by Zhi Bai
An Zheng said: "When I was chopping firewood at the back of the mountain, I saw an ancient book that recorded a few prescriptions. If you take the medicine as I say, I'll write down all the prescriptions in the ancient book and give it to you. "
Mad Qu was silent for a while and then said: "You cannot save the person who seeks death. After you eat the poison you want, go die outside the door. Don't die in my room. "In addition, write down the ancient formula you mentioned right now, and I won't charge you for the consultation fee."
He pushed the silver on the counter forward. Even his fingers were filled with reluctance.
"The silver is yours."
An Zheng waved his hand: "Also, I'll have to trouble you to find a big barrel, I want to take a bath."
"Bullshit!"
Mad Qu was angry again, "Your internal organs are bleeding now, bathing in hot water is equivalent to seeking death!"
An Zheng shook his head: "Do as I say, death has nothing to do with you."
Mad Qu waved his hands, "If you want to die, die! Liu'er, you will serve him till he dies! "
After saying that, he turned around and put the silver away with practiced movements. Then, he walked into the room. Qu Liuer didn't know what to do either, and helplessly looked at An Zheng. An Zheng smiled at him, "Don't be afraid, I understand my own injuries. Please take the medicine as I say, and then prepare a wooden bucket to put in the hot water. Also … Prepare a Small Revitalizing Pellet, I want to use it later. "
Qu Liuer immediately ran out to do it. He didn't know why, but he felt that he should believe this boy who was only one or two years older than him. When he was running, his knees were slightly folded inwards. Although they could be flat, there were still some flaws.
"Mad Qu can't be considered to be a bad person."
An Zheng leaned back in his chair. "Qu Liuer is a girl, and is not related to the Mad Qu by blood. He should have adopted him."
"How do you know?"
"Is Qu Liuer good-looking?"
"Good!"
"Does the Mad Qu look good?"
"Of course."
"Then tell me, even if Mad Qu were to roll in bed with a beauty that looks like a fairy, would he be able to give birth to a beautiful daughter like Qu Liuer?"
Du Shoushou was stunned for a moment. "That's reasonable, even if he were to score a point with the Mad Qu, there is nothing to see about this person. "Hey, why are you like that, what does this have to do with you? You're here to see a doctor."
An Zheng smiled and shook his head, he did not say anything.
He hugged the little kitten in his arms, and lightly caressed the cat's back. He kept having a feeling in his heart that this Mad Qu and Qu Liuer must have some sort of story.
And it was at this moment that three youths wearing black embroidered clothes walked in with large strides. Their faces were gloomy and their eyes were ruthless. After entering, they looked around, and in the end, their gaze landed on An Zheng, with eyes filled with unconcealable hostility.
Chapter 11 - Waves of Peace
These three youths were wearing black brocade clothes and had clearly come from a good background. Their clothes were cut to fit them perfectly, and their workmanship was also exquisite. The material they wore was also very good. However, since the three of them wore the same clothes, they were naturally not from any noble family. After they entered, they scanned their surroundings before landing their gazes on An Zheng.
"You are An Zheng?"
The person at the very front raised his finger and pointed it at An Zheng, and pointed it at An Zheng's nose from afar.
"I am from the Chen Palace, my name is Chen Qi, come with me to the Chen Palace." "Immediately."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. After taking two steps, he realized that An Zheng had not moved at all. He suddenly turned his head around, and discovered that An Zheng was still comfortably seated on the chair, holding a snow-white kitten in his arms.
"I was talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
he asked in a cold voice.
An Zheng squinted as he looked at him: "Call me Anzhu."
Chen Qi's face instantly became ugly. He was a follower of the Chen family's Young Master, and was able to do whatever he wanted in the palace. Anyone who saw him in the Nanshan Street, who wouldn't be submissive to him? At this moment, a poor brat was acting so arrogantly in front of him, yet he still spoke rudely. His anger was instantly ignited.
"An Zheng, if it wasn't for the young master wanting to see you, do you think you would still be alive?"
