White Snake: I am a Swordsman

Chapter 70 Humanoid "A Complete Collection of Hundred Injuries"

Fahai, the abbot of Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang, who had thousands of monks under his tutelage and close ties with nearby government officials, now collapsed at their feet, at their mercy.

"Bald donkey, weren't you very impressive just now?"

Xiaoqing lifted Fahai's chin with her foot.

She looked at Fahai's dusty appearance and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Live it!

Relying on the power of magic weapon, he wanted to kill me and my sister.

Fortunately, Senior Zhenlong came to help, otherwise, my sister and I would be the ones dying right now!
She swung her sword, pointing it directly at Fahai's heart.

"Wait a minute!"

Xiaobai grabbed Xiaoqing's wrist, and she hesitated: "Fahai has done many good things elsewhere. He is an accomplished monk. I don't think it's right to kill him like this."

She was very conflicted.

Fahai was invited by the master on his own initiative. If Fahai is killed today, will the master be implicated in the future?
"Sister!" Xiaoqing widened her eyes.

She showed an incredible expression and said with a face full of incomprehension: "Who cares how many good things he has done elsewhere? He just wanted to kill us!"

"He doesn't necessarily want to kill us, he just wants to drive us away." Xiaobai whispered.

"Fahai is a Buddhist disciple and the abbot of Jinshan Temple. If we kill him, Buddhism will not just ignore us. They will definitely send monks more powerful than Fahai to cause trouble for us."

Xiaobai's thoughts gradually became clear.

"Instead of this, we should let Fahai go." Her eyes sparkled. "Fahai has lost his magic weapon, so he is no match for us. We are not afraid if he comes again."

Xiaoqing frowned.

She has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes and doesn't like to use her brain.

What Xiaobai said seems to make sense.

Xiaobai and Xiaoqing were in tune with each other. Xiaobai saw that Xiaoqing was wavering, so she said, "Killing Fahai may bring temporary satisfaction, but after that, everything will be what you and I worry about!"

"Let him go, Xiaoqing."

Xiaobai held Xiaoqing's hand and spoke sincerely.

At this time, Xiaoqing snorted coldly.

With a flash of cold light, she put the sword behind her back.

"Bald donkey!"

"For my sister's sake, I'll spare your life. If you know what's good for you, don't come here again!"

"never mind."

"I can't hear anything when I'm unconscious."

Xiaoqing pouted in frustration.

She handed the sword to Xiaobai and turned to walk towards the bushes where Xu Xian was hiding.

Xiaobai smiled with relief.

She first put the sword into the storage bag, and then put away the bag that Bai Long Tu had vomited.

"Wait for me, Xiaoqing!"

Xiaobai chased after Xiaoqing's back.

They didn't notice that Fahai's eyelashes were trembling slightly while they were talking.

When they arrived at the bushes where Xu Xian was hiding, he looked serene, his posture exactly the same as before, and he didn't seem to be disturbed at all by the earth-shaking fight outside.

Xiaobai looked around.

The surroundings were full of greenery, and it was obvious that the real dragon was intentionally restraining itself from allowing the cold to spread here.

"Senior Zhenlong is both powerful and careful." Xiaobai praised sincerely, "While fighting with Fahai, she was able to take care of the mortals."

Xiaoqing looked at Xu Xian's peaceful face and said indignantly, "We are having a great time outside, but he is sleeping like a pig. He is really useless!"

"Don't say that." Xiaobai instinctively defended Xu Xian, "Everyone has their own specialty. You are a doctor with superb medical skills. You just received two silk banners today."

"Okay." Xiaoqing shrugged.

Xiaobai walked to Xu Xian and picked him up by the waist: "Let's go home."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

After a while, Fahai opened his eyes with a complicated look.

Suddenly, another sound of footsteps was heard.

But the footsteps were not as light as Xiaobai and Xiaoqing's, and each step fell heavily.

"Amitabha."

The person who came chanting Buddhist mantras was none other than Guangzhi, an acquaintance of Fahai, from Guanyin Temple.

"I also didn't expect that there is a real dragon in Hangzhou City." Guangzhi showed a compassionate expression. He took out a golden pill from his arms and stuffed it into Fahai's mouth.

The golden elixir melts in the mouth, bursting out with intense vitality.

Fahai could feel that with the nourishment of vitality, the injuries in his body were rapidly improving.

He gritted his teeth and used his magic power to adjust the position of the broken bones.

click-

The broken bones were connected together. The process was very painful, but he didn't say a word, only many small beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

"When did you come?" Fahai frowned. "The magic weapon you borrowed from me is broken. I will compensate you as soon as possible."

The Garuda flag was vulnerable in front of the real dragon and was blown down in one breath.

"I was there when the real dragon appeared." Guangzhi sighed softly, "You don't have to pay for the magic weapon. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble this time. Don't worry about the dragon. Leave it to us."

Guangzhi looked towards Hangzhou City with deep eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

"You guys?" Fahai's expression changed.

Guangzhi nodded slightly, looked up at the sky, and said solemnly: "Guanyin Temple!"

Time is like the water of Qiantang River, which never returns.

Three days had passed since the great battle outside the city. Xu Xian returned to Bao'an Hall and ran the clinic as normal.

"Take care." Xu Xian saw off a patient.

He played a great role in quelling the plague, and his legendary experience of being captured by a rat demon made his already resounding reputation even more well-known!
He received more than a dozen silk banners in these three days.

Some patients even deliberately paraded with banners to promote his name.

Today, Bao'antang's business is booming and it has become the number one medical clinic in Hangzhou.

Xu Xian sat down and picked up the tea.

Before I could even put the tea into my mouth, a new patient arrived.

"Are you the famous Doctor Xu?"

A childish voice sounded at the door.

Xu Xian looked up and saw a little boy covered in blood.

He couldn't help but be surprised.

"I'm Xu Xian. I'm not famous." He looked at the little boy at the door. The little boy was covered in blood, except for his face, which had just been washed, revealing his handsome features.

The little boy walked into the store, limping.

He sat down in front of Xu Xian with a majestic look and stretched out his hand to him: "I heard that you are an excellent doctor. I wonder if you can cure my injuries?"

Xu Xian raised an eyebrow and held the boy's wrist.

After a few breaths, he frowned.

He came out from behind the counter, put his hand on the boy's shoulder, and stroked it carefully from top to bottom.

The more he touched, the more doubt appeared in his eyes.

strangeness.

New wounds overlapped with old ones. Some wounds seemed to be from decades ago, while others were from just a few days ago. There were countless wounds in between.

These injuries are all over the body and are of all types.

Cuts, puncture wounds, lacerations, contusions, abrasions, blunt force trauma
It’s simply a human-shaped “Compendium of All Injuries”!
"How did you get these injuries?" Xu Xian said frankly, "I have been a doctor for many years, and I have never seen a condition like yours."

He realized that the little boy in front of him was not simple.

"Don't ask anything else, just tell me if you can cure it?" The little boy held his chin high, his eyes looking disdainful, revealing a domineering aura that didn't match his childish appearance.

(End of this chapter)