The roles I've played are all hidden bosses

Before the explosion, Lijia Village.

"Village chief, you made a mistake, this is Xuanji, a wandering doctor." Meng Yangqing smiled back at the village chief, not taking what the village chief said seriously at all.

After all, this inference is too weird.

The inferences the village chief said were all based on a master who had left.

Single-minded heroes like Meng Yangqing have always been easily deceived by villains who pretend to be good people. After being deceived, when they face doubts, they will subconsciously deny this possibility, and then stand The villain wanted to clear up his grievances.

The village chief's deduction was based entirely on what a master said. Without evidence, Meng Yangqing would naturally reflexively side with Xuanji.

And it's just outrageous.

In Meng Yangqing's view, Xuan Ji is a good man, a kind-hearted wandering doctor who knows how to practice three-legged cat kung fu and needs protection.

How could it be possible to have something to do with the vicious ghost doctor Raksha in the rumors of the rivers and lakes!

Xuanji frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "The village head may have misunderstood something, I am not the ghost doctor Raksha."

The village head frowned, he still believed in the master more.

Xuanji didn't wait for him to speak, and continued: "But I'm willing to try, I can't watch so many people die here in vain."

His brows were slightly frowned, and his face, which was already elegant, looked even more innocent at the moment. His eyes were full of unbearable, and even felt a little teary, as if he couldn't bear to watch these people die in front of him.

He came forward with the medicine bag and took the patient's pulse to check the condition.

From the very beginning, Xuanji didn't show anything wrong, his whole appearance looked like a pure little white rabbit traveling in medicine.

But the village chief's filter on the master was so deep that he didn't doubt what the master had said. He just firmly believed that this person was the ghost doctor Rakshasa.

Meng Yangqing looked at Xuan Ji's actions with a look of emotion, the filters of both of them are not low now.

So Meng Yangqing went to the side of the village chief and said casually: "Village chief, you must have misunderstood something..."

Then he began to talk about the person Xuanji he knew from his eyes.

Meng Yangqing: "During the time I was traveling with Xuanji, he often treated the poor for free and distributed some medicinal materials."

Here Xuanji withdrew his hand, thought about the medicinal materials needed to treat these people, and laughed in his heart, wasting these medicinal materials on these people is really violent.

In the past, in order to create a benevolent image of myself and show some diseases such as wind and cold to the poor, the herbs collected by the roadside were enough, which was very cost-effective.

But now, it is obviously not a cost-effective business.

Meng Yangqing: "Xuanji is a disease that can't be cured. He often reads medical books all night long, trying to overcome it. He doesn't want to see those people die because of it. Every time he can't treat them, he will feel so uncomfortable that he can't sleep. Even tearful."

Xuanji opened the wooden medical bag and flipped through the medical books inside.

I wondered in my heart, what excuse was he looking for to say that he couldn't cure this disease?Moreover, he also wanted to study these exercises that survived fatal injuries.

Use silver needles to unravel this exercise, and when this person is dead, he will dig it out at night and study it.

Meng Yangqing and the village head looked at Xuanji from a distance. At this moment, he was frowning with worry, as if he couldn't bear to see these people hurt and hurt, and he was determined to find a way to save them.

"Look, he is flipping through medical books, trying to save the villagers."

He pointed to Xuanji, and continued to say to the village chief: "Look, he is such a benevolent wandering doctor, and he can never be a ghost doctor who has lost all conscience, Raksha."

The village chief was a little puzzled, after all, the man behaved really well, especially his eyes, which were so clear that he didn't look like a bad guy at all.

But the title of ghost doctor Rakshasa is not a good thing at first glance.

"Xuan Ji." Meng Yangqing shouted.

Xuanji raised his head and looked at him, there was still a little sadness in his eyes, it seemed that after reviewing the notes and medical treatment, there was still no way to treat these patients, which made him very sad.

He came over and said with a little discomfort: "Brother Meng, I may not be able to cure these people."

Meng Yangqing comforted him: "It's not your fault."

Xuanji faced the village head again and asked: "I found some feasible methods in medical books, but I can't guarantee that it can be cured. The probability of success is very low. If it fails..."

He didn't finish, but obviously, that wasn't a good outcome.

The village head frowned, seemingly hesitant.

In his opinion, what the master said is definitely not wrong. Since the master has mentioned something, the passing genius doctor can cure the illness of the villagers, so there is nothing wrong. Maybe this person is not the ghost doctor Rakshasa. The cure method happened to be successful!

In this case, it seems that the master's words are not wrong.

"I'm so sorry, genius doctor. I thought you were a bastard bastard like the ghost doctor Rakshasa, and I really offended you. A good person like you is going to live a long life. That ghost doctor Rakshasa , must be a short-lived ghost, and he will be punished sooner or later, without a whole body or a place to bury him." The village chief tried to make amends, hoping that the wandering doctor would not be angry with what he said before.

Xuanji: I was not angry at first, but what should I do if I am angry now?

His hand couldn't help touching the silver needle in his sleeve, wishing he could give the village chief a needle.

But there is still a smile on the face: "It's okay, it's not your fault, I don't mind."

Meng Yangqing nodded in agreement, and said in agreement: "Yes, that evil person like the ghost doctor Luo Sha will be taken in by the heavens sooner or later. Maybe he will be sick in the end, but he can't cure his own illness. In the end, I left this beautiful world miserably."

