Chapter 242 Do I Have to Choose a Day to Beat You?

What the hell, the Qing Ping Guan is the Black Guan? !

Qin Liuxi rolled up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone.

She worked hard to raise money to repair the Taoist temple little by little, and it finally started to improve. This evil person said that Qingping Temple is a black temple?

Qingyuan hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Don't hit her. If you hit her, the reputation of the monks for beating people will spread throughout Dafeng. By then, Qingpingguan will really become famous."

They want a reputation, but it can't be a reputation like this. It doesn't sound good, doesn't it?

Qingyuan advised: "He went out without brushing his teeth. He has bad breath. You can't do it. What if it hurts your hand?"

Qin Liuxi hasn't spoken yet.

An arrogant voice came from behind: "Yuan Meng, slap his mouth, I will knock out two of his teeth."

"yes."

Everyone's eyes were dazzled.

Someone came over, grabbed Lai Xiucai by the collar, slapped his ears, and slapped his ears. Everyone felt their cheeks hurt.

Lai Xiucai, who was beaten so hard that his eyes were filled with stars, was even more confused. There was something fishy and sweet in his mouth, and he turned his head and took a sip.

Two teeth were mixed in the blood foam and fell into the eyes of everyone.

No more, no less, two.

Wow.

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at the young master who was obviously a playboy in fear, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Nian Xiucai and the others were even more frightened. Where did this little evil star come from?

"You, why do you hit people..." Lai Xiucai pointed at Mu Xi with half of his face swollen.

"Point at me again, I'll chop off your fingers and feed them to the dogs." Mu Xi said arrogantly: "I'll beat you if I'm tired of you. Do you still have to choose a day?"

Is his title as the number one playboy false?

Lai Xiucai immediately retracted his hand. He was a man with a sharp eye and knew that the person in front of him was really brave.

Mu Xi snorted: "Don't be arrogant? Call me Hei Guan again? I'm here to pray for the peace charm. If you say it's Hei Guan, doesn't that mean that I was deceived by it? Isn't it true that I have nothing to do with it?" face?"

Everyone: Is this the logic? Isn't it because you are a bully and beat me whenever you want?

"You are the only young scholar who dares to speak nonsense and let all the students in the world denounce Qingpingguan, but I will bring you down." Mu Xi spat: "I have never seen anyone more arrogant than me."

Except for Qin Liuxi, this guy is really arrogant than him.

"You, Qing Pingguan, can't you be justified in not saving me even if you see him dead?"

"If you don't save, you won't save. Why should you save? Anyone who speaks out about family members must save people. You want monks to be compassionate. Have you gone to the wrong place? Isn't the Wuxiang Temple on the top of the mountain next door? Go there to show mercy to monks. "This is the Xuanmen Taoist Temple." Mu Xi pointed to the hill next door.

Qin Liu's eyes showed relief that he didn't give this amulet in vain.

"But if someone is injured like you, if it can be cured, why can't it be cured?" A student asked, "There must be an explanation, right?"

"You are not careful, how come you blame the Taoist temple? As for the inability to cure..." Mu Xi glanced at Qin Liuxi, why?

"Fu Sheng Boundless Heavenly Lord. If you don't ask for anything, heal him first." Chi Yuan Laodao and Yu Changkong came over, saw the scene in front of them, and ordered with a smile.

Qin Liuxi was reluctant.

"Karma and retribution are determined by nature. Since a person was injured in the back mountain, it is not an exaggeration to heal him." Chi Yuan said again.

Qin Liuxi curled his lips, then walked up to Tang Xiucai, and tore off his sleeve which had been scratched and stained red with blood. At first glance, he found that the man's right forearm had been broken for some unknown reason, and it was scratched out. There was a gash deep enough to show the bone, and the wound was hideous.

Qin Liuxi's eyes fell on the black energy attached to the wound and he sneered twice.

Yu Changkong also saw it, frowned subconsciously, looked at Elder Chi beside him and said, "Master of the temple, he..."

Chi Yuan Lao Dao said calmly: "Karma and retribution, from the cause, the result will be there. Young Master, if you see through it, don't tell it."

Yu Changkong was silent after hearing this.

Qin Liuxi made a magic trick to remove the evil spirit attached to the wound, and said: "If you want to cure it, I'll cure it for you. But I tell you, your hand can't be used. Qingyuan, let someone take it. Here comes my little medicine box.”

"yes."

After hearing Qin Liuxi's words, several scholars were shocked and asked: "Master Taoist, what do you mean by this? Brother Tang is going to end next year. Why can't you use this hand? Can't you cure it?" "

"I can cure it this time, and next time, and next time." Qin Liuxi said coldly: "Some people think that if he can't use it, he won't be able to take the exam, and he won't be able to pass the Jinshi exam."

As she spoke, she stared into Tang Xiucai's eyes: "The reason is, you don't need me to tell you what you have done, you know it in your heart."

Tang Xiucai's pupils shrank suddenly, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously avoided his eyes.

Nian Xiucai, who was supporting him behind him, felt his body trembling and felt very upset in his heart. He was really unlucky.

Several students also looked a little uncertain, with inexplicable chills on their backs and swallowed their saliva.

This Taoist temple is a little weird.

Qingyuan personally took the medicine box, and a little Taoist boy alertly brought a basin of water and a cotton handkerchief.

Everything was put at Qin Liuxi's hand. She tore off the scraps of Tang Xiucai's sleeves to expose her entire forearm. She washed the wound with water first, then opened the medicine box, took some golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on it, while saying: " It’s easier on you.”

If Qi Qian were here, he would not part with this golden sore medicine.

After applying the medicine, the bleeding stopped immediately. The guards around Mu Xi saw this and stared at the medicine bottle in Qin Liuxi's hand with eyes shining, and grabbed the hand of his eldest son.

Good medicine, if you want it, buy it.

Guardians are sometimes injured, so the golden wound medicine that stops bleeding very quickly is like a life-saving medicine in their eyes.

Qin Liuxi didn't know what the guard was thinking, so she took the curved needle and clean mulberry bark thread and put them on, and then prepared to sew.

"Sew, sew?" Tang Xiucai's eyes rolled back in shock.

"You don't have to sew it, just let it rot, and go back to find a doctor to apply medicine." Qin Liuxi pretended to put the needle and thread back into the medicine box, as if she wanted to save it.

When Tang Xiucai heard the word rot, his body trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Sew, sew."

Qin Liuxi snorted reluctantly: "Bear it."

This person is not worthy of anesthesia, and he must be sewed alive.

A needle penetrated the wound, and Tang Xiucai screamed in pain, and sweat seeped into his forehead.

Qin Liuxi stuffed a cotton handkerchief into his mouth to block the pain: "It's so noisy, it scared my hands and shook, don't blame me if you sew it wrong."

So rude!

Everyone looked at her timidly.

Qin Liuxi continued to sew. Her stitching was different from ordinary mending of clothes. She sewed in two layers, inside and outside, so that the wound could be easily closed.

Her stitching was fast and steady, completely ignoring the pain that Tang Xiucai was in, and the pale faces of the onlookers.

Only the guards around Mu Xi had bright eyes. They also saw that the wound was so deep that the bone was visible. Now it seemed easier to sew it than to apply medicine.

Moreover, the lines she sewed were really beautiful. Even if there was a scar, it wouldn't be obvious, right?

Even without anesthesia, it was painful to look at it.

It seemed that she deliberately didn't use it. It was really scary. She was indeed a master who could not be offended.