"Everyone retreated!" Ma Zhenren shouted, "Guozhong, you and me behind you!"

Zhang Guozhong was about to smash the iron chain with a pickaxe, but suddenly he was stopped by Zhenren Ma. "Don't move, something is wrong..."

I saw Zhenren Ma walking to the iron box, put his ear on the box and listened for a while. There was no movement. He signaled Zhang Guozhong to hand him the sheep draft. The iron chain was smashed open with a bang. Seeing that the master was so careful, Zhang Guozhong did not dare to be as reckless as before. He took a shovel from the villagers and gently tapped the iron box with the head of the shovel.

It doesn't matter when it opens. A bit of stench, even Ma Zhenren retching several times (Ma Zhenren's clothes and quilt washing time are calculated in five years. Ma Zhenren's quilt surface is similar to that of a leather jacket, and can definitely be used as a bulletproof vest. It is so peaceful that he can sleep with such a quilt. It can be seen how immunity Ma Zhenren is to the odor. At this moment, even Ma Zhenren retching, the smell can be imagined). At this moment, a small white snake crawled out of the coffin, its size is similar to that of Zhuyeqing, and its speed is extremely agile. It seems that it will jump, and the thorn slid to Ma Zhenren's feet.

The patron of Ma Zhenren covered his nose, and when he realized that the little snake had climbed to his feet and squinted his thigh. Ma Zhenren has practiced for decades but has not been covered. Seeing a small insect coming to him, he immediately soared into the air and lifted up more than five feet high (this is the legendary light skills. The flying eaves and walls on TV are mostly exaggerated art of special stunt production to satisfy the audience's visual experience. Real light skills have reached the peak level of Ma Zhenren. The so-called light industry is just a visual name. Ma Zhenren has not become lighter. This jump depends entirely on the explosive power of the legs). However, although he jumped away, the little snake still bit Ma Zhenren's Burmese crotch pants. As mentioned earlier, Ma Zhenren's pants have the potential of bulletproof vests. Even so, they have been greasy and hard.

The pants were still bitten by the little snake. At this moment, Ma Zhenren and Zhang Guozhong were both shocked. This little snake was actually "Quo Chi". According to ordinary people, it is snake spirit. "Quo Chi" means taking off clothes. According to legend, snake cultivation is divided into three stages. At the end, it is Qiu Chi. Among all the records of Maoshan Sect, there are only a short section of the records about Qiu Chi. According to legend, a Taoist priest in the Song Dynasty saw half of the village in funeral at the same time, and was very puzzled. The villagers said, "There is a snake as a ghost." At that time, the Taoist priest went to the altar to do the trick. As a result, a dead villager crawled out of this little white snake and was killed by the Taoist priest with the craft (a lost Mao Shan spell). Now, Li Erdan's body virtue is probably made of this thing. If he bites blood in this mouth, he may not die.

At this time, Ma Zhenren had landed two meters away. The closest person to Qiu Chi was Zhang Guozhong. Seeing Qiu Chi attacking his master, how could Zhang Guozhong watch the fun? He picked up the shovel in his hand and looked at Qiu Chi's body with a poke. After all, he was a passionate young man. No matter what a big immortal you are, it would be true to eat my shovel first.

With a bang, Qiu Qi's body was broken into two pieces, "Your mother, I'll slap you to death..." While roaring, Zhang Guozhong shoveled his backhand and slapped Qiu Qi's head with a bang.

After poking the shovel to the ground, Zhang Guozhong wiped his sweat and prepared to approach and see what this Qiu Chi was. Everything that happened in front of him was so strange. His body was short and he had no bleeding at all, and his head seemed to be made of iron. With the strength of the shovel just now, even if the stone was broken, Qiu Chi's head was nothing.

Just as Zhang Guozhong was making do with him, Qiu Qi's body clicked and met with another piece of his body. He raised his head, looked at Zhang Guozhong, and spit out a letter. This scene immediately scared Zhang Guozhong so much that he took several steps back.

The beasts who cultivate immortals all have spiritual energy. The first target of attack was the person who poses the greatest threat to themselves. At that time, it attacked Ma Zhenren, because Ma Zhenren was very yang energy, and the second was that Ma Zhenren was holding a powerful guy in his hand. However, Zhang Guozhong's actions obviously angered this thing, and the first target of attack naturally became Zhang Guozhong.

