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Chapter 62 Conflict Part 1

Lu Ziyu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled slowly. The exhaled breath was like a puff of pale white smoke, condensing and not dissipating. Finally, he inhaled and slowly returned to his mouth, leaving only a faint gray shadow in the air that dissipated.

Already.

This feeling of fulfillment is so good. Last night, in order to treat Red Beard, I exhausted all the energy in my body. I meditated all night and recovered it all. There is still a lot of growth. I feel that it is getting stronger every day, and my mood is much better.

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It was not yet dawn, probably around midnight, so he got up and changed into a set of urgent clothes that he had not come yesterday, and opened the door refreshed. Qin Fang seemed to have just gotten up, and was coming out with his sword in his arms. Just as he was thinking, Wang

The door to Wu's room also opened. Most of them got up at this time. Only Red Beard did not come out. It seemed that he was exhausted last night and the pain that tortured him had just gone away, so he should sleep more.

"Bangdang" had just gone out when he suddenly heard a sound in the yard. Lu Ziyu looked and saw a white shadow flashing among a pile of firewood in the yard. It was that guy Benben. He had been too busy these two days, so he left it here.

Never mind it, I don’t know what it was doing. Because it was not quiet at night, Lu Ziyu threw it into another room and let it live alone, no, it lived as a beast. Whoosh, it jumped out again. It looked like

He was chasing something. When he looked carefully, he saw a mouse on the ground. Benben was playing tricks on the mouse. When the mouse was about to run away, he caught it, picked it up in his mouth and put it behind the firewood. After a while, he ran out again, and again

It was taken back. Look at it like this. Time is not short. I have a second of silence for the mouse.

He started his daily routine of practicing martial arts again, starting with the "Immortal Body", followed by basic martial arts and sword skills. The sword skills were now the focus of training. Each of his sword strikes was very slow, as if there was a lot of resistance in front of him.

After more than a dozen cuts, Lu Zi was exhausted and sweating profusely. Now the momentum of the flying knife in his sword skills has become more mature, but he still can't get the feeling of using a flying knife. But it's okay.

, he believed that even the innate golden elixir would not be able to dodge with one slash of his sword.

Flying knives are his main means of attack. Since he began to integrate sword skills, his flying knives have increased dramatically, and he feels that he has touched the realm of Igami wielding swords. Although he now uses the flying knives all over his body every time he launches them,

The essence and energy are shot out by the gods, but the main force is still Qi. If there is pressure around the enemy, it is also to control the surrounding Qi to suppress. If the breakthrough is to use the god to control the sword, it will be oppression on the god, as long as the god does not surpass him too much.

There are many people who can't dodge his sword. Today's long swords also use Qi to control the sword.

Redbeard woke up while Lu Ziyu and the others were having breakfast. He had gotten rid of the pain last night and had a particularly good night's sleep. He had never felt this in the past five years, so when he woke up in the morning, he thanked Lu Ziyu.

"Pfft" Redbeard knelt in front of Lu Ziyu who was having breakfast, kowtowed and said, "Thank you, doctor."

Lu Ziyu frowned and said, "You get up first, I don't like others kneeling to me."

Red Beard did not get up, but said firmly: "I am a rough man, and I don't know how to express my gratitude. As long as the doctor is useful, I can just follow my instructions." After saying this, he kowtowed before standing up.

Lu Ziyu saw Red Beard stand up, and then he said: "Just in time, I have something to ask you."

After hearing this, Red Beard immediately said: "Doctor, if you have something to do, just say it, I don't have much ability, but I have a life."

Lu Ziyu finished the last bite, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, wiped his mouth and said softly: "I don't want your life, just give me the route map of your cave in the Blackwater Mountains."

When Redbeard heard this, he hurriedly said: "Doctor, it's very dangerous there. I was chased before I escaped there."

Lu Ziyu stood up and walked to the room. As he walked, he said: "You don't have to worry about this. You just paint, and it counts as your consultation fee." After that, he didn't listen to Red Beard's advice and went to the room to organize his medicine box.

Yes, I have to go out for a consultation soon.

In this way, Lu Ziyu set up a stall to practice medicine in Linshan City. From the second day on, he had no patients, but most of them were minor illnesses, including those with headaches and fever. Lu Ziyu would not refuse anyone who came. Every morning for one and a half hours Hours, two hours in the afternoon, I go to get off work on time every day.

