After I went down to earth, I hired a loyal dog shadow guard

"Ouch..." There was a low cry from the grass, followed by "Go, go" a few more times.

"Who's there!" Tianji patted Ying Shiqi's shoulder, walked towards the source of the sound, and saw Jin Yuanwai and his servants trembling on the ground.

In fact, there were three groups of people following Tianji, besides the people from the casino and the Guo family, as well as Jin Yuanwai and his servants.

Originally they followed very closely, but when they left the city gate, the fat Jin Yuanwai couldn't move anymore, and refused to leave. He insisted on seeing Tianji's little white face being beaten to the point of bleeding. He could call a carriage for him back, and once back and forth, the distance widened, and a group of people followed Tianji and Ying Shiqi far away, like ordinary pedestrians, Tianji and Ying Shiqi didn't notice them.

When they arrived, they happened to see the scene where the Guo family failed to assassinate Tianji and was killed by Tianji with a sword. They were so frightened that they ran away, but their legs weakened and they tripped themselves.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life, but a villain can't see Mount Tai, so I'll go, I'll go." Jin Yuanwai bowed to Tianji, wanted to get up and leave, but his legs gave way and he sat down again.

Tianji didn't bother to pay attention to them, and saw the carriage not far away, heh, it came just in time.

Tianji and Yingshiqi sat in the carriage and asked the coachman to hurry to the best medical clinic in Kyoto, leaving Jin Yuanwai and his servant standing in the wind and waving handkerchiefs, "My lord~ you have a good journey~"

Tianji tore off a few pieces of cloth from the cloth curtain of the carriage, and went to press Ying Shiqi's wound, and was soon stained red with blood.

Tianji looked at his blood-stained hands. Although there was still no blood on the ninth-rank clothes, the blood was on his hands. Only people with the same origin as him or the same immortal body can do it. What the hell is going on with Seventeen?Tianji and Ying Shiqi have been together for many days, and they really didn't feel the slightest aura of Xingyuan, and it wouldn't be a fairy body if they were injured like this...

Tianji didn't think about it anymore, mortals are always fragile, he didn't want Shi Qi to die from exhaustion, "Qi Qi, why can't the blood stop?"

"Master, can you help me stop the bleeding?" Ying dared to ask Tianji.

"But I won't."

"It's all right, master, can you give me some acupuncture points?" Ying Shiqi raised his hand and pointed to the two acupuncture points next to the wound.

"I can't see it, it's too vague." For those who don't know acupuncture points at all, they don't know where the acupuncture points are.

Tianji opened Ying Shiqi's coat, untied his belt and tunic, and was careful not to touch the wound on Ying Shiqi's shoulder. The long arrow on his shoulder was still stuck in it. You can just pull it out at the medical center. It will be fine for now. .

The bandage that was just changed in the morning was already stained red, and the sword wound ran through the entire lower back. Even if the vitals were not injured, the bleeding alone could make a person die from exhaustion.

Ying Shiqi weakly held Tianji's hand with his right hand, and pressed lightly on the acupuncture points, "Master, please press these two places hard."

Tianji put his index finger and middle finger together, and pressed down hard, Ying Shiqi gritted his teeth and swallowed, his complexion turned paler.

"Are you ready?" Tianji looked at Ying Shiqi worriedly, feeling that the situation was getting worse.

Ying Shiqi looked at Tianji's worried expression, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay master, thank you Shiqi." After a while, the blood did stop.

"Master, just now...were you injured?" Maybe Tianji's attitude was too gentle, Ying Shiqi couldn't help asking the question in his heart.

"Of course not," Tianji opened his arms to show him, sensing the doubt in the depths of Ying Shiqi's eyes, and said, "Did you find out, your master has practiced a magical skill that makes him invulnerable."

Tianji didn't tell Ying Shiqi his real situation, because he found that although most people in the small world believed in gods, when the gods really came to them, they would sneer.

Of course, Ying Shiqi might believe in Tianji wholeheartedly, but Tianji didn't bother to say it.

After Ying Shiqi heard this, he hesitated to speak. If he was invulnerable, why was he... knocked out all of a sudden?

"This subordinate understands." Ying Shiqi bowed his head and replied.

"Understand what, I still want to ask why I was knocked out in the first place." Tianji looked at him with a smile, and if he didn't tell Shi Qi now, he would find out slowly in the future.

Tianji wiped the blood from her hands on her body, and the blood flowed down her clothes without leaving any traces. If she was usually Dashang's Qi Ling, she would have gone crazy, but it's a pity that she is asleep now, without any reaction.

Tianji bent down, touched the floor of the carriage, and showed Ying Shiqi his hands. Jin Yuanwai's carriage was far inferior to that given by Mo Jitian. At this time, the floor was already covered with dirt and dust. One touch, but the hands are still spotless.

Tianji touched the blood around Ying Shiqi's wound again, and the bright red blood just stayed on the slender fingers without flowing down.

"See? Only you can approach me, only you." Tianji looked into Ying Shiqi's eyes and said.

Ying Shiqi was very surprised in his heart, he understood why the master had to abolish his martial arts at the beginning, he was really too dangerous for the master.

"Master, this subordinate swears that I will never have any dissatisfaction with my master, otherwise I will send my subordinates to death!" Ying Shiqi raised three fingers, expressing his loyalty to Tianji.

"Okay, I got it, otherwise I wouldn't have told you," Tianji put his hand down, gently touched his bandaged wrist, a trace of guilt flashed in his heart, "I'll heal your wrist .”

"Thank you, master." Ying Shiqi still hopes that his wrist can recover, not because he is reluctant to practice martial arts for many years, but because he doesn't want to watch his master being stabbed by others. The master's magical skills are not completely safe. Exceptions, there will inevitably be another one.

