Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 55 Calling a Deer a Horse, Mad Sword Ten Thousand Swords

"Mother, if you see anything amiss, go to Jin Yutang immediately. Uncle Gui, be on your guard."

"Don't worry, old slave."

Lu Wubing hurriedly gave a few instructions, then picked up the kitten and left his house again, his eyes filled with frost and snow.

He vaguely sensed that the unknown group had already laid a vast trap.

Now, it's clearly time to close the net.

I wonder how many are fish and how many are shrimp?

"Little guy, do you still remember the scent of that person from before?"

Go back along the path we've walked, and find that person's trail... Also, you know how to find me.

The cat stretched and sneezed somewhat reluctantly. It seemed to be saying, "Even a working cat shouldn't be overworked; I haven't had a moment's rest since I got back to the city."

"I'll fry some dried anchovies for you myself later, without any bones."

The moment dried fish is mentioned, the cat immediately wakes up.

The Li River is clear and pure.

Water beauty fish fresh spray white...

Especially the specialty small fish, about the width of a little finger, all meat. One bite and your mouth is filled with a bouncy texture.

"call……"

Having received the promise, the little black cat, at that moment, was like a galloping horse hearing the war drums. In a flash, it turned into a black streak and darted into the long street.

Lu Wubing frowned in thought, various ideas flashing through his mind.

He walked to a nearby grove of low trees, and seeing that no one was around, he took out a loose black robe from his bundle and put it on.

The simple and unpretentious outfit change was now complete.

Walking onto the street, Lu Wubing slightly activated the "Pine and Crane Instruction" to reduce his presence slightly.

They inquired along the way about the location of Huichun Hall in Mingyang City.

Passing by a small stall, I tossed down two coins and took a mask of an angry-looking monkey with bright red eye circles.

Besides monkeys, the stall also had sword immortals, and even pig-faced and bodhisattva masks.

Clearly, some myths and legends have begun to circulate among the people.

I don't know which version it is.

Are monkeys as powerful as they were in their past lives, daring to overthrow the Heavenly Court and shatter the Lingxiao Palace?

He casually put the monkey face mask on his face...

Lu Wubing touched the sheathed sword on his back, took a deep breath, and saw the bustling crowd in front of the Huichuntang pharmacy.

At that moment, it was as if a grand drama was unfolding there, with some people screaming and wailing, some discussing excitedly, and others arguing angrily on the sidelines.

A group of constables, carrying iron shackles and gripping their waist knives, pushed forward, pushing aside the throng of people.

Lu Wubing raised his eyebrows slightly, narrowed his eyes, and activated the [Pine and Crane Technique] at full power, his mind as calm as ice.

Like a cloud or a drop of water, it blended into the crowd.

The next moment, he saw his father, Lu Changfeng, who was pale and looked bewildered.

I also saw a burly man with a flushed face and spitting everywhere, shouting loudly.

"Neighbors, you've all seen it. My mother is suffering from severe abdominal pain because she caught a chill..."

Thinking that Huichuntang was a very famous clinic, and that I, Ni Hu, have always been a filial son and don't mind spending a little money, I helped her come to see a doctor.

And look what happened! This man surnamed Lu, so utterly disregarding human life, actually killed my mother!

"Does a doctor have the right to insert needles haphazardly and kill people?"

"Yes, they help a perfectly healthy person in, and then carry them out to be crippled. Who can bear that?" "Isn't it said that the owner behind [Huichuntang] is the miraculous acupuncturist Lu Changfeng?"
He's a highly skilled and renowned doctor; surely he wouldn't kill someone with his treatment?

"Who knows? People say he's a skilled doctor, but is he really? Facts speak louder than words. The person is dead; whatever he says is true..."

"Yes, these days, where is there any benevolence or skill to save lives? It's all just about opening the door to do business, and everything depends on whether you have enough money."

The surroundings were noisy.

Several men in the crowd spoke loudly and rhythmically.

Gradually, the voices questioning Lu Changfeng's medical skills drowned out the other noises.

An old man with a white beard in the shop, seemingly furious, angrily said, "I've never heard of a cure being absolutely necessary, from south to north. This old woman clearly died of poisoning; how can you blame my master for not being able to save her?"

"Alright, no more words. And this one is called Ni Hu, right? Keep quiet for now. Your mother isn't dead yet."

If it drags on any longer, it will truly be dead...

"I've only used five of the seven deadly needles I'm supposed to use. Make way, make way, don't delay."

"You don't even spare the corpses of the dead, you're truly heartless..."

Ni Hu howled loudly in grief.

He flailed his arms wildly, knelt on the old woman, and yanked the silver needles out. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Constable, arrest him! This quack doctor is a menace! He's murdered!"

"Make way, make way! Seize all those involved and interrogate them thoroughly to find out what really happened!"

The head constable, a burly man with a red face, brandished his gleaming longsword, and several constables immediately rushed forward, brandishing iron chains to arrest the man.

Lu Wubing sighed. At this moment, he finally understood what tricks the other party was using.

Sometimes, the logic isn't actually that important.

The important thing is who holds the power of speech.

Look at those constables, their faces full of righteous indignation as they tried to arrest the person, while the old man was still arguing that the old woman on the ground was not dead, but was faking her death.

He took out the silver needles again, intending to treat the illness once more.

Lu Wubing felt saddened upon hearing this and was about to reveal himself when he heard a voice say, "Wait."

“Officer Yan, I think there’s something fishy about this matter with conflicting accounts. As far as I know, Uncle Lu’s medical skills are miraculous. With just seven needles, he can bring the dead back to life and turn bones to dust. His reputation is well-deserved. Perhaps we should wait and see.”

The newcomer was a handsome man from Wuhan with a dignified appearance, thick eyebrows, and large eyes.

He carried a broadsword on his back and wore a sword-sleeved shirt.

Just by standing there, his imposing presence overwhelmed everyone else.

"It's Young Master Shen from Jin Yutang. What brings him here? And why is he speaking to that guy surnamed Lu?"

"What's wrong with [Jin Yutang] again? Does the Shen family's wealth and power give them the right to twist the truth?"

Young Master Shen, known as the "Mad Swordsman," is a renowned figure in Mingyang City, known for his daring horsemanship and heavy drinking.

"If he didn't have a fortune at home supporting him, could he have been so arrogant?"

"That's right. Shen Bancheng is no pushover, he can make so much money. His son is definitely not a good person, and the government will probably listen to him."

That's how most wealthy people are; they give each other face. I wonder what the relationship is between the Shen family and the Lu family?

"Haven't you figured it out yet? I heard that Miss Shen has been frequently consulting Lu Changfeng about medical techniques these days; she's doing him a favor."

Shen Wanjian only said one sentence, and three or four accusations came from the surrounding area.

For a moment, he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

His eyes sharpened, and he finally realized something was wrong.

He reached out and placed his hand on the sword behind his back.

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(End of this chapter)