Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 2598
An Dao was all dumbfounded. He didn't expect that just after killing the evil monk, another Taoist enemy came.

He quickly persuaded him, "Master, Wu Erlang is a well-known good man in Yangguguan. If you cut him like this, there will be one less good man in the world."

Wu Song straightened his body and said, "The Taoist priest wants to kill, just do it. You saved my Wu Er's life, and the worst is to pay you back."

Wu Yong looked at it and sighed, "Sure enough, he is a man, a tiger-fighting hero, and his reputation is well-deserved."

Holding a knife in his hand, he raised his hand and cut it off Wu Song's body.

Wu Song was confused for a while, "Well, that's all right?"

Wu Yong laughed loudly, "Of course it's fine, so why don't I really give you a knife?"

He picked up his signboard, laughed and turned around and said, "The karma is over, and it's time for the poor to roam around."

Wu Song and An Daoquan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried over to stop him, saying, "Don't worry, Taoist, Wu Er has something to ask!"

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

Wu Er immediately told the matter of Yanggu Pass and the evil monk from beginning to end.

Wu Yong frowned and said, "It's broad daylight, the sky is bright, there are villains working in Yangguguan!"

Wu Erdao, "I'm also skeptical. I thought this plague came out of nowhere. It doesn't exist in other places, but we have Yangguguan. Now that the evil monk has jumped out, I'm sure there must be some evil people there." Yangguguan is manipulating all of this behind the scenes."

He was a little embarrassed and said, "The Taoist priest has also seen it. Doctor An and I are too weak to fight this villain. Why don't the Taoist priest go with us, and it won't be too late to take this villain."

An Daoquan followed and begged, "Master Dao, cultivators are the same as our medical practitioners, you can't just ignore death!"

Wu Yong stroked his beard and agreed, "That's the case, the poor Taoist will just follow you."

Wu Song and An Daoquan immediately clasped their fists happily to express their thanks. With the help of this Taoist, the hearts of the two became more at ease.

When they left, they passed in front of the string of skull Buddha beads that Wu Yong had just swept over.

Wu Yong picked up this thing, looked at it, and handed it to Wu Songdao, "Brother Wu, I looked at the breath on the bone, and it was somewhat similar to your breath. You keep this thing, maybe later it works!"

Wu Song rubbed his head and said, "Am I the same breath as this monster?"

Wu Yong laughed loudly, "What is evil and not evil? In the hands of evil people, it is evil, but in the hands of good people, it is a sharp weapon to do justice for the heavens."

An Daoquan applauded and said, "That's right, the utensils in the world are dead, so there is no distinction between good and evil."

He also advised Wu Song to take it.

Wu Song had no choice but to cup his fists in thanks, and took the thing, and simply took the water-milled Zen staff of Taoist Kushan.

He didn't have any magic weapons in his hands, but this water-milled Zen stick was of extraordinary quality, and it was a good magic weapon.

The three of them hurried on the road together, without horses to lead the way, and the safe road was bumpy.

By the time we reached Yanggu Pass, the sky was already bright.

In the Martial House, Pan Jinlian happily took her cloak and went to Huichun Hall to get medicine as usual.

This is the tenth medicine. If I take it today, her husband's illness will be cured soon.

After she passed by, the young man was still calmly brewing scented tea in the garden as usual.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, and it smells very fragrant today.

Without waiting for the young man to speak, Pan Jinlian took a sip from the teacup and said to the young man, "I will replace the wine with tea. I would like to offer you a toast. Thank you for your life-saving grace. If there is any need for help in the future, we will help you." The couple never refuses."

The young man stared at her with a smile and said, "Young lady, aren't you afraid that this tea is poisonous?"

Pan Jinlian said, "You give free medical treatment to the people of Yangguguan, I believe you are a good person."

The young man sighed relievedly, "Madam can think so, I have not been busy these days. When Mr. Wu's condition is completely cured, I will visit the door in person."

Pan Jinlian nodded, took the herbs and left.

The young man slapped the fan, shook his head and chuckled, "This tea is really poisonous. Since the lady took the initiative to drink it, no wonder I'm here."

At the Wu family's mansion, Pan Jinlian had just entered the door with the medicine in hand, when the maid ran out and shouted anxiously, "Ma'am, the Second Young Master has returned with a genius doctor, and is now in the room to treat the master!"

"really?"

Pan Jinlian was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed the maid, took the cloak, and entered her husband's room before she could wash and dress up.

Wu Song and a Taoist were standing at the door, and one was sitting on the bed, giving Wu Zhi his pulse.

After Pan Jinlian came in, Wu Song quickly signaled to be quiet.

The three waited at the door for a while, and seeing An Daoquan opened his eyes, Wu Song hurriedly asked, "Doctor An, is my brother okay?"

Pan Jinlian said happily, "Erlang, don't worry, a genius doctor came to our Yanggu Pass recently, and he treated the common people and your brother for free. Look at this herbal medicine, drink the last one, your brother's illness will be cured." To be healed."

"Divine Doctor?"

Wu Song didn't know why, but his heart suddenly jumped.

An Daoquan got up immediately and said, "Madam, can I let you take this medicine?"

"Of course!"

Pan Jinlian handed over the medicine, glanced at her pale husband, and asked anxiously, "Is there something wrong with my husband?"

An Daoquan opened the medicine bag, carefully inspected every medicinal ingredient in it, suddenly changed his face, clapped his hands and cursed, "Who is so vicious that he gave Mr. Wu such poison!"

"what?"

Both Pan Jinlian and Wu Song were taken aback, and quickly asked, "What do you mean by genius doctor?"

Pan Jinlian said, "It can't be poison. I have someone look at it specially. These are ordinary herbs!"

An Daoquan immediately laid out the herbs, introduced the effects and names of the herbs to them one by one, pounded his fist on the table and said, "Madam was deceived, and there is nothing wrong with this herb individually. But Wu Zongbing took it, but it would cause serious problems. Wu Zongbing suffered from the plague, his breath was sinking, and his breath was suppressed in his spleen and stomach. But this herbal medicine is a great tonic. But you can’t let the breath rise or dissipate. Like a flood, it gathers more and more in the spleen and stomach. Although it can refresh you for a while, but in the end, the breath will burst into the spleen and stomach, but it will burst the embankment and kill people!”

Pan Jinlian was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Wu Song supported her, let her sit on a chair beside her, and quickly asked, "Sister-in-law, who gave you this medicine?"

Pan Jinlian shook her head and said, "I only know that he is the young owner of Huichuntang, I don't know his name!"

"Rejuvenation Hall!"

Wu Song stared, and said angrily, "I knew someone was making trouble in this city, so I'll settle the score with him!"

Wu Yong grabbed his arm and said, "Your brother has not recovered, you leave now, what if a thief comes to your house?"

Wu Song stopped, nodded repeatedly, and anxiously asked An Daoquan, "Genius doctor, can my brother still be saved?"

An Daoquan had already spread out a pack of silver needles on the table and said, "If it were someone else, it might be hopeless. But fortunately, I met you, so it's not difficult to save my life!"

He sat down next to Wu Zhi, asked Wu Song to lift Wu Zhi's robe, and immediately gave him needles.

Pan Jinlian didn't even notice that Wu Zhi's lower abdomen was already swollen and hardened by Qi.

As soon as An Daoquan went down with a needle, he could immediately hear the sound of air leaking.

A group of people were treating Wu Zhi in the house, and it was night.

A cold laugh suddenly came from outside the house, "Ximen Qing, Ximen Qing, I said your calculation was wrong, right? This Wu Song really returned to the mansion, and none of your subordinates are useful!"

(End of this chapter)