The villagers from Siwai were so scared that they had already hid dozens of meters away. Even Captain Li retreated more than ten meters away, staring at the incredible things with wide eyes.

"So this!" Ma Zhenren threw the dagger to Zhang Guozhong. At this moment, Qiu Chi jumped up with a loud bang and bit the shovel handle in Zhang Guozhong's hand. The wooden shovel handle was bitten off with a click. Logically speaking, the snake's jaw was not strong, and at most it could open its mouth very much. At present, this Qiu Chi was obviously different from an ordinary snake.

Seeing that Ma Zhenren threw the dagger over, Zhang Guozhong reached out to take it. At this moment, Qiu Qi jumped up and bit the shovel, fell to the ground, and then jumped again. Zhang Guozhong flashed. Although Qiu Qi didn't bite it, he didn't get the dagger either.

With a bang, the dagger fell a few meters away. Zhang Guozhong turned around and wanted to pick up the dagger. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his ankle was being held tightly. He threw a horse with a plop, and Qiu Chi behind him slowly crawled towards Zhang Guozhong provocatively.

At first, Ma Zhenren also had some idea of ​​underestimating the enemy. In terms of the previous iron boxes, they were all python-level guys. I didn’t expect that this time it was such a gadget, and the movements would be so agile.

Seeing his disciple's life hanging on a thread, Ma Zhenren rushed up and stepped on Qiu Chi's tail. At this time, Qiu Chi turned around and bit Ma Zhenren's leg.

"Ah!!!" Ma Zhenren screamed, feeling a piercing pain, one leg immediately lost consciousness, and lay down with a plop. At this time, Captain Li was also anxious. The three sons couldn't hold it back. Captain Li rushed up with a handful of sheep and took two steps. A pickaxe slapped on Qiu Qi's body. Qiu Qi's body seemed to be made of a sponge. After being smashed, it immediately bulged. He immediately gave up Ma Zhenren and turned his head to Captain Li. At this moment, a big stone hit Qiu Qi's body with a bang. It turned out that Captain Li's three sons rushed forward regardless of everything when they saw his father rushing out.

After Zhang Guozhong fell down, he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead and he was disobedient. However, the master's screams stimulated the deepest potential of his body. He competed with both hands and crawled forward three or four steps and grabbed the dagger. When he turned around, he was just watching the little snake drill out from under the stone and aimed at Li Ergui who was throwing the stone.

"Use true qi!! Use true qi..." Ma Zhenren shouted with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and tried his best. At this time, several villagers also caught up, but no one dared to mess with this thing again in front of him. Zhang Guozhong adjusted his thoughts, and when he tried to compete with his dantian, several warm currents rushed to his right hand. Zhang Guozhong cut his arm with a dagger, and after the blade was covered with blood, he climbed in front of the stone that smashed Qiu Chi in a few seconds.

If we say that the potential of humans is terrible, it can really create miracles once it explodes. At this moment, Zhang Guozhong is like a high-ranking paraplegic patient. He can't use any strength in the second half. He relies on the strength of his arms and climbs faster than walking.

At this time, Qiu Chi also felt a terrible force coming from behind, turned around and rushed to Zhang Guozhong half a foot high, and whispered in front of Zhang Guozhong. Zhang Guozhong closed his eyes and swung his dagger.

In an instant, Zhang Guozhong suddenly felt that his legs could move. He opened his eyes and saw that Qiu Chi's head had been cut off by his just now. The broken two parts of the body flowed out of the yellow water flowing out of Li Erdan's seven orifices. In just a few seconds, Qiu Chi's body changed from snow-white to orange-yellow, and gradually turned black.

"Come here!! Doctor!!!" Zhang Guozhong held Ma Zhenren, who was unconscious, and howled like tears in his eyes. At this time, Captain Li had someone to make a simple stretcher. Several people lifted Ma Zhenren and ran back to the village.

Just like last time, the doctors were depressed. Why did the patients suddenly recover? They could see things and talk, and the yellow water did not flow. At this time, the old Chinese doctor last time someone brought someone in again...

