In the "Shishou Camp" military camp, the sergeants have already worshiped Yeming as a god, and they are all admired.

Ye Ming himself is not happy, he has already taken turns to see the situation of most of the people in the camp with extreme yin eyes and extreme yang eyes, a few people have really killed people, there is a murderous aura on their bodies, most of the others are waste snacks, so far, no target person has been found.

Yeming asked a centurion beside him:

"Mr. Wang Bai, are there so many people in your military camp?"

People in the army generally like to call centurion a hundred general, and a thousand commanders thousand general.

"Don't hide it from Mr. Yang, there are 5,000 people in the 'Shishou Camp' on the surface, but in fact there are only 1,000 people, and now there are 300 people in the camp, and the other 700 people are at home.

I didn't expect this Mr. Wang Bai to treat this matter as a military plane at all, so he told it all.

Ye Ming only then understood, no wonder it felt like there was no one in the camp who was looking for him, it turned out that most of them were not there.

"Don't these people usually go back to the camp?"

"The barracks are cold and boring, and I only come back when I am idle!"

Seeing the centurion say this, Yeming was a little helpless.

People who are evil in their bones are all restrained, and they look no different from ordinary people.

Although Ye Ming calculated that it was related to "Shi Shouying", as long as it was not in person, he did not have the ability to find this person accurately.

The centurion saw that Yeming was concerned about this matter, and thought that Yeming thought that the number of people in the barracks was too small to make a lot of money.

After thinking for a while, he spoke:

"Mr. Yang doesn't have to worry, in fact, it's not that there is no chance to call them back."

"I want to hear about it."

"Every month, Grandpa Guo will personally come to the barracks to inspect a circle, and the day of the next inspection is coming soon, a few of us can use this reason to gather everyone, and we will definitely be able to make more money then!"

Seeing that what the centurion said seemed to be feasible, Yeming also nodded and continued to tell people hexagrams.

After finishing the barracks, in the afternoon, it was Leader Xiao who personally sent Yeming back.

This time when I entered the city, there was no one who dared to collect the night tax again.

When I went back to the inn, I saw that Mai Sui, Wild Fruit, and Tear Ling were all there, and Yeming didn't say anything, so she wanted to tease Tear Ling.

Generally speaking, for Yeming's obviously ill-intentioned teasing, Tear Ling will subconsciously dodge, but this time Tear Ling didn't hide.

Yeming immediately found out that something was wrong, this tear Ling seemed to be a little weak-hearted......

"It seems that I went out for a trip, something happened, who will tell me what's going on?"

Wild Fruit raised his hand:

"Bad guys have taken us away."

When Ye Ming heard this, he seemed to be smiling and "looking" at Tear Ling.

Tear Ling's heart is empty:

"I, I found a monster that harms people, isn't this trying to get rid of the harm for the people? Just, just ......"

"And what kind of youkai did you get rid of?"

"Rat...... It is a super rat essence that has been cultivated for hundreds of years over the years, and has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and has been cultivated to be powerful and harmful to countless people......

Well, I'm just greedy, and I can't help it when I see the rat spirit. ”

Tear Ling talked nonsense for a while, but still chose to confess and be lenient.

Yeming asked about what happened, and the two children told me everything in a word.

"Thief ......"

The thief sent them back to the inn and left, not staying.

However, Tear Ling has already remembered the smell of the other party, and she can easily distinguish it next time she sees her.

The reason why I don't remember my appearance is because this thief is very clever in disguise, including the portraits on the wanted notice, all of which are fake.

For the next two days, Yeming went to the barracks to tell fortunes, and then checked everyone in detail, so as not to miss it.

At the end of the stall that afternoon, a centurion said that Grandpa Guo would come to the barracks the day after tomorrow to inspect them, and that the soldiers who were out would return to the camp tomorrow.

Yeming was very happy to hear the news, and took an extra handful of copper coins to the centurion.

The centurion was very happy, and he was more energetic.

Shortly after returning to the inn in the city that night, on the eve of the closing of the city gates, another group of people came from outside the city.

