The afternoon breeze is clear.

A boy and a girl and a little white dog were eating lunch at the crossroads.

To be precise, it should be a girl and a little white dog eating, and Qian can only be counted as a spectator. The amount of food that the girl cooked according to normal people was only enough for lazy people to stuff her teeth, and as early as when Qian Yi was talking to her, this Yuanzun-level foodie, who was second only to the remnant night, had already swept away the food in the food box, and the only remaining few grains of rice and two or three peppercorns were also stuck to it.

Seeing the little white dog licking his little paws unsatisfactorily, with a posture of "I don't want food, I want to have one", Qian Yi knew that today's lunch was gone, unless he was willing to stew the lazy foodie.

The girl on the side sat quietly by the small cart, under which was a homemade simple bench, in front of which was the willow catkins with a slight snow rhyme, the sky was cloudless, and the spring was bright and beautiful...... But these obviously did not attract her attention, she looked at the bluestone on the ground and was distracted, like a little nun who participated in Zen, thinking about the profound truth of "one flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi", so that Qianyi helped her not finish the hot meal when it was cold.

Chiya didn't know what the girl was thinking, and she didn't plan to think about it. For some reason, after he got drunk in Nanshan that day, he always felt that he knew more about women, and he had more doubts, and he couldn't explain clearly, so he wisely chose not to delve into it.

Of course, soon he won't have the leisure - the people who have finished eating have gradually gathered around, and Qianyi threw the lazy person who was sleeping on the table on his shoulder, as long as this lazy person eats and sleeps well, he generally won't cause trouble.

Looking and hearing and asking, prescribing and applying needles, thousands of people also look sick in an orderly manner. In the morning, the people saw Qianyi's method of "needle to disease", and they were all very cooperative, respectful, asking and answering, and in a short time, Qianye had seen more than a dozen patients. The consumption of more than a dozen people to Qianyi was insignificant, and his expression was still calm, and he had no intention of stopping to rest, so he sat for more than an hour.

Until a "strange" patient appears.

There is nothing strange about this person's illness, but he suffered from a little cold, Qianyi pricked two needles, and after helping him cure him with "potential", he let him leave, but he didn't expect this person to walk less than five steps, and suddenly screamed, foaming at the mouth, falling to the ground and convulsing, looking like he was about to whine and mourn.

Such a sudden change immediately caused the crowd to scream:

"Dead! dead!"

"Ahh

"Charlatans heal dead people!!"

......

The scream was like a plague, quickly spreading to everyone present, and Fang was relieved to stretch out his hand to the old woman who cut Qianyi's pulse, and instantly withdrew her hand, staring at Qianyi with a wary face, as if Qianyi was a tiger wearing human skin.

Qian Yi was not annoyed, turned his head and glanced at the person who fell to the ground and convulsed, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and he walked quickly to the front, wanting to check the pulse of the man, but before he could get closer, he was stopped by a person: "What?

Qian Yi glanced up at the person who spoke, and frowned - where had this person been seen, and the impression was not good.

After a little recollection, Qian Yi remembered: This person was the medicine boy under the Yinzhen Wu of the Hongren Medical Center. At this time, recalling the words of someone screaming before, I also noticed something strange, how could anyone see someone dying but shout for the people to come and see?

Qian Yi looked at the few people who were still shouting, and sure enough, they were all medicine boys from Hongren Medical Center. Even though several people were wearing people's clothes at this time, tiptoeing and screaming in shock, as if they had been spoiled by a strong man in a cornfield, Qian Yi still recognized several people at a glance.

It seems that it is the hands and feet of the silver needle Wu again.

Qianyi's brows gradually locked, this silver needle Wu Teh was bad, he didn't provoke him, but he wanted to kill himself three times and twice, he was originally the same person who practiced medicine, but he was forced to force each other, which was really annoying.

Before Qianyi could think about it any further, a medicine boy pointed at him with a sad and angry face and scolded angrily: "You liar who has lost all your conscience and cannot die a good death! Brute! In broad daylight, you actually cheat people on the street and treat people to death! For the sake of a little petty profit, you dare to treat human life as a mustard! It is simply inhumane! The crime is extremely heinous!"

