I supported the man in the T-shirt and walked around the alley, feeling that he had already thrown away the three killers. Then I stopped, then took off the man's shirt and helped him treat the wound.

The man in the T-shirt had a white muscle all over his body, and the only place where he was stabbed by the jade knife turned black!

I carefully observed the jade knife that stabbed the man in T-shirt and found that the blade was green and clear, with yin energy lingering on it, and it seemed to be a yin object. I just don’t know if it can be pulled out, and if it is poisonous?

But now it was not the time to hesitate. I gritted my teeth and pulled out the jade knife. I found that the man on the T-shirt's shoulders were bleeding immediately. Even if I applied Yunnan Baiyao on it, it would be dispersed by the blood. I immediately pointed a few acupoints around his shoulders, but the blood still did not stop completely and was still flowing slowly.

The man in T-shirt grabbed the jade knife in my hand, looked at it, and said weakly: "This is the merciless knife that the emperor gave to death the concubines in the past. After being stabbed by it, the wound will not heal..." Fortunately, he was stabbed not in the fatal place.

I helped the man in T-shirt up and prepared to take him to find a place to rest.

At this moment, the voice of the little ring spirit came from my mind: "Drip, master, are you summoning me?"

I looked down at the Yongling Ring on my hand. It turned out that when I was beaten and vomited blood by the golden dragon, some blood was stained on the ring, and accidentally woke up the Yongling Ring. I immediately asked the little Ring Ling: "Do you know any ghosts that can deal with the murderous demon king Zhang Xianzhong?"

"Master, I recommend Zhao Feiyan or Yang Yuhuan. Didn't it mean that the hero is sad to pass the beauty?" Xiao Jieling replied.

"Damn, you're going to kill me!" I was speechless.

Zhang Xianzhong is a severely psychopath. If he summons a beauty and puts it in front of him, he will immediately rape and kill and then eat it.

"Master, don't be angry. There is a second option, that is, summon Oboi!" The voice of the little ring spirit came again.

After it reminded me, I immediately remembered that when Zhang Xianzhong fought with the Qing army, it was Obai, the commander of the Eight Banners Army, who led the suicide squad to capture and behead him.

Although Zhang Xianzhong's ghost has been refined to be extremely powerful, his old enemy will definitely shock him if he defeats something!

The little Ring Ling asked me for advice: "Master, do you need to summon Oboi?"

"No, wait a little longer!" I refused.

"Okay, master, you can call when you need help, but the effective time for essence and blood can only last until midnight. We will have to meet again after three months after the expiration." Xiao Jie Ling explained.

I looked at the time. There were still three hours before twelve o'clock, and it was more than enough time.

My T-shirt man and I are currently running for life. If Oboi suddenly comes out of the alley, it is like exposing our position!

Moreover, Jinlong and Cunning Rabbit are incompatible, so these two may still be fighting fiercely. If one of them can die, then I will have a great chance of winning...

The twelve dead animals are not serious businessmen. They are killers, and their personalities are more introverted than the other. They may have always performed tasks alone and never played together, so this time they compete for each other for success!

On the way, the man in T-shirt told me that the fat pig had been soaked in the special potion water used by the Thai surrender since he was a child, and he had been eating raw meat and drinking blood, so he refined a pair of incomprehensible zombie skins. His killing methods were clumsy and even a little inefficient, but as long as the fat pig came out, no matter how strong the opponent was, he would definitely survive in the end.

The cunning rabbit is good at using evil things and seducing sex. This woman is elusive and no one has ever seen her true face.

We walked a while and suddenly a crescent-shaped lake appeared in front of us, reflecting the surrounding ancient buildings and the bright moon in the sky, sparkling like a mirror. I remember this lake is called Crescent-Shaped Lake, and the movie "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" directed by Ang Lee was filmed here.

The man in T-shirt knelt by the water, scooped up a handful of cold water and washed his face, then put his dirty eight-sided sword in the water to rinse it. As he washed it, he suddenly wanted to fall down. I quickly supported him and took his sword to clean it for him.