It was Quan Zong Zhuang Jing Hao and others, originally nine people, leaving a seriously injured person and a lightly injured person to take care of the seriously injured, and the remaining seven people all came to Shoushui City.

When the sergeant guarding the gate saw two women in the crowd with good looks, he immediately thought of teasing, but after seeing Jing Hao and the others show their swords, the guards immediately became obedient.

After Jing Hao and others entered the city, they also found an inn to live in, and by coincidence, they found an inn where Yeming lived temporarily.

Now there are only Yeming and their family of guests left in this inn, and when they saw a group of guests coming all of a sudden, the old face of the shopkeeper smiled brightly.

At this time, they just went downstairs for dinner, and the two sides met again.

"Mr. Yang!?"

Jing Ziruo looked at Yeming very carefully.

This time, Mai Sui didn't run away again, and after the last time, there was some friendship between the two.

I didn't expect to see Yeming here, Jing Ziruo came up enthusiastically and wanted to hug Tear Ling.

Tear Ling jumped away from Mai Sui's arms and fell into Yeguo's arms, just not letting Jing Ziruo hug her, which made Jing Ziruo resentful.

With such a good-looking cat, why don't you like yourself?

The two sides met and chatted for a while, and Jing Hao said that they would not stay in Shoushui City for too long, and they would continue to set off after resting for two days.

The next day, Yeming came to the "Shishou Camp" again.

The number of people in today's "Shishou Battalion" is obviously much larger than that of the previous few days, and some soldiers are boasting about Yeming's power with soldiers who have never seen Yeming, saying "Yang Banxian" and the like, and they have a very high opinion of Yeming.

Soon after the night dawn came, they were surrounded by soldiers, and many people took the initiative to ask for help with fortune telling.

In this regard, Yeming said, let those who have not calculated come first.

I counted dozens of people in the morning, and secretly observed most of the people in the camp, but I still didn't find it, which made Yeming a little strange, didn't that person return to the camp?

"Mr. Wang Bai, have all the people in the camp arrived today?"

"Almost, except for a few who fell ill, everyone else came."

"But anyone doesn't talk about me?"

When Wang Bai heard this, he looked at Ye Ming with some surprise, this person seemed to attach great importance to his reputation and wanted everyone to know him.

After thinking about it, Mr. Wang Bai clapped his hands and said:

"Don't say it, there's really a guy who doesn't like to talk about fortune telling."

"Where is this man now?"

"It's in the barracks, but this guy has a donkey temper and great ability, although he is only a chief, but no one dares to mess with him.

If Mr. Yang wants to tell him a fortune, I still don't recommend it, this guy is not easy to provoke, we don't need to earn his rotten copper! ”

"When you say that, Yang is even more curious, and he has to go and see it."

"Hey~~ I know that a master like you can't be persuaded, okay, I'll let someone take you to meet him."

Saying that, as if he was afraid that Yeming would misunderstand, he explained,

"It's not that I don't want him to come to see you, it's just that that guy doesn't listen to us at all, otherwise he wouldn't be a good guy now."

Yeming didn't mind this, as long as he could see him, it didn't matter who saw him.

According to the two sergeants, this person's name is Ma Zhen, a veteran of more than ten years.

Not long after, Yeming met this chief named Ma Zhen.

At that time, this man was wrapped in a wolfskin jacket, sitting in the military tent, with an empty wine jug beside him, his face was calm, and he looked unshaven, not aggressive, nor murderous.

If the other soldiers didn't know about this man's urine, they would definitely bully him as an honest man.

After entering the camp tent, Yeming sat directly opposite Ma Zhen.

The two sergeants who had brought him did not stop, and when they saw Yeming enter the tent, they turned and walked away quickly.

so as not to upset Uncle Ma and beat them up.

Ma Zhen didn't say anything about the blind man who suddenly sat down in front of him, and didn't seem to have any intention of speaking.

Yeming took off the gourd around his waist and poured a bowl of wine for Ma Zhen.

