"Doctor, can I cure this injury?"

"Little brother, if there is anyone else you want to meet, let's meet quickly. The doctor shook his head and walked out with the medicine box.

Listening to the footsteps, the doctor had just come downstairs when there was an inquiry.

"Have you seen this person?"

"I've seen it up there, but I'm seriously ill. ”

Chu Tianxing's palm was already pitch black, and his consciousness was also a little trance, hearing these words, he knew that he had been hunted down, so he had to escape through the window.

Walking on the street, I thought to myself that the world is so big, where can I go? If I want to go back to the desert tavern, the knifeless guest must have a way to save himself, but it will take at least three days to go back, and I am afraid that with the current situation, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold it there, not to mention that Chu Tianxing does not want to flee back like this.

In such a daze, Chu Tianxing felt that someone was calling him, and he looked for a voice, and a banner read: Immortals guide the way.

Chu Tianxing walked over with a wry smile, the fortune teller was a spirited white-haired old man, wearing a Tai Chi robe, looking like a fairy wind and bones.

The fortune teller said with a solemn face: "I look at Xiaoyou, there will be a bloody disaster in the dark of Yintang." ”

Chu Tianxing weakly put his already pitch-black palm in front of Lao Dao, and Lao Dao didn't say anything with a solemn face.

"Master, help me choose a place where I can see the desert. ”

Lao Dao hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, ten taels of silver." ”

Chu Tianxing opened his mouth to speak, but fell to the ground.

The people around looked over here, and Lao Dao hurriedly helped Chu Tianxing up and left with him.

Lao Dao took Chu Tianxing to a place where no one was, threw him on the ground and muttered: "I'm tired of Dao Master, I'm tired." He turned around and wanted to leave, but turned back again, groping on Chu Tianxing's body, and then sat on the ground with a disappointed face.

After resting for a while, seeing that Chu Tianxing still had no signs of waking up, he probed his nose and was still alive, Lao Dao's eyes turned and he had an idea, and left the downtown area with Chu Tianxing on his back, turning left and right, and the more he walked, the more sparsely populated, surrounded by a strong smell of blood and medicine.

Walked until he walked outside a vermilion gate, and then stopped, and the two big black letters on the door plaque read: quack.

Lao Dao buckled the door, and a little scholar opened the door through a crack, looked at Lao Dao, and then opened the door to let Lao Dao in.

After a while, Lao Dao walked out happily, with an extra cloth bag in his hand, and weighed it a few times, it seemed that it should be a lot of silver taels.

After the old Dao left, Dao Tong shouted as he ran: "Master, send another one." ”

"What are you shouting, don't you see Master saving people?"

"You're testing the drug. ”

"Get out of the way and play. ”

The courtyard is very large, surrounded by side houses, in the middle is a separate two-story building, which looks gloomy, and there is a stream in the courtyard, the scholar walked out with an innocent face, and after a lot of effort, he pulled Chu Tianxing to the wooden bridge next to the stream, and then turned around and left.

Until it was getting late, the scholar was cooking on a fire in the courtyard, and an old man with a sharp chin and thinning hair and a pair of goatees hanging from the corner of his mouth came out of the house.

The scholar hurriedly sighed for not self-healing and serving a good meal, and not self-healing.

"What's the matter, Master, didn't you save anyone?"

"That's not it, it's just that now the antidote pill of the five poisonous palms is becoming popular on the market, although the teacher has excellent medical skills, but there are no patients, I don't know how toxic it is. ”

"You're simmering this rice. ”

Dao Tong was afraid of being scolded, so he pointed at Chu Tianxing who was lying on the ground with chopsticks, and glanced at it without medical treatment: "This is ......"

Chu Tianxing also woke up, looked at the dark night, turned his head and saw an old man with an obscene face walking towards him.

Chu Tianxing thought to himself: Am I dead? It turns out that Meng Po is a man.

He walked up to Chu Tianxing and said, "Come over and eat something." ”

Chu Tianxing stood up in a trance, and the two-story building in front of him looked eerie and terrifying, and there were constant painful moans coming from inside, making him even more sure that he was dead.

Chu Tianxing came to the dining table and sat down and said, "Come on, serve the soup." ”

Dao Tong glanced at him and gave him a bowl of boiled porridge, Chu Tianxing took the bowl and muttered with tears in his eyes: "No Knife Ke, Jin Niang, Shi Liang, and my parents who I haven't met, goodbye." ”

I drank this bowl of boiled porridge in one go, and I thought that this Meng Po soup was too unpalatable, no wonder I didn't want to die.

The old man and the scholar looked at him as if they were a little stupid, thinking that it was a symptom of the Five Poisonous Palms, so they hurriedly recorded it with a pen.

In Chu Tianxing's eyes, he was writing a book of life and death.

The old man saw that he had finished eating and asked, "Young man, another bowl?"

"Meng Po soup is still full?"

"What a mess, I'll see a doctor for you after eating. ”

"I'm not dead yet?"

The scholar couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up the bench and smashed Chu Tianxing unconscious.

"What are you doing here?"

"He's too inkblotted. ”

An old man and a young man packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and carried Chu Tianxing into the house to prepare for treatment.

He didn't have a self-doctor for Chu Tianxing, frowned, thought about it and said: "Apprentice, take three coins of crane top red, a pair of dried toads, a snake gall, a centipede, and a poisonous rat, and put them in a jar." ”

"Master, is this saving people or killing people?"

