Chapter 33 The Power of Modern Medicine

The blood was dripping, and it was even more shocking under the light of the lantern. A mysterious man made a gesture with his fingers, muttered something, and then the light of the lantern in the air suddenly covered it, and the pools of blood on the ground suddenly became like amber luminous bodies, clear and transparent, and even emitted a little light. In the darkness, the bloodstains that were originally hidden and splashed on the leaves and cracks in the stone were also clearly visible.

Under the illumination of the strange light of the lantern, a black shadow next to him immediately said "Huh", and there was an indescribable tremor in his voice.

"This enemy's strength is simply incredible! Old Hetou's three-headed and six-armed Dharma body was torn into two halves alive by him with one blow!"

Although Old Hetou looks like a very weak old man, his origin is extraordinary. He is the flesh of a demon fairy that Yang Jian encountered in the battle of Conferred God when he became famous. This demon fairy is called Lv Yue. Because Yang Jian used seventy-three transformations (just one more than Wukong) to become his trusted disciple, and said seven words to cheat him of his magic weapon and killed him, so in order to settle this cause and effect, Yang Jian had to support his reincarnation for seven generations!

Although Lv Yue is also at the level of Daluo Jinxian, his true spirit is not ignorant, but after seven consecutive reincarnations, he also threw away all the previous grievances. Yang Jian and him broke off the cause and effect in Guankou. He was unwilling to be the pigs and sheep that were supported in vain, so he was also guarding this secret village for Yang Jian, waiting for this reincarnation that the two of them would no longer be involved and could both be completely liberated in their hearts.

From this, it can be seen that the strength of this old man He is so strong that it cannot be measured by common sense. The reincarnation of the demon fairy Lv Yue also displayed the full Dharma of three heads and six arms, and was killed by a single blow. Such strength can't help but make these black shadows tremble with fear!

A shadow stared at the bloody half-body. Although it was covered with scars, the shadow's eyes seemed to have a magical power that could remove all the clues on the surface and get to the essence of things.

"Lu Yaoxian is not dead. Only a small part of his body was cut off. The enemy may have a very terrible magic weapon."

"The enemy was also injured, but he covered it up very cleverly."

The people around seemed to be quite convinced by the shadow. The hanging lantern in the air immediately split into two, two, four, and four, and eight and flew out, smearing a thin layer of weirdness on the vast dark land.

Suddenly, a big tree burned with a "boom". Under this huge torch, you can clearly see an old man who was extremely decadent lying under the bluestone below. The old man was wearing white linen clothes, and there was a terrible wound on the left half of his body, but the edge of the wound was abnormally smooth, and even the incision of the bone was surprisingly flat!

It is worth mentioning that the old man was still alive. His whole body was twitching slightly, and there was a large pool of blood flowing under his body. A black shadow rushed up and tried to give the old man a few sips of water, but was shocked when he saw his eyes!

There was a blank in the old man's eyes! It was not the dead white color of a blind person where even the dark pupils disappeared, but complete confusion and complete nothingness. It has always been said that eyes are the windows of the soul, but the old man's eyes at this time gave people the feeling that they were painted on the face-and the painter's craftsmanship was quite poor!

After being stagnant for a while, the black shadow suddenly screamed as if he had seen a ghost! He shook his right hand and shouted:

"It's plague! It's plague! Old He also fought back against the enemy and used his most fierce tricks!"

As the black shadow said this, he had already torn off his right hand very hard! He was so determined when he did this, as if that hand had nothing to do with him!

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"Hmm? I seem to have a fever." Fang Lin covered his mouth with his hand after climbing in through the window and coughed a few times.

He had returned to the inn in Guankou. He was unnoticed, and the old ghost Xu Xiawu came with him.

Hearing that his master had a fever, Weizo Fu naturally came to flatter him, and probably because "alchemy" contained the word "gold", he was also good at alchemy. Therefore, Weizo Fu's medical skills are still trustworthy - of course, if the consultation fee is paid in full.

"Uh, little kiss, plague plus tuberculosis." Weizo Fu said easily while looking at the thermometer. "Now there are special medicines. After the master eats it and sweats, it will be ok."

The plague spread by Lu Yue was indeed very, very severe. In the 14th century, the plague was called the Black Death. Nearly 200 million people died from this disease. The same is true for tuberculosis. For example, Lin Daiyu died of this disease. With the wealth and power of the Cao family at that time, they could only watch her die. It can be seen that it is difficult to treat. And the highly contagious disease mixed with plague and tuberculosis was a terrifying killer in ancient times.

However, this is only limited to ancient times.

