Chu Bingyun opened the envelope and read it carefully. I couldn't help but be grateful: Big brother's letter came too timely. Just after the end of a major matter on my mind, the people of Xuanfu finally don't have to worry about it all day! With a happy wave of his sleeves, he ordered: "Order, I will summon the soldiers to come over, and I will meet them!" The guards on the side responded and retreated.

Chu Bingyun paced around proudly, and said in his heart: After a while, I will be ordered to boil the anti-epidemic decoction of the plague with the army, and the Fanbang Tartars will no longer want to attack and scare my Xuanfu with poison. Hum...... Suddenly, I saw the guard who had just retreated stumbling in, as if he was drunk, and he was unsteady on his feet. "Plop" and fell to his knees.

Chu Bingyun scolded: "What's the matter like this? What about the Suijun Langzhong I just asked you to call? Didn't they come!" The guard staggered to his feet, his face was like ashes, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Qiqi Chief Soldier, Suijun Langzhong...... With the army, all the ...... disappeared Gone!"

Chu Bingyun kept his eyes on the ground, and asked loudly, "What? are all gone?" the guard replied tremblingly, "Yes...... Yes. Neither of them knew where they had gone. Chu Bingyun couldn't help but slap his hands heavily on the table, his face became whiter with anger, and he scolded: "These two bastards! Now is the time when they are needed, but they have disappeared again! Angry with me, angry with me!" The sound was deafening, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. The guard had never seen Chief Chu so angry, and he was so frightened that he just lay on the ground and trembled, not daring to raise his head to face him.

Chu Bingyun slapped several times in a row on the table, but he understood that at this point, it was useless to scold. Chu Bingyun shook his head to face the wall and said, "Get all the famous doctors from Xuanfu!" The guard said, "Yes!" Just as he was about to retreat, another guard hurriedly ran in and knelt down on Chu Bingyun's right knee. Chu Bingyun frowned slightly, and reprimanded: "What's wrong with all of you today, all of you have six gods and no masters!" The guard said: "Lord Qiqi General Soldier, I just received a case that all the doctors and pharmacy owners in the city have fallen one after another!"

Chu Bingyun's eyes were straight, his lips were tightly closed, and his handsome face first turned pale, then purple, and finally faintly purple. The two guards only looked at the chief soldier, whose whole body was trembling, and sat on the ground with a "snap". Hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Chu Bingyun was just angry and bitter in his heart, as if he was muttering to himself: "Okay! Chu Bingyun just looked at them, and the two guards were at a loss, just kneeling on one knee and not moving. Chu Bingyun suddenly said: "What are you still doing here in a daze? Hurry up and examine the body of the deceased, find out who the master of the few Lang Zhong is, so that I can ask them for help! Go, go!" The two guards made a promise and quickly retreated.

Nangong Zhiyuan ran back to the inn out of breath, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Xiao Er, bring the wine! Hurry!" The shopkeeper answered from afar, beat a pound of liquor and brought it up, and said, "Guest officer, please use it slowly." ”

Chu Zhuangyun heard Nangong Zhiyuan's call for harmony, and slowly came out and said, "Brother Nangong is back." Nangong Zhiyuan took a bowl and poured a full bowl of liquor, poured it down, stretched out his sleeve and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said, "Well, I'm back." But I'm dying of thirst!" Chu Zhuangyun sat beside him and said in a low voice: "Can the letter be delivered?" Nangong Zhiyuan also said in a low voice: "Of course." It is estimated that Brother Bingyun has finished reading it now, and he is looking for a military companion. Suddenly said in a loud voice: "Xiao Er, cut another plate of braised beef!" The shopkeeper answered from a distance.

Chu Zhuangyun knew that he was deliberately using a loud voice to confuse the people around him, smiled slightly, and also took a big bowl, poured a bowl of wine full, and drank it all.

Suddenly, I heard a short and fat monk at the next table say to another thin man at the same table: "Old Wang, I heard that the Xuanfu has not been very peaceful recently!" The thin man surnamed Wang continued: "Well, what's not peaceful? Fanbang Tartar has not attacked the city recently. The short and fat monk said: "Recently, the Tartars have indeed not attacked the city. But have you heard that lately corpses have been thrown into the city in burlap bags?" said the thin man surnamed Wang, "Well, I know that. But what does it matter?" said the short and fat monk, "Ah, you don't know that. It is said that they all died of the same disease. The thin man surnamed Wang grinned at the corners of his mouth and sneered: "Ho! What's so strange about this? At most, it's just a plague." ”

The short and fat monk was ridiculed, but he was not annoyed at all, but said, "Yes, this thing is certainly not surprising. However, I heard some neighbors talk about how all the big and small doctors and pharmacy owners in Xuanfu City have died!"

