There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 1051|The ninety-seventh dragon scale (5)

The ninety-seventh dragon scale (five)

Wait until Zhe Han was finally able to walk normally, and the old and the young over there finally finished the discussion, but it was a pity that Pang Erlang's body was almost dissected by Ji Wubing, otherwise Jiaojiao would have been eager to try. .

Then, Ji Wubing took the lead and pointed at Zhehan: "Stinky boy, what are you doing, don't squat down yet!"

Zhe Han was at a loss.

Ji Wu Bing patted him on the head, he had to squat down, and then the old man landed on his back very comfortably, the old man was very small and not heavy, because he did not know martial arts, so he had to fold Han carried him on his back and used him as a mount!

Jiaojiao jumped into Zhehan's arms, he sighed, fortunately his body had recovered, so he carried one on his back and held the other, with his toes on the ground. With these two people can also move quickly.

Of course, before leaving, Pang Erlang's body was sewed back by Ji Wubing again. The grave was dug by Zhehan, so naturally he had to bury it.

In the county court, Mrs. Zhang's tears had dried up. In fact, apart from her, the murderer could not be found, and she could not clear her suspicions. At this time, Jiaojiao shouted: "Sir! I have something to say!"

The county magistrate was about to close the case when he saw an extremely bloated man descending from the sky. Upon closer inspection, he realized that he was not a fat man, but a handsome young man. Strangely, this young man had his back on his back. An ugly and weird old man, holding a slender and immature **** his chest, the three of them together, don't they look like a big fat man?

"Who are you? What do you have to say? Do you know what is the crime of making a loud noise in court without being summoned?"

Jingtang slapped Jiaojiao dumbfounded. How could she know what the crime was? She was blind, so she was so frightened that she immediately said, "I-I don't know."

"Who allowed you to scare my good apprentice?" Ji Wu Bing shouted in anger, "Do you believe this old man turned you into a leper?"

Jiaojiao immediately asked: "Master, is there such a poison?!"

Ji Wubing is quite proud: "That's natural, this poison was developed by this old man with many years of painstaking efforts, using the venom taken out from the body of the three-headed toad as a guide, adding the master's exclusive secret recipe, people who have been infected with this poison will look like It's like a dick, the thighs are skyrocketing, the chin is bulging, and since then I can't walk upright, and I can only croak when I open my mouth."

If there is no one else around to discuss this again, Zhe Han sighed, only he is a normal person, what can he do? He bowed his hands and bowed to the magistrate, and then explained all the details in the future. When he said that Pang Erlang was not poisoned to death, but had other hidden feelings, Zhang Shi, who was originally dead-hearted, suddenly widened his eyes. He kowtowed and said incoherently: "Master, this master! How on earth did my husband die——"

Before she finished speaking, Pang Erlang's own mother cried out: "How else could he die, it must be you, you scumbag, while my Erlang was away, you had an affair with someone and wanted to have an adulterer. Shuangsu Shuangfei, poisoned him to death!"

Mr. Zhang shook her head desperately, her husband died, and she didn't want to live in the world, but she must know why her husband died!

She could never have poisoned her husband, she didn't do it!

This question involved Zhehan's blind spot of knowledge, so he looked at Ji Wubing: "Senior?"

Ji Wubing squatted on the ground in a very unimpressive manner, and the little girl Jiaojiao also squatted like him. The master and apprentice really looked alike. The old man snorted and gave Zhehan some face. Jiaojiao's senior brother is barely his own. "How else could he have died? This person had originally suffered from swollen lungs, but it was not fatal. Although he often felt breathless and suffocated, it would be over if he held back and slowed down. Living like this, it should not be a problem to live for another ten or twenty years. Unfortunately, before he died, he was accidentally hit by a violent collision. This collision may be fine for ordinary people, but it didn't work for him. It was just that after the collision, he didn't It's one thing, but over time, the blood vessels rupture, making it impossible to breathe, and bleeding from the seven orifices is a matter of course, not poisoning."

When Mr. Zhang heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "No wonder...no wonder..."

