"If it is not an incurable disease, it will not be treated, if it is not in a good mood, and if it is not pleasing to the eye, it will not be treated...... What a three-no-doctor! ”

In the medical hall, Uncle Zhao glanced at the wooden board written by Xiucai at the door, and walked in with a smile.

"Your kid prepared two plaques early in the morning, first use Jishitang to accumulate fame, and then change to three non-doctors, this abacus is loud enough!"

Uncle Zhao said with a smile.

"I originally thought that I would wait for me to break through the innate realm, and then go to Guangyang Mansion to buy some medicinal materials, and then hang out the brand of the three non-doctors, but now that there is the movable type signboard of Invite Yue, I am not short of fame, and I don't have to wait until the innate realm to buy medicinal materials, and Invite Yue also helped me buy them, so that my plan can naturally be advanced!"

Mu Xuan told Uncle Zhao his original plan.

"With those three rules, you can practice with peace of mind!"

Uncle Zhao smiled and nodded, "That's fine, in the rest of the days, I can be more relaxed with the old man!" ”

"Besides, the old man thinks there's something you need to touch!"

Uncle Zhao stepped forward with a smile and said softly.

Mu Xuan's brows furrowed when he heard this, he didn't care about Uncle Zhao's later words, on the contrary, the previous sentence made Mu Xuan pay special attention, "Uncle Zhao, what do you mean by the remaining days?" Are you leaving? ”

Mu Xuan was a little flustered, don't!

He dared to open a medical clinic so unscrupulously, and he also set up those three rules, just because Uncle Zhao was by his side!

Otherwise, if someone with high strength came to Mu Xuan for medical treatment, would Mu Xuan dare to say no?

What do you say? Inviting the moon and the stars?

Are they here?

People with sects will throw rat traps, and they dare not offend Mu Xuan, after all, the mountain gate is here, and if they dare to provoke Mu Xuan, they have to beware of their sect being wiped out!

But those rivers and lakes may not be free, people wander the world, and the barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes!

Not to mention that there are sects and sects that do not deal with each other, and it is not impossible to borrow Mu Xuan to deal with the sects that are hostile to them.

Jianghu, what a mess!

Mu Xuan wanted to hug Uncle Zhao's thigh and say: Uncle Zhao, I really can't do without you!

"The old man's old friend is coming back, and when you break through the innate, I'm going to go with my friend to meet a few old friends!"

Zhao Bo said leisurely, he had made up his mind, even if Mu Xuan splashed and rolled in front of him, he would not be soft-hearted.

"Besides, didn't you kid listen to what the old man said just now?"

Uncle Zhao's eyes narrowed, and Mu Xuan's heart sighed, this Uncle Zhao's heart is small!

Mu Xuan hurriedly recalled, "You said that there is something you want me to contact, what do you want me to contact?" ”

Uncle Zhao smiled, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "I'll ask you...... Have you ever killed someone?! ”

Mu Xuan's face was strange for a while, what Uncle Zhao said, wouldn't this be it?

Mu Xuan thought for a while, nodded for a while, then shook his head again, and finally nodded again.

This series of actions made Zhao Bodu confused.

"I guess I've been killed, right?"

Mu Xuan said tentatively, and then told Uncle Zhao the news that he had fallen from the sky and killed two thieves.

Zhao Bo listened, shook his head with a smile, "Unintentional mistakes, it can't be regarded as active killing!" ”

"What the old man wants you to do is very simple, I want you to kill all the thieves in Cuiwei Mountain! Men and women, young and old, not one left! ”

Zhao Bo said with a smile, his voice was poignant, like a ghost, his eyes were solemn, at this moment, Mu Xuan felt the power of Sunflower Ancestor from his body!

"This is the last lesson the old man taught you before leaving, you can't let go of anyone who should be killed!"

"And! Chop the grass and eradicate it! ”

The smile on Zhao Bo's face disappeared and he shouted.

"These thieves burn, kill and loot, the old man dares to guarantee! Every one of them has human blood on their hands! ”

"They all deserve to die!"

Seeing that Mu Xuan didn't speak, Zhao Bo finally showed a smile on his face, "Are you thinking, it's good to punish the evil, why do you want to leave no one behind?" ”

Mu Xuan shook his head slowly, "If you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, there will be endless troubles in the future, I still understand the truth!" ”

Mu Xuan still understands the reason, but he is a modern person, and if he wants to kill in the mountains, he has to do a psychological construction, right?

Uncle Zhao obviously didn't expect Mu Xuan to also think of this layer, and then the trance on his face disappeared in an instant, and he said, "In the past, there was a hero, he had a deep blood feud with a cottage, although he avenged the blood and the sea of blood, but he released his enemy's child, guess the result?" ”

"That kid had an adventure, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and later killed the hero's entire family, including his ten-month-old child!"

