Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 153 Chapter 153

Ye Zigui said: "I do know something different."

Liu Jiren asked: "If you say it, you can give advice together."

Ye Zigui said: "He is Zhu Shu's guest qing, the founder of the sect called godfather, disciple of Feng Qingyang, head teacher of Taoism, and the most beautiful man in Jianghu."

"Zhu Shuchu" is an alias given to Zhu Qingshan by someone with a heart. The ministers of the DPRK and China mostly use this nickname in private exchanges. Is an illegitimate child.If there is no hole, there will be a dragon, and the disobedience of giving nicknames to the emperor's relatives must be fueled by someone deliberately.

But no one will check, and no one dares to check.

Liu Jiren's eyes widened with anger, and he said angrily: "It's Taoism again, and what kind of handsome man, this group of nerds who have no father, no king, and don't talk about the three cardinal principles and five constant principles, these bookmakers who are lawless and don't follow the rules. They think it's great to know a little bit of principles, Thinking that you can be greedy for success if you have a little idea, you know how to get along with others but you are arrogant, you are lazy and playful but you say you are a wild crane, the progress of the world is due to people like you and me who are not smart and not stupid who work hard every day It was built, but he was rescued by Taoism by throwing his head and blood. Thinking of the way they reasoned with me, the old man’s liver hurts.”

Seeing Liu Jiren rambling on, Ye Zigui finally couldn't help but interrupted: "Don't keep your mouth shut, even the Son of Heaven treats Daoist sects with courtesy and respect. Everyone in the world respects Daoist sects. It's unfair for you to say that." Losing the dignity of the official family will also damage the dignity of the court."

Liu Jiren said loudly: "Yes, his way is to 'worry about the dangers of the world first, and hide the joys of the world later.' It is for the country and the people, and it is praised by others, so what? You know? The old man's daughter was killed by Confucius. Confucianism ran away, do you think I am qualified to scold Taoist priests? If I didn’t know the past of his Taoist disciples’ moral knowledge, such humiliation, how could I not kill men and drown women? He thought he hid at the border and lay on the barbarian hills I don’t know if I’m a teacher here?”

Ye Zigui chuckled, noncommittal.As the saying goes, it is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework, Liu Jiren loves his son too much, he indulges his young daughter, and his words and deeds are indeed criticized. This should be the root cause of his daughter's elopement with a talented man, right?
Ye Zigui asked: "Since Yang Fan is the head of Taoism, what should we do?"

Liu Jiren's complexion immediately calmed down, and his breath also became calm, which can be seen from the kung fu of cultivating the mind and character.

Liu Jiren said: "Those who come are not kind, and those who are kind don't come." After thinking for a moment, the scabbard said: "If there were no such twists and turns, if he Yang Fan came to pay homage, even if he came to Xingshi to question his crimes, I would go out to greet him, old man, but he went all the way. Come here, all of them are going to kill us, and the beams formed are not small. We can't be slaughtered just because he is the head of Taoism, right? Don't say whether he is the real head of Taoism, even if he is What’s more, we should not know now.”

Ye Zigui nodded, accepting the opinion.

Being greedy for one place and one moment is not a fatal act.But cooperating with foreign enemies is a real thing, and framing Hua Xiong is also taking advantage of the trend. At this time, the Taoist headmaster spreads the propaganda all over the world to collude with foreign enemies and frame Zhongliang. If he doesn't kill the source, he may be killed by the world.

Ye Zi replied: "Is the outside a trap you set up?"

Liu Jiren nodded and said, "It's always easier to deal with good people than bad people."

Ye Zigui said: "Who is that couple at the door? This can let Taoist people enter the game? That kind of person's intelligence... I don't think it may be possible, right?"

Liu Jiren said: "Yang Fan lived in the Erqi Inn, so naturally the owner and his wife are a little friendly. Since you have done something for them once, you will do it for the second time. You don't know, being a hero is addictive."

Ye Zigui smiled and said, "How can I not know this?"

Liu Jiren looked at Ye Zigui, and Ye Zigui looked at Liu Jiren, and they both laughed.

Liu Jiren said: "What my father-in-law said is that the general is not a hero?"

Ye Zigui suddenly asked curiously, "Where's the baby?"

Liu Jiren said earnestly: "Since it's dangerous here, how can I let the baby take the risk? I have already sent my wife to take him back to the ancestral home to escape the disaster."

Outside the gate of the prefect, a little boy stood on the corpse and wept like rain. He hugged the foot of the corpse and tried to put it down, but it was in vain and it didn't help.

He was too short for his height, he was too small for his strength.

He wiped his nose and tears with his burial sleeve, held a stone and stood on tiptoe, carefully fastened the embroidered shoe covers of the female corpse.

