He Laowu's words undoubtedly made Song Feier feel even more curious, wondering why his father-in-law would do a firecracker. Didn't it mean that these things are the secrets of the Taoist sect? And judging from the cannon sticks set off during the New Year, it would be nice if the firecrackers at the gate could kill a chicken. How could it be possible to collapse the mountain
Seinfeld resisted curiosity and didn't dare to ask, because such a powerful firecracker was a treasure no matter who it was in the hands of anyone. It would be difficult for Wu Zheng to make inquiries for himself.
Wu Zheng said: "Are you sure Tian Dabiaozi is really dead?"
He Laowu nodded his head excitedly and said: "It is definitely dead and can't die anymore. I see that dog thing is really true. I took his sword and rushed to the forefront of the team. If nothing unexpected happens, the dog thing 'S body should be near here."
"There!" Liu Mang said suddenly, pointing to the huge stone in front of him.
Everyone saw that there was half a knife under the boulder, and everyone worked together to pry the boulder away. The people below had long been smashed into meat sauce. As for whether that person was Tian Dabiaozi and Wu Zheng, I don’t know, anyway. Have seen. But judging from the look on Liu Mang and Seinfeld's faces, eight achievements are undoubtedly that guy.
Tian Da Ba Biao was dead, and Song Feier immediately led people to kill Jigong Village. After a while, thick smoke rose from Jigong Mountain, twenty miles away.
And all of this has nothing to do with Wu Zheng. As the master of the village, Seinfeld has the responsibility to take the brothers under him to attack the city and build a certain welfare for the brothers in the village. At the same time, he also establishes prestige for himself, for her uncle. If this kind of thing is done, it would be too much for some people.
The more than two hundred corpses left by Zhao Yi in the stockade had been cleaned up long ago, and the blood in the area left behind was blistered by the autumn sun.
There are very few flies at this time, but Wu Zheng still raised his hand and slapped his nose like a fly.
It was not because the bloody smell was too stinky, but because he smelled a strong willow water. When he walked into Juyi Hall, the injured brothers were all moved here. Yuntong was holding the medicine box in the crowd. Zhong Shuo applied medicine to the wounded to heal the wounds, while the women in the village held willow water to clean the wounds of the wounded.
Seeing Wu Zheng's arrival, everyone stopped to salute Wu Zheng, because they all knew that today would be the end of the entire Shenmuzhai if it weren't for their uncle.
"Everyone, leave me alone, I just come to see if I can help."
When I came to Yuntong, I was going to ask him for some Jinchuang medicine. I saw that a brother was applying medicine to his back. The brother was stabbed in the back, and he was crawling on the ground with a foot-long hole. Humph.
Yuntong picked up the Jinchuang medicine and was about to sprinkle it, but Wu Zheng grabbed his hand and said: "Uncle Yun like the Jinchuang medicine that hurts your family's ancestors can also be cured?"
Unexpectedly, Yuntong shook his head and sighed: "Leave it to fate! But I can't do nothing!"
Hearing what Yuntong said, Wu Zheng knew that Yuntong’s ancestral Jinchuang medicine was not good enough, so he took out his own needle and thread, and said to the brother who was crawling on the ground: “Brother, please bear with me first. Shinobu, I will sew up your wound now, so that if you are like this, your injury will not be a big deal."
"Sew it up?" Yuntong asked in surprise, "Is it appropriate for my uncle? How can this person's flesh and skin be stitched like clothes?"
Wu Zheng said, "Did you see me sew the wound with a needle in Erdan's father's wound? What was the result?"
Yuntong was taken aback, and then said: "This... I didn't expect it."
Although Wu Zheng has never studied medicine, he has now mixed up with the name of a genius doctor in the cottage. The injured brother endured the pain and said: "My okay uncle, you sew the name of the genius doctor. Right! I know this kind of injury. If you can live until tomorrow, God will open your eyes. Since my uncle can cure me, then I will leave the life of my second king to you."
"Good guy, bear with me."
After speaking, Wu Zheng handed Wang Er a wooden stick and told him to bite it. This was considered an anesthetic, and then he took the needle and thread in one hand and pinched Wang Er's wound with the other hand and began to thread the needle on his back.
It sounds easy, but when Yuntong saw Wu Zheng threading needles in his flesh and blood, he couldn't help but feel the pain in his back.
This Yuntong is said to be a doctor, but at the same time, he is also a ringing horse. He usually has a knife to cut people and he can't do it. But today I saw Wu Zheng piercing a needle on Wang Er's back... (End of this chapter)