On the seventh day, as usual, Lu Ziyu had just treated three people in the morning. Suddenly, a discordant voice came: "Where did the brat come from? He is so young and dares to practice medicine here. Have you asked me?"

When Lu Ziyu heard the sound, he looked around and saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, big lips, and a high nose. However, the two curls of beard on his lips and a pair of small eyes spoiled this man's image. He was wearing a black leather armor and holding a hand in his hand.

He walked toward him with a knife, followed by six young men with weapons in their hands. Seeing these people coming, the people around him all moved out of the way, and someone in the crowd whispered: "What's wrong with these people from the Black Tiger Association?"

Come on, don’t they come to Zouma Street to collect protection fees? Why are they here today?”

Lu Ziyu heard the whispers in the crowd, his eyes flashed, he had some guesses in his mind, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. While he was speaking, the middle-aged man had already arrived at Lu Ziyu's desk. The man who was diagnosing the pulse saw the middle-aged man coming over, and was frightened.

The middle-aged man slammed his scabbard knife on the table and said, "Boy, have you ever come out to see a doctor? What if you die?"

Feeling that Wang Wuqinfang was about to come forward, Lu Ziyu secretly gestured to prevent them from coming up. However, his face still showed the expression of a child, and he stuttered: "Do you still need to see the hair when practicing medicine?"

Everyone around laughed when they heard this, and some people shouted outside that they wanted to take off their pants to take a look. The middle-aged man's face turned cold and said, "Boy, don't act stupid."

,Have you paid the protection fee?”

"Hand it over!" Lu Ziyu said innocently

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. He had already paid protection fees. He had never heard of anyone coming to Zouma Street to collect protection fees. You must know that Zouma Street is mostly from outsiders and there are too many hidden masters. They usually don't come here to collect protection fees.

Yes, even the kid in front of me has been observing for several days. I didn't find any background and couldn't look like an expert. The two people he followed didn't look like experts either. Finally, the employer urged me to come.

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"Who gave it to you?" the middle-aged man said after a long time.

"I hand it in every day. It's handed over to the officers and soldiers of the city guarding camp." Lu Ziyu looked confused.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man kicked away the chair in front of him, raised his knife and slapped the table. The shaking made everything on the table jump, and a few points of ink in the ink cartridge spilled onto the paper. Look.

Lu Ziyu frowned and was about to stop playing. He asked Wang Wu to throw it away. Just when he was about to speak, he heard a loud shout: "Stop."

Lu Ziyu heard the voice sounded familiar, and turned around to look. In the distance, Red Beard was coming from behind the crowd. Oh, we shouldn’t call him Red Beard now, we should call him Wu Lai. His hair and beard are no longer red. We haven’t seen him for a few days.

, has changed a lot. I used to have red hair, red beard, red eyes, and red face. Now my hair and beard are mostly black, my eyes have returned to normal, and I look much better than before.

"Yu Laosan, why are you so crazy? You come to Zuma Street to cause trouble." Wu Lai said before he came over.

When the middle-aged man heard that he stopped, he saw Wu Lai. He looked at it with confusion for a long time. Only when he heard him calling him Yu Laosan did he recognize the person. He smiled strangely and said: "Hey, red beard, red beard."

Where have you been? Will I call you Blackbeard from now on?"

Wu Lai ignored San's ridicule and walked up to Lu Ziyu first, clasping his fists and saluting: "I have seen Doctor Ping, and you are shocked."

Lu Ziyu smiled softly and said softly: "It's okay."

After the ceremony, Wu Lai faced Yu San and said, "I don't care what you are here for. I'm here to protect Dr. Ping. If you need anything, come to me."

Yu San sneered and said: "I don't care if you are a red beard or a black beard, you should just leave the affairs of our Black Tiger Association alone. Don't think that no one can control you, our president is just too lazy to talk to you."

Wu Lai also knew that the Black Tiger Club was not easy to mess with. He heard that their president was a master of innate elixirs, but Doctor Ping cured his illness. He couldn't ignore it. In the end, he gave in and said in a low voice: "How much do you have to pay?"

, I pay for Dr. Ping"

"One hundred gold," Yu San said casually

"Are you deliberately looking for trouble?" Wu Lai became angry and yelled
Chapter completed!
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