A masked man suddenly appeared in front of the boy, his slender white hands covering the boy's head.

The little boy knelt down immediately, kowtowed loudly, and cried, "Great Sage! I beg you to save my parents."

A familiar voice sounded, "If you can wear Monkey King's mask to have the ability of Monkey King, then there will be a lot less injustice in this world." He whispered softly, as if he was talking to himself.

Of course he is Yang Fan.

The heartbroken man who had sex with others before abandoning others, the shameless man who had no face to see others and instinctively hid behind a mask.

Yang Fan carried off the corpses one by one, and put on the clothes of the female corpses.

Asked the little boy, "What's your name?"

The little boy replied: "Zhang Zhongshan."

Yang Fan pointed to the corpses on the ground and asked, "Are they your parents?"

Zhang Zhongshan nodded.

Yang Fan smiled wryly and said: "It seems that I have been tricked. They really took great pains to catch me out, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and doing everything they can. You are indirectly implicated by me. If I can still live after today, You are my direct disciple, if you can't survive, then so be it."

Zhang Zhongshan pointed to the magnificent vermilion gate of the prefect's mansion, and asked, "Are you going to kill the bad guys inside?"

Yang Fan nodded.

Zhang Zhongshan said: "If you survive, I will be your disciple. If you die, I will dig a hole for you and call you master."

Yang Fan said: "Good apprentice."

With a radius of one thousand meters, the guns were shining, and the water around them was tight.

An old man with a long beard and elegant manglong official uniform stood under the plaque with a laugh.

High-spirited, talking and laughing.

Turning to the burly middle-aged man beside him, he smiled and said, "General! Would you like to sit down with me and watch the show?"

The big man cupped his fists and said, "I can't ask for it."

Yang Fan asked, "Are you Liu Jiren?"

The elegant old man nodded, smiled and said nothing.

Yang Fan asked again: "You have a strong breath, you must be the five-level master Ye Zigui, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Not bad."

Yang Fan said: "Are you treating me like a monkey?"

Liu Jiren didn't answer, but clapped his hands. Immediately, some servants moved the tables and chairs, put the tea on the plate, and put it neatly in a moment.

Liu Jiren sat on the grand teacher's chair and said with a smile: "You are so self-aware that you actually know that you are a monkey."

Yang Fan said: "It doesn't matter if I am a monkey or not, anyway, since you are the Jade Emperor, you are not qualified to be tigers."

Liu Jiren asked, "What is that?"

Yang Fan said: "You are just a bunch of lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

Both Liu Jiren and Ye Zigui are extremely intelligent people, how could they not know what he meant.

Ye Zigui smiled indifferently, and said: "Whether we are lambs or not is a matter of tomorrow, but today will be the day you will be slaughtered, come on."

For a while, the knife was drawn, and the gun was sharpened.

Liu Jiren raised his hand to stop it, and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Ye Zigui looked at him, deeply puzzled.

Liu Jiren said calmly: "It is reasonable to put a long line to catch big fish and catch them all in one catch."

Ye Zigui nodded, waved his hand, and created a large space with Yang Fan as the center.

Yang Fan looked at Zhang Zhongshan and asked, "Can you climb trees?"

Zhang Zhongshan said: "Yes."

Yang Fan said: "Climb up."

Zhang Zhongshan climbed the tree in response to the words, and his agile speed was more like a monkey than Yang Fan wearing the mask of the Great Saint.

Yang Fan looked around and took off the mask, revealing a handsome and delicate face.

One person walked out of the crowd and walked slowly towards Yang Fan, his voice gritted out from his mouth.

"Yang...Fan..."

Seeing the face with one eye blind, Yang Fan's face turned cold, and he called out the man's name word by word.

"Liu...San...Ke..." It seemed to be spit out from the lungs.

The two fought immediately without any hesitation.

After a moment of fierce fighting, a hundred moves are approaching.

There was an extra strip of cloth hanging from Yang Fan's clothes, but there were two knife marks that were not deep and not shallow on Liu Sanke's body.

Liu Sanke ignored the bloodstains on his body, and said seriously: "In just one year, you have been promoted from second-rate to this level. I really regret that I didn't make up for you a few times."

Yang Fan laughed loudly and said, "You only see my grades, so you don't know how much effort I have put in for revenge. I can't sleep more than two times a day, and I am practicing while driving and walking. Even eating three meals is beneficial." The food for cultivation is to kill you one day. I also like to hear your praise, but for me, your life is my best reward."

Liu Sanke sneered and said: "If you praise your progress, you will think that you are invincible. Young man, I will give you a piece of advice. Achievements that can be seen are called hard work, and achievements that cannot be seen are called strength. For this world, you are still too immature."

(End of this chapter)