In Jinyang City, in the city lord's mansion, in a gloomy house, a thousand puppets wearing red ghost faces suddenly trembled.

As if sensing something, he tilted his head and looked at his right hand, which had fallen off for no reason, and fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of rotten flesh with a pungent smell.

"In this small Jinyang City, there are still such masters, it seems that what we are looking for is very likely to be here." Underneath the red ghost's face, a cold voice sounded.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the house, and the city lord Ye Heng was sweating profusely: "My lord, it's not good, one of the three puppet corpses you gave me earlier was tracking Qin Feng, and for some reason, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air. ”

"Where did you disappear?" The Thousand Golem asked.

"Outside a study building in the city called Tingyuxuan, Qin Feng often goes there to study." Ye Heng replied truthfully.

When the thousand puppets heard this, they didn't say anything, but said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"It's my honor to share the worries of adults." Ye Heng replied respectfully.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that under the sleeve of the right arm of the thousand puppets, several long hands of carrion stretched out, and in the blink of an eye, they were wrapped around Ye Heng's neck, and the more they were wrapped, the tighter they became!

"My lord, why is that?" Ye Heng's face was flushed, and he had difficulty breathing, he didn't understand why the other party suddenly made trouble when he didn't do anything wrong.

"I'm sorry, I have something to know, but I still think I'm better off looking at it than listening to you."

With a click, Ye Heng's head tilted and completely lost his breath, the flesh and blood on his body were continuously sucked by the long hand, and the right palm of the thousand puppets was also recondensed again.

It didn't take long for a pile of human skins to be left on the ground.

The long gray hair of the thousand puppets danced, and the ghost face trembled violently, and it took a long time before he calmed down, he seemed to have finished digesting Ye Heng's memory, and sneered: "Those old foxes of Fengtian City ......"

Looking at the human skin on the ground, the thousand golem snapped his fingers, and behind his wide black and white robe, there were pieces of flesh that kept wriggling, and then fell to the ground, slowly crawling into the human skin.

After a while, a lively city lord appeared in front of him again.

"Go ahead." A thousand puppets commanded.

"Ye Heng" hugged his fists and turned to leave.

At the same time, halfway from Fengtian City to Jinyang City, several mountain woodcutters did not take the ordinary path in order to cut firewood on the mountain.

One of them suddenly pointed to the edge of the woods and said in surprise: "Look at it, how the sedan chair is parked there, and a person carrying a sedan chair around you can't see it." ”

A few people were curious, and walked forward, only to see clothes all over the ground, not to mention a dozen, but not half a figure.

Smack!

One person stepped on a hard object, looked down and picked it up, and it was a sign with the word "work" written on it!

It was a token from the Ministry of Works, and the edge of the token was stained with some strange debris, which the woodcutter removed with his hand and crushed it with his fingers......

"It's minced meat!" The man was so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the token in his hand.

The strange environment of the scene, it is not difficult to guess that this group of people must have encountered something terrible when they were in a hurry, and this minced meat was left by those people.

Several people turned pale with fright, and rushed to their homes as if they were fleeing, where could they still care about chopping wood.

......

At night, Qinfu, at the lake pavilion.

Today's blue frost is not the same as before, she holds the hilt of the sword in her right hand, her expression is tangled, and she wants to speak again.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jianli felt the turbulent state of mind of the sword attendant beside him, and asked lightly.

"Miss, can you guide me in my cultivation?" Lan Ningshuang took a deep breath, made up her mind, and said something like this.

"Why?"

"I want to protect my uncle, but with my current ability, ......I can't do it at all" The tone was a little aggrieved.

Liu Jianli didn't respond, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, a fish jumped out of the lake and made a splash, breaking the silence.

The sword case trembled slightly.

"Draw your sword."

"Yes, miss." Lan Ningshuang looked excited.

The wind is rippling, and the silver light falls on the blade.

Tonight's Lake Pavilion is not destined to be calm, and it will be the same in the future.

......

Three days is not long, but it is not short.

Qin Feng was listening to the fourth floor of Yuxuan, watching day and night for three days and three nights, completely forgetting the passage of time.

This is really amazing when I hear Yuxuan, every time I go up the floor, the more types and quantities of books there are, and the quality is getting higher and higher.

Moreover, Qin Feng was also pleasantly surprised to find that in a medical book on the fourth layer, "Tianyuan Neijing", there was a theory about the repair of broken meridians.

However, when he finished reading the entire medical book, he did not seem very excited, but a little depressed.

The more you know, the greater your disappointment, no wonder there are so many doctors in Fengtian City, and no one can cure Liu Jianli's injury, because it is really difficult to ascend to the sky!

There are many difficulties raised in the medical book, but two of the most difficult ones are the ones.

First, the medicinal materials needed to repair the meridians are all rare in the world, and the time and financial resources required to collect them are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Second, the meridians are intricate, among which the slender ones may be like hair, and if you want to repair all the damaged meridians, you must reset the meridians one by one, and then use the silver needle to stain the liquid medicine, point at the broken part of the meridians, and repair it.

And once there is a slight mistake, the meridians are misconnected, or the meridians are punctured, the consequences are unimaginable.

"The first point is not bad, after all, behind Liu Jianli is the Liu family, and its position in the Great Qianli is very important, as long as Old Man Liu speaks, in the imperial capital, he will definitely go all out to search for those required medicinal materials.

The key is the second point......" Qin Feng frowned.

How is it possible to reset hundreds of intricately intertwined meridians one by one while not being able to see the meridians?

If nothing else, it would be an impossible task to carefully untangle the entwined meridians, unless someone could see through the flesh and blood......

"Huh?" Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

The authorities are obsessed with bystanders, am I not the man who can see through the world!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng looked excited, after all, he had already seen a glimmer of hope!

However, this matter cannot be carried out rashly, after all, he has no experience in treating diseases and saving people.

Although the damaged meridians can be seen, if the kung fu in the hands is poor, one of them does not grasp steadily, and the meridians are punctured, killing Liu Jianli......

Presumably, the old man Liu of the Liu family, the imperial capital, will come to the Qin Mansion with the Shenhou Army at that time.

Qin Feng imagined that scene for a moment, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Perhaps, I can first learn to treat diseases and save people according to the content of the medical book, and then find a way to heal Liu Jianli's injuries after accumulating enough experience."

Just as Qin Feng was thinking about it, the qi in the book "Tianyuan Neijing" suddenly poured into his body, and his consciousness was also brought into the sea of gods.

Qin Feng was startled at first, and then he was full of excitement, if he remembered correctly, when the "Chao Wenjing" taught the literary technique Hao Tianjing, it was just like now!