Soon, Lin Fengjin came to Tu Zhang Langqing's residence, Songfengju. Although it was severely damaged in the afternoon, the craftsmen of Tu Zhang's family were also very efficient, at least from the appearance.
, it is completely impossible to tell that it was in tatters two hours ago.
At this time, the place was brightly lit, and there was Tu Zhangxiu's rhinoceros mount at the door. It seemed that there were many key members of the Tu Zhang family among them. When Lin Fengjin walked in, he smelled a pungent smell of medicine and blood.
Immediately afterwards, I saw basin after basin of red blood being brought out.
After walking inside, I saw the old guy Tu Zhang Langqing sitting on the brocade couch with his upper body naked, his eyes sparkling. Although he should be ninety years old, his muscles are still very obvious, and his skin is also
There is no slack, and he looks similar to a strong man in his forties. He obviously practices extremely vicious secret skills, and he doesn't know how he maintains it so well.
At this time, his appearance was even much better than that of Teng Sheze Longyu, but if you think about it, it was normal. Tengshe Zelongyu's ghost place was full of evil, and he was born with it.
To be suppressed in momentum by the accumulated dragon energy, not to mention climbing on ice and lying in the snow, but also to prevent the terrifying monsters that seem to be all-pervasive.
Back then, Tu Zhang Langqing stayed in such a ghost place for seven or eight days, and then rushed into the battle four or five times with the determination to die. Finally, when he met Lin Fengjin, he was hit by a hairpin. Not to mention that he was seven or eight years old.
It's ten, even those who are seventeen or eighteen must be equally sluggish.
At this time, he saw Lin Fengjin coming in. Tu Zhanglangqing looked at him intently. The tumor on his nose was red and congested, and then he laughed and said:
"Teng She Ze Long Yu said goodbye. I didn't expect to meet my little friend again today."
Lin Fengjin smiled and said:
"How can you be called a little friend?"
Lin Fengjin said this, and the people next to him showed expressions of "I guess you know what's interesting." Tu Zhang Langqing looked around and said:
"You all go down, Lao Qi stays."
Although these people all looked very reluctant, Tu Zhang Langqing gave a faint order, and no one dared to say another word. In an instant, all of them left, leaving only Tu Zhang with an expressionless face.
Zhang Xiucai sat upright like a gun, and Tu Zhang Langqing said slowly:
"If you are just a student of Donglin Academy, a disciple of Lu Jiuyuan, and a successor of Wang Yangming, of course you cannot be worthy of these two words. However, you are now the confidant of the Northern Qi monarch. A first-class celebrity in front of the emperor, Lian Shen
Even though I'm a strong man who you say you surrender to, being my little friend makes me stand above you."
After hearing Tu Zhang Langqing's words, Tu Zhangxiu next to him was suddenly moved! Lin Fengjin was stunned, and suddenly smiled and said:
"It turns out that the wild boar showed its legs."
Tu Zhang Langqing said calmly:
"Although the wild boar usually only hangs out in Western Xinjiang, his evil reputation has also spread here, and his master, the Great Witch Ji, has an old relationship with my Tu Zhang family, so it is inevitable that I pay more attention to him. He
He has repeatedly made meritorious deeds under Mr. Lin, so he is naturally well-known."
Lin Fengjin glanced at Tu Zhang Langqing, and his eyes stayed on his wound. The gun penetrated from the bottom of the shoulder blade. Although it was wrapped in white cloth at this time, it was still there when Lin Fengjin came in.
The blood stain on the white cloth was only the size of a finger, but now it has become the size of a fist. I couldn't help but say:
"Your injury...hasn't the bleeding stopped yet?"
Tu Zhang Langqing smiled and said:
"Don't think that my old man is still in good spirits. This is entirely due to the medicine. When the medicine wears off, he will probably be even more paralyzed than when he was in Teng She Ze Long Yu. Thinking of you, you would be so scared at that time.
The method of taking out all the magic needles, and during the day, I revealed the lost magical power of the water system, Ganlin Grip. So I have to invite you to come and have a look."
Lin Fengjin nodded solemnly and said:
"It's definitely not a good thing to bleed all the time. Although you can be said to be getting stronger with age, your body's ability to make blood is definitely not comparable to that of a young person. Essence and blood, what you are bleeding all the time is not blood, but life!"
