Seeing Ma Ye's proud look, Zhu Tong knew what happened in the dining car without having to listen. He was the director of that fight.
Big Wheel and his two men were probably caught. There were three policemen in the dining car, and the captain of the bus was also an old man. It was obvious that they were in the same group.
Xinjiang killers will be desperate after becoming addicted to drugs; Zhu Tong didn't know what weapons he had on him or how many drugs he had with him.
Listening to the train conductor's wishes, Ma Ye also took action, which was a bit unexpected; it seemed that the big steamer was quite capable and dared to resist in the face of the police's gun. But things got serious, and Zhu Tong didn't think he had gone too far.
, the other party plotted against him, and what he did was very appropriate. He risked his own life and could not blame others.
Master Ma Ye and others were about to enter the private room. Ye'er mustered up the courage to step forward and handed over a book: "Mr. Ma, can you sign something for me? I like your paintings very much and have heard about your paintings.
Where’s the lecture?”
Ma Ye had seen a lot about such scenes, so he took it and wrote a few words before asking: "What's your surname, Miss?"
"My name is Ye'er."
"Beauty! A rare misty beauty, the standard Jiangnan lady should be like this. Okay." When Ma Ye finished signing and handed back the book, it seemed that he saw Ye'er's appearance clearly for the first time, and pulled her
He held up his hand in admiration and sighed to his student: "Sixty years ago, I met a young lady like this in the countryside of Suzhou. It's true. She was the one who ignited my passion for art. My motivation for learning painting was to
One day I will be able to record her appearance with my own paintbrush. It is not just the appearance, the beauty of this lady lies in the connotation. She has the charm of a woman from the Jiangnan water town. Look at these eyes, as quiet as moonlight, sentimental and full of poetry and painting.
The charming aura. Miss, you must be from Suzhou!"
Ye'er's beauty is quiet and unassuming, but the charm inspired by the Gu now will not be so low-key that Ma Ye only discovered it now. Zhu Tong felt funny in his heart, seeing Ma Ye's female disciple lightly shaking her head at him, and the Chinese painting
The master's last words made him understand the intention of the traditional Chinese painting master.
"Miss Ye'er, can I invite you to be a model? With all due respect, I have no other intention. Beauty is temporary and cannot be grasped. Classical beauty like yours is fleeting, and you cannot remain in your current state forever.
.I want to record it and paint it with my brush. You are the best model in my dream, and Lin Daiyu is no more than that, right? Maybe it is an eternal masterpiece, even better than the Mona Lisa----
--."
"Nauseous." Zhu Tong continued in his mind.
Ye'er lowered her head in embarrassment, she must have been dizzy.
Zhu Tong thought about Ma Ye's praise and judged his identity. Among the eight sects in the world, none of them were good at Chinese painting. What was Ma Ye's origin? Ye'er seemed to have said that Ma Ye also played a very good pipe.
Dongxiao has also released records. Could it be that he is the elder of Liupin Meiyuan? Isn't he just an actor? No wonder he has such confusing language.
"Mr. Ma is good at painting plum blossoms and beauties, right?" Zhu Tong suddenly interjected.
"Who is this?" Ma Ye let go of Ye'er's hand and turned to Zhu Tong.
"He is Dr. Li, a master's degree from Beijing Tongren Hospital. He sacrificed his vacation time to accompany me to see a doctor." Ye'er's face turned red after being praised by the master in her heart, and she was trembling when she spoke; "Doctor Li, Mr. Ma specializes in ink landscapes."
------."
"No, Dr. Li is right. I have studied gongbi painting more deeply, and I really like to paint plum blossoms and maids. However, gongbi painting is a small piece of painting. It is not as majestic as landscape painting, and it is not suitable to be hung in the living room for support.
Facade; I feel ashamed, and in the eyes of experts, I am a very vulgar person."
Ma Ye's unexpected admission sounded to outsiders as a sign of his humility; in Zhu Tong's view, it was another matter: Ma Ye had already stated that he was a member of the Sixth Rank Meiyuan of the Eight Sects of Jianghu.
"In this case, the boy is too presumptuous. I am not an expert, just a low-level student of traditional Chinese medicine. Miss Su, Lan Xinhuizhi, also likes calligraphy and painting. She is your admirer and also my patient. Our trip is to go
Searching for a cure was purely accidental. I never expected that I would meet a master. This fate is so special."
After saying that, Zhu Tong and Ma Ye smiled at each other, saying nothing.
