Wear the villain quickly, I’ll grab this queen

The old beggar was confused for a moment. He really didn't understand what Zhao Shanren meant?

Zhao Shanren laughed again and said,"When you were in Cuiliu Alley, didn't you see that he was using Yi Jian Gui Chou's peerless sword technique?"

"ah! So what?"

Zhao Shanren can't wait to kick the old beggar.

"One sword, ghost sorrow...how many people in the world can use it? This kid is the descendant of Lingxuzi of Lingxu Sect!"

"ah? The old beggar was suddenly surprised:"

So...does he want to go to Nanlu to look for the Jianlong Divine Sword?""

"Shhh……"

Zhao Shanren suddenly turned against him, his expression changed, and he looked at him with evil eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

He said in a muffled voice:"Yan Zibo, have you forgotten what I told you?"

The old beggar's name was Yan Zibo.

Zhao Shanren's mouth suddenly opened wide when he was shouted at like this.

Looking around nervously, luckily no outsiders were around.

Zhao Shanren immediately changed the subject and said:"This old guy Lingxuzi just threw some unwiped buttocks at me! Alas... Who told me to owe him a life back then? You know that I will let it go, Qian Don't make any noise. After I eliminate this boy's anger, you will quickly send him to Qianzhou.……"

Yan Zibo nodded repeatedly and asked in a low voice:"So... where is Mr. Miao?"

Zhao Shanren suddenly became hesitant and said:"As for him... we will deal with him separately after his identity is found out!"

……

The servant placed the unconscious Wei Zhimo in the guest room. Zhao Shanren immediately took out twelve silver needles and inserted them into Wei Zhimo's Baihui point.

A dense cluster of thorns suddenly sprouted from the center of Wei Zhimo's head.

Within half a cup of tea, wisps of white mist emerged from Wei Zhimo's Baihui point.

Zhao Shanren breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed:"This kid has deep internal strength, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the twelve silver needles inserted by me at the same time."

Yan Zibo next to him also broke out in a sweat. Seeing Zhao Shanren's face soothed, he Sit down by the stove and then dare to speak

"This Baihui point is a fatal vital point. If it weren't for the big brother, who would have dared to stick twelve silver needles in this position. I didn't expect to release this kid's anger so quickly. The eldest brother is indeed a wonderful doctor!"

Zhao Shanren came to sit down by the stove, smiled slightly, and calmly accepted Yan Zibo's flattery.

"Zibo! Do you think I am a royal doctor...for nothing?"

Zhao Shanren, whose surname is Zhao Mingshun, was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Guigulin, Qianzhou. Starting from his great-grandfather, several generations of people have been palace doctors.

Guigulin, located in Cuiling Mountain at the junction of Guizhou and Sichuan, is full of poisonous weeds. Good medicine.

I know that now, there are still descendants of the Zhao family who do not want to be officials in the palace, living in the ghost valley forest, continuing to study poisonous herbs and good medicine.

Whoever wants to die can't escape for a day and night; whoever wants to live can be killed in half an hour. Able to bring the dead back to life.

Guigu Lin, people in the world are talking about it!

This is one of the reasons why the black and white groups dare not provoke Zhao Shun.

More than thirty years ago, Zhao Shun, who was in his early twenties, suddenly left the palace hospital. When he came to Weicheng County to live in seclusion, he became brothers with Yan Zibo, who was a policeman in Qianzhou at that time.

Zhao Shun looked at the wisps of white mist that stretched out from Wei Zhimo's Baihui point from a distance, and was relieved. endless

"Although the Baihui point is a fatal vital point, the skull of an adult is already plump and hard. What's more, after thirteen years of hard work, this kid's scalp at the Baihui point is as hard as a turtle shell."

"When we were fighting just now, I saw that this kid was eager to win, so I deliberately exposed my flaws and fell into his 'trap'. When he landed, while his energy was concentrated on the whisk, he had the opportunity to take off his hairpin and open his Baihui point. Otherwise, this acupuncture may not be so smooth!"

The old beggar Yan Zibo laughed and drank tea quietly.

Zhao Shun suddenly asked Yan Zibo:"Zibo, do you still remember the Wei Changfeng from thirteen years ago? Yan

Zibo was stunned:"Of course I remember, but I haven't heard from him for more than ten years. I don't know what the current situation is... Huh?" Why did Brother mention this person?

Zhao Shun smiled and said,"Didn't you think of that old friend after seeing this kid?""