The coachman drove to the best medical clinic in Kyoto - Huichuntang, Tianji waved him to drive away.

Ying Shiqi's upper body was horrible, the whip wound had not healed yet, and two new wounds were added, the doctor neatly drew Ying Shiqi's arrow to stop the bleeding, and treated the wound.

During this period, Tianji kept looking at Ying Shiqi worriedly, making Ying Shiqi feel that she might be able to act a little weaker to win the mercy of her master.

However, the actual situation is that Ying Shiqi has been clenching the root, without making a sound, only his occasional inhalation can be heard.

"Doctor, when will my Shiqi's injury heal?" Tianji asked after seeing the doctor finished treating the wound.

"This young master's whip wound is a bit inflamed. The old man added some medicines to him, but it's really hard to exercise vigorously these days; the wound on the right shoulder and side waist looks like it's leaking, but it didn't hurt the vitals. Take a good rest. It will be cured, and later the old man will prescribe a prescription for nourishing qi and blood, and he will boil it once a day in the morning and in the evening, and he will be fine after ten days and a half months; it's just that the wound on the wrist, the old man's medical skills are superficial, and he can't do anything. The wound has healed, and the tendon in the tee can't be connected, so I'm afraid I won't be able to carry heavy objects in the future."

After Tianji listened to it, she thought to herself that it would be better to buy a courtyard in Kyoto first, and then go back to Qingcheng after recuperating with Shiqi, "Doctor, why did the doctor say that Shiqi's wrist can't be cured? You can't have an operation to stretch your tendons." connect it?"

"Surgery? My medical skills are shallow, and I have never heard of this method." The doctor pondered for a while, and then said, "However, when I was young, I did hear of examples of using needles and thread to suture wounds, but patients generally cannot bear it." The flesh is painful to be pierced with a needle, and even if it is sutured, it is easy to fester and fester, and I have never heard of a successful case."

Tianji was a little disappointed. He had heard some words about surgery in other small worlds. In some worlds, medical skills were already extremely developed. Unlike Tianquan, he liked to engage in so-called scientific research. For so-called new technologies and new phenomena, Tianji I have never been too lazy to pay attention, I just have a little impression.

"But don't be discouraged, my lord. A younger brother of this old man loves to study these things. He has traveled around the world for many years, and he may have achieved something now." The old doctor twirled his long beard and recalled the time when he was a young medical student. "His real name is Lin Jimo. , Young Master can ask him to try."

Ying Shiqi heard the words, and said to Tianji: "Master, the master of the poison hall of the demon sect, people in the Jianghu are called poison doctors, and his real name is Lin Jimo."

"That's great, we'll go find him after you rest for a while," Tianji said happily to Ying Seventeen.

"I didn't expect my younger brother to study poisonous art and even joined the Demon Sect..." Lin Jimo was different from ordinary people since he was a child. He never thought that he would choose to live in the Demon Sect. The old doctor stroked his beard and felt that life was like a dream .

"Thank you, doctor, then let's take our leave first." Tianji bid farewell to the old doctor, and went to the counter with Ying Shiqi to get the medicine and pay.

In the Valley of Thousand Chances, Mo Jitian looked at the letter in his hand, and felt both happy and angry. He was happy that his son was still alive, but he was angry that Han Bo dared to send his three-year-old son to the killing hall!

Han Bo probably thought that Mo Jitian would come to him one day, but unfortunately he did not live to that day, so he wrote a letter and put it in the dark compartment under the bed, telling his disciples that if the leader asked him to ask the young leader In this case, give this letter to the leader.

The letter said that regardless of whether Mo Yunxi was the leader's son or not, Han Bo couldn't bear to kill the child he had watched grow up with his own hands. He knocked Mo Yunxi unconscious and put him in the depths of Qianji Valley, where wild beasts often appeared. After a whole night, Han Bo went to look again and found that Mo Yunxi had changed his position and fell asleep peacefully. In the cold winter weather, he was neither eaten by wild animals nor frozen to death.

It seemed that Heaven would not kill him, and Uncle Han really couldn't bear to kill him again. Just in time, a new group of infants had arrived in the Hall of Killing, so Uncle Han sent Mo Yunxi into the palace as well.

This is the end of the letter. Han Bo said that he did not go to kill the hall again. He had violated the order of the leader by not killing Mo Yunxi himself. He was afraid that he could not help but rescue Mo Yunxi when he was punished in training. Let him fend for himself.

Mo Jitian looked at the yellowed paper in his hand, and felt that there was an anger in his heart that needed to be vented. He was only three years old, and his son was undergoing brutal shadow guard training in the killing palace at the age of three. How could he stand it!

In fact, at that time, the youngest of the children in the Shadian Temple was six years old. Mo Yunxi, who was three years old, was too young, his body had not yet grown up, and he could not practice martial arts and mental skills. He was still chained by the supervisor for two years. I just started training with others.

A father naturally doesn't want his son to be hurt a little bit. He can teach his son to be lazy in martial arts training, but it is definitely not like being whipped with a whip at any time in the shadow guard camp.

"Come here!" Mo Jitian's voice was full of anger, "Find out for me the children who entered the camp 19 years ago, find out what number the three-year-old child is now in the Shadow Guard, and also, tell me who participated in the camp that year. All the blood testers, catch me!"

Speaking of Mo Jitian smashing the table at the end, why was he so stupid back then, he listened to other people's slander, and confessed his relatives with blood, now he thinks carefully, Xi'er looks so much like himself, how could he not be his son? , someone must have tampered with it during the marriage inspection back then.He must find the instigator and tear him into pieces!

The author has something to say: Mo Jitian is about to kill~