I glanced at the man in T-shirt's face. His lips had begun to turn white, and the wounds on his shoulders were bleeding. Half of the clothes were completely stained with blood. If this continues, he will have to be shocked.

I said worriedly: "If this continues, you will die! Let's leave Hongcun now and take you to the hospital first."

The man in T-shirt waved his hand and said, "Don't leave here. There is still a way out when you stay here. I'm afraid that there will be only one way out after you go out..."

I was confused. Could it be that there were any helpers here? I continued to wash the eight-sided Han sword and suddenly noticed a small bamboo tube floating on the water in front of me. I wondered, there should be no reeds in this kind of lake!

My mind changed my mind and let the invisible needle fly into the tube. A soft and red thing appeared in the image that came into my mind. I was stunned for a moment before I realized that it was a human tongue.

It turns out that someone is hiding under the water, and he is breathing with the tube in his mouth!

This is definitely not a local diving enthusiast, and it must be the killer of the twelve dead figures. I was not polite to him, so I controlled the invisible needle and flew directly into his throat.

The images passed into my mind were like the endoscope used in the hospital, which was connected from the throat to the internal organs. I controlled the invisible needles to shuttle through his stomach, piercing his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys.

After a moment, a series of violent bubbles suddenly appeared on the water surface, and large streams of blood surged up. Finally, a man wearing a black tight suit and a black veil was floating up, with a rushing sweat-blooded BMW embroidered behind him.

The man in T-shirt sat on a tree, glanced at it and said, "That is the galloping horse among the twelve dead figures. It is said to be Ryuzawa Ichiro's personal disciple, who is proficient in various lost Japanese ninjutsu."

I looked at the floating corpse in the water. I was worthy of being a disciple of Ichiro Longze. Even Ichiro's bad luck was inherited. I was killed by one move before I showed my face!

Killing a galloping horse is purely a waste of luck. If this person really starts with us, it would be a bit of a disaster in our current state.

I handed the washed sword to the T-shirt man. He stood up with the sword, looked at the other side and said, "Jiulin, go knock on the door with half a lion, and our people are inside."

"Half-headed lion?"

I looked across and saw that there was indeed a damaged stone lion standing outside a big red door. The stone lion was originally a pair, but there was no more on the other side, only a base was left.

Crescent Lake was not big. We helped us around and came to Dahong Gate and knocked a few times, but no one responded.

The man in the T-shirt had no need to wait any longer. I immediately picked up the lock core invisible needle and pushed the door open without hesitation!

We walked through the yard and walked into the living room. Just as I reached out to turn on the light, the man in the T-shirt stopped me. He shook his head and said that the people in Longquan Villa would notice it.

So I asked the man in the T-shirt to lie flat on the ground, shine it on his phone, and found some needles and threads to barely sew the wounds for him. My sewing skills were really average, and I guess it would leave a lot of scars after the injury healed. I felt a little sorry for his snow-white skin.

The T-shirt man was still very weak. The medicine I carried was applied externally, but it was all made of using Chinese medicine, which had the effect of stopping bleeding and generating muscles. I simply treated the horse as a living horse and fed the T-shirt man to take these medicines.

The man in the T-shirt coughed because of the powder. I said, "Wait for me and I will go and get you water!"

There was a well in the yard. I took a wooden bucket and washed it, filled it with a bucket of water, and then took a sip with the water. The well water was cold and sweet, and it tasted even more positive than the Nongfu Spring. It should be of some help to recover from the injury.

When I was passing under the eaves with a bucket, a small ripples suddenly appeared in the water in the bucket. I looked up in surprise for a long time, and then looked into the bucket. The well water was clear and there seemed to be no impurities.

The man in the T-shirt asked me: "Jiulin, what's wrong?"

"It seems that something fell into the water just now." I said suspiciously.

He suddenly stood up, took out a handful of sulfur from his arms and sprinkled it into the bucket. The water surface boiled quickly, and in a blink of an eye it turned green, making my scalp numb.
Chapter completed!