She lost her strength and fell down softly, "My husband said after returning home that he had no appetite, I cooked for him, but he still ate it, obviously his face was so ugly, I should give it to him Looking for a doctor...if I find a doctor..."

Ji Wu Bing said coldly: "Even if I find it, unless it's me, the Daluo Immortal will be hard to save."

Ordinary doctor, it may be fine to see a headache and fever, but such a delicate disease? Simply fantastic.

Miss Zhang burst into tears. Because she had no children, she and her husband had already imagined the future. It would cost a lot of money to buy a shop. Although he had money in hand, he lived a very frugal life. When Pang Erlang was not at home, Mrs. Zhang was reluctant to eat meat, but it was a pity that the money he had saved had nowhere to spend.

"Let's leave aside how Pang Erlang died. The point is that what caused his death was a violent collision during his lifetime. If you want to find out the truth, you should go to the person you met before Pang Erlang to find out."

Zhe Han's words reminded the county magistrate that he would have clearly identified Pang Erlang's movements before that, otherwise he would not have identified Zhang as a suspect. .

Pang Erlang is a dutiful son. Although his parents were partial, they didn't even give him anything when the family split up. Every time he came back from business outside, he would visit his parents and bring them some gifts. No exception.

Zhang also knows it.

She seemed to understand something, this weak woman who could only cry, suddenly burst out with huge power at this moment, she rushed towards Mother Pang, like a female beast that can eat people: "It's you... It's you, right? It's you who killed Erlang? It's you!"

Mother Pang was taken aback and hurriedly retorted: "You bastard, Hugh is talking nonsense! Erlang is my own son, how could I be willing to kill him!"

But the more Mr. Zhang thought about it, the more right he was, "Then where did the golden hairpin on your head come from!"

Mother Pang does have a brand new golden hairpin on her head. The condition is not very good, but to ordinary people, it is quite valuable. The colors are also relatively new, not like someone Pang Mu's age can wear. When Mrs. Zhang thought about her husband returning home, she felt a little guilty about herself. She said that she didn't buy a present for herself this time. She didn't think much about it at the time. She didn't want her husband to spend money indiscriminately. With the next few coins, they will be able to stay together as soon as possible.

Have you ever seen Mother Pang wearing a gold hairpin?

Because of her husband's tragic death, Mrs. Zhang was disheartened and didn't care about anything. Now that she knew that Pang Erlang did not kill herself, how could she not fight her life to seek justice for her husband?

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for many years, it was the first time for Mother Pang to see such a vicious side of her daughter-in-law. She was really like a tigress. She was so frightened that she trembled, and there was a ghost in her heart. At this moment, she was shocked!

The Pang family shuddered like chaff.

Ji Wubing said: "So what troubles you to do, I have a poison here, just feed them and eat them, and see if they tell the truth or lie, and if they tell a lie, they will be smashed."

Speaking, he digged and digged in his arms, digging for a long time, took out a small porcelain bottle, Zhehan took it, and without saying a word, he opened the mouths of Pang Mu and others and fed it in. He was very fast. The magistrates didn't have time to stop...

This time during the interrogation, Mother Pang was about to deny it when she suddenly felt a colic in her stomach, and her face turned pale with fright. In this way, the county magistrate was shocked, but she couldn't resist and told the truth.

It turned out that when Pang Erlang went to their house that day, he not only brought some new cloth cakes, but also gave him a coin. When he took the coin, Pang Erlang's wife saw a red flannel bag in his bag with sharp eyes, and immediately on the heart.

On the way home, Pang Erlang realized that the gift he had prepared for his wife was missing. He was very anxious and went back to look for it, but Pang's mother refused to recognize it. Ma Da, this punch was enough for Pang Erlang, so he took a few steps backwards, and hit the stone-ground wooden handle behind him, unable to get up for a long time.

At that time, Panang Lang thought he was pretending and sneered at him. When Pang Erlang got up, his face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and his breathing was very short. , finally took a breath, and then left.

As soon as he left, Mother Pang spat, and scolded Mrs. Zhang for coaxing her son to buy a gold hairpin, and then happily stuck it on her head, making Dangpanlang's daughter-in-law envious.