Tearing open Ma Zhenren's pants, the attending doctor frowned, and saw that his whole leg and big hips were black and blue, and there was a blood spot as big as soybeans on his ankle, which was obviously bitten. "What's the thing that bite this?" The attending doctor asked, "Snake, it's a snake! Doctor! How about it? How about it? Doctor, my master, how about it..." Zhang Guozhong knelt down to the doctor with a pounce, "Save my master, Doctor, I beg you, save my master..." At this moment, several villagers began to wipe their tears secretly, and even Captain Li's eyes were red. "Doctor, Ma Dao...Ma Traditional Chinese Medicine is the benefactor of our entire village. You can save him, doctor..."

"What kind of snake is this?" The doctor gritted his teeth. With his decades of experience in practicing medicine, even the most toxic golden ring snake and bamboo leaf green were not so toxic. The wounds as big as soybeans turned blue-black. "First inject the patient with a heart-strengthening injection, Captain Li, get a carriage immediately, so that there will be serum in the city..." The doctor looked at Ma Zhenren's pupils that were slowly magnifying, and he had no choice but to make the decision to inject a heart-strengthing injection.

At this time, the doctor also knew that the heart-boosting injection was just to give the old man some time to say his last words. The so-called serum in the city was only a verbal comfort. How could the city have serum that has never been seen before?

After a heart-boosting injection, Ma Zhenren woke up.

"master…"

"No need..." Ma Zhenren waved his hand and pushed back the pills and water that Zhang Guozhong was holding in his hand, "Give me the cigarette pipe..."

"Master, the doctor said there is serum in the city. Li Fu went to get a car. Let's go to the city immediately..." Zhang Guozhong held back his tears and pretended to be calm.

"No, do you think that...that...is something in the city?..." Ma Zhenren struggled and took a sip of the cigarette, "Guozhong, you are not young anymore, you should tell you some things..."

"kindness…"

"Guozhong, listen, now... you are... the first... the first... the first four generations of Quanzhen Sect, Mao... the 9153rd generation of Maoshan... Mao... the 1953rd generation of Maoshan's master... Mao... the 36 methods of Quanzhen... look good, remember the name of the ancestor... the ancestor..." As he said that, Ma Zhenren took out an ancient jade from the cloth bag containing tobacco leaves on the tobacco pot, "This is for you... and that dagger... don't lose it.... It will be of great use in the future..."

"Master, what are you talking about? Master, let's go to the city now. There are serums in the city!! Now, people are determined to be the heavens..."

"Win... it's a big deal! People..." Ma Zhenren was full of energy and said every sentence, "Man can defeat nature... but there is no fixed word... I live more than 100 years old, and I am still awesome. You kid, you little... little turtle... lamb, you have to carry forward... Taoism..." Ma Zhenren struggled to sit up, and Zhang Guozhong hurried forward to help.

"No...not to throw away my old Taoist Ma...not to..."

The cigarette pipe pot was still smoking and fell to the ground. Ma Zhenren leaned slantedly in Zhang Guozhong's arms, smiling and turning.

"Master!!" All this came too suddenly for Zhang Guozhong. The master who was still fine a few hours ago was no longer here. "Doctor!! Doctor!! Get another injection! Doctor!! Get an injection! Li Fu!!! Have you gotten the car trap? We still have to go to the city..."

...

Ma Zhenren's funeral objects can only be described as simple. In addition to the tobacco pipe pot during his lifetime, they are a dress of shrouds that are quite good in materials.

Whether it is practice or practice medicine, Ma Zhenren didn't know how many people he saved in his life, but he only waited until he died to put on a decent piece of clothing. The only thing he could take was the broken pipe pot that never left his body during his lifetime.

In front of Ma Zhenren's grave, Zhang Guozhong was reluctant to leave for a long time. He wiped the harmonica he brought back from his home, and slowly blew up with a bone-broken guilt. A cold wind blew, Zhang Guozhong shrieked, and the song "Farewell" might be the song that Ma Zhenren heard and played with care...

Outside the long pavilion

On the ancient road

The grass is green and the sky

The sound of the flute holding the willows is broken

Sunset Mountains Outside Mountains

The End of Heaven

The Horn of the Earth

Knowledge and friendship are falling

A pot of turbid wine is over and over again

Don't dream of the cold tonight

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Chapter completed!