Chapter 77 Fake medicine harms people

Chapter 77 Fake medicine harms people

Chapter 77 Fake medicine harms people

Young people nowadays are still very hot-tempered.

Originally, I thought that Uncle Jiu had prepared so many magical instruments because he wanted to have a grand battle.

Now it seems that he guessed wrong after all. No matter whether it is a long-range fight or close combat, as long as it can eliminate the enemy, it is a good method.

"Now that the Bat Mage's position has been exposed, the next step is a real fight with real swords and guns."

"Poor Bat Wizard, he spent so much time preparing this strange formation, but in the end it was of little use."

"Hey... I don't know how many Qi situations he has connected to shake the celestial phenomena. I think the bat wizard must be so angry that he must die..."

Song Feng wanted to laugh when he thought of the scene where the Bat Wizard was casting a spell to fight Uncle Jiu, but was suddenly knocked down by Uncle Jiu who suddenly appeared.

This is a strange layout!
Being able to vaguely make use of the surrounding environment to delay or move the rain that was supposed to fall, the price to pay is not small.

Let alone a small Dunjia Sect, even big Taoist sects like Longhushan and Maoshan would not dare to say that they can make it rain whenever they want.

"I've heard that most people in Dunjia Sect have problems with their brains. It seems that the calculations they made for the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches are too complicated, and they've become possessed by demons."

"I hope the Bat Wizard can hold on by then, and not be driven crazy by the huge changes in the Qimen pattern..."

When he finished speaking, Song Feng couldn't help but mourn for this outer disciple of the Dunjia Sect.

Although the methods of Qimen Dunjia are extremely strange, it requires extremely powerful computing power to perform Qimen Dunjia.

Just like the strange layout in front of you.

Not only do you need to calculate the time when the sky is overcast, but you also need to calculate when it will rain, when it will rain, and to what extent.

Only when these initial problems are resolved can we truly use Qi Men Dun Jia to calculate the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the Five Elements and the Eight Trigrams, thus making the Qi Men pattern controllable.

This is not a forced change by relying on one's own magic power, but influencing the Qi situation through the changes between every blade of grass, flower and tree.

In other words.

With the entire inn as the center, the Bat Mage probably knows the environment in all directions around the town by heart and has checked it countless times.

This is also the reason why he was unwilling to leave the inn.

"The calculation power required for Qimen Dunjia is too terrifying. Only a genius can master it. Since I don't understand it, I'll just stay here."

"It's better to stay where you are than to run around and end up getting shut out instead of watching the show..."

When he finished speaking, he gently turned his wheelchair and came to the vicinity of the bed where Wencai was lying.

The essence of Qi Men Dun Jia is the evolution of numbers.

This kind of thing was quite troublesome even for him, so he simply decided not to go in and join in the fun.

If you want to live long, you must adhere to the principle of not meddling in other people's affairs, doing things with confidence, and never touch things that you don't understand or are half-familiar with.

As he slowly moved the wheelchair closer to the bed, the black lines on Wencai's body, which had been burned red, gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, the black magic that had cast a spell on Wencai was about to be completely lifted!

Seeing this, Song Feng nodded, then casually took a cup of tea from the table next to him and flicked it on Wencai's face with his finger:

"Don't sleep anymore, wake up..."

As these drops of water fell on his face, Wencai, who had just been confused by the burning, seemed to be in a nightmare, and the whole person seemed to be struggling:
“No…no…don’t!!!”

He shouted loudly, and when he realized that he was in the house, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief:
"Huh... Fortunately, I'm still alive..."

At this moment, when he recovered from the relief of having finally survived, everything he saw felt familiar.

Especially when he saw his seventh uncle holding a teacup next to him, seemingly casting a spell to wake him up, his sense of security reached its peak:
"...Seventh Uncle, were you the one who saved me?"

Looking at Wencai, whose body was red and sweating, Song Feng put down the water bowl and said with a smile:
"This black magic is not solved by me. I just saw that you were about to wake up, so I gave you some tea to help you."

"It's good that you're awake now, so you won't be ambushed by someone when you're unaware..."

