Ping Gaoyi, who had escaped from the Nanxi Station, stumbled through the forest, his left hand on his right shoulder, and the tips of his right fingers were dripping with a little blood.

After running a few miles away, Ping Gaoyi took a deep breath, raised his bloodied right hand, moved it lightly, and opened his palm, revealing a wound on the flesh.

"Whew...... Shi Li, this person can't be disguised! I didn't think archery was so good. Fortunately, my light skills are better, otherwise I would have failed today. ”

It turned out that just as the arrow was approaching, Ping Gao Yiben couldn't dodge it, so he desperately blocked his right hand in front of the arrow.

The whole arrow waited for him to grasp the edge of the arrow, and then passed through his fist, leaving such a wound in the palm of his hand.

The force of Gain's arrow was so strong that when it was grasped, it was as if it were holding a galloping horse, and the whole person was carried into flight. Even though Ping Gaoyi tried his best to reverse the direction, he still stretched his shoulder, and it was a little painful to move.

But that's a blessing!

must have been pierced through the heart by an arrow, and now Ping Gaoyi can run and walk, but there are some external injuries, which can be regarded as a great blessing.

It seems that the yamen is also very cautious about this matter, and even let the county lieutenant personally guard the scene. No matter what, inform the above and Young Master Fang Tai of this matter first, and then make plans after the turmoil subsides tonight. ”

Having made up his mind, Ping Gaoyi rested for a while, took care of the wound on his palm, turned around and wiped the traces of his coming, and turned around and headed towards the county seat.

Taking advantage of the fact that the news of someone breaking into the post station at night had not yet reached the county seat, the garrison strength was the same as when he left, Ping Gaoyi returned smoothly with light skills, changed into tattered clothes and came to a dilapidated temple in the city.

He limped in, leaning on a broken bamboo cane.

This is the hiding place of Ping Gaoyi.

Beggars are everywhere, and even if the war stops, there are always people who have nowhere to return for various reasons.

At this time, Ping Gaoyi's identity was a beggar who wandered from the next county.

Because he didn't know the rules of the curfew in Nanxi County, he went out at night to touch some food near the restaurant, but he was found fat and beaten by the soldiers, and on the way back, he was bitten by a wild dog on the hand.

These deeds are completely consistent with the wounds on his body, and even if the strip of cloth on his hand is opened, it is basically consistent with the marks of dog bites, so the disguise and rhetoric are so seamless that it is difficult for anyone to find the flaw unless they see it with their own eyes.

Ping Gaoyi said hello to several other beggars in the temple, complained about what happened to him at night, and then lay down on a pile of straw in the corner of the wall to rest.

Sure enough, around the third watch, the shouts of soldiers came from outside the ruined temple.

Several big-headed soldiers broke into the ruined temple and picked up the beggars one by one to check which one was wounded.

Ping Gaoyi was naturally also checked, but he only had a wound on his hand, which matched his statement, and the soldier didn't bother to go to the night patrol near the restaurant to check it.

Not to mention the hard work of the big night, isn't it very normal for these beggars to be beaten?

For Ping Gaoyi, the night was spent without danger.

Over at the Rejuvenation Medical Hall, Fang Tai was still drinking and talking with Hu Sanzhen.

said that it was a narrative, but it was just Hu Sanzhen babbling about his medical skills and what kind of patients he had met back then, and instructed Fang Tai not to tell Hu Wenxiu about the two of them drinking at night.

It's rare to meet a guy who doesn't stop him and can accompany him for a drink, Hu Sanzhen naturally wants to protect him.

"If you want to talk about this rejuvenation medical hall, do you know where the name came from? That's all the old man's resounding reputation among the people by relying on his real skills! ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that, sir? ”

"Hey, are you married?"

"No ......"

"Hey! There's a lot of attention to here, let me tell you......"

Hu Sanzhen was talking about Xingtou and wanted to talk to Fang Tai about his glorious deeds of saving thousands of men with three silver needles, when there was a sudden knock on the door outside the door.

Hu Sanzhen was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking and ordered Fang Tai to open the door: "Gao Tai, you go and see what the situation is first, I'll hide the wine jug first...... Go and go, Xiu'er was woken up after a while. ”

Fang Tai answered, and got up and walked towards the gate.

The people outside the door were not in a hurry, and they stopped after a few knocks, and after waiting for a while, they knocked a few times.

Fang Tai listened intently as he walked, and the footsteps outside were chaotic, as if there were many people running on the street.

At this time, the county seat has a curfew, and the only one who can make such a move is the county army.

Could it be that the murderer really showed up? That's why it's such a big battle?

With doubts, Fang Tai removed a piece of the door panel of the gate, and Sun Zhicai leaned in.

In a flash, Fang Tai saw a group of soldiers running down the street, not knowing what to do.

"Master Sun, I don't know what's the matter at such a late hour?" Fang Tai asked respectfully.

Sun Zhicai yawned a lot, and his expression was a little sleepy, but he still forced himself to circle around Fang Tai, looked up and down, and made sure that there were no wounds on his body before he spoke: "Is there anyone else who comes to see the doctor at night?" Especially trauma? ”

Fang Tai wondered, "Isn't there a curfew in the city?" Where will anyone come, tonight is very quiet. Why, Master Sun, could it be that something is going on? ”

As he was talking, Hu Sanzhen hid the wine jug, and also left for the front hall, just in time to meet Sun Zhicai's eyes.

Hu Sanzhen's strength didn't go away, and he still seemed to be a little resentful of Sun Zhicai, so he snorted a few times when he met, and said: "Take the medicine yourself, the noise at night has disturbed the old man's good dreams." "Walk away.

