Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

What the hell, Qingping Temple is Black Temple? !

Qin Liuxi rolled up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone.

She worked so hard to get money to repair and repair the Taoist temple, and finally improved a bit. This black-hearted person said that the Qingping Temple is a black temple?

Qingyuan hurriedly grabbed her, she couldn't hit her, once she hit her, the reputation of monks beating others would spread throughout Dafeng, and then they Qingping Temple would really become famous.

They want a reputation, but it can't be this kind of reputation, it doesn't sound good, does it?

Qingyuan persuaded: "He went out without brushing his teeth, his mouth smells bad, you can't do it, what if it hurts your hand?"

Qin Liuxi hasn't spoken yet.

An arrogant voice came from behind: "Yuan Meng, give me a slap on the mouth, and I will lose two of his teeth."

"yes."

Everyone's eyes flashed.

Someone rushed over, grabbed Lai Xiucai's collar, and slapped two big ears, the applause was deafening, and everyone felt the pain in their cheeks.

Lai Xiucai, who was beaten to the point of staring, was even more dazed, his mouth was fishy and sweet, something was gurgling in it, and he tilted his head and poohed.

The two teeth were mixed in the blood foam and fell to everyone's eyes.

No more, no less, two.

Wow.

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at the noble young man who was obviously a dude in fear, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Nian Xiucai and the others were even more terrified. This, where did this little evil star come from? How can he beat someone when he beats someone?

"You, why are you hitting someone..." Lai Xiucai pointed at Mu Xi with half of her swollen face.

"Point at Young Master again, and chop off your fingers to feed the dogs." Mu Xi said arrogantly, "If I hit you, I'll hit you. Do you still have to choose a date?"

Is his title of number one dude a fake?

Lai Xiucai immediately retracted his hand. He is a man with long eyes, and he knows that the person in front of him is really daring.

Mu Xi snorted: "Don't be arrogant anymore? Call Heiguan again and listen? I'm here to ask for a peace talisman. If you say it's Heiguan, doesn't it mean that I was deceived by it? Isn't it true that I'm not here?" face?"

Everyone: Is this the logic? It's not because you are the overlord, you can fight when you say it?

"It's just you, a young scholar, who still dares to speak nonsense, saying that the world's scholars will criticize the concept of Qingping, but you can be beaten." Mu Xi spat: "I have never seen anyone who is more arrogant than me."

Except for Qin Liuxi, who is really more arrogant than him.

"You, Qingping Guan sees death and refuses to save, is it reasonable?"

"If you don't save it, you don't save it. Why do you want to save it? Whoever says that you are a monk must save people. You want the monks to be merciful. Did you go to the wrong place? Isn't the Wuxiang Temple next door? Go there and let the monks be merciful." .This is the Xuanmen Taoist temple." Mu Xi pointed to the hill next door.

Qin Liu's eyes showed relief, he didn't give this talisman for nothing.

"But people are injured here, since it can be cured, why can't it be cured?" A student Qi Qi Ai said: "There must be an explanation?"

"If you are not careful, why are you relying on the Taoist temple? As for dying..." Mu Xi glanced at Qin Liuxi, why?

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun. Don't ask, heal his wounds first." Chi Yuan Laodao and Yu Changkong walked over, saw the scene in front of them, and ordered with a smile.

Qin Liuxi was reluctant.

"Karma is determined by God. Since a person is injured in the back mountain, it is not an exaggeration to heal him." Chi Yuan said again.

Qin Liuxi curled his lips, and then he walked in front of Tang Xiucai, and tore off his blood-stained sleeve with all his strength. He saw that the man's right forearm fell somehow, and it was scratched. There was a deep gash where the bones could be seen, and the wound was hideous.

Qin Liuxi's eyes fell on the black air attached to the wound, and he sneered twice.

Yu Changkong also saw it, frowned subconsciously, looked at Chi Yuan who was beside him and said: "Monastery Master, he..."

Chi Yuan said indifferently: "Karma retribution, from the cause, the result will be there. Young master, don't tell me if you see it."

Yu Changkong was silent when he heard the words.

Qin Liuxi pinched a formula to get rid of the evil spirit attached to the wound, and said: "If you want to be cured, then I will treat you. But let me tell you, you can't use this hand. Qingyuan, let someone take it Here comes my little medicine chest."

"yes."

After hearing Qin Liuxi's words, several literati turned pale with shock, and asked, "This priest, what did you say? Brother Tang is going to end next year, so why can't you use this hand? Can't you cure it? "

"I can cure this time, and next time, next time." Qin Liuxi said coldly: "Someone thinks he can't use it, so he can't participate in the competition, and he can't take the Jinshi exam."

As she spoke, she stared into Tang Xiucai's eyes: "The reason, what you have done yourself, I don't need to tell you, you understand it in your heart."

Tang Xiucai's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was pale and bloodless, and he subconsciously dodged his eyes.

Nian Xiucai, who was supporting him behind him, felt his body trembling and felt very annoyed, he was really unlucky.

And the few students also looked a little uncertain, their backs felt inexplicably cold, and they swallowed their saliva.

This view is a bit weird.

Qingyuan brought the medicine box in person, and a boy from Xiaodao alertly brought a basin of water and a cotton handkerchief.

Putting everything in Qin Liuxi's hand, she directly tore off the rags from Tang Xiucai's sleeve, exposing the whole forearm, washed the wound with clean water, then opened the medicine box, took some golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on it, saying: " It's cheap for you."

If Qi Qian was here, he wouldn't be willing to give up this golden sore medicine.

After taking the medicine, the bleeding stopped immediately. The guards around Mu Xi saw it, stared at the medicine bottle in Qin Liuxi's hand, and grabbed the hand of his eldest son.

Good medicine, want it, buy it.

The guards are sometimes injured, so the golden sore medicine that stops bleeding very quickly is like a life-saving medicine in their eyes.

Qin Liuxi didn't know what the guard was thinking, so he took a curved needle and a clean mulberry leather thread and put it on, and was about to start sewing.

"Sew, sew?" Tang Xiucai rolled his eyes white in horror.

"It's okay not to sew, let it rot, you can go back to the doctor to apply the medicine." Qin Liuxi made a gesture to put the needle and thread back into the medicine box, pretending that she wanted to save it.

Tang Xiucai trembled when he heard the bad words, and hurriedly said, "Sew, sew."

Qin Liuxi snorted reluctantly: "Hold on."

This person is not worthy of anesthesia, so he has to sew raw.

A needle pierced through the wound, Tang Xiucai let out a cry of pain, and sweat permeated his forehead.

Qin Liuxi put a cotton napkin in his mouth to silence the pain: "It's so noisy, my hands are shaking from fright, don't blame me if I sew it wrong."

So rough!

Everyone looked at her timidly.

Only then did Qin Liuxi continue to sew. Her sew was not the same as ordinary mending clothes, but double-layer sewed, with two layers inside and outside, so that the wound could be closed easily.

She sewed up quickly and steadily, completely disregarding Tang Xiucai's deathly pain, and the pale faces of the onlookers.

Only the guards around Mu Xi were all naked. The wound was so deep that the bones were visible. They also saw it. Now it seems that it is easier to suture it than to apply medicine.

Moreover, the lines she sewed are so beautiful, even if there are scars, they won't be visible, right?

Even without anesthesia, just looking at it makes my heart feel cold.

She seems to be deliberately not using it. It's terrible, and she really is a master who cannot be offended.