Everyone around them was confused, especially Ye'er. They couldn't figure out what Zhu Tong meant by fate. They didn't understand why the master of traditional Chinese painting was so polite to Dr. Li. Also, how did Dr. Li know that Ma Ye was good at it?
Paint meticulously?
Zhu Tong didn't understand why Ma Ye came back to him. He meant to let the other party understand by saying these words: Ye'er had nothing to do with him, and it had nothing to do with Jianghu. Ma Ye and Liupin Meiyuan would do whatever they wanted to do to him.
Maybe Ma Ye wants to go with him on the same road. Ye'er may be extremely beautiful in his eyes, but Ma Ye's dream must be more than just beauty.
As we were about to arrive at the station, there were so many people coming and going on the train that we couldn't have a long conversation in the aisle. Ma Ye invited Ye'er to have a detailed talk in the private room No. 8; Zhu Tong excused himself to use the bathroom and walked to the other end of the carriage.
Changsha is a big station, and some of the passengers in the soft sleeper carriage were getting ready to get off the train. Zhu Tong saw the figure who was following him sitting on his berth reading a book. He guessed that the other person wanted to come with him. Zhu Tong thought: There has been nothing unusual about the other person.
, maybe following yourself is not a bad thing?
But I saw his hand pointing to the top of his head inadvertently and shaking it twice.
Is there someone on the roof of the car? Did the second-in-command escape? There is only one second-in-command in the car. It seems that the big steamer has escaped. The second-in-command of the fourth-grade prosperous house is indeed not a fool. There will be trouble in the future.
After closing the bathroom door, Zhu Tong unbuttoned his pants and squatted down, relaxing his whole body and preparing for a comfortable excretion. The bathroom door was opened with a key. Regardless of Zhu Tong's objection, a boy in black squeezed in.
.
The physiological urge is irresistible at certain moments, and there are two "pop" sounds, and the smell fills the bathroom.
The most embarrassing thing in the world is the situation Zhu Tong is encountering now.
A woman came in. She didn't look embarrassed at all. She was holding a special triangle key for railways and looked at the grown man Zhu Tong who was leaving with a smile.
"Yanzi." Although Zhu Tong was surprised, he was not surprised; Yanzi was born with ghosts and spirits, and it was expected that he would come to see him before leaving, but this occasion was really inappropriate.
"You are so proud that you invited someone from the Taoist sect to help." Zhu Tong was shocked as soon as Yanzi opened his mouth. Although the second-grade Taoist sect was not an enemy in his impression, he could not be a friend. That's it.
For a moment of surprise, Zhu Tong relaxed, a popping sound was heard in the toilet, and there was another stench in the bathroom.
"Without the help of Taoist priests, Zara Khan's steel crossbow would pierce your thigh; he is not afraid of death or the police, and can jump from the fastest train. But you destroyed him, he has a hundred Ke Bai lives; Zara Khan can be killed or thrown to death, but he cannot be shot. Zhu Tong, I don’t need to deal with you in the future, and the wolves in the Western Region will not let you go."
Zhu Tong's face turned red from holding it in. He wasn't angry, he was really holding it in. He was not used to shitting in front of a woman, even though the two of them were already very familiar with each other's bodies.
The shouts of the police came from outside the door, and the police began to search for the big wheel and the smoke. The second-level Taoist people should be talking about the three Taoist priests. It turned out that they took action to replace the Xinjiang killer's steel crossbow; the Taoist priests' He is also capable enough that he can use his methods without the killer noticing.
This is good, because if the wolves in the Western Region seek revenge, they will have many shields.
"The wolves in the Western Regions were seeking revenge, but they couldn't find me. It was the people from Dao Zong who disarmed him, and the one he brought down was the elder of the Sixth-Rank Meiyuan. Miss Yanzi, you should understand the reason; yes I was not even in the dining car when the accident happened, so what does it have to do with me that he fell into the water? I just kindly reminded you to run away, good people really don't deserve it. Let me remind you again, I'm on the phone Saying that I want you to leave is equivalent to reminding the big fire wheel and his killer. As a fellow Jianghu, I can't be unjust if you are unkind." Zhu Tong figured out the key, and after speaking his own truth, he closed his eyes and exerted force. Pull out a bunch of more smelly stuff.
"You------a man is not a good thing, and the big fire wheel left me and ran away. Zhu Lang, I will go home now and wait for the news. After you die, I will collect your body." Yanzi looked angry. He was pale, but he didn't know how to refute it; the little liar's words completely brushed him off, at least on the surface it was reasonable.
