The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 142 Raising a Good Snake

The servants saw that Wanyan Kang treated Wu Zhai with great respect, how could they dare to treat him slowly?

Tea was served, wine was poured, a table of food and wine was set up, and two beautiful girls came, saying that they would play music for him to relieve his fatigue...

Wu Zhai threw out a few pieces of broken silver, coaxed and frightened him, and finally got rid of it.

After drinking a few cups alone, he suddenly chanted:
"A jug of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date, raising a glass to invite the bright moon, girl, come in quickly..."

Hearing a "puchi" laugh outside the door, a person jumped down from the eaves and said with a smile:

"What crooked poem?"

A beautiful girl opened the door and came in. It was Huang Rong.

Walking up to Wu Zhai without looking at him, he picked up another wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile:

"Master Zhang Wu, you are at ease!"

Wu Zhai said:
"Why don't you sneak into Zhao Wang's mansion if you don't go to find your father?"

Huang Rong smiled and said:

"I'm not going to look for him. Seeing you entered the palace, I thought it would be fun, but who knows that you are here to have fun behind Sister Han's back, hum..."

Wu Zhai shook his head, drank on his own, and ignored her.

After a while, Huang Rong said:

"Master Zhang Wu, those bad guys are discussing to steal Grandpa Yue's art of war, don't you want to join in the fun?"

Wu Zhai smiled and said indifferently:

"Let them steal it!"

Huang Rong said angrily:

"Aren't you seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River righteous and chivalrous, but you are happy to be a traitor in the mansion of King Jin!"

Wu Zhai rolled his eyes and said:
"Which eye of yours saw me being a traitor?"

Huang Rong snorted coldly:
"If you don't stop them from stealing Grandpa Yue's art of war, aren't you a traitor?"

Wu Zhai stretched out his hand to hang her little Qiong's nose, and said:
"What a stupid girl!"

Huang Rong blushed pretty, and then scolded:

"You are a big fool!"

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"Why do you want to stop it? I don't know where the book of war is. I just asked them to fetch it. I kowtowed and begged Zhang Wuye to accept it. That would be interesting!"

Huang Rong turned from anger to anger, patted the table lightly and said:
"Aha, it turns out that you have such a heart, you are really cunning!"

Wu Zhai shook his head and said:

"It's called resourcefulness, stupid girl!"

Huang Rong said angrily:

"Fatty, don't call me a stupid girl again!"

Wu Zhai didn't speak again, he just drank wine, but when he saw her glances, her delicate cheeks were dizzy, although she was still young, she was really stunning.

Suddenly said:

"Stupid girl, let's go!"

Huang Rong said in astonishment:
"Why are you driving me away? Is there something ulterior?"

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"What are you thinking about in your little head every day? It's so late, and I don't take concubines. If you don't leave, what are you doing in my room?"

Huang Rong blushed and cursed:
"Bah, nasty!"

As he said that, he floated out of the door with a "swish", turned over and landed on the roof, and after a few ups and downs, he was already far away.

After a few more days, Wu Zhai didn't leave the gate, he didn't go through the second gate, he just meditated and practiced in the house, Wan Yankang came to invite him to a banquet, but he didn't go either.

Huang Rong never came again, probably because she was shy.

On this day, at the third watch of the first month, Wu Zhai was fully dressed, quietly walked out of the house, and walked towards Liang Ziweng's pharmacy.

In fact, he must come here every night these days, and he is familiar with this route, but no one has discovered it.

Liang Ziweng is a master of Changbai Mountain martial arts school. He has taken wild mountain people and various rare medicines since he was a child.

But this "Shenxian old monster" has always been called separately. He is called "Shenxian" in front of his face, and he is not a disciple of his sect, so he is called "old monster" behind his back.

He has a bad nature, and it has been around for a long time. About 20 years ago, this old man believed in the heresy of harvesting yin to replenish yang, and found many virgins, and broke their bodies.

In the end, Hong Qigong, the northern beggar, bumped into him, beat him severely, and then pulled out his white hair. Fortunately, what he met was not an unruly monk, otherwise Diao'er would be cut short!
When Wu Zhai came to his room, he was not looking for that harmful prescription, but——

A big snake!
It turned out that this old monster Shenxian was originally a visitor in Changbai Mountain, and later he killed a senior who was seriously injured. From his pocket, he got a secret book of martial arts and more than ten prescriptions. This martial arts is amazing, and he is also proficient in pharmacology.

One of the prescriptions is the secret of nourishing snakes with medicine, so as to strengthen the body.

He collected medicinal materials according to the prescription, and spent a lot of hard work, catching a big poisonous viper in the deep mountains and dense forests, and feeding it with various rare medicines.

The body color of the snake was gray and black, but after taking medicines such as cinnabar and ginseng antler, it gradually turned red. After 20 years of feeding, its body has turned red in the past few days.

Therefore, even though he came to Yanjing from Liaodong, he brought this cumbersome snake by his side. As long as he had a few days to spare, he would suck the snake's blood. .

He was waiting, and so was Wu Zhai.

Wu Zhai is very patient. This is the only blind medicine in the world of Condor Shooting that can increase internal strength in a short time without any side effects. He is bound to get it.

He only said that this snake needs to be kept for a while, today is just a routine, come and have a look, don't let the mantis, the oriole, etc. get the first chance.

Unexpectedly, from a distance, the pharmacy was brightly lit, and the boys in Tsing Yi at the door were nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly a heart hung up, could it be too late?
He hurriedly breathed out his true spirit, hurriedly rushed forward, came to the front of the house, looked in through the window, it turned out that Liang Ziweng was busy in the house.

The big bamboo basket containing the snake was overturned on the side, and the big blood-red snake curled up and coiled under his feet. The snake's body was as thick as a small bowl and several feet long. Tongue can't stop wagging.

Then he saw Liang Ziweng pour out a bowl of decoction from a medicine pot beside him, it was as black as ink, he took another jar, and put the snake's head into it.

I don't know what trick he used, the snake's head trembled slightly, but the rest of its body seemed limp and seemed to have no strength at all. Liang Ziweng actually let Liang Ziweng pick up a sharp knife and cut the snake's neck, and bloody red blood flowed out. Snake blood!
The snake was in extreme pain, its whole body trembled, but in the end it couldn't move, the snake's blood gushed out, and it didn't take long to fill half the altar.

Liang Ziweng poured the bowl of black soup into it and stirred it with a sharp knife.

At this time, the snake's blood was about to run out, and the flow was slowing down.

Liang Ziweng cut a few more times with the knife, stood up, grasped the tail of the snake, moved his kung fu in his palm, and stroked it up slowly, wherever he stroked, the scarlet snake's body turned gray, and the snake Blood spurted out again!
After a stick of incense, the snake had turned into ashes, and there was not a single drop of blood oozing from the wound.

Liang Ziweng was panting and sweating profusely, so he threw the snake aside and gently stirred the snake's blood in the altar with a sharp knife.

But seeing him gulping down his saliva, he didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his head and face.

It seems that it is about to swallow the jar...

(End of this chapter)