"Damn, why is this damn Miao village so hard to find!"
"Brother, look ahead, there seems to be smoke from cooking. If we go there, there must be people living there. Who knows, it might be the Miao village we are looking for!"
Several uninvited guests came to An Jingzhi's house to learn how his orthodox clansmen refined the potions he passed down.
There are poisonous insects around the village, but those insects are not very powerful. They are okay against ordinary martial artists, but they will be useless against second-rate masters in the world, especially when the other party is on guard.
"Is this the Miao village? Does the immortal doctor live here?"
The people who surrounded An Jingzhi to ask how to make the medicine had not yet reacted.
How did these people get in?
But they didn't think much about it. They immediately surrounded An Jingzhi and looked at the few people vigilantly.
The clan leader cleared his throat, his face serious, "Who are you?! Did you kill those poisonous insects outside?!"
"Are you talking about those little bugs? They insisted on crawling all over us, and I had no choice but to stomp them all to death."
The leader was a well-dressed man dressed as a young master from an aristocratic family. He opened his folding fan, looking very elegant, with a faint smile on his lips, but this smile made him look extremely evil.
"Brother Liu, it smells like medicine. This should be where the immortal doctor lives."
"I heard that you have a peerless doctor here? Where is he? I'm here to see him for treatment." The evil man asked rudely.
Everyone glared at him when they saw his appearance. First he killed their poisonous insects, then he broke into the village, and now he was asking for help with such an rude look. It was obvious that this person was coming for An Jingzhi. Everyone subconsciously blocked An Jingzhi behind these people.
These people came with bad intentions. If they were really here to treat illnesses and save lives and had a better attitude, he would not have turned them away, but these people looked difficult to get along with.
The clan leader said, "We don't have any medical immortals here. You've come to the wrong place."
The evil man smiled and said, "You..." are looking for death.
Before he could utter the last two words, he found that his internal energy was rapidly dissipating, and then he found that he could not move.
He wanted to say something with a look of horror in his eyes, but when he turned around, he found that the people around him were in the same state as him.
Then several people knelt on the ground, covering their hearts with their hands, and were covered in cold sweat.
An Jingzhi pushed aside the tribesmen surrounding him and walked up to them.
The patriarch wanted to stop him, but An Jingzhi smiled and shook his head at him.
An Jingzhi looked at the people in front of him who had been so arrogant just now and acted like they were the boss, and now they were kneeling on the ground like dead dogs.
This was the attack method he came up with on a whim when he was treating the blue-robed boy.
It is too cruel to use poisonous insects to eat people directly, but what if it starts from the heart and dantian?
It’s so satisfying.
Although the poisonous insects surrounding the village were not cultivated by An Jingzhi, An Jingzhi knew very well how much the patriarch treasured those insects.
Those poisonous insects will not harm outsiders, they will only drive them away. They will not attack unless you force your way in.
These people could have said hello outside first, but they just barged in without any courtesy.
"I am the medical immortal you are looking for."
He stood in front of several people, his tone calm.
The evil man had a face full of pain and was sweating profusely. When he felt the condition of several people, he knew that he had hit a wall.
But after they discovered that this was the Miao village, everyone's internal energy protective shield was open from beginning to end, and they didn't notice any poisonous insects crawling onto their bodies at all.
The evil man secretly resents himself, feeling his empty dantian, like a heart being gnawed by thousands of ants, his eyes filled with resentment.
"You, what did you do to us?!"
"We're just here to seek treatment from the immortal doctor, why are you treating us like this? Aren't you afraid that if this gets out, everyone will turn against you? You evil doctors!"
"The Five Ghosts of Laoshan. Who would attack the Miao village's magic doctor just for you?" An Jingzhi sneered.
The original owner's memory contained information about these people. The one who looked the most evil was the eldest brother among them. He was a sex-mad devil and had harmed countless decent women. To describe them as evil was an insult to the word.
"When asking for help, you should act like one. Look at what you've done. If that's the case, don't leave. I'll treat you for the rest of your life."
Cultivating poisonous insects does not require human blood, but the tribe always needs some experimental subjects to treat diseases.
It just so happened that these people came to our door.
If all the Miao people in the tribe learned the art of making medicinal talismans, it would be a great boon to the world. And these five ghosts of Mount Laoshan, who served as experimental subjects, would have made a contribution to the people of the world and atone for some of their sins.
"Lock them up somewhere. Their Dantian are broken and they have no internal energy. There are also poisonous insects I planted inside their bodies. If they dare to run, they will be eaten to death by the insects."
Although An Jingzhi said this to his clansmen, his eyes were fixed on these people from beginning to end.
These people looked ashen and fell to the ground, no longer struggling.
After dealing with everyone, An Jingzhi looked towards a bush and said, "Come out. Don't make me go and ask you to come."
A disheveled man climbed down from a tree hesitantly.
"Who are you?" The tribesmen then discovered that there was another person outside the village.
He immediately looked at the person who came with caution.
The man walked over and looked up at An Jingzhi and asked, "Are you a divine doctor? Can you treat venous blockage?"
"Are you here for medical treatment?" An Jingzhi asked.
"right!"
"How did you manage to follow these people without any internal energy?" An Jingzhi asked, looking up.
The man pursed his lips and said, "I came here first. I got lost in the mountains at night and slept in a tree. They came later."
"May I have your name?"
The man hesitated for a moment and then said, "Iwa."
"Come in with me."
Yanzhi, An Jingzhi remembered this person. In the original owner's memory, the other party's family was in the shipping business and their property was robbed. Yanzhi fled at that time. Later, he learned an evil skill and wiped out the entire family of his enemy.
The opponent's meridians are blocked, so logically he should not be able to learn any kung fu. No wonder he has to take an unconventional approach and learn some weird kung fu.
I am such a kind-hearted person, I just think of it as saving a lost lamb.
An Jingzhi never mentioned how wealthy Yanzhi's family was.
Even without solving the meridian problem, he was able to kill his enemies with his own hands. If the meridian problem was solved, Yanzhi would definitely be able to find a way to get his property back.
"I, I heard that the immortal doctor only provides free...free treatment to ordinary people. I don't have any money on me right now, but don't worry... wait for me... I will definitely give you the consultation fee when the time comes."
Yan Zhi, who was following behind An Jingzhi, said nervously.
"It's okay, a doctor has a kind heart." An Jingzhi smiled very kindly.
The water transportation in the Central Plains is well developed, and the income from shipping can be imagined.
Meridian blockage may seem like an incurable disease to others, but to An Jingzhi it is the simplest disease.
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