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"You are good, please enjoy your stutter..."

"Ah- there is a stolen!"

With a loud sound, pedestrians on the road subconsciously checked whether they had lost anything. A fierce-looking bearded man touched his waist and touched his hidden pocket of silver coins and his sharp weapon was cut open. His clothes were torn and his belongings were also lost.

He saw a figure sneaking in the crowd.

Three steps to approach in two steps.

When a sneaky figure sees something is wrong, he wants to push the crowd away.

Before he escaped, he was caught by the other party and took the lead.

His body was staggering backwards by a huge force behind his back, and he threw it heavily on the ground. A few pieces of silver scattered out of his arms. Seeing this, his bearded man burst into fierce light: "What a bad thing, you steal something and stole it on your grandfather's head? Bah, if you don't beat you to death today, you'll still behave like me for so many years!"

After saying that, it was just a fist that was as big as a sandbag, falling like raindrops.

He punched several times, and his eyes were so bright that he looked like a golden light.

The severe pain caused his broken teeth to be beaten away with bloody saliva. None of the passers-by who witnessed this felt that it was too heavy. Instead, they clapped their hands and wanted to go up and punch two punches to vent their anger. These stealers are hateful. They not only steal, but also force them to rob them in broad daylight. Yesterday, an old woman selling vegetables was robbed and pushed down. Her head hit the ground, and her blood was flowing like a rush, and she died!

Until someone shouted, "The yamen runner is here"!

For a time, the crowd scattered like birds and beasts.

Thief lay in a pool of blood, her limbs were in a strange twisted posture, and the exposed skin was covered with black and purple scars, and the original color was almost impossible to see. Judging from Thief's chest, she seemed to have more breathing and less breathing, so she would not live long.

The late-arriving yamen runner was not surprised by this. He asked clearly that the thief was caught because he stole something. Then he was beaten by the victim and did not intend to continue to care about the matter. He just indifferently ordered people to throw the thief into the alley on the roadside.

Another younger yamen runner turned his head and looked back before leaving, and couldn't bear to say, "Boss, let's just ignore it?"

"How to deal with it? Find a doctor for him? You pay? He is so seriously injured, and the miracle doctor can't save him even if he comes! He deserves to be caught and beaten to death!" Old yamen runners have seen many of these things. The young yamen runners dare not say anything else.

After the yamen runners left, the crowd returned to normal.

Occasionally, someone caught a glimpse of the thief on the ground, and he looked away with a bad look. His temper was a little more intense and he had to spit before leaving. The thief struggled became lighter and lighter, and the light in his eyes gradually began to dissipate. The noise around him seemed to be coming from the end of the horizon. Then his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

Before his consciousness disappeared, he seemed to see a pair of feet approaching him.

I don’t know how long it took, but my consciousness gradually regained.

He vaguely heard someone talking around him.

"...You asked me to... give this pig a bath?"

"Please call it 'Shanzhulang'!"

"You ask me to give this mountain pig's bath?"

"Yes, is there any problem? Don't you think it smells a bit big? If you don't wash it, what should I do if the smell on its body hits me? If you ask you to wash it, you go and wash it. There's so much nonsense? Do you think you are Yuanliang and I can still spoil you?"

Then something fell to the ground.

After a while, he heard something washing, and occasionally mixed with one or two humming sounds of domestic animals. With the rhythm of brushing sometimes fast and sometimes slow, he finally accumulated enough strength to open his eyes - because one eye was swollen and blurred, and he could only look at things with the other eye - and the roof of a house with a hole in his eyes.

He endured the severe pain and turned his head slightly.

Then I found myself lying on a haystack.

Is he being brought back?

Just as he was about to speak, the young female voice just now came from outside the house: "Don't move when you wake up. If the newly-engaged bones pierce into the internal organs, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky, and death will be in vain. I don't have the patience to save you for the second time, do you understand?"

This person's voice is strange and he shouldn't know him.

Bang-

It seems that the wooden product fell to the ground.

A figure walked into the room from outside. As the figure approached, he gradually saw the other person's appearance. The opened eye was filled with surprise and said, "How could it be you?"

"Zikuan, you are finally awake!"

Shen Tang leaned against the threshold and looked at the two of them.

Most ordinary people don’t know a big character, and their names are even more casual, let alone words like “Zikuan”.

This means that both of them had good backgrounds before they fell into trouble.

At least it is a level of reading.

"Your will? Are you still alive?"

