lutai, Kiko, will not work? But why does he have such unbearable pain when he uses the martial arts qi machine a little?

Ping An Dart Game, Safe All the Way, Or Which Divine Doctor Called Ping An Can Cure His Poison? Wei Changpan smiled bitterly in his heart, and Zhang Xiaochuan couldn't help but think too highly of his ability to guess riddles.

"There's not much wrong with it, you don't have to care...."Wei Changpan hesitated for a long time but decided to tell him sincerely, "To be honest, I went south because I had a grudge against someone on the boundary of the rivers and lakes of Jinzhou and fell into this poison, so I want to go south to find a way to detoxify, I don't know if the girl who sent me here has ever told you?"

"Yes, there really is, but it's just a few vague words, the original words are, 'When he asked, he said that the solution to this matter was in Huizhou, and it was nine deaths and one life to go, and it was not ten deaths and no life, whether to go or weigh it yourself', after saying that, the girl left, tsk, her eyebrows were very delicate, but her face was worse than that of the guest..."

It is not easy for Zhang Xiaochuan, who has only used the secret technique of the evil sect, to be able to move freely, and it is not uncommon for his face to be poor. However, when Wei Changpan listened to these obviously not very kind words, he had already expected that Zhang Xiaochuan was still angry at him for secretly releasing the killer of Lutai.

The pattern of nine deaths and ten deaths and no life, Rao is a fool who knows how to choose.

"Then where are we going next, Huizhou or Chongqing?"

"Nine deaths and one life are still alive, so naturally I went south through Huizhou. Wei Changpan picked up the wine bag and poured it into his mouth again, and then bared his teeth and hissed softly, "Dart, your wine is not small." ”

"It's just home-brewed earth-brewed roast, not a good sake, and many people can't bear the vigor and rough taste, and it's rare for a guest like you. ”