Another medicine boy also scolded: "Evil thief! The heart of the doctor's parents, benevolence and righteousness help the world, his parents raised him with hard work, and you actually killed him! Such a disaster is a disaster for the beasts in the township, if we do not eliminate harm for the people, we will not be human!"

......

The two took turns scolding, and finally the more they talked, the more angry they became, as if Qianyi was really a heinous murderer, and they were chivalrous warriors who drew swords to help each other when they saw injustice, and the people seemed to have completely forgotten that Qianyi had not taken a penny to treat them before, and only looked at the people who were convulsing in pain on the ground, and the few people who had been in line for a long time and did not see a disease also joined in the cursing, and they were glad that they did not let Qianyi see a doctor.

Seeing this scene, the sigh of an old man who had practiced medicine in the bustling capital appeared in Qianyi's heart-

The disease is easy to treat, but the heart is difficult to treat!

At this time, a medicine boy seemed to be furious, rolled up his sleeves, strode over, and grabbed Qianyi's neckline, Qianyi didn't look at it, and waved it aside.

The medicine boy seemed to have been smashed by Qianyi with a mountain, let out an earth-shattering howl, fell to the ground, and rolled over his chest: "Ah! Killed, killed!"

The scream was like a cuckoo crying blood, and the appearance of his body was even more shocking, as if he was the patient who was pricked by Qianyi and was half of his body convulsed.

"What's going on?!"

A majestic voice suddenly came from the crowd, and I saw a middle-aged man wearing a cyan official robe and a black gauze hat walking around surrounded by several officials.

The medicine boy who fell to the ground and screamed suddenly recovered from his illness, and fell to his knees with a "poof": "My lord, you have to be the master of the small people! This charlatan cheated on the street and killed the people, and the little people reasoned with him, but he actually pushed the little people to the ground! The little people had angina pecchia, and they were afraid that they would die and suffer internal injuries, and their lives would not be long in coming! My lord! My lord! You have to make the decision for us!"

"I see!" The official sneered, glanced at Qianyi, didn't say a word, and waved his hand: "Come on! Arrest this liar to this official!"

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Qianyi's fate was judged in a few words, another voice suddenly came, and the girl parted from the crowd and knelt down in front of the official: "Please wait a minute, Qiangongzi is by no means a person who deceives the world, there must be some misunderstanding in this!"

The girl bit her lip, her body trembled slightly, obviously a little scared, but for some reason, even though she had experienced those things and listened to so much persuasion from her mother, in the end she still couldn't hold back and rushed out.

Qian Yi glanced at the girl with some surprise, and a warmth quietly flowed through her eyes.

The official looked at the girl for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing some unknown divine light, touched his beard and said, "It seems that you are also an insider, so let's go with this official——!"

Qianyi didn't have the heart to wait, sighed, picked up the girl on the ground, turned around and suddenly grabbed the person on the ground who was convulsing and walked out, and everywhere he went, everyone suddenly felt an irresistible force and avoided it.

The official looked at Qian Yi in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses, and he was furious:

"What a thief, you are so arrogant! Catch this scoundrel for me!"

Qian Yi didn't pay attention to it, and no one could stop him, there were hundreds of students in the Rong Academy, countless magic weapons, and Taoist sieges, and Qian Yi could walk through them leisurely, not to mention these servants, who couldn't even enter within a radius of three zhang.

The middle-aged official commanded a group of officials to shout behind him, but there was nothing he could do about it, and the people were all following from afar, wanting to see what Qianyi was going to do.

What Qianyi has to do is very simple, the crossroads are not far from the Qinxiang River, and Qianyi dragged people to the bank of the Qinxiang River without any hesitation, and threw this "patient" who was still convulsive and very dedicated along the way into the river.

"Poof"!

The people looked at the splash in the river and were dumbfounded, what was he going to do? Is he really going to destroy the corpses?!

However, to the even greater stunned of the people, the patient who was thrown into the water was still convulsing for a while, and only when he realized that he was in the water did he come back to his senses, and he was immediately terrified and screamed: "Help, help, I don't know water......"

The appearance of a dragon and a tiger, how can it still look like it is dying?