Shaking off the eyeball on the tip of the sword, Yang Yi took a deep breath, only to feel dizzy for a while, his heart sank, he knew that he couldn't stay in this bronze hall for long, it was not the best way to heal his injuries alone, he had to find someone to refer to it together, his injury was indeed a bit difficult. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After choosing a long time in the bronze hall, I finally found a portal, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, I finally pushed the door open, and the white light flashed, and one person and one horse disappeared.

"Huh?"

As soon as he landed, Yang Yi was stunned, there seemed to be an invisible rope between heaven and earth, which bound his entire mind and body, like mosquitoes in a spider web, and every move was entangled with spider silk, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

He pressed down the surprise in his heart and looked into the distance.

In front of it was a small village, and there was a faint cry from the village.

Yang Yi turned his horse and walked towards the crying place.

On the potholed rural dirt road, a group of people in front of them were crying and walking around a thin-skinned coffin, and there was blood dripping from the ground when they looked at it.

"Huh?"

Yang Yi was very curious, "This is the blood that has just flowed, the dead will never shed blood, what's going on?"

He thought about it for a moment and rode towards a nearby villager.

When the villager saw him coming on horseback, although he was dressed strangely, he was extraordinary, and he did not feel worried in his heart, so he asked first, "This uncle, what do you command?" ”

The reason why this villager thinks Yang Yi is strange is because Yang Yi's bare head at this time looks like a monk, but he is dressed in brocade clothes and sits on a horse, which is different from ordinary monks.

Yang Yi asked, "What's going on with the coffin in front?"

The villager said: "Don't dare to hide it from the uncle, it is the mother-in-law of the second brother Li in my village, who died in childbirth last night, and today she is going to be buried in the ground." ”

Yang Yi frowned and said, "But she's not dead yet!"

Suddenly, I felt something, and when I looked behind me, a Taoist was walking from afar.

This Taoist man has a face like a full moon, his beard is white, and he is holding a rattan cane with a large yellow gourd tied to it, and a medicine box behind his back. When Yang Yi looked at him, the old Taoist also looked up at Yang Yi at the same time.

The old Taoist glanced at Yang Yi and smiled very kindly, "Which temple is the disciple of the little master?"

He turned his gaze to the yellow horse that Yang Yi was riding, and praised: "You horse is so handsome!"

"Little master?"

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that in order to dissolve the sword qi of the blue-shirted swordsman, all his long hair flew out, and now he has become a bald scoop, no wonder this old Taoist asked himself to be a disciple in that temple.

He looked at the old Taoist and smiled, "I'm not a monk. ”

The old Taoist smiled and said, "In this way, the old Taoist has lost his word, huh?"

He looked at Yang Yi, his face became solemn, "Xiaoyou, but you are seriously ill?"

Yang Yideng was impressed by the old Taoist, he was not the same as an ordinary injured person at this time, and he was not sick at all, but he was a mess inside, his five organs were damaged, and his eight veins were blocked.

This person can see at a glance that he is inappropriate, and this is really good in his eyes.

Seeing his concerned expression, Yang Yi smiled and said: "With the care of Lao Daochang, this is not a disease, but an internal injury, and it is extremely troublesome to heal." ”

The old Taoist elder was concerned: "Is this the case? Can I take the pulse of the little friend?"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "My injury is not urgent, but if the people in the coffin don't stop it, I'm afraid I will be buried alive!"

The Taoist wondered: "Coffin?

As soon as he looked down and saw the dripping blood on the ground, he saw a group of villagers carrying the coffin in front of him, his ears moved, and he exclaimed: "The person in this coffin is still breathing, why did this villager bury her?"

didn't care about taking a pulse for Yang Yi, and walked quickly towards the crowd who were crying in the coffin.

Seeing this person go away, Yang Yi was very taken aback.

This person is afraid that there is no distance of dozens of feet from the person carrying the coffin in front of him, and it is mixed with the crying of the relatives of the "deceased", in such a noisy environment, and he can still hear the faint breathing of the "deceased" in the coffin, this skill is really terrifying.

Even though Yang Yi is seriously injured now, his hearing has not weakened much, but he still hasn't heard any sound, compared to this person, he is immediately superior.

Yang Yi was shocked, "Who is this person?"

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"you, why are you dead, woo!"

A strong man in front of him was holding a coffin and crying.

Several mourners persuaded: "Second Brother Li, people can't be resurrected after death, it's better for you to mourn!"

The strong man's tears and snot flowed down his face, and he choked up: "Since ancient times, giving birth to a child is like a ghost gate, but I didn't expect it to be my mother-in-law's turn!"