The villagers next to him also echoed: "Well, he gave birth to a son without an ass hole."

No one noticed that the blue veins on Xuan Ji's forehead were slightly raised, and his fingers were clenched tightly.

But Meng Yangqing didn't let him go, and asked, "Really, Xuanji."

"......yes."

Hold back, don't expose it!

Meng Yangqing faced the village head, and said: "The village head doesn't have to worry, that ghost doctor Raksha's martial arts is not low, and that's why he escaped many times of pursuit. Xuanji is a good doctor, and he is dedicated to studying medicine. They only barely know the three-legged cat's kung fu and lightness kung fu to walk the rivers and lakes, so the two of them must not be one person."

All these explanations finally made the village head stop doubting Xuanji's identity, and Xuanji's identity was not exposed.

"In that case, please ask the genius doctor to save the people in my village." The village chief bent down and begged.

Xuan Ji: "It is my duty."

He went to the patient and took out a cloth bag from the medicine bag.After unraveling, there are countless silver needles in various lengths and thicknesses.

This pair of silver needles was used by him when he was Xuanji, and the pair of silver needles he hid on his body were the ghost doctor Raksha's silver needles, which were also his weapons.

Xuanji has already made up his mind, he wants to make these people look better, once he and Meng Yangqing leave, these people will die because of these injuries, he will think of an excuse to separate from Meng Yangqing temporarily, come back to study these corpses.

Because of the offense of the village chief and the villagers just now, he didn't intend to save their lives, but this matter had to be discussed in the long run, and Meng Yangqing must not be suspicious.

Meng Yangqing pulled the village chief and the villagers away, saying: "This is Brother Xuan's exclusive skill, so you can't watch it."

The village head also expressed his understanding. This is normal. Many skills are only passed on to family members, or some masters only accept one or two apprentices, and many of them are passed on from male to female.

This is all to ensure that I can make money and live on this skill.Although macroscopically speaking, this has led to the loss of many skills, but in this era of low productivity, few people have such a large pattern.

After they left, Xuanji took out the silver needle, lit the candle, and put the silver needle on the candle for a while.Probably because he was annoyed by what he said before, he left the disinfection for a long time this time, wanting to make these people suffer and dispel some of the anger in his heart.

The silver needle was slightly red, so he raised the needle and began to pierce a few acupuncture points on their body. When piercing, Xuanji noticed that there seemed to be a yellow kit near the patient's chest, but he didn't pay much attention to it. The bag was tied down.

At this time, there was a strange smell, it was not the smell caused by the fibers of the clothes being burned by the red silver needles, nor was it the faint smell of burning meat brought by the silver needles touching the flesh, but a somewhat unpleasant smell. smell.

Suddenly a strong sense of crisis emerged from Xuanji's heart. At that moment, he seemed to see the impermanence of black and white appearing in front of him.

This sense of crisis made him unable to continue pretending to be a wandering doctor Xuan Ji who was not very good at martial arts. Instead, he quickly mobilized his internal strength, lifted the yellow lucky bag and threw it out of the window.

He hit his back against the wooden door and knocked it open.

The moment Meng Yangqing and the village chief outside the door saw Xuanji's back, a burst of flames came along with a violent sound and thermal air pavement, and then Xuanji had jumped over them and reached a position far behind. He tried his best to escape.

As for Meng Yangqing, the village chief and others, fortunately they hid far enough, they were not injured, but they were too shocked to make any expressions, and stared at the dust in front of them with wide eyes.

One of the walls of the house has completely collapsed, and because of this wall, the sick people in the house are all right.

Xuanji landed lightly on the ground, waved his sleeves to blow away the dust in front of his eyes.

Meng Yangqing murmured, "Liu Yanfei."

This is the name of this light work.

Liu Yanfei, well-known in all corners of the world for his superb lightness kungfu, and it happened to be the ghost doctor Luo Sha who made him famous. He relied on this lightness kung fu to escape from the hands of his pursuers several times. He was light and silent, and had strong explosive power. He could leap more than 50 meters in an instant.

It can be said to be the symbol of the ghost doctor Rakshasa.

"Brother Xuan, you are a rakshasa ghost doctor!" Meng Yangqing could feel herself talking, but she couldn't hear her own voice clearly.

Xuanji put away the appearance of the little white rabbit before, and still had the same face, but instantly felt different.He straightened his chest, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't want you to know it now. After all, I knew it when I died. That expression will probably be more interesting."

The village head glanced at Meng Yangqing and Xuan Ji, and murmured: "Master is right."

Xuanji glanced at the village head, the village head had the feeling that a mouse was being watched by a cat, and goosebumps arose instantly, how could this person change so much.

"What exactly is in that yellow kit?" He was obviously still a little afraid of such a powerful weapon.

The head of the village buzzed, it turned out that the master had already figured out everything and arranged everything.

Worthy of being a master.

He took out the peace talisman in his arms and said, "We still have a dozen of the peace talismans given by the master!"

Is it really not fraudulent to use the name of this weapon as a peace talisman?

Raksha's heart tightened, a little worried.

Because that thing is really powerful, if Meng Yangqing uses this thing, he may not be able to escape smoothly.

Holding the safety talisman, the village chief thought to himself: It is indeed the master's safety talisman, it can really keep them safe.