As Lin Fengjin spoke, he untied the white cloth that Tu Zhanglangqing had wrapped around his body, checked the wound, and found that it was a typical penetrating wound, which was handled impeccably -------- above the wound
Although the applied herbs were in powder form and mixed with blood to form a thick mass, Lin Fengjin could still distinguish the smell of Panax notoginseng and Bletilla striata, and even had two stitches on the wound, but
The blood was still flowing. It had been an hour or two since the injury, but it was not much different from a fresh wound.
After looking at the wound for a while, Lin Fengjin's expression began to look strange, and after a while he said:
"I originally thought that using your masterful miasma spider magical power to trade a palm with the opponent for a gun would be a hugely profitable business. Now it seems that it is hard to say whether we can break even. We may have lost a lot.
, I used to read books and said that the fifth gun of Gun Demon Tian Xiangzi was extremely vicious, but now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I feel that the records in the book are also a bit untrue."
While Lin Fengjin was talking, he began to order someone to bring in a brazier. Someone immediately followed suit. Then Lin Fengjin threw a pair of fire tongs into the brazier and continued chatting with Tu Zhanglangqing. At the same time, he also asked Tu Zhangxiu
A group of people came in. Although Tu Zhangxiu seemed indifferent, he could still chat for a few words as long as he liked him. What, what did you say he had a hobby? Isn't that obvious? It is obviously something related to the demon knight.
Yes, Lin Fengjin is an expert in this area.
The three of them talked and laughed for a while, and Tu Zhang Langqing's face began to turn pale. The white cloth could no longer absorb too much blood, and the blood continued to flow down one after another. Lin Fengjin picked up the handful.
Needless to say, the end of the fire tongs was already red, and he pressed it casually on Tu Zhang Langqing's wound.
At this time, many people came into the room. After seeing Lin Fengjin's actions, they were all shocked. They stood up one after another, and some even rushed forward and grabbed Lin Fengjin's arm.
Lin Fengjin, however, kept looking at Tu Zhanglangqing. He didn't use any force when his hand was held by someone. Instead, he smiled and said:
"Old man, you really believe me so much, you don't even flinch."
Tu Zhang Langqing seemed to have had more than half of the effect of the medicine at this time, and even the sarcoma on his nose had become translucent. But he cheered up and said with a smile:
"Boy, when I was in Teng She Ze Long Yu, my use value was far less than it is now. You are reluctant to let me die, let alone now on the land of my Tu Zhang family?"
Lin Fengjin smiled:
"The ones that didn't move just now are the Seventh Young Master, and there are two people standing below the right head, and three people standing next to the pillar on the left. Tsk tsk, you have to be calm when facing big events. It is not unreasonable that the Tuzhang family can inherit the family for so many years.
"
Tu Zhang Langqing's eyes immediately stopped for a moment on the people Lin Fengjin was talking about. Although he had ignored the worldly affairs, in fact, as long as he said a word, no one would dare to disobey it. Lin Fengjin was
No matter what their previous impressions of Lin Fengjin were among the people I named, they immediately developed a favorable impression of this person of "unknown origin" in their hearts.
Lin Fengjin said to Tu Zhang Langqing at this time:
"I'm coming. You old man, close your eyes and don't move. Make sure your senses are at their most sensitive. How you feel next is very important."
Tu Zhang Langqing took a deep breath, nodded, and then saw Lin Fengjin pointing the red-hot iron at his arm and pressing it hard! Some people even frowned. Indoors
The atmosphere seemed to be frozen in dead silence. After a while, Lin Fengjin said:
"How do you feel now?"
Tu Zhang Langqing's voice was surprising. There was no pain at all, and there was no fluctuation as if he was trying his best to endure the pain. But there was a surprise of sudden realization:
"Yes, a little bit, it seems like something is constantly moving inside the wound."
Everyone was surprised. But suddenly they realized that there was no smell of burning human flesh in the air. After taking a closer look, they suddenly realized that it turned out that Lin Fengjin's red-hot iron seemed to have been burned hard, and it was not far away from Tu Zhang Langqing's wound.
There is only a slight difference, but it looks like a burning wound.
At this time, Tu Zhang Lang Qingcai said in a somewhat vague voice:
"Yes, that's right. There is indeed something inside the wound. I can feel it very clearly."
A person next to me suddenly said aggrievedly:
"This is impossible. I watched it over and over again seven or eight times."