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Wencai seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and then he quickly began to speak:
"Oh, Seventh Uncle, someone attacked me, and it was a man in black. Where are Master and Qiu Sheng? I need to tell them the news!"

Thinking of the scene where he was ambushed, Wencai couldn't help but shudder.

Perhaps only the master could be compared with such an elusive figure. He had to tell the master quickly, lest the master be unaware of the information and be ambushed by others.

Looking at Wencai who was trying to get up from his prone position in a hurry, Song Feng shook his head:
"Don't be anxious, young man. Don't be so impatient. Your master and Qiu Sheng have already gone to hunt down the Bat Mage. You don't have to be so anxious."

"Besides, the wound on your butt hasn't healed yet, so you can't move around carelessly, lest you make the wound worse..."

Wencai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard his seventh uncle say that his master and Qiu Sheng had gone to hunt down the Bat Wizard.

But when he heard his seventh uncle talking about the injury on his buttock, he seemed to finally react.

Then, he just touched his buttocks with his hand, and the next moment, he screamed:

“Hiss…Ahhh, it hurts!”

It seemed as if the pain was dulled, and only then did Wencai realize that his butt was broken and he lay on the bed screaming.

For a moment, Song Feng couldn't help but laugh:

"It seems that your master's medicine contains some ingredients of Ma Fei San. Your master is really a good and responsible master who has considered everything so thoroughly."

Hearing that Seventh Uncle was still praising the Master at this time, Wencai gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his buttocks and asked:
"Seventh Uncle, what happened to my butt? I remember that my butt didn't seem to be injured at that time."

"Wuwuwuwu... I feel like my butt is about to be numb from the pain. Will I be disabled?"

When he said the last part, Wencai couldn't help but burst into tears and looked very sad.

Seeing Wencai so sad, Song Feng patted his head gently and then comforted him:
"Don't worry, your butt is just a superficial wound. It will heal in ten days or half a month. You won't be disabled."

When he said this, he paused, and then looked at Wencai in front of him with an inexplicable expression:
"As for who hurt your butt, you'll have to ask your master and Qiu Sheng."

"After all, they were the only two there at the time. No one could understand the situation better than the two parties involved..."

It was indeed Qiu Sheng who hit him with the stick, but if Uncle Jiu hadn't used Wencai as a shield, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly.

Who is more like the mastermind? This can only be judged by Wencai himself.

Although he didn't find out who hurt him, Wencai was very happy knowing that he would not be disabled:

"I'm relieved that he won't be disabled. I'm still young and haven't gotten married yet. I can't become disabled so early!" Continuing the family line is a big deal, and he has no ambition to make a name for himself in the spiritual world, so he naturally seems to have no ambitions.

While the two of them were chatting, Song Feng suddenly frowned, and then subconsciously looked towards the eaves in the distance:

"...Why do you like climbing walls and flying over rooftops?"

When he said this, he gently pushed his wheelchair closer to the window and then looked outside the inn.

Looking closely, I could see that there seemed to be a slight reflection in the dark night.

This light is the light of the moon reflected by puddles after a heavy rain, and it looks quiet and soothing.

However, on such a quiet night.

All I saw was a figure in black clothes quietly jumping down from the eaves with a sword in his hand. He looked inexplicably murderous!
Seeing the sneaky man in black, Song Feng knocked on the window gently, then slowly said:
"My dear hero, there is only a disabled person lying on the bed and an old man with inconvenient legs and feet upstairs."

"If you are here to seek revenge, you can just follow this road and chase after him. We will never reveal your whereabouts... cough cough cough cough..."

At the end of his speech, he started coughing. After all, speaking so loudly really shook his lungs.

However, upon hearing this sudden sound, the man in black who had just jumped down from the eaves seemed to be startled:
"……ha??"

But then, the man in black robe realized that his whereabouts had been discovered, and at this moment, he spoke in a low and hoarse voice towards the direction where Song Feng was:
"If that's the case, then I didn't make a mistake. I'll kill you off sooner rather than later so I can exchange your heads for the bounty!"