An Zheng faintly said: "Name is Anzhu."
Chen Qi took a step forward, "I'll give you one more chance. Now, get up and follow me, I'll spare your life."
An Zheng sighed: "I'm a disobedient person. I've already given you two chances."
At first, Chen Qi did not understand what An Zheng meant, but after he understood, he was furious. He pointed and said, "Drag him away after killing him half to see the young master."
The two black-robed youngsters behind him immediately rushed over with steady steps. Furthermore, as they moved forward, one in front and one behind, they maintained a very good position. It was obvious that they had gone through harsh training. The two youths rushed over, one of them kicking towards An Zheng's neck while the other squatting down and sweeping across the chair An Zheng sat on. The two of them moved at the same time, their speed extremely fast, and their kicks were swift and fierce.
An Zheng's foot pushed off the ground, and the chair slid backwards with a creak, easily avoiding the pincers attack of the two youths.
Du Shoushou rushed forward: "You dare to hit my friend!"
He threw a punch towards the nose of one of the youth dressed in black. His speed was alright, but his attacks had no pattern. It was just a rough way of fighting. But at least he fought every day in the Nanshan Street Academy, so he was very effective in doing so. If an ordinary person were to be punched in the nose, they would probably have to squat down for a while before moving.
A black-clothed youth turned his body to the side to avoid Du Shoushou's fist, and then reached out and grabbed Du Shoushou's wrist to the side. Du Shoushou lost his balance and fell forward, but before he could fall, the other black-clothed youth bent over and grabbed his ankle. Of the two black-clothed youths, one grabbed Du Shoushou's wrist, and the other grabbed Du Shoushou's ankle, then jumped backwards at the same time.
Maybe after a while, the two of them would be able to break Du Shoushou's body.
Peng!
One of the black-robed youngsters took a hit on the back of his neck, and didn't notice at all when An Zheng had gotten up from his chair. The immense pain made him lose his strength in an instant, and he couldn't help but loosen his hands. The black-robed youth in front of him could not react, and fell while grabbing Du Shoushou.
An Zheng's palm cut the black-robed youth's neck, and then, he grabbed onto his hair and retreated a few steps. The youth cried out in pain as his body collapsed onto the ground. An Zheng lifted his foot and stepped on the youth's throat, breaking the neck bone with a kacha sound. A mouthful of blood spilled out of the black-robed youth's mouth. He had actually been stomped to death by An Zheng.
Previously, when An Zheng was fighting with those local thugs, he didn't kill a single person. But this time, he didn't hold back at all.
"My heart is too cruel, I made a move to kill someone."
An Zheng placed the little kitten inside his clothes, and then stretched his waist: "Originally, I was so heavily injured that I didn't want to attack anymore, but you guys have successfully aroused my murderous intent huh."
He kicked away the black-robed youth's corpse with a kick, then walked toward Chen Qi: "These methods of killing, were all taught to you by the young master of your Chen Palace?"
Chen Qi's face paled a little. He did not expect that An Zheng's strike would be so heavy and fast. Previously, he did not follow Young Master Chen to An Zheng's
house, so he did not see the scene of An Zheng knocking down dozens of people with a firewood knife. If he had seen it, he definitely wouldn't be so domineering. He was only subconsciously a little jealous, jealous why the young master of the Chen Palace thought so highly of this impoverished youth called An Zheng.
He just wanted to teach An Zheng a lesson. As for that fatty, he would naturally not care if he killed him.
"An Zheng... "You should know that this is against the Chen Residence."
An Zheng ignored him and continued to stride towards him. At this moment, when Chen Qi saw that he was walking towards him, he seemed to have seen, in a trance, the image of a peerless ferocious beast appear behind An Zheng. The vicious beast gave him an incomparable pressure. In that instant, he felt as if his heart was about to break apart.
"If people like you keep them, they will become a disaster in the future."
When An Zheng was halfway there, he casually kicked away the black-robed youth who was pressing down on Du Shoushou. The youngster's body flew out in a straight line, before crashing into a table and falling onto the ground. Du Shoushou crawled up and rushed over. He sat down on the black-robed youth's body with his large bottom, and then smashed down with fist after fist. "fat grandpa will teach you how to conduct yourself!"
