After a while, Yang Zhi asked, "Did he collapse when he arrived at the temple, or did he suffer from injuries after staying for a few days?"

Yang Zhi's expression was a little serious, and under the swaying of the candlelight, it looked gloomy; the little monk was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak, the monk Deshun had seen more scenes, and he had dealt with Yang Zhi for a long time, and he could be regarded as an acquaintance, knowing that Yang Zhi must have asked for a reason, he nodded and said:" He fell unconscious on the night he stayed, and when the master saw that he had been injured, he took him in with compassion, and was afraid that his enemies would come to him, so he moved him here, and told the people in the temple that he left in the middle of the night, and that I and Senior Brother Debin took care of him for the past few days. ”

Debin is the little monk, about ten years old, in fact, very spiritual, hearing the senior brother mention himself, his eyes can't help but light up, Yang Zhi said: "Master Deshun, please go and find the Zen master quietly, I will heal this guest." ”

Deshun has never practiced martial arts, even if he knows that Yang Zhi has evil intentions, there is no way to take Yang Zhi, hearing this, he immediately ran to find the Zen Master Jingwu, Yang Zhi asked the little monk Debin to boil a pot of boiling water; Yang Zhi saw that he was the only one left in the house, fed the civet cat three heavenly fodder fruits, held the civet's right hand, and a strong internal force entered it, and the two breaths swam in the civet's body. The internal strength of the civet cat is much lower than that of Yang Zhi, although it has taken a strange path, but it still has no resistance to Hua Penggong.

The civet cat opened its eyes slightly, looked at Yang Zhi, smiled reluctantly, and nodded; the civet has a deep memory of people, and has seen the face of Kou Xinya many times in Tangyin and other places, and then understood that it was another mask of Yang Zhi; Yang Zhi let go of his hand, helped the civet up, looked at the palm print behind the civet and said: "Don't speak, don't waste Lao Tzu's elixir true power, hurry up and heal your wounds." ”

Zen Master Jingwu rushed from the temple when he heard the news, saw that the civet had woken up, sat up and exercised, did not dare to say a word, beckoned Yang Zhi to the outside of the house, and asked the little monk Debin to take all the items of the civet and said: "The old man is stupid, the donor can wake people up in such a short time, it must be a noble person, and this person is destined to escape, the pearls that this person carries are the Hepu Nanzhu of Jiaozhou, which is worth a thousand gold, but this person is not a person from the Central Plains, and his identity is not trivial, at least he is a wealthy family in Goryeo, or a famous family." ”

Jiang is old and spicy, even if Yang Zhi didn't say anything, Zen Master Jingwu also guessed that Yang Zhi was interested in this wounded, otherwise who would save a person who didn't know the origin for no reason; Goryeo and Hepu one is in the north and the other is in the south, Jingwu Zen Master can tell the difference clearly, the identity of this monk is not simple, Yang Zhi said carefully: "Zen master, this is too early, this person may not be a businessman." I just helped him heal his wounds, and now his pulse has been calmed, and he can speed up his strange breathing technique, and now he has no worries about his life, and he will be able to wake up completely tomorrow morning. I would like to ask the Zen master for help me go to the market tomorrow morning to buy two ginseng plants. ”

Hebei produces ginseng, if it weren't for the scruples in the temple, Yang Zhi should have bought some meat, bones, fish, and fish to replenish the body of the civet cat; Zen Master Jingwu was actually surprised, but after thinking about it, saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and people are in the temple, and it is impossible not to touch their hands. Jingwu Zen Master does not know how many strange things he has seen in his life, and he does not take these to heart, seeing that the civet cat's injury is stable, Yang Zhi is an expert again, and the little monk of Jingwu Zen Master stayed here to accompany him, and he and the monk Deshun went back to the temple first.

Yang Zhi smiled secretly in his heart, couldn't the Zen Master of Pure Enlightenment see that the spirit cat and himself had too many good things and accidents, the origin must be unusual, but there was still a knot in the heart of the Pure Enlightenment Zen Master, and when he needed help, he could see the ability of himself and the spirit cat, so he put all the other things aside. The little monk Debin was very excited, it was rare to encounter such a big scene, plus Yang Zhi gave two taels of silver, and he was so busy at a young age that he was so tired that he fell asleep.

The civet cat finally exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at Yang Zhi helplessly, and said, "Your internal strength has risen sharply now, you should already be a fifth-order master, and you have been hiding us so hard." ”

Yang Zhi poured a bowl of water for the civet cat, handed it over, and asked with a flashing eye: "I heard that someone robbed the dart, what is going on, Chen Guang is good at marksmanship, who injured you?"

The civet cat took the water bowl and said: "To be honest, I have always felt that it is a bit exaggerated that you are so careful, but apart from this matter, I can only say that you, the eldest brother, have a more vicious vision than me." I was injured by an old man who sold tea, and as soon as the carriage arrived in the woods that day, I knew that it was not good, especially when a tea stall was placed not on the main road, but on a remote road, which was even more suspicious.

It was Chen Guang who gave me a chance, Chen Guang found something abnormal, and immediately tried to control Li Wanhua, but the old man who sold tea was too clever in swordsmanship, and used my sword to join forces with Li Wanhua to kill the people in the dart game. I took the opportunity to use my unique secret technique to unlock the acupoint, wounded the old man with a dart, and snatched back the sword, but Li Wanhua ran to two accomplices, a man and a woman, I killed the woman, but the old man slapped me from behind, and I had no choice but to escape. I thought that the agreement with you was Jinshan Temple, so I ran all the way over, and as soon as I stayed in the temple, I couldn't support it anymore. ”

"So, you didn't kill Li Wanhua. Yang Zhi groaned and said, "You left the official road that day, was it Li Wanhua's idea, or Chen Guang's idea?"

"Chen Guang. The civet cat did not delay in the slightest, and said with certainty: "Chen Guang also took a dark dart and sent a thousand-year-old ginseng to the tea stall, that is, to the old man who received the goods, and the two of them exchanged the tokens, by the way, the old man's name is Li Ying." ”

Li Ying, the horse dealer who deceived Du Xing, didn't expect to be a person from the desert gate, Yang Zhi smiled and said: "As long as the person is fine, you can rest, I will go to guard the door." ”

The civet cat was about to raise his head to say a word of thanks, but when he looked up, he saw that Yang Zhi's face suddenly became stern, and he said coldly with internal force: "Shadow." ”

The civet cat felt that it had been punched hard, its heart shrank violently, its ears suddenly rang, and its eyes were involuntarily surprised; Sun Erniang and Senior Brother Wan can easily sell their fellow disciples if they are for money, and the desert gate really has no merit at all.

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