Yin Yang Luban Mantra

Yan Shouyi was completely unmoved by the vicious Amway of the boss of the wretched pharmacy.

This is a matter of a man's dignity, absolutely no compromise!

He looked at Longfei City, and sent out a soul torture: "Is this the famous doctor you mentioned?"

Long Feicheng was very embarrassed, and replied: "I didn't know that Master and his old man used to ask me to grab that kind of medicine..."

Yan Shouyi sighed, it seems that he came to the wrong place today.

After hearing the conversation between the two, the owner of the pharmacy seemed to have guessed the purpose of the two. He hooked Long Feicheng's shoulder cheerfully, and said with a smile:

"Xiaolong, your master and I are both wanderers, but your master is a practitioner of hexagrams, and I am a practitioner of leather. But no matter what kind of profession you are in, if you really have no skills, who would dare to come out?"

The implication is to let the two of them not underestimate him as a small pharmacy, and underestimate him as the owner of the pharmacy.

Long Feicheng hurriedly handed the cigarettes to the pharmacy owner, and it was a shame, and then explained: "Lao Jin, the main thing is that we are not here to buy that kind of medicine today, and I am young, so I don't need your medicine for the time being, otherwise I will Definitely support your business!"

Lao Jin grabbed a moldy toothpick from the pharmacy table, and while picking out his mouth full of big yellow teeth, he said:

"Then it depends on what kind of medicine you want. If you can't even find the medicine you want in Huichun Hall, then the whole Banyan City may be mysterious!"

I don't know where this old Jin got the confidence to say such bold words, Long Feicheng only thought he was bragging.

But Yan Shouyi had the intention of giving it a try, and named out a few medicine names: "Cornus officinalis, Achyranthes bidentata, Schisandra chinensis..."

The first few herbs are easy to find, but the latter ones are becoming more and more rare, and Longfei City has never even heard of them.

Lao Jin listened seriously, and took out a small notebook to take notes.

After reporting the name of the medicine, Yan Shouyi asked, "Can you get these medicines?"

"Hey, what did I think! That's it?" Lao Jin smiled disdainfully, "I have them all in my medicine yard. Come with me, and I'll get them for you!"

Really? ?

Yan Shouyi was rather surprised, in fact, he had no hope at all.

Seeing that Lao Jin was so determined and disdainful, Yan Shouyi didn't doubt it. Lao Jin called the owner of the shoe store next door to help him take a look at the shop, and then took the two of them to his medicine garden.

The medicine garden is located at the foot of a nearby mountain. After walking for about ten minutes, you can see the garden from a distance. There is also a small shabby house in the yard, and there are many dried herbs hanging outside the house.

Just looking at the size of the yard, it was hard for Yan Shouyi to believe that the precious herbs he needed would be placed here.

Lao Jin pushed aside the fence of the medicine garden, strode in, then pointed to the hut and said, "It's inside, follow me."

Pushing open the door of the hut, dust poured down, Yan Shouyi and the others held their noses, Long Feicheng couldn't help complaining: "Old Jin, how long has it been since a living person came here?"

"Hey, in this wilderness, even dogs don't want to come here, so you two are the only ones."

The hut had no windows, and it was pitch black inside. Lao Jin went inside to search for something, and after a while shouted: "I found it, come in quickly!"

Yan Shouyi vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he was the first to go in.

Who would have thought that just as he stepped into the hut, he suddenly stepped on a trap, and his whole body was immediately bound by hemp rope to his calves, and hung upside down on the beam of the house!

Lao Jin came out of the darkness holding a rusty sickle, and looked at Yan Shouyi with a gloomy expression.

Seeing this, Long Feicheng's face turned pale with fright. He didn't expect that the owner of the pharmacy he frequented was actually a black shop owner.

What are we going to do now?Kidnap?blackmail?Or simply kill for fun? ?

Lao Jin shouted to Longfeicheng: "Xiaolong, this matter has nothing to do with you, just stay away from it if you are sensible, and act as if you didn't see what happened today!"

How could Long Feicheng want to just leave Yan Shouyi behind like this, he still hoped to learn skills from Yan Shouyi and make a fortune in the future.

He asked Yan Shouyi, "What's the situation, Brother Yan, do you have any enmity with Lao Jin?"

Yan Shouyi, who was hung in the air, also felt puzzled in his heart, he didn't know Lao Jin at all, so where did the grievance come from?

All he knew was that the sickle in Lao Jin's hand was posing a huge threat to him. If he didn't do it well, he might really lose his life today.

So he silently took out the Dao Talisman from his satchel, ready to summon Zanpakuto at any time.

"Don't move, don't think I can't see your little movements, hand over what's in your hand!"

The sharp-eyed Lao Jin noticed Yan Shouyi's little move, and immediately raised his sickle to threaten him.

Yan Shouyi sighed and had no choice but to take out the Dao Talisman.

The moment Lao Jin stretched out his hand to receive the Dao Talisman, Long Feicheng rushed over and knocked Lao Jin to the ground with his shoulder!