"An Zheng... Don't think that just because the Young Master wants to see you, I won't dare to kill you. "
Chen Qi consecutively retreated three steps before realizing that he couldn't afford to lose in terms of momentum. He forced himself to stop, flipped his wrist, grabbed a dagger from his sleeve, and pointed at An Zheng from afar: "I'll say it one last time, if you dare step forward again, I'll cripple you."
An Zheng's body moved forward and instantly appeared in front of Chen Qi. Chen Qi's dagger stabbed towards An Zheng's chest with a ruthless method.
An Zheng's two fingers grabbed onto the dagger and twisted, causing a cracking sound as the bones in his hands to shatter. An Zheng caught the dagger in his hand, spun it around beautifully, and then agilely moved forward to cut open a wound on Chen Qi's arm. The tip of the blade took advantage of the opening and pulled out a hand tendon. Miraculously, the hand tendon was not cut off, but was ripped out from the flesh and blood.
This method simply caused one's heart to go numb.
An Zheng used the dagger to pick at the tendons in his hand: "You said you were going to cripple me? Do you know what will happen to you if you turn the dagger now? "
"An …" Anzhu. "
Chen Qi's face was as white as paper, and his forehead was covered in sweat as big as soybeans. He knew that he was wrong this time. It was because he had offended someone he shouldn't have. It was his fault for being stupid. How could a person whom the young master valued be incompetent? It was because he was blinded by lard that he was jealous enough to want to suppress An Zheng. Right now, his arm was hanging right on top of the other person's blade. With a twist of the dagger, he could cripple that person's arm.
"Too late, I gave you two chances."
Just as An Zheng finished speaking, someone walked in from outside: "Anzhu, please be lenient."
A black-clothed Chen Pu walked in with the usual kind smile on his face. Chen Pu was the third uncle of the Chen family's young master according to his seniority, but his position was far worse, because he was not the legitimate son. But by relying on his own hard work and enough viciousness, he had found a place in the Chen Residence.
He cupped his fists: "Anzhu, why must you fight with these small fries? These people do not understand the rules, causing the Anzhu to be angry. I will represent the Chen family to apologize to you on their behalf. "
He took a step forward and coincidentally stood between An Zheng and himself. As long as he moved again, he could easily capture Du Shoushou.
An Zheng curled his lips, and after a light smack, he cut off the tendons in Chen Qi's hands. "I like fighting spirit because most people can't beat me."
Chen Qi retreated while wailing, he stumbled and knocked over a few chairs. Qu Liuer, who was in the room, wanted to stop them, but was stopped by the Mad Qu: "Don't go out … Liu'er, remember that person called Chen Pu outside, he is your enemy. If one day you can cultivate, don't forget to dismember this person into thousands of pieces. "Before your father died, he told me not to tell you about these things. However, I felt that, regardless of whether you were a girl or a boy, you must avenge your father."
Qu Liuer vigorously nodded his head, as tears silently flowed down his face.
Chen Pu did not seem to care about An Zheng breaking the tendons in Chen Qi's hands, and politely said: "Thank you Anzhu for teaching me a lesson, if you have free time, go to the Chen residence, Young Master would like to see you right now."
An Zheng nodded his head: "I'll go capture some medicine."
Chen Pu cupped his fists: "Then I will go back and wait for Anzhu."
He turned around and picked Chen Qi up, "Trash!"
Chen Qi: "Father …"
Chen Pu: "Shut up!"
Then, he took Chen Qi and left with large strides.
A cold look flashed past An Zheng's eyes. Chen Pu was too shrewd. For such a patient person, if he were to erupt in the future, it would be like a tsunami. Such a person was absolutely not a coward. Rather, he was just a person of patience. He knew his own identity and position. Even if it was because of An Zheng, an outsider, he would not easily anger that young master from the Chen Palace. But a father who watched his son's arm being crippled without doing anything made An Zheng look down on him from the bottom of his heart.