The sounds outside were getting closer. She didn't dare to argue with this unfaithful person. She stretched out her hand to open the car window. Her soft body turned like a snake, and the person was outside the car.
"Hmph!" Yanzi took one last look at Zhu Tong, then turned over and disappeared on the roof of the car. Only then did Zhu Tong begin to comfortably excrete the odor that had been accumulated for a long time.
The bathroom door was opened again, and the police sergeant poked his head in to take a look: "Doctor Li, the bathroom needs to be locked before entering Changsha Station. Please hurry up." He covered his nose and closed the door before leaving.
Two minutes later, Zhu Tong returned to the private room No. 7 with a relaxed body; Ye'er was not there, Huang Hai was not there either, and Ma Ye's female disciple was sitting on the bunk, looking through Zhu Tong's medical books.
"Hello Mr. Li, let me meet you. My name is Mei Lanting, Mr. Ma's closed disciple. Miss Su is discussing cooperation with the teacher next door. Isn't it presumptuous for me to sit here for a while?"
She was still dressed in the same simple dress, with her slender and fit legs close together in front of Zhu Tong's eyes, and a pair of camel-colored hiking boots under her feet.
"It doesn't matter, I have to go to bed anyway, Miss Mei, whatever you want."
Due to the injury, Zhu Tongzhen tired easily; besides, he had to seize the time to recover. He lay on the bunk with his eyes closed and his hands covering his chest and lower abdomen, and he actually sank into the state of numbness.
Mei Lanting didn't mean to be left out at all. He pursed his lips and smiled and continued to read medical books.
The whistle blew three times, the train slowed down and swayed, then stopped at the bustling Changsha Station.
The captain and two policemen pushed the two people out of the carriage and handed them over to the police officers waiting under the car. The Xinjiang man was limp and was carried out.
After Mei Lanting saw what happened on the platform, he said to himself: "The Yellow Eagle made some clever moves and made the snake god hit Lu Zhong."
Zhu Tong remained motionless, as if everything that happened in the outside world really had nothing to do with him. Mei Lanting gritted his teeth bitterly, stretched out his finger and tapped him, and cursed silently.
"Girls should be more polite. It's not a good habit to curse people behind their backs. Be careful of retribution if you give birth to a child." Zhu Tongmeng muttered, turned around and fell asleep again, facing inward.
Mei Lanting's face turned red for a moment, and he couldn't find the right words to say what he wanted to say. He stomped out of the private room and closed the door tightly.
When Huang Hai returned, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.
Ye'er was sitting on the bunk, holding a sketch in his hand, lost in thought, while Zhu Tong was still sleeping soundly on the upper bunk.
"Who painted our Ye'er so beautifully?" Huang Haitian leaned over with a face, but Ye'er pushed him away: "Go, go, Mr. Ma painted this for me; he is also going to Xiangxi and invites us to join him.
Where is the road?"
Huang Hai couldn't find his watch after a day of exhaustion. He had no temper with his girlfriend and could only sit across from her and get angry. Mei Lanting appeared in front of the door and waved to Ye'er: "Miss Su, the teacher has rested. Please come over.
"
Ye'er responded happily and got up and went to the private room next door. Listening to Ma Ye's hearty laughter, Huang Hai was so angry that he pulled up the blanket and covered his head. After a while, he heard the sound of snoring. After struggling for a day and a half, he was tired.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the train entered Xiangxi, and the beautiful mountains and rivers passed by the window.
Zhu Tong came down from the upper bunk and patted Huang Hai awake: "Where is Miss Su?"
"I don't know." Huang Hai said angrily.
Zhu Tong smiled bitterly and pointed to the darkening sky outside: "It's getting dark soon."
"What's wrong? It's normal for it to be dark." Huang Hai still didn't wake up completely.
"I mean, we need to get Miss Su over here quickly, she's going to be sick."
"Ah---yes, look at my brain, I'm so confused by the little thief. Thank you, Dr. Li, Ye'er is next door, I'll call him."
Ye'er also forgot about her illness and was excitedly listening to Master Ma talk about the wonders of art. When she saw Huang Hai opened the door and called in, he looked unhappy.
"Your illness." Huang Hai tapped his chest and then outside the car window. Only then did Ye'er think of the consequences of getting dark and hurriedly left. In the corridor, she touched her red lips on Huang Hai's face: "Thank you, this afternoon
It's my fault, don't be angry. If you lose the watch, just throw it away. It will be the same if you buy a pair later, so don't worry anymore. Just say it well, if I lose the watch, you can't be angry."
