Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

Chu Qingzhi flew down from the mountain, and asked with a smile, "Who are you? Who is he? What are you chasing him for?"

Tang Jinghong suddenly felt that Chu Qingzhi was unfathomable. He looked at Chu Qingzhi. There was only bean sprouts, and her hair was a little yellow. Except for those bright eyes, there was nothing special about her. But the more ordinary, the more It means she is extraordinary.

He didn't answer but instead asked, "Do you know martial arts?"

Chu Qingzhi acts as she pleases, she doesn't care if her secret is discovered, at worst she finds another body to lean over, "You won't do it too?!"

Tang Jinghong's dark eyes deepened, "Thank you for helping me catch this ghost."

Chu Qingzhi looked at the person who fell on the ground, "The ghost?"

"Hmm." Tang Jinghong turned the person over, then took out a piece of folded paper from the inside ghost's lapel, and put it in his lapel naturally.

Chu Qingzhi hugged her arms, looked at the aura man in front of her, "Are you from the army?"

Tang Jinghong paused, "How do you see it?"

Chu Qingzhi leaned against a tree trunk, with a relaxed expression, "Be honest, or I will grab something?"

Tang Jinghong half-covered and said, "I am indeed a member of the army, but I am also a member of this village. It's just that my identity in the army is sensitive, so I didn't say it. The main reason for going home is to recuperate..."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his chest with his hands, his face turned pale, his body was covered in cold sweat, and he knelt down on the ground on one knee.

Chu Qingzhi stood up straight, looked at Tang Jinghong, and asked, "Have you relapsed?"

Tang Jinghong gritted his teeth and endured the pain, "Didn't you say that I was sick from overwork? As far as my family's situation is concerned, not to mention recuperation, I don't even have a peaceful life. This problem is getting worse and worse."

Chu Qingzhi nodded in agreement. She walked towards Tang Jinghong and slapped Tang Jinghong on the back. Tang Jinghong immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, "..."

Chu Qingzhi explained, "Don't get me wrong, this is to help you clear your blood, so that you can feel better."

Tang Jinghong soon felt no pain in his heart, "You... are good at medicine."

Chu Qingzhi hurriedly said, "Don't rush to praise me, your body is tattered, it's not easy to get back to normal." The body of a mortal is fragile, like glass, which shatters easily.

"Ragged"...does it describe the body?

Tang Jinghong said, "Then can I trouble the girl to take a look for me?"

Chu Qingzhi came over, "Stretch out your hand, I'll feel the pulse."

Tang Jinghong extended his hand cooperatively.

Suddenly, the man in black on the ground moved, and then Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong struck him unconscious again at the same time.

Two people, "..."

Chu Qingzhi felt a little embarrassed, coughed lowly, and said, "Tomorrow you come to my house to get the prescription, and now there is no pen and paper." After speaking, she lightly tapped her toes and flew back to the mountain peak.

Tang Jinghong looked at Chu Qingzhi Pianruo's startled figure, "I'm afraid this qinggong is superb."

Putting aside the matter of Chu Qingzhi for now, he reached out and grabbed the belt of the man in black, and walked in the opposite direction.

Chu Qingzhi sat down cross-legged, then lay down on the white tiger, adjusted a comfortable posture, stared at the full moon in the sky, in a daze.

...

Camp in the suburbs of Beijing.

When the guard saw Tang Jinghong holding a man back, he hurried forward, "General, you're back."

Tang Jinghong threw the man to the guards, "Strict guards, go tell Doctor Fang by the way, just say I'm looking for him."

The guard responded respectfully, "Yes, General."

Tang Jinghong returned to the tent, took out the paper he found from the man in black, and opened it to look at it, "It really is the distribution map of the capital's army."

Who wants this thing for?

This thing will only be used when attacking the capital. Although the world is not particularly peaceful now, it is still far away to attack the capital.

Tang Jinghong frowned slightly, unable to figure it out.

After a while, there were footsteps at the gate of the camp, and Fang Zerong's voice came, "General."

Tang Jinghong put away the army distribution map in the capital, "Come in."

Fang Zerong opened the curtain and walked in, "General, why are you summoning me?"

Tang Jinghong stretched out his hand, "Feel my pulse."

Fang Zerong immediately showed a worried expression, "The general's old illness has relapsed?"

Tang Jinghong said somewhat dumbfounded, "It just relapsed, but it was cured by a slap."

Fang Zerong was frightened, and immediately went to check, while secretly muttering, who would dare to hit the general.

After taking the pulse, Fang Zerong was amazed, "General, is the other party a genius doctor?"