He cried: "Now that there are two lives in one body, and neither mother nor son can live, how can you make me not sad!"

Under the persuasion of several people in the village, several people carried the thin-skinned coffin and slowly walked towards the cemetery.

The cemetery in the village is at the west end of the village, and before the group has reached the head of the village, they hear someone shouting behind them, "Wait, wait, fellow villagers, wait!"

The people carrying the coffin looked back, only to see a white-bearded Taoist striding over.

When everyone saw that his eyebrows were like silver, floating like a fairy, as if he was an old fairy in the sky, they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly put down the coffin to see what the old Taoist had to say.

The old Taoist walked up to everyone and asked everyone, "Dare to ask who is the family of the deceased?"

The strong man with snot and tears on his face bowed down and said, "Old fairy, villain is." ”

The Taoist asked, "What's your name?"

The strong man said: "The villain is called Li Ergou!"

The old Taoist sighed: "Li Ergou, who is the person in this coffin, and why did he die?"

Li Ergou said: "Inside the coffin is the villain's mother-in-law, who died in childbirth yesterday. He burst into tears.

The old Taoist gently knocked the cane in his hand on the coffin, and said to Li Ergou: "What are you crying about? The person is not dead yet, and you are almost buried alive!"

Li Ergou cried: "Old fairy, why do you play villain? People can't be resurrected after death, my mother-in-law is the one I saw with my own eyes, where will she live?"

The old Taoist said angrily: "The blood shed in this coffin can only flow out of the living, if it is a dead person, the body is stiff, and the blood is coagulated, how can there be blood to flow?

Everyone looked at the old Taoist in a daze, and they were all skeptical.

After a person dies, it is a great taboo to open the coffin again, and everyone looks at me and cannot make a decision for a while.

The old Taoist hurriedly said: "I hesitate what I can do, don't open it soon!"

The crowd was still hesitant.

At this moment, a sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Yang Yi stepped forward on horseback.

Everyone saw that he was tall and tall, dressed in brocade clothes, although his appearance was strange, but a sense of nobility could not be concealed, and they were all cowardly, and they avoided it, not knowing what this noble man wanted to do.

"It's about your wife's life, what if you open the coffin again?" Yang Yi looked at Li Ergou and scolded: "In case your wife is still alive, then wouldn't you bury their mother and son alive with your own hands?"

As he spoke, the halberd in his hand stretched out, and the halberd blade was inserted into the gap in the coffin, and with a sudden pick, the coffin lid flew out suddenly, revealing the big-bellied woman wearing a shroud inside.

Several villagers were so fierce that the Fang Tian painting halberd in their hands was afraid that it would not weigh dozens of catties, and the cold light of the halberd blade was eye-catching, and they were all afraid in their hearts, and they didn't dare to scold him.

The old Taoist glanced at Yang Yi, his eyes showed a look of appreciation, and he said with a smile: "It's still a little friend who is happy!"

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers and put them on the wrists of the pregnant woman in the coffin, took out a few silver needles from the medicine box, and pricked a few needles on the pregnant woman while resting his clothes, and after a while, he instructed Li Ergou: "Take off your mother-in-law's pants, and the child will be born in a while." ”

Li Ergou was suspicious, and as soon as he walked to the coffin, he heard a cry of pain inside the coffin, and the voice was the voice of his mother-in-law. He was taken aback, shook his body a few times, and fell down, but randomly got up suddenly, ran to the coffin, and his tone changed, "you, you're not dead, woo!"

The woman in the coffin slowly opened her eyes, looked at Li Ergou, closed her eyes randomly, and sweat beads continued to pour out on her face.

The Taoist next to him instructed: "Take off her pants, I will give her a needle to deliver her!"

Li Ergou didn't dare to slack off, trembling and taking off his mother-in-law's clothes, the old Taoist took out a silver needle and pierced the pregnant woman.

After a while, a baby's cry sounded, and Li Ergou took out a big fat boy from the coffin.

He held the wet child and kept kowtowing to the old Taoist, "Thank you for the old fairy's rescue, dare to ask the old fairy how to call it, the villain wants to set up a tablet for you, and kneel down for you to pray for blessings in the morning and evening." ”

Yang Yi greatly admired the old Taoist's acupuncture technique, and when he saw that when he came out of the needle, there was absolutely no internal qi assistance, and it was all pure medical methods. But the subtlety of the needle technique and the profound understanding of the acupuncture points make Yang Yi ashamed of his current medical skills, and this is the first time that he is inferior to others in terms of medical skills and martial arts.

At this time, when he heard Li Ergou ask the name of the Taoist, Yang Yi squinted at him, and said in his heart: "I want to see which master you are." ”

(To be continued.) )