If she hadn't told her mother-in-law, she wouldn't have known!

I don't know if I can borrow it to wear it when I go back to my parents' house in the future.

Unexpectedly, Mother Pang heard that her son had died before she was overjoyed. She didn't even think about it, so she thought it was Mr. Zhang's trick, but what else did she not understand? The reason why Pang Erlang died has nothing to do with the Zhang family. To be honest, Pang Erlang is the murderer!

When Pangdalang heard this, he was completely dumbfounded and fell to the ground. He had heard that his younger brother had died, and he was still a little bit overjoyed. Although his younger brother was not liked by his parents, he was quite intelligent. , saved a lot of money, he borrowed it, but it was too stingy. I don't even think about it. Pang Erlang has no son himself. In the future, won't he want his nephew to retire? Isn't this money all his?

Besides, it's just that one punch... From childhood to adulthood, he has not beaten Erlang less, how could he be killed with just one punch?

"No, no, it's not me, I didn't do it..." Pangda Lang waved his hands again and again and denied, "It's not me, it's not me!"

"You say it's my family's eldest son, and the red mouth and white teeth frame the person's innocence, what evidence do you have!" asked Pangang Lang's daughter-in-law sharply.

Ji Wubing has not yet dared to speak to him like this until now. Whoever heard that his name was not respectful, he sneered: "What evidence do you want, when Pang Erlang's body is cut open, how did he die? , that is clear, you people are really rotten stomachs and lungs, and the thin-skin coffin will be called rotten after only a few days of burial, not to mention the shroud that breaks when you touch it. There is no **** in the ruler, otherwise your family will not be struck by thunder.”

Pangpanlang's daughter-in-law was so frightened that her legs felt weak, plus the poison that Zhehan had poured into her mouth earlier, all of them were swaying in the wind, looking like they were about to die, she screamed, Rolling on the ground, it hurts terribly.

Ji Wubing was too lazy to read this, so he pointed at Zhehan: "Stinky boy, what are you doing, waiting for someone else to take care of you?"

Zhe Han worked tirelessly and squatted down in front of the old man, Ji Wubing lay on top of him, and greeted the little girl Jiaojiao to "get on the horse" together. Jiaojiao felt sorry for his senior brother, "Master, I will also be light on the merits."

Ji Wubing snorted coldly, unable to see how this kid Zhehan could make Jiaojiao treat him so differently.

This case has nothing to do with them anymore, it's not too early now, and if they don't go back, Jiaojiao thinks that Daddy may have to beat his little **** again.

As expected, as soon as I left the county office, I saw people in the foster father's villa looking for people everywhere. Not only that, but even my father and my foster father came out. Seeing it from a distance, Jiaojiao felt guilty, and Ji Wubing was ashamed. Said: "Jiaojiao, what are you afraid of? With a teacher here, what can that hypocrite and old man of Zheyi do to you?"

Jiaojiao stomped her feet: "Master! Don't scold my father!"

"Hmph." The old man snorted again, "Dad protects, so does Senior Brother, why don't you know how to protect Master?"

He just can't stand Zheyi!

Jiaojiao was about to say a few good words, when Zhe Yi was already in front of him, Daddy's face was tense, and Jiaojiao immediately lowered his head, she knew she was wrong and shouldn't have gone back so late.

Zhe Yi frowned, and was about to scold his daughter, when he suddenly saw the disgusting little old man behind his apprentice. This man was very familiar, and it was the strange doctor Ji Wu he wanted to find to be Jiaojiao's master. sick?

"Brother Ji."

Zhe Yi first greeted Ji Wubing, but before he finished speaking, Ji Wubing rolled his eyes at him: "Zhe Yi, you old man, look at the old man's face, why are you so embarrassed to call the old man brother Ji Why don't you hurry up and call Grandpa to listen?"

Brightly said: "Master, there is a difference in seniority."

When Zhe Yi heard that his daughter was called Master Ji Wubing, he was very pleasantly surprised: "Brother Ji, did you accept the little girl as your apprentice?"