"This matter is a long story. You should cultivate yourself well and tell you carefully." The young man was only glad. When he and the monkey spirit were squatting on the roadside to look for thieves, he heard passers-by say that there was a lively moment in front of him and someone beat thieves. He never thought he would see an acquaintance.

At the beginning, he didn't want to join in the fun.

The North Monkey Spirit refused: [There is also a range of movement for stealing. If you can't squat in this place, it must be because we are looking for the wrong place.]

She completely ignored the youth's opinions.

The two of them walked halfway through the street and the fun had long since dispersed.

The monkey spirit in the north bent down and looked at the thief, and seemed to have some pity: [I was beaten so badly, I was completely unrecognizable. I looked like I saw the King of Hell when I died, but my parents couldn't recognize him.]

The young man then cast a little light on his back.

I felt that the corpse on the ground looked familiar at just one glance!

He hurried forward to identify carefully, and was instantly panicked.

The Northern Monkey Spirit asked him: [Know?]

His eyes turned around the young man and the thief for a few times, and said, "It's a pity that he came a little late, he's going to die."

The young man held the thief's hand, with scarlet eyes, and asked in a trembling voice: [Can you save him? You can definitely save him?]

No matter whether this person is a monkey spirit in the Northland or a monster from a corner, now she is the only one who can save Zikuan!

Chen Tang said: [I don’t do business without capital.]

The young man said decisively: [I give you my life!]

Chen Tang asked the young man with a complicated expression: [Why? Who is he from you? Is it worth your life and begging me to save him?]

The young man said: [First make friends!]

Chen Tang squatted beside the thief and thought for a while.

Murmur: [Oh, every guide has his white moonlight and cinnabar mole, just! I'll save this person for you.]

Surprise burst out in the young man's eyes: [Thank you!]

Chen Tang snorted: [Don't thank me, thank Yuanliang.]

The young man naturally doesn't know who Yuanliang is.

Why do I thank him again?

Chen Tang said: [He has a friend who died before him. I thought more than once that person could not die, Yuanliang's temper would definitely not be as irritable as he is now. Your appearance is a bit like him. You happen to have a friend who is seriously injured and dying, so I am willing to save him.]

Her words are quite informative, and some young people cannot understand them, such as what is Guan and Guan, but he can understand them in combination with the context and the current situation. Simply put, he is attracted by the light of "Yuanliang".

Yes, thanks Wonliang!

The injuries of ordinary doctors can only wait for death, but for Chen Tang, she is just a tricky one. She uses martial arts to protect the other party's heart veins, and then screens out broken bones and bleeding internal organs in various places one by one. She is not a doctor in Xinglin, and the healing ability of martial arts is limited, and the probability of rescuing people is only 30%. The ability of quit to wake up smoothly is due to the fact that his meridians are different from ordinary people, and the strength of internal muscles and bones is far superior to that of ordinary people! There are traces of cultivation everywhere, but the location of the Dan Mansion is empty, without any trace of literary/martial energy.

Not only that, the meridians near Danfu are mostly damaged.

This situation reminded her of Wuhui.

Chen Tang gave the space to the two of them and went out to bathe Shanzhulang. After a while, the young man walked out of the house.

She didn't raise her head and said, "Don't you spend more time with your friends?"

The young man said, "I don't know what to say."

He took the wooden brush from Chen Tang's hand, and Shanzhulang lay comfortably on the ground, humming twice from time to time, enjoying it very much.

"You two are having a quarrel?"

"No..." Perhaps Chen Tang saved his friend, and the young man was much closer to her. "Zikuan was the student who praised the most by the academy master. Once he fell from the clouds, he might not want to see me. What else can we talk about now? Talk about the past? Talk about the present? Talk about the future? You are also a brave warrior. You noticed it when he healed Zikuan just now..."

Chen Tang nodded: "The punishment of the destruction of the mansion."

The young man sighed: "Yes."

He didn't say why his friend was sentenced to the death penalty.

"...Zi Kuan was originally a pride of heaven. He suffered the death penalty and had an encounter today... He probably didn't want to see me." When the young man said this, his mood seemed to be even lower, "...I'm afraid he can't understand this mood like you..."

He didn't have much contact with the North Monkey Spirit, but it can be seen from the other party's strange singing that the other party was open-minded.

How does the carefree monkey spirit understand human pain?

Chen Tang said quietly: "So, do you think I am a monkey spirit in the North? Why don't you call me the Monkey King?"

The young man was shocked.

Did he speak his heart unconsciously?

Chen Tang said: "Reading the mind is a good thing."
To be continued...