Lao Jin fell into a pair of bamboo baskets. Because he was too fat, he couldn't get up for a long time. Long Feicheng quickly picked up the sickle that fell on the ground and went to rescue Yan Shouyi.

Yan Shouyi also summoned Zanpakuto, and easily cut the hemp rope hanging him.

"Brother Yan, are you alright?" Long Feicheng asked while supporting Yan Shou.

"I'm fine, grab that old Jin!"

As soon as Yan Shouyi got up, he saw that Lao Jin was no longer in the corner of the small broken room. They quickly looked outside the house, only to see Lao Jin staggering and running far away.

Long Feicheng couldn't help cursing: "Damn Lao Jin, thanks to my trust in you, I didn't expect you to be so sinister, don't run away! See if I don't beat you to the teeth!"

Don't look at Lao Jin being fat, but his running speed is not slow at all, and he is very familiar with the surrounding terrain, and he is about to disappear into the small woods.

Yan Shouyi chased to the outside of the medicine garden, grabbed a handful of loess from the ground, put it in the palm of his hand, and drew a talisman on the loess with the other hand, and with a sound of "Imperial order", Lao Jin's feet suddenly stepped on the ground, with an ouch, Rolling all the way down the hillside, he rolled tens of meters in one breath, and finally bumped into the fence of the medicine garden, and then stopped in embarrassment.

At this moment, Lao Jin's face was covered with bruises, his whole body was covered with injuries, and his clothes and trousers were scratched countless times. He looked like a beggar.

Long Feicheng hurried forward, put a sickle on Lao Jin's neck, and asked: "Lao Jin, can you explain?"

Lao Jin grinned his teeth in pain, but still looked at Yan Shouyi angrily: "You bastard from the Hanshang School, you stole the prescription from our Qihuang School, and you still have the nerve to come to me to buy medicine. !"

"What Hanshang School, what Qihuang School? What are you talking about?" Long Feicheng was confused, as if Lao Jin was speaking the language of another world.

Yan Shouyi understood a little bit, and he explained: "The Hanshang School and the Qihuang School are both schools of ancient medicine. The Hanshang School originated in the Song Dynasty and was co-founded by many famous doctors in the Song Dynasty. The Qihuang School can be traced back to the ancient Yanhuang period. Miraculous doctors, their patriarch is Qibo, the great god who wrote the pioneering work of traditional Chinese medicine, "Plain Questions."

Lao Jin gave Yan Shou a mouthful of thick phlegm: "You shameless villain, you still have the face to say the name of our patriarch!"

With a quick glance, Yan Shou dodged Lao Jin's magic attack, and said innocently, "But the problem is that I'm not from the Hanshang School!"

"Why aren't you from the Hanshang Sect? The medicinal materials you just mentioned are clearly the formula of our Qihuang Sect's Tianyuan Soul Gathering Pill. This formula was snatched away by your Hanshang Sect 70 years ago. Besides you, who else can use it?" Do you know this recipe?" Lao Jin firmly insisted that Yan Shouyi was from the Hanshang School.

Yan Shouyi shook his head: "I'm not sure where the recipe came from, but I'm really not a member of the Hanshang School, and I'm not even a doctor."

"Then what are you?"

"I..." Yan Shouyi replied, "I am a descendant of Luban."

"Heir of Luban?!"

Lao Jin, who was originally angry, calmed down instantly, and remained motionless like a bastard. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked falteringly, "Which Luban descendant?"

"You know, the Luban heir that I'm thinking about now."

"Hehe...hehehe! Hey, you guys see that this is a mess, you misunderstood, you misunderstood, you misunderstood, it was a big misunderstanding!"

Lao Jin's face was full of embarrassment, and he quickly explained: "If it is a descendant of Lu Ban, then it makes sense. I was reckless just now. You should let me go now, and we have something to talk about..."

Lao Jin can't speak well if he doesn't want to, after all, the sickle is in the hands of Long Feicheng, and it's still on his neck.

He doesn't know if the sickle is sharp or not, but the rust on it is attached to a magical attack like tetanus. If Long Feicheng accidentally cuts his neck, the tetanus vaccine alone will cost Laojin 50 What about yuan?

If Lao Jin was rich, he wouldn't have to wear a racerback in rotation.

Long Feicheng looked at Yan Shouyi, Yan Shou nodded as a signal, and then he put down the sickle.

Lao Jin sat on the ground honestly, and said aggrievedly: "Actually, I also reacted normally just now. Now there are not many disciples left in the Qihuang Sect, and they have been reduced to the end of the world. They were all created by the Hanshang Sect. Now we see the I wish I could go up and chop a few knives... Cough cough, of course it's a society ruled by law, so I just said that casually..."

After complaining, Lao Jin looked at Yan Shouyi curiously:

"Don't tell me, this is the first time I've seen a living descendant of Luban! There are rumors in the world that you are already extinct. I didn't expect that you, like our Qihuang faction, are still keeping a low profile among the people!"