After a pause, he then said:"My disciples in the palace have received news that Wei Changfeng has not been heard from, but has now become a high official in the imperial court. He is ranked among the ninth ministers and has full power. Naturally, he will not be with an old man like you. The beggar contacted"

"Brother, if you say this, you are unjustly accusing Changfeng. I, Yan Zibo, know very well who he is! Yan

Zibo anxiously defended Wei Changfeng:"What's more, I saved his life back then... I think back then, he was almost intercepted and killed in Weicheng County for the sake of his old friend's son, regardless of his own life." If I, Yan Zibo, hadn't come to the rescue, I guess he and the orphan……"

His eyes suddenly looked at Wei Zhimo, and he suddenly paused.

He turned around and asked Zhao Shun:"Brother, you just said...that you thought of Wei Changfeng when you saw this boy? Could it be that this boy is the orphan back then?"

Zhao Shun got up and came to the bed, watching Wei Zhimo's face gradually turn rosy, and then He turned back to the stove and sat down.

Then he answered Yan Zibo's question:"Yes, this Wei Shaoxia... is the orphan Wei Changfeng saved back then."

Yan Zibo's mouth opened wide.

Zhao Shun said:"He is the son of Wei Changfeng's old friend. Fourteen years ago, Wangzhuang in Nanlu was massacred, and he was lucky enough to survive. After Wei Changfeng rescued him, he sent him to the east Yue Feng was handed over to the old man Lingxuzi for training, and he was going to be trained into the number one dead warrior of Lingxu Sect."

"This kid is worthy of his reputation. No one in the Lingxu Sect can beat him. It's just that there is a sky outside the sky. Although Gui Chou can dominate the world with his sword, this kid is too violent and has only practiced 70% of the Lingxu Sword Technique."

Yan Zibo looked at Wei Zhimo again, as if he wanted to search for the shadow of the orphan fourteen years ago.

Zhao Shun continued:"This time I went down the mountain, I guess it was another trap set by Lingxuzi, and I deliberately asked him to come to me. Help him get through the obstacles at Baihui Point and release his anger. Then he can go to Nanlu and find...that artifact...and then he can master the 90% peak sword Gui Chou's peerless swordsmanship! Yan

Zibo was still puzzled:"Brother, can you tell that he is the orphan just based on his fake move just now?"Disciple of Lingxuzi? Zhao

Shun shook his head slightly and sneered:"I said you have been a beggar all these years, are you being stupid?" You told me personally back then that the orphan had a unique birthmark on the back of his neck and a special ornament around his neck. It's true that the jewelry alone can't determine the identity, but you should go and see the birthmark yourself."

When Yan Zibo heard this, he crawled to the couch and started to tilt Wei Zhimo's head to check the birthmark on the back of his neck.

"ah? Don't move!"

Zhao Shun was suddenly taken aback. He swooped over and blocked Yan Zibo's trembling hand.

"Wait for half a stick of incense and you will see after I pull out the silver needle! What is the monkey anxious about? Yan

Zibo stuck out his tongue like a child, then raised his head and sighed:"God has eyes!" Mo Zhaoran has a successor!"

……

After half a stick of incense, Zhao Shun pulled out twelve silver needles, but Wei Zhimo still didn't wake up.

Yan Zibo took the opportunity to check the back of his neck. Although he had expected it, he couldn't help but feel sad and happy.

"Sure enough, it is the birthmark of a peony flower!"

Zhao Shun sneered:"I don't know! Yan Zibo looked aggrieved:"

Brother, why am I so ignorant again?"!"

Zhao Shun said with a smile:"There are ten colors of peonies, including red, green, purple, pink, ink, complex colors, etc. There are countless varieties. Among the famous ones among the people are the Phoenix Returning to the Nest and the Buddha. Green head, red crowned jade beads, Dahongpao, drunken rouge, black velvet lotus, luminous cup, black swallowtail butterfly, purple crowned jade belt, purple butterfly facing the wind, double red, magnolia purple, plain pink damask, pink unicorn, flower minister, black Koji, wait, but do you know what the peony of this boy is called?"

"ah? Yan

Zibo was stunned for a moment:"Peony is just peony, how can it be so particular?""

Zhao Shun squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Zibo, feeling that there was no point in showing off anymore.

"This is the best flower, the tangled branches of the longevity vine!"

"Uh-huh……"

Yan Zibo shook his head:"I've never heard of it. It doesn't matter whether it's Wanshou Vine or Thousand Shou Vine, it's just like this!"

Then he wondered:"But, how could this kid have such a strange birthmark?"