An Zheng turned around, but he had already beaten the black-robed youth until he turned limp. An Zheng went over and pulled at Du Shoushou: "Stop hitting me, if you can't kill me, then don't kill me. Once you start this massacre, you will often have nightmares in the future. "
"What about you?"
Du Shoushou glanced at the black-robed youth whom An Zheng had trampled to death: "Are you not afraid of a nightmare?"
An Zheng laughed: "Me? I'm a nightmare for many people, but I don't have nightmares. "
Mad Qu came out from his room. "Quickly take the medicine and leave. I can't keep you here any longer. "Let's go, let's go!"
An Zheng knew that the Mad Qu did not dare to offend the Chen family, so he took the medicine and did not take a bath. He thanked his and wrote a few recipes on a piece of paper and pen before handing it to Mad Qu. "I understand now.
Mad Qu also didn't know where this youngster got his arrogance from. He glared at An Zheng, grabbed Gu Fang, and then pushed Du Shoushou out the door.
An Zheng and Du Shoushou left the infirmary. As Du Shoushou walked, he asked, "You can still fight, then why did you let me carry you when I came?"
An Zheng said, "I'm just carrying it on my back. What's so strange about it?"
Du Shoushou acknowledged his presence, "But I keep having the feeling that something is amiss..."
An Zheng: "Get used to it in the future."
Du Shoushou: "..."
At this point of time, there were very few people on the streets. Once night fell, the evil in the Fantasy City would become even more rampant, so ordinary people did not want to walk on the streets at night and close their doors to sleep early. But right at this moment, a sedan appeared in front of them. Four servants in green brought a palanquin over. When they walked past An Zheng and Du Shoushou, the person inside the palanquin opened the curtain and glanced at An Zheng: "Oh, what a beautiful cat."
He pointed at the cat. "Give it to me, or I'll kill you."
An Zheng laughed: "Before you took the inheritance, did you perform filial piety?"
Chapter 12 - Jiajiang
In a place like Fantasy City, all the weak kindness that came with it would appear cautiously, so as to not be discovered. No one can forget how the Fantasy City was built back then. At this moment, the evil people of the sixteen kingdoms were all pretending to be powerful. Thus, if he were to meet a person on the street, especially at
night, then there was no need to doubt that he was definitely not a good person.
As An Zheng walked forward with the cat in his embrace, he was stopped by a small palanquin. From the palanquin, a young man with a white face and no beard came out. Looking at the young man, he seemed to be about twenty years old, his eyes were fixated on the cat in An Zheng's embrace: "What a beautiful cat, give it to me, or else I'll kill you."
In Fantasy City, do not look down on anyone who is not ordinary. Because any person that made people look extraordinary, it was because they were fiercer than others that the meeting seemed unusual. There were no other reasons.
To be able to be carried by four servants dressed in black clothes and boots, he definitely wasn't an ordinary person.
Of course, An Zheng would not give him the cat, even if he looked like this person was really special. And no matter how one looked at it, An Zheng looked at this person with contempt.
The young man frowned slightly. "Are you not afraid of death?"
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders. "Why don't you try?"
The young man asked, "Do you think it's worth it to die for a cat?"
An Zheng said: "The cat is mine."
Young man: "It is because it is yours that I want it from you. Give it to me and I will spare your life. I don't really like reasoning. You can try to reject me again. "
An Zheng: "The cat is mine, so don't say that you want it, even if you wanted to eat its crap, I wouldn't agree."
The young man was stunned for a moment. "You really know how to talk …" Looking at your bloodied body, it seems like you just killed someone? "
An Zheng: "Guess."
The young man nodded. "Alright then. Goodbye."
After he finished speaking, he really did leave.
Du Shoushou, who was facing a great enemy, was stunned for a moment.
An Zheng shook his head: "This world is much more complicated than you can imagine. Many people can survive by relying on their own unique methods."
"But just who is he? Why did he leave just like that? I thought there was going to be a fight. "