Uncle Zhao played with a hand and asked and answered himself.

"If you do it in the future, if you cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, think about it first, will the person you let go of be the child, your child, your family, and will they all be killed by people seeking revenge!"

"The group of children in Cuiwei Mountain have lost their conscience, and the merchants in the past are used by them as meat targets, used to shoot arrows and stab to death, and there are not a few people who die in their hands!"

Uncle Zhao's words were quite inflammatory, Mu Xuan had already recognized Uncle Zhao's ideas, and now he recognized it even more.

It's just that he hasn't killed anyone!

The last time I stoned someone to death, it was just an unintentional mistake.

Now I want him to go on a killing spree if he hasn't killed anyone......

Uncle Zhao also saw Mu Xuan's entanglement, and did not force Mu Xuan, and said with a smile, "You bring a money bag, fill it with silver, and go to Cuiwei Mountain!" ”

"Sometimes, you don't want to make a move, but someone always forces you to do it!"

Zhao Bo said leisurely, and then threw the money bag full of silver to Mu Xuan, who reached out and took it, hung it around his waist, and then walked outside.

He won't provoke people in the future, but if someone provokes him, is it difficult to let him go?

If the other party will repay him, the one who suffers the loss must be himself, and it will not work if he returns to the mountain!

In this way, killing people is indeed a compulsory lesson for Mu Xuan!

Uncle Zhao's intentions Mu Xuan can also guess a thing or two, he took a money bag full of silver up the mountain, and with his bare hands, in the eyes of those bandits, it was a piece of fat, and anyone who saw it wanted to take a bite.

If they took the initiative, Mu Xuan would naturally not tolerate it.

Zhao Bo could see that Mu Xuan was not bloodless and ruthless, but he just lacked determination.

Since this is the case, then he will help Mu Xuan!

"The Cuiwei Mountain bandits don't have a backstage, if they do it, you can do it!"

"As for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled...... It's up to you! ”

"The old man just said one word, think about your future family, think about your future children, cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, there will be troubles in the future!"

Zhao Bo said leisurely, and when he finished speaking, Mu Xuan's figure had disappeared into the street.

Mu Xuan left for a while, and then Uncle Zhao walked out of the medical hall with a smile, closed the door, and walked towards Cuiwei Mountain.

In a flash, it went from day to night.

As the sun sets, the elder who pulls Uncle Zhao's shadow up.

Zhao Bo stood at the door of Heifeng Village in Cuiwei Mountain, looking at the several corpses scattered in the gate, most of them were poked by a finger in the death hole, and some were penetrated by sword qi.

"The work is neat enough!"

Zhao Bo sighed with a smile.

Zhao Bo took one step, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the village with the door wide open from more than a hundred steps away.

Uncle Zhao walked in slowly, looked left and right, looking at the corpse of the child lying on the ground, Uncle Zhao couldn't help but nod lightly, it's okay, at least he is not soft-hearted!

Uncle Zhao continued to walk forward, and accidentally ran into a few live mouths, Zhao Bo didn't say a word, still with that smiling expression, and then stepped on it, with a slight force on his feet, and those few remaining live mouths were instantly dead.

Well, it's still a little disadvantageous to take back his previous words, but it's understandable, after all, it's the first time!

Uncle Zhao checked again.

Please forgive him, he was an errand boy in the palace when he was young, and he was doing dirty work at the beginning, and this kind of thing has accompanied him in his twenty-year career, and he is used to it, occupational disease!

After making sure that there was no living mouth, Zhao Bo went down the mountain and left Heifeng Village.

As for our protagonist Mu Xuan, he is in a somewhat depressed mood at the moment.

As Zhao Bo expected, as soon as he went up Cuiwei Mountain, a thief surrounded him, and when he came up, he didn't speak, and cut off his head directly.

Mu Xuan naturally fought back.

When he killed those adult bandits, Mu Xuan still didn't have any psychological burden, but when he arrived in the cottage, when Mu Xuan met those children, his heart softened.

Just when Mu Xuan was thinking about whether to let them go, the eyes of those children who wanted to devour Mu Xuan alive made Mu Xuan's originally restless heart calm down instantly.

Twisting a neck with one hand, Mu Xuan has no psychological pressure.

The entire cottage was all slaughtered by Mu Xuan!

Of course, this is just what Mu Xuan himself thought, and the remaining few living Mu Xuan did not find it.

Mu Xuan staggered back to the hospital, and Uncle Zhao came up and began to taunt, "You are still a doctor, can't you tell if you are dead or not?" Seven live mouths! If it weren't for the old man who helped you mend the knife, decades later, your family might be poisoned by them! ”

Mu Xuanchang exhaled a long breath, without the idea of arguing with Uncle Zhao, stretched his waist, turned around and lay on the rocking chair on the side.

Uncle Zhao's last lesson was really a little bloody!