Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 167 People are the knife and I am the fish
Linjiang City.

Wei's other courtyard.

There was a lot of noise...

Several Xiaosi carried Wei Dahua, who had been hit by the dung stick, into the small courtyard.

Jiuji hadn't been smoking for a long time now, he covered his nose, and asked pretending to be puzzled, "What happened?"

Li Xiaocui whispered in Jiuji's ear, "There is a wounded man whose feet were beaten to pieces and covered with feces, so he must be useless..."

"Oh... go to the toilet and get me some maggots." Jiuji said in Xiaocui's ear.

"How much?"

"I guess it's a bowl." Jiuji handed the big water bowl he just drank to Li Xiaocui.

"Xiao Cui is going now."

"Fill it out, remember to wash it clean, it still needs to be a bit of a show."

"Xiaocui knows."

"Don't fish with your hands."

"Don't worry, young master, Xiaocui will use a dung scoop to scoop it up, and then wash it with well water after scooping it up, and put it in the water bowl after it's cleaned..."

The conversation between Jiuji and Xiaocui did not fall on the ears of others.

Now Wei Jinke, Wei Qingqing and the servants who went home are very busy.

With a flick of the long sword in Wei Jinke's hand, Wei Dahua's tattered trousers were torn.

Then Wei Jinke slowly tore open the shredded trousers stuck to Wei Dahua's flesh and blood.

"Ahhh..." Wei Dahua let out a scream like killing a pig.

This thigh is already pulpy.

It's nothing more than a bloody mess, and the best Jinchuang medicine can completely cure it.

But there is also foul-smelling feces in this blurred flesh and blood.

The most hateful thing is that this big feces is not fresh, it is estimated that it has been black after a few days.

Looking at the injury, Wei Jinke said solemnly, "It must be washed clean before applying the golden medicine, otherwise it will stink and die after seven or eight days."

"Brother Jin Ke! You must save me." Wei Dahua roared loudly.

"En." Wei Jinke nodded silently, and didn't say much.

Soon the two servants worked together to bring a large bucket of water, which was warm water.

"Let me wash it..." Wei Qingqing soaked a piece of handkerchief, stuffed it into his elder brother's mouth and let him bite.

Then began to wash the injury on the big brother's thigh with warm water.

"Ahhh..." Wei Dahua not only screamed like a pig being killed this time, but also thumped wildly like a pig that wanted to be killed, and several servants couldn't hold it back.

Seeing Wei Dahua's appearance, Wei Jinke's brows twitched in anger.

"Sister Qingqing... I don't think you should wash it anymore. There are scabs on some parts of his legs. The feces and flesh are scabbed together. You need to use a knife to pick them up first and then wash them. The pain is no less than that of Ling Chi. His The body may not be able to bear it, I think it's better to be simpler." Wei Jinke said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes... I want to keep it simple." Wei Dahua grabbed Wei Jinke's hand and said expectantly.

Wei Jinke pulled out the long sword around his waist with a cold face, and said coldly: "I move very fast, bear with me."

"Big cousin! What do you want to do?" Wei Qingqing stopped in panic.

"Qingqing...should be broken continuously, she will be in chaos. These two legs can't be kept. After I cut them with a sword, I can use Jinchuang medicine, maybe I can save a life. If not, I will definitely die!"

"No! My father performed missions for the family during his lifetime, and before he died, there was still a Nine Suns Protective Pill that he was reluctant to eat, so bring it to me." Wei Dahua wailed loudly.

"You don't even have a meridian, what use is the Humai Pill to you?"

"Don't worry! I will definitely keep the Nine Suns Protective Pill for your sister. This thing is useless to you. Just bear with it and it will pass."

"Big cousin! Be merciful, you cut off both my legs, how will I walk in the future?"

"You can use your hands."

"Hands have other things to do."

brush!
Wei Jinke slashed down with a sword.

clang!
A crisp sound.

A black flying knife blocked Wei Jinke's sword, and everyone turned their heads to look.

The throwing knife turned out to be a blind man.

"Let me do it, I can keep his feet alive." Jiuji said calmly.

Everyone stepped aside...

Jiuji stood at the door with a blind stick.

"Cousin Jiuji, how do you treat him?" Wei Qingqing asked.

"I'm asking Xiaocui to prepare the materials for the treatment of the disease. It's a bit troublesome to prepare the materials for the disease. Please wait a moment." Jiuji said in a calm tone.

"Cousin Jin Ke, please ask two servants to go to the kitchen to help."

"What are you doing in the kitchen?"

"When we get to the kitchen, Xiaocui will naturally tell you." Jiuji explained.

"Go quickly." Wei Jinke ordered loudly.

"Who is this?" Wei Dahua asked.

"This gentleman's name is Zhang Jiuji, and he is also Da Fang's cousin." Wei Qingqing introduced from the side.

"My parents died for the family, you must save my life." Wei Dahua said with tears in his eyes.

"rest assured……"

"What medicine did you ask them to prepare for me in the kitchen?" Wei Dahua asked curiously.

"I asked them to make chicken soup with ginseng and angelica for you. When you finish drinking the soup, put some Jinchuang medicine on it, and you will be cured naturally."

Drinking chicken soup can heal?
"Brother? You are blind. You can't see what's wrong with my legs. How can drinking chicken soup cure you?"

"Brother... Cousin Jiu Ji is blind, but his martial arts skills are extremely high. Just now he blocked Cousin Jin Ke's long sword with a throwing knife."

At this time, Wei Qingqing picked up a black flying knife from the ground, and the black flying knife had already been cut with a huge gap.

Wei Qingqing looked at the cut section of the flying knife. It was just a flying knife made of ordinary gray iron. The people who forged the flying knife had good craftsmanship, but they were reluctant to use high-quality refined iron.

"Cousin Jiuji... I will trouble you with my brother's affairs. I will remake your throwing knife for you." Wei Qingqing said.

"You know how to forge?"

"I'm interested, but now I'm facing a martial arts competition. Only when I successfully enter the provincial martial arts academy can I have a lot of time to study the way of refining weapons."

"No need, you should concentrate on practicing martial arts." Jiuji put the almost scrapped throwing knife into the storage bag.

Jiuji stretched out his hand and pulled out a wooden chair accurately, then sat on the chair.

"Brother Dahua, don't worry, I can smell the wound on your thigh, the sour smell of feces and flesh is more clearly seen than seeing..."

"Here, here, here..." Jiuji pointed to three places in a row, where black blood and stench were strong.

"At least seven or eight days of excrement, the excrement is black, cold and dry, with a metal spiked iron rod as thick as the forearm, it hits the fresh thigh muscle hard, and beats every inch of intact skin on the thigh. In the process of beating, coarse salt was sprinkled, and each blow avoided the vital points..." Following Jiuji's description, Wei Dahua burst into tears.

Jiuji's description is very correct, that's how he was treated roughly by the gang.

Both Wei Jinke and Wei Qingqing thought of eight words at the same time.

"Man is the knife, I am the fish."

I saw Jiuji patted Wei Dahua's hand and said: "Don't worry...you are safe now, we are in Wei's other courtyard, the stewed chicken soup is just a medicine, I have real secret medicine to treat the injury on your thigh, I promise Once the medicine cures the disease, it won’t even leave a scar.”

"Cousin Jiuji, you are a miracle doctor."

"It's not a genius doctor, but he just has a little knowledge of medical skills, brother Dahua... In case I missed something, can you tell me why you have suffered such a disaster?"

Wei Dahua glanced at his younger sister, and was speechless for a while, not knowing where to start.

(End of this chapter)