This man is wearing a blue and red striped turban on his head, which is the symbol of a local doctor. The more red stripes on his head, the more advanced his medical skills are. This man is wearing a three-striped turban, which is already
What a remarkable person. I guess he was the doctor who treated Tu Zhang Langqing's injuries. I guess he was a little unconvinced and wanted to steal some lessons from him.
Lin Fengjin smiled and said:
"It's not your fault. Why the ancestor's wound can't heal for a long time? It's because of this thing. It's always destroying the wound. If you want to keep the wound in the same state as when it was first pierced by a gun, it will naturally continue to bleed.
No more."
Listening to Lin Fengjin's solemn words, others couldn't help but ask:
"What is this thing?"
Lin Fengjin said:
"If my guess is correct, it should be an innate invisible Geng-gold spear light. Among the five elements, fire overcomes metal, and metal overcomes wood, so the wood-based medicine applied on it will not have any effect at all. I used a red-hot tongs to
Oh, it is restrained by physical properties. Although there is no way to get rid of it, the prototype is still exposed, so you can feel the presence of foreign matter in the wound."
Hearing what Lin Fengjin said, everyone seemed to be speaking the truth. The people next to him also changed from half-belief to full-belief. Someone immediately asked:
"So what should we do now?"
Lin Fengjin said in a deep voice:
"The one causing trouble in the old man's wound at this time should be this innate invisible Geng Jin Gunmang. From the perspective of the five elements, fire is born to overcome metal, so we have to find someone who has attainments in the magical power of the fire system.
Come help."
The Tu Zhang family here are completely local emperors. Lin Fengjin made a request, and someone immediately followed it. A guest nicknamed Yan Zhenren was quickly called in. It is said that he could burn mountains and crack rocks with just a move, which was so shocking.
Shocked. But Lin Fengjin shook his head, and then he found a powerful person called Zhu Rong's reincarnation. But Lin Fengjin also shook his head. At this time, even the Tu Zhang family was in trouble, no matter how powerful they were.
It’s not that the masters can’t be invited. When he gritted his teeth and was about to open the treasure house and invite people, Lin Fengjin said with a wry smile:
"This is to find someone to treat illnesses, not to kill people. The cultivation of these two is too high, but it will be self-defeating."
Lin Fengjin's words immediately made the Tu Zhang family heave a sigh of relief. Then, as if it was a draft, they directly found twenty or thirty people, tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, old and young. Lin Fengjin could choose.
Feng Jin chose someone who looked relatively strong, then asked about his cultivation level, and said solemnly:
"It will be very painful, and you may be seriously injured. Are you sure you want to come and heal your ancestor's injuries?"
The man nodded without hesitation and said loudly:
"That is our blessing."
Since this person said so, Lin Fengjin asked him to wash his hands, stood on the side of Tu Zhang Langqing's body, and pressed the palms of both hands on Tu Zhang Langqing's wounds, just in time to
The two openings of the wound that penetrated the body were blocked.
Then let the monk start to circulate the fire energy in his body, gathering it on the wound.
After about a cup of tea, Tu Zhang suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice:
"There's some movement."
Listening to his voice, there was a hint of pain, but Lin Fengjin said calmly:
"Now I can only endure it."
At this moment, although Tu Zhang Langqing's wound was blocked by his palm, blood could still be seen flowing out. It was obvious that the injury was getting worse. Lin Fengjin was facing the somewhat aggravated man at this time.
The frightened fire monk shouted:
"Try harder and don't back down."
The fire cultivator was startled when he drank. He put more force on his hands, and a smell of burning flesh suddenly came out. But at this moment, Tu Zhang Langqing let out a muffled groan and saw a blood arrow.
It shot out from behind his wound. The wall behind him made a crisp sound, and a pit the size of a bowl suddenly appeared. When he peeled away the debris and dust, he saw a section of it.
It is tangible but insubstantial, and the seemingly ethereal yellow light is constantly swaying.
Everyone present was a little surprised. They had never imagined that such a mystery could be hidden. At this time, the fire monk covered his right hand in pain and took a few steps back. It turned out that in the palm of his right hand,
Suddenly, a blood hole the size of an egg was penetrated. It was completely empty. The flesh, flesh and bones inside were all stirred up into a mess, and a large amount of blood spurted out. (To be continued...