In the face of mankind's highly developed medicine, these two diseases have unfortunately become the first choice to be conquered. Therefore, even though Wuxiao Fu was a semi-monk doctor, he was still able to easily kill Lu Yue's favorite plague with a few pills of Western medicine. It seems that it is very necessary to keep pace with the times. If Lu Yue can mix the Ebola virus and the AIDS virus, he will naturally be invincible. Unfortunately, this is the world of Journey to the West...

After taking the special medicine, Fang Lin looked at the sky and said calmly:

"I have to take the medicine and sweat now. Before the news of Yao Gonglin's death has spread completely, and Erlang Shen has not returned from his wandering, we still have to kill two people."

"Qian Qi! Mu Qi Qi!"

Although Fang Lin did not accept these two killing tasks from the old ghost Xu Xiawu, Fang Lin knew that even Roaring Sky Dog was included in the must-kill list. These two people were also minions of Erlang Shen, so it would be easy to kill them easily. It doesn't matter, you can further build a good relationship with the old ghost Xu Xiawu, so why not do it?

Fang Lin showed the location of the two people during the mental connection, and then arranged:

"Qian Qinai is a ghost-like enemy. Yin Xiu, your weapon has the power of the rising sun, so it will be easier to deal with it with half the effort. Mu Qi is said to be a giant pine spirit. Not only is it extremely powerful, but the armor on his body is also It is said that it is made from thousands of years of rosin cultivation. Even if it is burned by fire, it will not It is endless and requires a sword made of real gold to break it... But Lao Hu, I think you are his nemesis. After doing this, we don’t need to stay here. I will use powerful magic. We have taken control of a wealthy man under Yang Jian, and we will gather there."

Fang Lin gave orders one by one, and Xu Xiawu was already lying on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, with tears streaming down his face.

Lin Yinxiu nodded, and suddenly he opened the window with a backflip and dived into the darkness. At this time, the windows were made of wooden lattice and mulberry paper. The inn had been a long time, and the windows were a little shabby. Even if it is opened carefully, it still makes a "squeaking" sound, but Lin Yinxiu's collision is silent, completely subverting the laws of physics.

Lao Hu showed an excited expression on his face:

"Infinitely powerful? What about an interesting opponent?"

He led ten flesh and blood mechanical puppets and walked out of the main entrance of the inn. They were leaving anyway. Hu Huahao no longer hid his whereabouts. Mu Shiqi was only two blocks away from here. The mountains and rivers in Guankou were beautiful. This guy was often there. The garden water of a wealthy family While practicing next to the well, Lao Hu didn't even walk on the street. He walked past in a straight line as boldly as a heavy bulldozer. He was really impressive. In just a few minutes, he had already seen the wall of a wealthy family. Lao Hu pressed his palm! The towering bluestone wall in front of him shook for a moment, and then the nearly kilometer-long ring-shaped bluestone wall surrounding the wealthy family's house suddenly collapsed together!

The ability to control power in this way not only feels domineering, but also reflects precise control! No matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it cannot hit anyone. Lao Hu obviously understands this. After successfully merging with the demon tiger, he can break more than ten tons of rocks into powder with one punch, but he can also use the same The power to twist a thread through the nose of the needle!

At the same time, in the distant house, a dazzling light shot up! Just like the first ray of light from the rising sun breaking through the darkness, it was Lin Yinxiu who took the lead in making contact with the target. After she arrived at the location provided by Fang Lin, she pulled out a stream of clear water in the alley. sword! With a backhand sword, he cut through the wall next to him, cut off the beam, opened the stone incense burner, and forced the ghost Qian Qi, who was valued by Yang Jian, out of the Earth Temple!

Qian Qi was originally an old man. But after undergoing Yang Jian's magic power to reshape his body, and accepting the incense offerings from all the people, he was already a young man. Although faced with Lin Yinxiu's formidable edge, he did not panic. Instead, he looked at the collapsing Earth Temple and said in a calm voice:

"You can't hurt me. I control my yang body with my Yin soul. I am now between gods and ghosts. No matter how severe the injury is, as long as the incense remains alive and I have the gift from the True Lord."

Before he could finish speaking, an indescribable chill suddenly rose in his heart again! With a strange scream, the vast white area in front of me seemed to be dazzled by the blazing sunshine! Then his chest shook violently, and he flew out while the world was spinning! How could Lin Yinxiu talk nonsense with him? He slashed Qian Qi's chest with a single sweep of his sword, but the pendant on his chest immediately jumped out, and a thin film appeared to block the sword's edge, splashing out colorful brilliance!

The shape of the pendant is a mini version of a three-pointed two-edged knife!