"Hehehe. No, no." Huang Haihan smiled, so happy that he couldn't even say anything.
Ye'er's face was flushed, and her eyes were sparkling with love. She entered the private room and took off her coat and lay on the bed. She said to Zhu Tong with a smile on her face: "Doctor Li, Teacher Ma said that you are a worldly expert, and he also said that I
I am very lucky. If I hadn't happened to meet a noble person like you, I would not have survived next spring. He also said that as long as I have you, I will definitely be able to find a good medicine to cure the disease this time."
"Master Ma can also tell fortunes," Zhu Tong said with a smile, grabbing Ye'er's wrist and feeling her pulse. Ye'er's whole body exuded a warm fragrance, and her tall breasts undulated slightly under the milky white velvet sweater, like ivory.
The delicate neck is set off by black hair and is astonishingly fair.
Zhu Tong clenched his teeth before he could calm down. The girl lying in front of him was becoming more and more attractive. If it weren't for the doctor's coat, and if Huang Hai wasn't around, the strong impulse might make the little liar do something even more outrageous.
It was easy to calm down my restless mind and concentrate on feeling my pulse.
"He can't tell fortunes but can read fortunes. Teacher Ma said that you are a good doctor who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. I think you look like you. You don't like to talk, but you are very good to your patients------"
As Ye Er was talking, he saw Zhu Tong's face darkening and couldn't help but shut his mouth.
"you've been drinking?"
"A glass of red wine. Teacher Ma said that red wine is good for the skin. It is the manor wine he brought back from France. I only drank one glass." Ye'er asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Do I look drunk?"
"You're not drunk, the bug in your stomach is." Zhu Tong blamed angrily: "I told you never to drink. Didn't your sister tell you?"
"I'm sorry, I forgot." Ye'er then remembered Su Juan's words. A few days ago, Zhu Tong had said that she couldn't drink alcohol, but seeing the master happy today, she forgot all about it.
Like a child who had done something wrong, Ye'er looked at Zhu Tong timidly. The apologies and tears in her eyes softened the little liar's heart. He calmed down and comforted her softly: "It's my fault for not emphasizing that wine can arouse poison."
Due to the ferocious nature of insects, today will be very troublesome. We have one hour to go to Zhangjiajie Station, and I will give you an injection to put you to sleep."
Huang Hai also stood aside feeling distressed, wanting to say something. When he saw the tears in Ye'er's eyes, he finally sighed and sat back on the bunk. The black gas in Ye'er's body had begun to gather, becoming much thicker, with red threads hidden in the middle.
With Zhu Tong's meager knowledge, he also knew that the appearance of red threads was not a good sign, it was a blood evil. When the old liar was exorcising evil spirits and treating people, he brought Zhu Tong to experience similar evil spirits. That was a person who was about to die, and the old liar treated him
I gave up halfway through because the patient had already died.
The old liar said: Evil energy containing blood will attack the heart, and it requires great supernatural powers to control it. If a healthy person is angry with blood and attacks the heart, he will definitely go crazy and do terrible things without even knowing it; the same is true for patients with blood evil.
, it doesn’t matter if it’s not cured.
Grandma, do you really think you are a doctor? Even after you cured her, you are still someone else's girlfriend. Zhu Tong scolded himself for being soft-hearted, but his hands were not idle; the silver needle pierced Ye Erzhao Hai, Yintang,
Qi rushed to the three major acupuncture points, and he twisted it carefully. The silver needle was coated with hallucinogenic drugs. Of course, Ye'er couldn't resist it, and fell asleep after a while.
Zhu Tong took a breath, endured the pain in his shoulders, and lifted up Ye'er's sweater and underwear. He inserted a five-element needle near his belly button to cut off the attack route of the Gu insects, and then stabbed a white egg through the seven-star holes and placed it on the fifth floor.
between needles.
After thinking about it for a while, I still felt uneasy, so I opened another egg, unbuttoned Ye'er's belt, dipped my fingers in egg blue, and drew three Chinese characters for ghost on her soft abdomen. Then calmly, I pricked her with a silver needle.
He pricked his fingertips and put a ghost eye in the middle of the word "鬼". Finally, luck caused a bleeding line to appear on his fingertips, and he drew a "dog" character next to it.
After doing all this, Zhu Tong sat next to Huang Hai, panting, covered in sweat. Evil can't see wine. Zhu Tong used to just read what was written in the book, but now he understands the danger.