"If I had come half a day earlier, I would have amputated his arm, and now that the poison has entered the five internal organs, even I only have one try. ”

After the doctor finished speaking, he took out the knife and cut Chu Tianxing's pulse, black blood spurted out like a blood line, and the scholar put Chu Tianxing's arm in a large bucket on the side, containing poisonous blood.

Chu Tianxing was awakened by this intense pain, and he didn't instruct himself: "Thousand-year-old blood ginseng!"

The scholar hurriedly took out a blood-red ginseng and handed it to the non-self-doctor.

"The kid is cheap for you, don't bite in the air. After speaking, he put the blood ginseng into Chu Tianxing's mouth.

Black blood kept oozing out, and Chu Tianxing's arm also turned from pitch black to light purple.

Without self-healing, he quickly bandaged the wound and commanded: "If you don't want to die, you can protect your heart and blood and force the poisonous blood to your right arm." ”

Chu Tianxing's mind was a little trance, he forcibly beat his mental luck to heal his injuries, closed the door with the scholar without self-medicine, and carried out the vat full of poisonous blood.

"Master, is he saved?"

"I have done what I can do, and I will not be able to survive to see his creation. ”

"Master, why do you only save half of the people every time you save them?"

"That's enough, the healer heals the body and not the heart, I am only responsible for pulling out half of the patient's foot when he steps into the palace of Hades, whether he enters or not depends on himself, it takes great courage to live. ”

The scholar nodded thoughtfully, took out a long wick and placed it in the blood-soaked bucket, and lit it.

Quacks do not heal themselves There is a special rule, every time they see a seriously injured person, they will take the patient's blood as lamp oil, if the lamp burns out, whether the patient is seriously ill or has improved, no more medical treatment will be carried out without self-treatment, many people call it the lamp of life.

There are masters in all the major sects on the rivers and lakes who have been cured by not self-healing, and there are also famous people who have died without healing, so it is easy for no one to find a non-self-healing treatment, unless there is little hope, they will send people to come.

Chu Tianxing's life lamp was constantly burning, and there was a deathly silence in the house, until noon the next day, when the door of the quack mansion was knocked again.

The scholar opened the door through a crack, and saw that the old fortune teller from yesterday was still outside the door, but the door was kicked open directly, and the brocade guards wearing flying fish suits entered the two sides of the column, and the person in the middle was the person who injured Chu Tianxing that day.

He said lightly: "Master Li, what's the matter?"

"An assassin has infiltrated your house, and I am here to ensure your safety. ”

"I don't have any assassins here, only wounded patients. ”

Lord Li also saw the large bucket on the ground, and more than half of the blood in it had been burned, and it would be burned out in less than an hour.

Master Li knew that there was not a single master in this quack doctor's house, but he did not dare to act rashly, and after a cult master was cured by not self-healing, he robbed the money that did not heal himself, and within three days, the head of the sect personally presented that person's head, and also paid a lot of silver taels.

Chu Tianxing's injuries in the house have been healed for the most part, but his body is still a little weak, and at this moment, the Jinyi guard is guarding the door outside, and he doesn't dare to go out easily.

Chu Tianxing quietly came to the second floor, trying to find a sword to take advantage of, and found that there were some bottles and cans of medicine here, so he had to push open the window and plan to escape from behind.

The window was opened by him a gap, and when he carefully observed the surroundings, he did not find any ambush Jinyi guards, which made Chu Tianxing overjoyed and quietly turned over the window.

At this time, Lord Li was a little impatient at the door, and said, "Someone is coming in to search." ”

He sneered in front of the door, "Where are you here?"

"We are arresting the rebellion of the imperial court, and if you must stop it, you will be dealt with as a crime of collaborating with the enemy. ”

"Lord Li is such a big shelf, whether to rebel or not is not a matter of your words. ”

"Old man, don't be embarrassed!"

Chu Tianxing, who was already preparing to escape, stopped, it was not easy for him to escape the pursuit of Jinyiwei with his current physical condition, but this self-treatment saved his life, the best way was to escape quietly by himself, and he would have the opportunity to repay this quack doctor in the future, but if Jinyiwei did what he would do to the quack today, no one would know.

Chu Tianxing shouted loudly, "Master, I'm here!" After shouting, he fled to the distance on the courtyard wall.

"Chase!"

The brocade guards were about to go after them, but the quack doctor stopped them and said, "Everyone is gone, please do the same." ”

Master Li waved his hand and retreated with all the brocade guards, don't look at the flying and domineering that he said before, but these brocade guards really didn't dare to provoke quacks, they were afraid that they would be killed by the hermit masters one night.

He came to the door and said, "I heard that you have a rule that you can't let the sick die in front of you?"

The scholar pouted and said, "Indeed......"

The non-self-doctor on the side grabbed the scholar and didn't let him continue, and Master Li suddenly slapped the fortune teller on the body, and the old man fell straight to the ground, and blood kept gushing out.

Seeing the quack's angry expression, Lord Li was very happy, so he led the people to leave to hunt down Chu Tianxing.

If you don't self-medicate, you hurriedly rescued Lao Dao with the scholar, but after only a cup of tea, Lao Dao died of anger, not because the quack medical skills are not high, but because this palm is too heavy, and Lao Dao's body is weak.

He scolded himself angrily: "Just to make me sad, kill an old man in his last years, brute!"