Ji Wubing ignored him, and was still relying on Zhe Han. Because of Ji Wubing's appearance, Zhe Yi failed to punish Jiaojiao in the end. In addition, Jiaojiao had a good attitude in admitting his mistakes. With one eye closed, Ji Wubing had to "reluctantly" agreed to go to Chai Tai's villa under the bright and bright coquettish behavior, but he folded his nose in half, not his eyes, not his eyes.

Zhe Yi has a very good temper, and is more patient than Jiaojiao. Looking at Jiaojiao's face, Ji Wubing is reluctant to live peacefully with Zheyi. The atmosphere was very good at first, but after dinner was over, everyone wanted to leave, but Ji Wubing suddenly asked, "Hypocrite, you accepted this kid as your apprentice, wouldn't you teach him your kung fu too? ?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, Jiaojiao and Zhehan were thinking, what is "that kung fu"? Chai Tai moved slightly, but Zhe Yi's face was indifferent: "Brother Ji, what are you talking about? Please forgive me if you don't understand."

"Why do you pretend to be crazy with me, and I can't take away your kung fu." Ji Wu Bing snorted, "I don't believe that you have given up on your phoenix magic, which you haven't been able to break through after practicing for decades."

Phoenix Magic!

Both Jiaojiao and Zhehan don't know what kind of kung fu this is, but Chai Tai knows that the Phoenix Divine Kung Fu is one of the most powerful martial arts in today's martial arts, so it has been one of the most powerful martial arts in hundreds of years. Layer Ke has become an immortal. Of course, this is just a rumor. In fact, the Phoenix magic has long been lost. Chai Tai never imagined that the old friend Zhe Yi would be able to do this skill.

Zhe Yi still doesn't seem to understand Ji Wubing's words, "Brother Ji, I think you are confused."

Ji Wubing glanced at Zhe Han and said meaningfully: "Boy, you can polish your tricks, don't tell the difference between a human and a ghost."

Jiaojiao said angrily, "Master, you are not allowed to speak ill of my father!"

Zhe Han also said: "I believe in Master. If Master says you don't know, you don't know. Senior, please respect yourself."

In the end, they broke up unhappily. Chai Tai is a gentleman. Although he is also a martial arts idiot, he behaves in an upright manner. Even if he knows that Zhe Yi has the secret of Phoenix magic in his hand, he is not greedy, not to mention Ji Wubing is notoriously crazy. , Open your mouth to talk nonsense, and how many truths are there?

Ji Wu Bing laughed, and the next day he acted as usual, as if nothing had happened, and he was able to chat and laugh with Zhe Yi. Jiaojiao and Zhe Han were even more serious about it, and Chai Tai also felt this way. Things are tight-lipped, there are many lunatics in the world, they are chasing the wind, they will do whatever they can to achieve their goals, if it is known that Zheyi, the owner of Wuchen Island, can master the Phoenix magic, then no matter how strong and powerful Zheyi is, there will still be greedy people thinking. To go plunder.

He didn't want his righteous daughter Jiaojiao to be in danger.

Ji Wubing took Jiaojiao as his apprentice and taught her very carefully, but he didn't want to go to Wuchen Island, he said he was allergic to it.

I don't know if I'm allergic, anyway, Jiaojiao wants to follow him to practice medicine and poison, so he has to leave the island.

After the martial arts conference, Chai Tai stepped down from office and lived on Wuchen Island for a period of time, during which he taught Zhehan martial arts, which greatly benefited Zhehan.

Time flies, and another five years have passed. Jiaojiao soon grew to fifteen years old. She completely lost the baby fat when she was a child, and she was born into a slim girl. The reputation of Jiaojiao is different from the master's "weird doctor" Ji Wubing. Jiaojiao has a kind and pure temperament. As long as she is not a villain, she will save her. In many cases, she does not even receive medical fees. Her reputation is excellent.

