My wife is a sword god

In Jinyang City, in a dark room in the city lord's mansion, Qian Puppet wearing a red ghost face suddenly trembled.

He seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at his right hand. The palm fell off for no reason, fell to the ground, and turned into a puddle of rotten flesh, exuding a pungent smell.

"There are actually such masters in this small city of Jinyang. It seems that the people and things we are looking for are very likely to be here.

I didn’t expect that after casually eating a few people, I would get such an unexpected surprise.” A cold voice came from under the red ghost’s face.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the house, and the city lord Ye Heng was sweating profusely: "Sir, it's not good, one of the three puppet corpses you gave me earlier was unknown when he was following Qin Feng. Why, suddenly disappeared into thin air.”

"Where did it disappear?" Qian Puppet asked.

"Outside a library called Tingyuxuan in the city, Qin Feng often goes there to study." Ye Heng answered truthfully.

When Qian Puppet heard this, he didn't say much, he just said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's my honor to share your worries with you," Ye Heng replied respectfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several long hands of rotten flesh stretched out from under the sleeve of Qian Puppet's right arm. In the blink of an eye, they were wrapped around Ye Heng's neck, and they became tighter and tighter!

"Sir, why is this?" Ye Heng's face turned red and he had difficulty breathing. He didn't understand why the other party suddenly attacked him when he clearly did nothing wrong.

"Sorry, I have something I want to know, but rather than listening to you say it, I still think it's better to check it out myself."

With a click, Ye Heng tilted his head and died completely. The flesh and blood on his body was continuously sucked by the long hand, and Qian Puppet's right palm also condensed again.

Not long after, a pool of human skin was left on the ground.

Qian Puppet's long gray hair danced, and the ghost face trembled violently. It took a long time to calm down. He seemed to have finished digesting Ye Heng's memory, and sneered: "Those old foxes from Fengtian City."

Looking at the human skin on the ground, Qian Puppet snapped his fingers. Behind his loose black and white robe, a piece of flesh kept squirming, then fell to the ground and slowly crawled into the human skin.

After a while, a vivid city lord appeared in front of him again.

"Go." Qian Puppet ordered.

"Ye Heng" clasped his fists, turned around and left.

At the same time, on the way from Fengtian City to Jinyang City, several mountain woodcutters did not take the usual route in order to take a shortcut to cut firewood in the mountains.

One person suddenly pointed to the edge of the woods and said in surprise: "Look, you guys, what's on the ground?"

A few people were curious and walked forward. They saw clothes all over the floor, at least a dozen pieces, but not a single person.

Bangta!

A man stepped on a hard object, looked down and saw that it was a piece of white bone, and there were some dark red pieces of meat around it.

"This, can't this be human bones?!" the man screamed in fright.

Given the strange environment at the scene, it is not difficult to guess that the owner of these clothes must have encountered a terrible thing while on the road, and ended up with no body left.

Several people were so frightened that they turned pale and hurried home as if running away, never bothering to chop wood.

Tang Hongyun in Fengtian City would never have thought that the killer he sent would die on the way before he could reach Jinyang City.

At night, Qin Mansion, Hu Pavilion.

Today's Lan Ningshuang is different from before. She holds the hilt of the sword in her right hand, her expression is tangled, and she hesitates to speak.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jianli asked calmly, sensing the unstable mood of the sword server beside him.

"Miss, can you guide me in my practice?" Lan Ningshuang took a deep breath, made up her mind, and said these words.

"Why?"

"I want to protect my uncle, but with my current ability, I simply can't do it." His tone was a little aggrieved.

Liu Jianli didn't respond, seeming to be thinking about something.

After an unknown amount of time, a fish jumped out of the lake and splashed, breaking the tranquility.

The sword box trembled slightly.

"Draw your sword."

"Okay, miss." Lan Ningshuang looked excited.

The wind stirs and the silver light falls.

The lake pavilion is destined to not be peaceful tonight, and it will be the same in the future.

Three days is neither long nor short.

Qin Feng was on the fourth floor of Tingyuxuan, watching day and night for three days and three nights, completely forgetting the passage of time.

This Tingyuxuan is really amazing. Every time you go up a level, the types and quantity of books become more and more, and the quality becomes higher and higher.

Moreover, Qin Feng was also surprised to find that in the "Tian Yuan Nei Jing", a medical book on the fourth floor, there was a theory on repairing damaged meridians.

However, when he finished flipping through the entire medical book, he did not appear to be very excited, but rather depressed.

The more you know, the greater your disappointment. No wonder there are so many famous doctors in Fengtian City, but no one can cure Liu Jianli's injury, because it is really difficult to cure Liu Jianli's injury!

There are many difficult points raised in medical books, among which two are undoubtedly the most difficult.

First, the medicinal materials required for the medicinal solution to repair the meridians are all rare in the world. To collect them all, the time and financial resources required are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Secondly, the meridians are intricate, and some of them may be as thin as a hair. To repair all the damaged meridians, you must reset and connect the meridians one by one, and then use silver needles to soak the meridians with medicinal liquid and point them at the broken meridians to repair them.

And once there is a slight mistake, the meridians are wrongly connected, or the meridians are punctured, the consequences will be disastrous.

"The first point is not bad. After all, Liu Jianli is backed by the Liu family, and his position in Daqian is very important. As long as Mr. Liu speaks, the imperial capital will definitely search for the required medicinal materials with all its strength.

The key is the second point." Qin Feng frowned.

How can it be possible to reset hundreds of tangled meridians one by one when the meridians cannot be seen?

Let alone, just carefully untangling the tangled meridians is an impossible task, unless someone can see through the flesh and blood

"Hmm?" Qin Feng was stunned, and then his eyes lit up.

The person in charge is confused, but the bystander is clear. Am I not the one in a million man who can see through!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng was excited, after all, he had seen a glimmer of hope!

However, this matter cannot be carried out rashly, after all, he has no experience in curing diseases and saving lives.

Although the damaged meridians can be seen, if the hands are not good enough, if the grip is not firm, the meridians will be pierced and Liu Jianli will be killed.

Presumably, the old man Liu of the Liu family in the imperial capital will bring the Shenhou Army to flatten the Qin Mansion.

Qin Feng imagined the scene and shuddered.

"Perhaps, I can first learn to cure diseases and save lives according to the contents of the medical book, and then find a way to heal Liu Jianli's injuries after accumulating enough experience."

Just as Qin Feng was thinking, the literary energy in the "Tianyuan Neijing" suddenly surged into his body, and his consciousness was also brought into the sea of ​​​​gods.

Qin Feng was shocked at first, and then he was full of excitement. If he remembered correctly, when the "Chao Wenjing" taught the literary skills Haotianjing, it was just like this!