When Ma Zhen saw the wine, he didn't say a word, picked up the bowl and drank it all.

Seeing this at night, he poured it again, and Ma Zhen drank it again.

After repeating this, I drank more than a dozen bowls in a row.

Ma Zhen looked at the gourd in Ye Ming's hand, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This gourd is not ordinary.

"You are that Yang Banxian?"

Ma Zhen took the initiative to speak.

Ye Ming didn't speak, but motioned for Ma Zhen to reach out, Ma Zhen didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand, and Ye Ming directly took his pulse.

"You're lucky, several injuries are almost fatal, it's not easy to survive until now.

You should be in excruciating pain all over your body when it rains on a cloudy day now, especially in winter, you are in torment all the time, your personality becomes irritable and irritable, and you need to drink a lot of alcohol to numb yourself and relieve your pain......"

Yeming leisurely talked about Ma Zhen's situation, which surprised Ma Zhen.

"Can you help me heal?"

"Naturally."

"I also asked Yang Banxian to make a move, Ma is grateful."

"Asking me so soon?"

"How can anyone who has not suffered from this torment understand my pain? If it weren't for the unfinished business, I would have cut myself off a long time ago, and I wouldn't have survived until today. ”

"In that case, then I'll say it directly, you can save it, but you have to help me once."

"Good!"

Seeing that Ma Zhen agreed, Yeming directly asked him to take off his shirt.

Ma Zhen did not hesitate at all, stripped off his shirt, and exposed his breasts.

He has many scars left by healed wounds, of various sizes and shapes.

Ye Ming's eyes opened, and after carefully looking at Ma Zhen's body, he closed them again.

Ma Zhen was also surprised, he didn't expect the eyes of this "Yang Banxian" to be so peculiar.

After seeing Ma Zhen's condition, Yeming reached out and put his left shoulder on him, and with a stroke of his finger, his left shoulder was slashed.

Ye Ming's fingers reached directly into Ma Zhen's shoulder, buttoning something.

Even though Ma Zhen drank more than a dozen bowls of wine just now, he was still convulsed in pain at this time, and his face trembled.

Yeming didn't care about that, he just pulled something out of Ma Zhen's shoulder.

As the things under his shoulders were pulled out, Ma Zhen himself was shocked.

It turned out to be a finger-thick branch, three inches long, and it was pulled out of his shoulder.

This also reminded Ma Zhen of a time when he fell into the bushes on the battlefield, and he only felt a shoulder headache at that time, and then he didn't feel anything.

I haven't paid much attention to it, but when I think about it, I don't feel my scalp tingle.

Over the years, there has always been such a branch in his body?

Yeming threw away the branch casually, and pressed Ma Zhen's shoulder wound with his hand, and the black blood "brushed" out, which made people frightened.

After taking out the branches, Yeming went around to Ma Zhen's back and dug out a rotten iron arrow from his back.

After that, Yeming successively took out all kinds of things that did not belong to the human body on Ma Zhen's body, and released a large amount of bruises.

Ma Zhen himself was shocked and frightened.

How blessed is it that I can live for so many years?

If you want to be hard, I'm afraid I'm the only one.

After dealing with all of this, Ye Ming slapped Ma Zhen on the back with one palm after another.

Ma Zhen couldn't help but vomit.

After a while, a large pile of broken internal organs was spat out.

After spitting these, Ma Zhen felt that his body was weaker than ever.

Seeing that Ma Zhen's old injuries were almost treated, Yeming poured him another bowl of wine, and by the way, he sprinkled half a bowl of tiger bones and bear bone powder into it.

Ma Zhen picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Yeming looked at Ma Zhen, who was covered in "holes", and felt that it was still not very safe, what if these bone powder couldn't withstand it?

I got him another bowl of pure bone meal and told him to take it.

Don't worry that Ma Zhen will be weak, his body is not empty, if he was empty, he would have died a long time ago.

After some treatment, Ma Zhen felt an irresistible sleepiness, and he fell directly to the ground and fell asleep.

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