Sun Zhicai didn't even have the effort to see the courtesy, so he had to smile and bend over to watch the old man go back to the backyard.

When the people left, he turned around and said to Fang Tai: "It's an accident, Shi County Lieutenant found out that he was visiting the scene of the murder at the post station at night, and he blocked it, but he was run away." However, Master Shi shot him with an arrow, and it was estimated that he was seriously injured. According to his instructions, the pharmacy of the hospital should be strictly guarded to prevent the thief from pretending to see a doctor or stealing medicine to save himself, and he must find the person. ”

When Fang Tai heard this, his face was also surprised.

Aside from the fact that this was a normal reaction in line with Ping Gaotai's identity, he was indeed taken aback.

Because the person who visited the post station that night may be Ping Gaoyi who came to Nanxi County with him!

Before the two separated, he made it clear that he would take advantage of the fact that the murder had not been long in time, and then go to the post station to explore and see if there were any useful clues.

Could it be that this seriously injured man is him?!

But Sun Zhicai was in front of him, and even if Fang Tai was worried in his heart, he didn't dare to show it, so he had to continue to ask: "That...... So, Master Sun, how should we deal with it? This thief is stronger than martial arts, although I have practiced martial arts, but I dare not say that I can be the opponent of this person, Mr. Hu and Miss Wenxiu...... Why don't you ask your lord to call a few soldiers to stay here......"

Sun Zhicai glanced at him with disdain and said, "If you don't say that you have practiced martial arts, you will think of solving it by force whenever you encounter something." Stupid! If you encounter it, use poison, Tripterygium wilfordii, you know no, there is it in the medicine cabinet, and then pretend to put medicine on him and sprinkle it on the wound, won't you get it? If you don't dare to stabilize him and let Wenxiu find the soldiers on the street to report the news, won't it be over? ”

"Ahh......h That's what the adults say! ”

Sun Zhicai said and turned around skillfully re-putting the door panel back, and beckoned to Fang Tai: "Let's go, let's not go back to the yamen today, just sleep here." If a thief comes to the door, you can't rely on your brain. If those big-headed soldiers come to make trouble, I can also press it here, so as not to surprise Master and Xiu'er. ”

The house where Fang Tai is going to live now was originally Sun Zhicai's, and there was a big kang in it, which was originally used as a utility room for medicinal herbs, but no one lived in it for many days, and it was not picked up again until today.

After washing up, the two made do, and squeezed on the kang and slept for a night.

There was nothing wrong all night, and there were neither gangsters nor soldiers.

In the morning, Fang Tai opened his sleepy eyes, he was a little worried about Ping Gaoyi's whereabouts all night, and he didn't sleep very well.

Even if he wanted to go out secretly at night to explore, because Sun Zhicai was lying on the side, it was not easy to move.

Sun Zhicai slept comfortably and snored all night.

When he opened his eyes and saw Fang Tai's dark circles, he also asked, Fang Tai could only find a reason to say that he had some choices.

Sun Zhicai pursed his lips, obviously not taking this inexplicable squeamishness very seriously.

After getting up, Sun Zhicai got dressed and left in a hurry, saying that he was in a hurry to go to the yamen to order something, and Wu Xiancheng was still waiting for him to report to work.

When Hu Wenxiu got up, he saw Sun Zhicai running out, and said hello, but he couldn't leave him for breakfast.

Hu Sanzhen came out of the house with a button, snorted at Sun Zhicai's back, and said, "No matter what he does, the rice in the yamen may not be fragrant." ”

At this time, it was still early, so Hu Sanzhen set up a posture in the courtyard and slowly played a set of specious boxing techniques.

Mu Dongqing also got up early, said hello to Hu Sanzhen and went out.

Fang Tai washed his face and went to the kitchen to help Hu Wenxiu, Hu Wenxiu smiled and said, "No need, I will eat wontons this morning, and Brother Mu will buy them." Uncle Qian's wontons in the city are delicious! ”

"Uncle Qian?"

Fang Tai suddenly remembered the middle-aged man who dislocated his arm yesterday, and when he heard that he was beaten by the Hedong lion at home, he couldn't help but feel pity.

That's really ruthless......

He has nothing to do, he doesn't know Ping Gaoyi's whereabouts now, and it is not easy to leave the hospital for too long in broad daylight, otherwise as a new guy, this behavior seems a little unreasonable. So Fang Tai also found a corner in the yard to stretch and stretch, ready to practice his fists and feet.

In the past, the master taught most weapons, and he just practiced some common routines in his fists and feet, which was not very profound.

But when he was visiting Dragon Villa, when he saw Shen Jingxing's imperial skills, he was a little moved.

His own phaseless marksmanship is to imitate soldiers with guns, and can turn swords and spears into whips, while the trick of imperial soldiers is to imitate soldiers with fists, and when practiced to a high level, they can shoot qi soldiers out of thin air, and their power is extraordinary.

So can you also practice marksmanship all the way to boxing?

The most profound of the phaseless marksmanship is the phaseless gun's strength, but he can only rely on the essence of the phaseless gun's rigidity and softness, and it will be greatly weakened when replaced by iron.

What if it is replaced with fists and kicks?

When the time comes to use the power of the phaseless gun with the arm, what will be the power?

Thinking of this, Fang Tai couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, so he set up a pile under his feet, constantly recalling the key points in the phaseless marksmanship in his heart, and constantly running his internal breath, trying to condense it on his arm.