This year, after Jiaojiao's fifteenth birthday on the island, he went out with his master to collect herbs, because the medicated bath recipe that his brother used to improve his muscles and bones was shown to his master. Yi was scolded as an idiot, and the medicinal bath recipe that took so many elixir to come up with was simply half the effort.

Calling this kind of half-bottle banging people teach, Jiaojiao almost lost his future!

Ji Wubing gave Zhehan a new medicated bath recipe, one of which was rare, and Jiaojiao had grown up, so she volunteered to accompany her older master to the mountains to collect medicines, otherwise she would be worried.

As a child, Jiaojiao was mischievous and mischievous, but now that he has grown older, he has become more obedient, and even a nasty old man like Ji Wubing couldn't get angry with her in front of Jiaojiao. Every time Ji Wubing unilaterally fights with Zhe Yi, Jiaojiao has to do things in it, and it is precisely because of Jiaojiao's existence that these men can get along in harmony.

After Jiaojiao left, there were only Zheyi and Zhehan left on the island except for the people who served.

Zhe Yi's requirements for Zhe Han are getting higher and higher. Many times Zhe Han feels like a container. Master desperately instills what he knows into himself. Zhe Han is indeed a genius, but a genius also needs Time, Ke Zheyi seemed to feel that it was going too slowly.

"Do you still remember the palm technique I taught you a while ago?"

Zhe Han stood obediently and said, "Go back to master, my disciple remembers."

"Yes." Zhe Yi nodded.

Discussing is something that master and apprentice often do. In the past, Jiaojiao would cheer on the side, and they would always click on it. Zhehan's progress was fast and fierce. He was like a piece of rough jade in Zheyi's hands. , was carved into a dazzling appearance.

But this time, Zhe Han obviously felt that Master didn't show mercy, but instead used all his strength.

After being hit on the shoulder by Master's palm, Zhe Han was stunned, and Zhe Yi shouted, "What are you doing! Fight back!"

How could he possibly fight back?

One dodged, another attacked, and the surrounding apricot trees were raining flowers, and the people who served on the island stayed far away each time, and only approached for cleaning after the master and apprentice had discussed each other.

When these two fought, it was really dark and dark, and the entire dust-free island could be overturned by the two of them!

"Master?!"

Zhe Han took another slap and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Zhe Yi with puzzled and bewildered eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhe Yi didn't speak, but moved to death!

If Zhe Han didn't want to die, he could only fight with all his strength. Unexpectedly, at the moment of life and death, he pushed back the master's palm!

Zhe Yi stepped back again and again, his back touched an apricot tree, his face was like golden paper, Zhe Han hurriedly stepped forward: "Master, I just-"

He stopped abruptly before he finished speaking. It turned out that at some point, a blade as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in Zhe Yi's hand and pierced directly into his heart!

If it was said that the master used his cruel hand to force him to use all his strength, what about now? Zhe Han looked at Zhe Yi in disbelief—the master who raised him seemed to have changed a person, looking at him condescendingly, with no kindness in his eyes, cold and indifferent: "You let me down."

Zhehan doesn't understand.

"Do you know why you lost?"

Zhe Yi bent down, pinched Zhe Han's chin, and said in a voice full of disgust: "If you don't give up these things, you will never be the number one in the world."

He seems to be looking at a failed work. Obviously, this is an apprentice he has carefully selected and spent countless efforts to cultivate, but Zhehan still makes him extremely disappointed. "You have too many things in your heart, and you have too many things in your heart. You know that all this is false? I didn't really accept you as a disciple, and it is impossible for me to betrothed Jiaojiao to you. How can a waste be qualified to be my son-in-law?"

Zhe Yi's eyes flashed with longing. People in the rivers and lakes rumored that the owner of Wuchen Island was indifferent to fame and fortune, but was a famous person in the world. In some respects, it was true. However, when Zhe Yi was young, he was not as good as now. So indifferent, he was also ambitious, arrogant and arrogant, thinking that his martial arts were unmatched, but he was defeated in the hands of others.

He pushed the blade deeper—

There were already tears in Zhe Han's eyes. Compared with the severe pain in his body, he refused to believe that a master who treated him so well was a fake.

Impossible!