My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 109 I am not your father, why should I tolerate you? (Please subscribe!)
  "Head, you have to hold on. You must not die. If you die, we are finished."

Not far from the temple, a group of soldiers carried their injured companions and ran towards the temple at high speed.

The only remaining officer supported the middle-aged man who was still vomiting blood and was being carried by two soldiers, crying and shouting.

It's not that he is very loyal to the middle-aged man, but he is worried that if the middle-aged man dies, the blame will fall on him.

When such a big thing happens, someone must stand up and take the blame. In the officialdom, this kind of thing has always been done by people who have no strength and no background, and only know how to work hard.

What a coincidence, their leader is this kind of person.

Their leader is an old man in the imperial court. It is said that his former master was a high-ranking soul-chasing guard, and their leader once worked at the level of a thousand households.

Later I heard that Tou's master resigned and quit, and without anyone to protect Tou, he became the target of taking the blame.

He was demoted from a high-ranking soul-chasing guard to a hundred households, and then he was directly kicked out and became an ordinary city guard of a hundred households.

This time, she was given the job of protecting the beautiful girl because a big boss in the court wanted to win over him, so she was given the job.

It turns out that this guy is a deadbeat. He doesn't enjoy what others give him, and he doesn't even let his soldiers accept it.

It's better now, I didn't enjoy it, and so many brothers died, and I still have to take the blame when I go back.

The officer didn't dare to take this matter seriously. Anyone in the entire team could die, but he couldn't. He was waiting for the enemy to take the blame. If he died, it would be over.

"Mr. Liu, there is a temple in front of you!"

A soldier running at the front saw the faint lights in front of the temple, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly.

"temple!"

The officer surnamed Liu was overjoyed that the enemy would not die.

"Break open the door for me!"

Soldiers are all hot-tempered, and with the support of the imperial court, these temples do not dare to offend them if they want to operate safely.

After running for thirty miles, the soldiers, tired and hungry, quickly rushed forward and kicked and beat the door.

"Damn it... if anyone opens the door for me, where are they all dead?"

"I'm coming……"

The little monk guarding the door didn't even bother to put on his shoes and hurriedly ran over to open the door.

However, as soon as the door bolt was opened, the door was violently pushed open by the officers and soldiers. The young monk did not pay attention and was slapped in the face by the door that rushed towards him.

"Ugh, it hurts~~"

The little monk subconsciously covered his nose, and immediately felt a stream of heat flowing out.

He put down his hand and took a look with the help of the light. His face turned pale at that moment.

"Blood... bleeding! So much blood!"

"Go away!"

He and several soldiers were carrying the middle-aged officer Liu, who was from a hundred households. When he saw a monk blocking the way, he kicked him directly. The young monk screamed and rolled to the ground, and the blood flowing from his nose was thrown to the ground.

The officers and soldiers didn't even look at the young monk. They carried the middle-aged people and hurried inside.

The little monk could only cover his mouth and nose in frustration, and looked pitifully at the people walking by.

However, neither the officers nor the young monk noticed that the blood sprinkled on the ground was slowly absorbed by the stone slab, and the blood disappeared without a trace in just the blink of an eye.

"What's going on? Which bastard dares to cause trouble here? He's looking for death..."

The movement outside woke up the wanderers staying overnight.

When away from home, the wanderers respect these temples that are convenient for people.

Although the temple also charges money, it is better than sleeping in the wilderness, and it also provides food and hot water. Where can I find such a good place?

In order to repay the favor, these wanderers will not hesitate to help when the temple encounters an attack or danger.

In this way, they not only save their accommodation, but the temple will also thank them and give them the cheapest price and the best food when they stay in the hotel in the future.

"roll!"

A dozen people rushed out of the door angrily, deciding to teach the guy who was here to cause trouble a lesson.

But as soon as they took the guy out, they were met by a group of officers and soldiers who pointed at their noses and told them to get out.

The Rangers' eyes were cold, but seeing that there were more officers and soldiers than them, and not sure if there was anyone behind them, they suppressed their tempers one by one, and under the leadership of a few prestigious people, they withdrew to the side of the yard in a cold voice. Look at this.

"Amitabha, ladies and gentlemen..."