When he said this, the man in black, who didn't know how his whereabouts were discovered, walked upstairs with the sword in hand.

Since you have been discovered, just kill them directly. After all, if you want to kill someone, it doesn’t matter whether it is an assassination or an open killing!

Hearing what the man in black said, Song Feng shook his head helplessly, then sighed quietly:

"In that case, there is nothing to discuss..."

When he said this, he picked up the eagle bone whistle on the table and began to play it softly:

"Woooooooo..."

A whistle with a strange rhythm suddenly blew from upstairs in all directions.

Then, the originally quiet empty stack was suddenly filled with rustling sounds from all directions:
"Hiss..."

Looking around, all you could see were bamboo green snakes with their heads raised suddenly appearing everywhere on the upper floor.

Although they are very small.

But the green body gives people a great sense of fear.

Not only that.

As he continued to play, all kinds of snakes, insects and poisonous insects came from all directions.

It was as if the inn was surrounded!
Seeing such a horrifying scene, the black-clad swordsman holding the precious sword could not help but freeze in place:
"…Miaojiang Gu Master?"

I originally thought I could take advantage of the situation and get the bounty, but now it seems that I might even lose my life here.

Looking at the man in black who was standing stiffly in place, Song Feng skillfully played the last few notes, and then said calmly:
“…Kill him!”

As he finished speaking, the many snakes, insects and poisonous insects that had gathered here seemed to be going crazy:

"Hiss..."

"Squeak!"

"..."

One after another, poisonous snakes like thin threads appeared out of thin air and surrounded the man in black, making people feel a tingling sensation on their scalp even at night:
"No, don't come over!"

“…No…Ah!!!”

The sounds of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts devouring flesh and blood continued to be heard. After a short while, only a skeleton and tattered black clothes were left of a healthy person.

Seeing a good person die downstairs, Song Feng smiled and shook his head, then put the whistle next to him:
"It seems that this bat wizard is not as stupid as he appears to be. At least he knows to keep a backup plan."

"Fortunately, I still know some evil tricks, otherwise I would have vomited blood again tonight..."

Watching the poisonous insects he had attracted in advance destroy a potential enemy, Song Feng seemed very relaxed.

After all, there was no special means used to force the spell to cause backlash, so doesn't this also count as recuperation?

However, when he turned around, he saw Wencai, who had barely climbed up, looking at him in amazement.

Seeing the astonishment on Wencai's face, Song Feng showed a kind smile:

"Why does Wencai look at me like this?"

Thinking of the terrifying scene just now, and looking at the kind-hearted seventh uncle in front of him, Wencai thought for a moment that he was just dreaming:
"Seventh Uncle...was that true just now?"

Was that horrifying scene of countless snakes and insects completely covering and engulfing a person really what he saw in real life?

Hearing Wencai's question, Song Feng said with a smile:
"Children should not be so curious. Sometimes what you see with your eyes may not be real."

"You'd better just lie here and wait for your master and Qiu Sheng to come back..."

If it were anyone else, he would have doubted it, but Wencai would not. When he heard his seventh uncle say this, he nodded blankly:
"Oh...then wait until the master comes back."

Looking at Wencai lying obediently on the bed, Song Feng looked out the window into the distance:

"By this time, I think the Bat Mage must have surrendered..."

the other side.

In a forest where a fight had taken place.

The Bat Mage, whose chest had been pierced by a peach wood sword, now looked at the nearly completed altar with an incredible expression:
“Ha… the Tongtian vine is actually fake… hahahaha… fake… all fake…”

Just when Uncle Jiu thought that the Bat Wizard was going to counterattack before his death, he saw the Bat Wizard suddenly stand up and climb onto the altar.

Then, in a very sad tone, he shouted:
“…Fake medicine is harmful to people!!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell straight down from the altar. His breath suddenly stopped completely, which looked very dramatic.

However, seeing that the Bat Mage not only did not counterattack before his death but instead acted like this, Uncle Jiu's face changed drastically:
“…Oh no! Something happened at the inn!!”

(End of this chapter)