When Chu Zhuangyun heard the news, he was also shocked in his heart, and even his palms broke out in a cold sweat. Nangong Zhiyuan was also slightly surprised, stopped drinking and eating meat, and stopped as if thinking about something.

Just when the two of them felt a little overwhelmed. A man of medium height on a table in the corner of the inn suddenly stood up and said to the short and fat monk: "This big monk, what you said is true?" The short and fat monk looked at the man with slanted eyes, looked up and down carefully, and then said: "How can what the monk said be wrong?" The man still asked with a look of disbelief: "You haven't seen it, how dare you make such a conclusion?" The short and fat monk stood up suddenly, slapped his palm heavily on the table, and shouted at the man: " I said yes, believe it or not!"

The man laughed instead, and the louder he laughed, the louder his voice became sharper and sharper. The short and fat monk couldn't hold his breath and asked loudly, "What are you laughing at?" The man still laughed and did not answer.

Chu Zhuangyun also couldn't stop snickering in his heart, but he couldn't help but keep making a sound. It turned out that the short and fat monk was so short that he stood only at the height of the wooden table. The short and fat monk's fat face turned red, and he yelled, "If you don't say it, I know, you just laugh at me for being short!" The man just nodded frequently, still laughing. The short and fat monk scolded: "Xinqiu Bacha, let you see how powerful Lao Tzu is!" As soon as the words fell, he rolled from under the table to the man, and it was really like a ball of meat. I saw him quickly roll up to the man and jump up. The man was startled, but then regained his composure, and when the short and fat monk jumped to a certain height, the man pushed the short and fat monk violently, and actually pushed him away at once, and others only said that the short and fat man ejected himself. I only heard a loud "bang", and the short and fat monk slammed into the pillar solidly.

The Humpty Dumpty Monk stumbled to his feet and scolded, "What kind of demon spell have you cast!" The man smiled and said, "I didn't use any demon magic! You yourself popped out like a ball and smashed it on the pillar!" The Humpty Dumpty Monk just scolded "Bahh".

Chu Zhuangyun could see that it was the man who pushed the short and fat monk, but the move was too fast. Chu Zhuang Yunqi said: Such a huge man, his technique is so feminine. At that moment, he said to Nangong Zhiyuan: "Brother Nangong, isn't that man from the palace?" Nangong Zhiyuan was drinking, and when he heard this, he realized that he would spit out all the wine in his mouth with a "poof".

The short and fat monk turned to Chu Zhuangyun and Nangong Zhiyuan, glared angrily, and said, "Xinqiu Bacha, do you also laugh at Lao Tzu?" Chu Zhuangyun smiled slightly, and said: "Don't dare, we only laugh at Wang Ba in our lives!" Humpty Fat Monk thought about it, and then he realized that Chu Zhuangyun really turned around and scolded himself for being Wang Ba, and he was so angry that he screamed.

The thin man surnamed Wang, who was at the same table as the short and fat monk, couldn't help but stand up at this time, bowed his hand to Chu Zhuangyun, and said coldly: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, what is ridiculous about Wang Ba?" Before Chu Zhuangyun could answer, the man said: "How funny Wang Ba is! Sometimes it becomes the appearance of a fat monk, and sometimes it becomes the appearance of a thin man." How interesting!" The thin man surnamed Wang knew that he was scolding himself, and he didn't get angry, so he ignored the man, and still said to Chu Zhuangyun: "My surname is Wang, it's Wudang ......" The man interjected again and interrupted him: "It's the eighth child of the Wudang faction." Everyone laughed.

The thin man surnamed Wang still did not change his face, but turned to the man, looked at him coldly and said, "Please ask your Excellency's name." The man said, "Hmm...... My surname is Lu and my name is Qingyi. Coincidentally, I am also a Taoist priest, with the Taoist name Ziyun. "The more the thin man surnamed Wang listened, the more ugly his face became, and it was well known that the Purple Cloud Daoist was the current head of the Wudang faction. The man obviously deliberately made fun of the thin man surnamed Wang.

The thin man surnamed Wang said, "Okay, Uncle Ziyun, disciple Wang Rujie, this is like you asking for martial arts!" As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword behind his back and stabbed the man in the chest in a flash. The man let out a "pout" and gently pushed with both hands, which seemed to be unremarkable. In fact, it is like a needle hidden in cotton, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside. The thin man surnamed Wang let out a soft "um", and immediately urged the internal force, gathered at the tip of the sword, and pounced on the man.