He followed the old liar's method of using the gourd and the flower dipper, and the method he used was even more confusing. He was not sure whether he would use his own. Now he could only see whether this mysterious spell was of use or not. The old liar had no taboos, but he didn't eat it.
Dog meat and chicken, together, Zhu Tong and his two senior brothers also do not eat chicken or dog meat. What they have been asked to write since they were young are these three characters for ghost and one character for dog. Each ghost is different, but it seems to outsiders that they are indistinguishable.
Very different.
The old liar said that this is the master's life-saving trick. It can save other people's lives as well as your own. If this trick doesn't work, just die! Even gods can't save the dead.
Zhu Tong didn't believe in this thing before, but now he hopes that what the old liar said is the golden rule.
"Hey! Doctor Li, what are you doing? Applying magic to treat diseases? I want to see it." Mei Lanting pushed open the door and came in, looking at Ye'er with a smile.
Huang Hai stared blankly at Zhu Tong's actions. He was so dumbfounded that even Miss Mei was ignored by him.
"You have done a good job. If anything happens to Miss Su, you will be responsible, and Master Ma will also be responsible." Zhu Tong said angrily.
"What's wrong?" Mei Lanting was a little scared. There were five silver needles stuck in Ye'er's belly, and there were strange words drawn on them, and there were blood stains. It was really mysterious.
"What's wrong? She can't drink alcohol because of her illness. You're trying to persuade her to drink, just to feed her poison." After Zhu Tong said angrily, he suddenly asked: "Are you a virgin?"
Upon hearing such bold and direct words, Mei Lanting's white face instantly turned red, and he turned around and left.
A minute later, Ma Ye, a master of traditional Chinese painting, walked in, rubbed his hands and said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I only knew that Miss Su was sick. I meant to let her drink some red wine to relax, but I didn't expect it."
I have caused such a big trouble for my husband. But I will definitely obey my orders."
"It's okay for me to bother you. I'm just afraid that the classical beauty you praise will be killed by you."
Zhu Tong was more polite to him and paid attention to his gentlemanly demeanor; but after saying this, Huang Hai jumped up first and grabbed Zhu Tong's shoulders: "Doctor Li, are you scaring me? Ye'er is really hopeless. What should I do?
?How should I explain to Sister Su? You must be lying to me."
Zhu Tong felt a sharp pain from his wound, but he couldn't break away. He frowned and shouted, "Let go, if you keep doing this, I'm going to die first."
Huang Hai let go of his hand, his big eyes were full of red threads, and stared at Ma Ye: "Why did you want to harm her? Why------."
"Officer Huang, please be quiet. Now is not the time to make trouble. Your girlfriend, Miss Su, is not dead yet. If you continue to do this, you will really harm her." Ma Ye finished speaking solemnly, lowered his head to inspect Zhu Tong's craftsmanship, and commented.
Said: "Mr. Li, the three characters for "ghost" are written in such a way that they are so ghostly and scary. There is a dog next to him, leaping and roaring. Ha, what a dog blocking the door of ghosts. I have only heard of it before, but today I have opened my eyes.
I believe that Miss Su will be able to escape this disaster with the protection of such a powerful mantra."
There are many spells in Zhumen, all of which have special mental combinations, but the little liar only knows this one.
Zhu Tong has been writing these four words "Three Ghosts and One Dog" for nearly twenty years. At first, he felt mentally tired every time he finished writing. Under the threat of the old liar's persistent stick, he had to concentrate and practice carefully. In total, since the beginning
From ten times a day to more than a thousand times a day, I wrote it at least a million times.
When he was a boy, every time he wrote these words, Zhu Tong would feel dizzy and dizzy for a while, as if he was seriously ill. He had to practice Peng Ma Gong immediately to recover. Until a few years ago, he felt that he could write these four words freely.
After a lot of discomfort, the old liar stopped threatening him to practice. The two senior brothers were kicked out after they had gained experience in writing these words, but they never knew that there was such a weird name.
Dogs stand in the way of death; grandma, it is said that she is a dog, and her two senior brothers are also dogs; the old liar is probably also a dog, right?
While thinking about these things that had nothing to do with his illness, the silver needle on Ye'er's stomach trembled, as if he was in danger of falling out.
Zhu Tong screamed in his heart, and stepped forward to twist the tail of the needle. His fingertips felt the huge momentum forcing the silver needle, the blood spots in the ghost eyes flashed with red light, and the word "dog" trembled on Ye'er's soft belly.
, roaring silently as if alive, shocking the dark red spot in the middle of the black air.