"Uncle Shi, what is the origin of this new Brother Chen in our village?"

On the way to Chen Ziang's pharmacy, Zhao Xiaoer's eyes flashed with gossip, and he asked the stone blacksmith.

Chen Ziang came here last year, Zhao Xiaoer has only seen him twice, and he doesn't know much, but he thinks this person is very good, gentle to others, and interesting to speak, unlike Mr. Teaching, who is a child when he opens and closes.

"Right...... Let's ......."

The stone blacksmith took a puff of dry cigarette, then tilted his head sideways, and said mysteriously: "Let me tell you! I heard that this little brother Chen is a famous doctor in the capital. ”

"Really?"

Zhao Xiaoer's mouth was wide, he only saw Chen Ziang's wine-making technique, but he didn't know how his medical skills were, at this time, his heart couldn't help but start to turn his thoughts, is it to bring some plasters when he brings out the wine?

"I've heard that too. ”

The stone blacksmith touched the back of his head with a humble face, and continued: "I also heard that his lady was originally a famous Qing Pavilion person in the capital!

Looking at the side again, Zhao Xiaoer, who had his big mouth open, had already stared at him, his spirit began to be in a trance, and a love story that could be sung and cried was automatically compiled in his mind.

The village is not big, and the road is not long, and after a while, Chen Ziang saw Zhao Xiaoer with an excited face.

"Doctor Chen, long admiration!

Zhao Xiaoer held Chen Ziang's hands excitedly, turned his head, and said, "Where did Mrs. Sister-in-law go?"

Chen Ziang froze for a moment, and then looked next to him, there was a stone blacksmith with a strange smile on his face.

With a stone blacksmith as a lobbyist, Zhao Xiaoer successfully got two more jars of wine, and exchanged the goods he brought for some plasters for treating bruises, and then reluctantly left.

It's a pity that Su Qiaoer has been staying in the backyard, and his idea of letting him see the celebrities in the capital has not come true.

Leading his donkey cart, he turned back to the county town along the rugged and difficult mountain road, and looked at the four jars of wine that were steadily placed in the back carriage, Zhao Xiaoer couldn't help but smile.

No matter what Brother Chen's medical skills are, with these four jars of wine, he will make money this time.

After a few turns on the streets of the dilapidated town, the donkey cart finally stopped at the gate of an ordinary small courtyard, Zhao Xiaoer jumped off the back of the donkey, and yelled towards the courtyard.

"Mother-in-law, open the door! I'm back!"

"Squeaky ......"

The dilapidated wooden door opened casually, and Zhao Xiaoer smiled while lifting a jar of wine: "You mother-in-law, why haven't I seen you so neat in the past?"

Turning around, his body trembled suddenly, and his hands loosened.

"Bang dang!"

The jar fell to the ground and fell apart, and the aroma of the wine escaped.

But I saw that there was a cold-faced brocade guard with a spring knife embroidered on his waist and hips and a flying fish suit standing in front of his house.

"Big ...... My lord?"

The muscles on Zhao Xiaoer's face began to stiffen, and his mouth stammered, and there was no longer the neat corners of his mouth on weekdays.

"Zhao Xiaoer, right, come with me!"

That Jin Yiwei obviously liked Zhao Xiaoer's frightened expression at this time, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Plop!"

Zhao Xiaoer suddenly knelt on his knees and fell heavily to the ground.

"My lord, I don't know anything!"

"What do you know? Do you know what I'm trying to ask? You don't know anything!"

The brocade guard twitched the corners of his mouth, pulled out the embroidered spring knife, put it on his neck, and said coldly: "Come with me, if you explain honestly, I will spare your life!"

At the time of the third watch, a corner of the town.

The brocade guard who captured Zhao Xiaoer was standing respectfully aside, while a middle-aged man with two mustaches on his upper lip and a hazy sleepiness on his face was holding his cheek with one hand, looking at a stack of white papers on the table with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Hundreds of people don't pay taxes and don't serve in the military, this is not a trivial matter!"

He said that it was not a trivial matter, but his tone did not mean that he cared in the slightest.

When his subordinates heard that he tore down the notice, they felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, it was true!"

The brocade guard below hurriedly nodded in agreement, and asked for credit for himself by the way.

"But it has nothing to do with us, does it? ”

This hundred households snorted and shrugged their shoulders.

"What are you going to do?"

"My lord, will you look at this again?"

Seeing that his own Shangguan had an attitude of turning big things into small things and small things into nothing, he couldn't help but feel anxious, he was not like his own Shangguan, but he was a thoughtful person who wanted to drill up.

"What's wrong with this?"

Baihu picked up one of the papers, but saw that it was written on the physiognomy of Hu Buwei, a pig killer in the village.

"Don't you think this man's description sounds familiar, my lord?"

"Familiar?"

Baihu took a closer look, frowned, and raised his voice a little.

"What do you look familiar with? You can tell you what you want, what kind of circle?"

"Yes, sir!"

Jin Yiwei's face was straight, and he said: "My subordinates suspect that this pig killer Hu Buwei is the blood butcher Hu Youwei who destroyed the Sima family eighteen years ago!"

"Eighteen years ago, you were talking about the Jiangnan hero Sima Xin's family, right?"

Baihu touched the mustache on his lips with his hand and said with a smile: "No, there is promising! Interesting, interesting." ”

"I remember that Sima Xin had a son who did not die, and later joined us Jinyiwei. ”

"That's right, Sima Yu, the Thousand Households of Nanzhen Fusi!"