The man just grinned, and immediately cut his palm slightly to the side of his hand and obliquely to the wrist surnamed Wang Rujie. Wang Rujie wanted to turn the sword sideways to cut the man's palm, but he didn't expect to be hit by the man's wrist first.

Wang Rujie let out an "ouch", and the long sword was taken off his hand and inserted on the ground. I saw that his face was pale, and he arched his hand to the man and said, "Your Excellency is superb in martial arts, and you are not your opponent." After a pause, he asked, "Which uncle taught you the 'cotton palm' you just used?" I hope you will tell me." He said with a deep sigh.

The man smiled again, beckoned to Wang Rujie, and said, "Come here, come here!" Wang Rujie was stunned for a moment, and thought: This person is not pretending to be crazy and stupid, or a dignified seven-foot man, how can he speak loudly. But he still didn't dare to disobey, and walked to his side according to his words.

The man waited for Wang Rujie to come closer, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed his palm, as if he had given him something. Wang Rujie looked down, and immediately stood still as if he had been electrocuted. Suddenly knelt down, kowtowed like a chicken pecking rice, and said, "Spare your life!" The man stretched out his palm and pressed Wang Rujie's head, and said coldly: "Wang Rujie, you are a disciple of a famous Wudang family. He was willing to fall and defected to the Demon Sect!" As soon as these words came out, Chu Zhuangyun and Nangong Zhiyuan were both slightly shocked, and they both thought: The fact that the Wudang Sect Ziyun Dao Chief disciplined the disciples of the gang was not flattering, and the disciples of the gang actually devoted themselves to the Demon Sect. Alas......

I heard the man say in a weird way: "Now I'll give you a chance to mend your ways." Oh, hurry up and blind your eyes!" Wang Rujie knelt on the ground and replied tremblingly, "Yes...... It's ......" said and drew his sword, and actually poked out one of his eyes. Specks of blood fell from his eyes and spilled on the ground, looking terrifying. The individual customers around were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath. Chu Zhuangyun also frowned secretly, feeling that this man's behavior was strange and ruthless.

The man continued: "Hmm...... Territory is a nice place. Wang Rujie, you should go over there to play in the future, and never go back to the Central Plains!" Chu Zhuangyun was secretly frightened, and thought: Isn't this equivalent to exile that Wang Rujie? Secretly thinking about whether to secretly help Wang Rujie for a while.

Unexpectedly, Wang Rujie still replied respectfully: "Yes! Thank you!" Looking up, he was overjoyed, obviously looking extremely happy. Chu Zhuangyun only felt that this matter was too evil, turned his head to look at Nangong Zhiyuan, and found that he looked like he didn't care, only caring about drinking and eating meat, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to the things in front of him, and couldn't see it at all.

Nangong Zhiyuan saw Chu Zhuangyun looking at him, smiled slightly, and gestured to him with a look, meaning: You look at it!

Chu Zhuangyun couldn't hold back any longer, stood up and shouted, "Is there a royal law in the end!" The man was startled at first, and said with a random smile: "What kind of king is not the king's law? I don't understand." Out of the cloud pointed at him and said, "Don't understand?" This royal brother just did it to you first, it's nothing, there are so many grievances and grievances on the rivers and lakes! But you made him blind in one of his eyes, and sent him to a distant frontier. I've never seen anything like this before!"

The man still looked at Chu Zhuangyun with a smile and did not answer. Wang Rujie became angry first, and shouted at Chu Zhuangyun: "I like to be blind, I like the blue sky and white clouds on the border, can I take care of you!"

Chu Zhuangyun was furious in his heart, and said to Wang Rujie: "I was kind enough to save you, but instead of appreciating it, you blamed me? Okay, let me come and teach the peerless martial arts of the Wudang Sect!" only heard the sound of "poof" twice, Wang Rujie was knocked far away, fell heavily to the ground, and did not know who was there. Chu Zhuangyun sneered: "This is the strength of the Wudang faction? Hmph, I'm afraid it's in vain." When he looked back at the man, he went out while the two were fighting.

I only heard an old voice outside the door say: "Chumen Old Five, don't you take our Wudang Sect in your eyes! Old decay will make you taste a little bitter!" As soon as the words fell, an old Taoist with fairy wind and white hair had already deceived Chu Zhuangyun, looking at Chu Zhuangyun and sneering uncontrollably.

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