The old monk hurried over, clasped his hands and was about to say hello, when he was rudely interrupted by one of the leading officers and soldiers.

"Your mother's head, is it possible to get sick? Come quickly and treat our people's injuries. Also, prepare food and drink. Don't you dare to neglect me and demolish this ruined temple."

The old monk's expression was a little ugly, and he wanted to refuse, but when he saw the other officers and soldiers holding weapons and looking fiercely in their eyes, he sighed and ordered the young monk behind him: "Go and prepare fast food and water, and take my medicine box." Come here." People who eat whole grains will inevitably have headaches and fever. If you get sick in this barren mountain and forest, there is no place to see a doctor.

In order to facilitate the monks in the temple, the old monk taught himself medical skills.

The medicine box was quickly brought over, and the officer surnamed Liu took the water handed by the soldier and drank a few gulps. He pointed at the middle-aged Baihu who was placed on the soft couch and ordered to the old monk: "Give this." He heals the injury, but if I can’t heal it, you’re the only one to ask!”

The old monk nodded, put the medicine box aside and stepped forward to check it.

As a result, my face turned green when I saw it.

Good guy, isn't this just making fun of me, the old monk?
  It's okay to have a headache and a cold. I'm about to die. You still ask me to treat you. You really treat me like a Tathagata Buddha.

"What, is there a problem?"

Seeing the sad expression on the old monk's face, the officer surnamed Liu asked with a cold face and touched the handle of the knife at his waist.

The old monk was about to cry.

How should he answer this?

This group of killers looked like they had just experienced a battle, their eyes were red and their spirits were tense.

At the slightest touch, he could draw his sword and kill someone.

If he says there is a problem, no one can guarantee whether these guys will just draw a knife and chop him.

But to say that there is no problem, he really can't cure this. If he dies due to blind treatment, he will not be able to escape his life.

"Master, I remember there was a doctor in the wing. When I brought him food, he was reading medical books."

The young monk who was following the old monk saw the old monk's troubled expression and understood his master's difficulty.

Seeing that the officer's sword had been pulled out a little, the young monk suddenly remembered that he was delivering food to the young man in the side room, who was holding an ancient book and reading it. There was a diagram of the human body's meridians that only doctors could read.

The little monk secretly thought that since he was reading this kind of book, he must also know medical skills.

Even if you don’t, that’s okay.

When something goes wrong, the official in front of him will cause trouble for the young man, which has nothing to do with their temple.

"Where is the man?"

Also understanding that the old monk might not have the ability, the officer surnamed Liu got up and grabbed the young monk and asked where the doctor was.
  The young monk fearfully pointed in the direction of the wing, "He is in the wing in the backyard."

"Humph!"

Pushing the young monk aside, the officer surnamed Liu pointed at the two soldiers.

"You two, follow the young monk and bring the doctor over."

"Yes!"

The two soldiers put down the water bowls in their hands, clasped their fists at the officer surnamed Liu and accepted the order, then carried the young monk out of the door.

"boom!"

The door of the wing room was kicked open. Wang Xiao, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, sat up and looked at the two officers and soldiers who walked in carrying the young monk.

"Are you a doctor?"

With the help of the moonlight outside the window, the two officers and soldiers saw Wang Xiao's appearance clearly.

When he saw that he was just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he frowned.

At this young age, even if he were a real doctor, he probably wouldn't be very capable.

But thinking that they couldn't hold off any longer, the two of them stepped forward to grab Wang Xiao's collar without waiting for Wang Xiao's reply.

"roll!"

Wang Xiao's eyes turned cold, he shouted softly and raised his hand, and the two officers and soldiers flew out screaming.

You really don't understand any rules, and you have to behave as if you are inviting someone. I really think that everyone in the world is your father and will get used to your bad habits.

"Are you okay?" Wang Xiao turned back and looked at the young monk.

The little monk shook his head repeatedly, turned around and ran out.

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

"Mr. Liu, that guy is inside!"

"I want to surround those who dare to attack me. I want to see who dares to attack the people of the imperial court. Is it because he wants to rebel?"

The arrogant voice of officer surnamed Liu sounded outside the door.

After the soldiers surrounded the wing, the officer surnamed Liu waved his hand, and four or five soldiers rushed into the room with fierce expressions.

(End of this chapter)