Jin Yiwei nodded hurriedly, his eyes full of desire.

"Hehe......"

Eerie laughter rang out from the darkest corners of the town, adding to the night.

As night fell, the small mountain village slowly became silent, and only the sound of insects sounded from time to time.

The pharmacy had long since closed, and in the backyard, Chen Ziang was sitting cross-legged under a locust tree, polishing his true qi and slowly improving his cultivation.

"No wonder there are so many masters among the eunuchs, you have one less thing than ordinary people, don't you have one less distraction? Don't you feel bored practicing like this every day?"

On a recliner, Su Qiao'er stared at the starry sky with blank eyes, while whispering to Chen Ziang.

"You're in a bad mood today?"

Chen Ziang opened his eyes, as an innate real person, and during this period of time, he diligently cultivated the Divine Light Inner Illumination Method, his spirit was transparent, and he could easily perceive the mood fluctuations of others.

And today, since the merchant Zhao Xiaoer came, Su Qiaoer's spirit has been wrong, full of decadence. And in order not to embarrass herself on weekdays, she never mentions the word eunuch.

"Hmm!"

Su Qiao'er let out a muffled snort in her throat.

"Is it because of the affairs of the Nine Emperor Princes, and you are also involved?"

Chen Ziang's mind turned, and he tentatively spoke.

"I've met the Nine Emperor Princes a few times, and he's a very mild-tempered young man. ”

Su Qiao'er closed her eyes, and her voice was a little low.

"It's not a good thing to be mild-mannered in the royal family, and he's one of the few best candidates to compete for the throne. ”

Chen Ziang's voice was cold, and he continued: "In that case, the matter of the Nine Emperor Princes is the hand of King Xin?"

"I don't know. ”

Su Qiao'er opened her eyes again, and her eyes were blank.

Chen Ziang nodded and said no more, since he decided to get rid of these disputes and live a leisurely life, he would no longer put his mind on this. It's Su Qiao'er, she is changeable and sentimental, I can only hope that she will slowly forget about these in the future.

Seeing that Su Qiao'er didn't mean to speak again, he just shook his head slightly, and he didn't advise. As for the matter of King Xin and the Nine Emperor Princes, he was most interested in the Lin Grand Commander, but now he was not interested in making trouble with him!

The mind sinks, falls into a fixed state, the innate true qi in the body runs in an orderly manner, the inner light of the divine light is transparent to the whole body, the five internal organs and six internal organs each exude different light, and their own spirit is immersed in this soft light, feeling the unique meaning of the operation of the human body, and the soul is also slowly strengthened in it.

With the cultivation of the Divine Light Inner Illumination Method during this time, he also began to gradually understand the benefits of cultivating the power of the Divine Soul.

In the past, when he broke out the fighting method with all his strength, he would often be unable to control it because his speed and strength were too fast and too strong, and the change of moves would always be a little stiff and not so flexible.

And now, the power of the divine soul has become stronger, and the spirit is transparent, not only has the sense of the outside world become stronger, but also the mastery of oneself has become more handy, even under the outbreak of the method of fighting, it can also be used with ease, and the power of the body can be flexibly operated.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of Su Qiao'er's slow and steady breathing came from the outside world, Chen Ziang put away his mind, got up and came to the side of the recliner.

Su Qiao'er had fallen into a deep sleep, with a trace of sadness on her round face, and she didn't know what she was thinking?

Gently picked up her soft delicate body, and made a soft humming sound in her arms, as if realizing who it was, the girl's body moved slightly and fell into a deep sleep again, and even the sadness on her face was much lighter.

Putting her on the bed, Chen Ziang returned to the locust tree again, closed his eyes and began to practice another kung fu - the Great Zhou Tian Refining Technique!

This kung fu not only records how to cultivate, but also records the cultivation experience of the two predecessors.

One of them used this refining trick to entrap the cultivation of the Great Zhou Tianxing Sword Technique, using the three hundred and sixty-five tricks of the human body to correspond to the heavens and stars, and respectively containing the power of the corresponding stars. After the cultivation is successful, the three hundred and sixty-five tricks** are pregnant with different star powers, and when facing the enemy, the power of the stars erupts, instantly forming the heavens and stars sword array, destroying everything!

It's a pity that Chen Ziang didn't understand the swordsmanship of the Great Zhou Tianxingchen, and he didn't know how to absorb the power of the stars, so he had to blow up.

And another predecessor used this kung fu to cultivate the law of the gods, and cultivated a god in each acupoint, using the ancestral knack of the eyebrows as the supreme ruler, turning the body into heaven, and finally cultivating the method of breaking the boundary of the body, and even using the golden pill cultivation as a hard resistance to the original god.

However, Chen Ziang also doesn't understand the method of cultivating the gods!

In desperation, he had to use this refining trick as a backup dantian.

Whenever this time, he is extremely jealous of these people who have a sect inheritance, unlike himself, although he knows a lot of kung fu, but it is miscellaneous, he has no one to teach, and he doesn't know what the future holds?

Perhaps, I should add a sect to try, at least I will take a lot of detours, and save myself a black eye on the road of cultivation.

For example, the Taixuan sect is not bad, if you join the true inheritance, you can also let the elders of the sect cast spells to dissolve the demon fetus in the body, and save yourself from finding those monks.

I just wonder if they will accept this disciple who is pregnant with a demon fetus and has a kung fu of unknown origin?

Hey, everything is so troublesome!

After a night of silence, time passed slowly in his cultivation, the sky was bright, and the second day had quietly begun.