"Hey, go and buy his fruit!" The young man holding the sword stabbed Qian Wei with the tip of his sword, looking quite contented.

Qian Wei stood up, slowly stretched his muscles and bones, and walked towards Qian Yiqun step by step. He walked heavy steps, only regretting that he had become a burden to the young master. If he hadn't been concerned about his safety, the young master wouldn't have to pretend to be crazy and deal with them here.

Qian Yiqun watched Qian Wei walk step by step, gradually getting out of the sword's edge, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He handed the basket in his hand to Qian Wei. Qian Wei didn't answer, and his body swayed into the shadow. Qian Yiqun's senses became more and more sensitive at this moment, and could vaguely see a phantom from the distortion of light. He realized that the magical power of this Baimeitu might not be able to escape the naked eyes of the master.

"Huh? Where is the person?" Qian Yiqun pretended to behave, "Where has he gone?"

Dai Jiazi laughed and said, "This old ghost is not aware of eating, but he still wants to use the same trick again!" As he said that, he took out a small wooden box from his waist and opened it calmly.

Qian Yiqun recognized this wooden box, which was found from Dai Shiming. He said in his heart: Yes, Qian Wei is also a person with more yin than positive. There is a red dot on this ghost hunting Sinan. These two people must have a way to find him. It seems that I can only knock down Sinan first, but these two officers are not easy to deal with...

"Huh!"

Dai Jiazi, who was holding Si Nan, suddenly felt surprised and said, "Why is it gone!"

The other one also came over and saw that there was indeed only one red dot on the ink map, which should be the reaction of the sword in his hand and the bones of the life master. He followed up with a surprise and suspicion: "This, this...oh! I should have stabbed him with a sword just now!" He blamed his brothers.

Another dissatisfied, "Didn't you say you want him to lead the way to find Qian Yiqun? Now I'm blaming me again!"

The man was young and energetic, and was speechless when he was choked. Seeing Ma Huaiyuan standing there thinking, he angrily said: "We have been here for so long, why haven't your master sent someone to accuse the culprit!"

Ma Huaiyuan was unhappy. He was a western attendant from the Wenfu, and was in an employment relationship. He was not a servant, so where did he come from his master?

Cao Bianjiao glanced at Cao Wenyong, saw his uncle nodding slightly, and stepped forward and said, "Brother, we are similar in age, so it must be easy to talk. I just joked about you, I apologize to you." As he said that, he bowed deeply. Ma Huaiyuan was unhappy, so he only said to Qian Yiqun: "He is not apologizing to you."

Qian Yiqun immediately smiled and said, "No hindrance, no hindrance."

"Brother," Cao Bianjiao said again, "We are here to find Taoist Qian, just want him to serve the country. It doesn't matter if he doesn't see us today. We can come again. It's our duty to look at the hut three times."

Ma Huaiyuan sneered in his heart: Qiu Badao would coax people, and said, "He said they would come again."

Seeing that he had said such a big story, Ma Huaiyuan was only translated by one or two sentences, and was displeased. He suppressed it and did not cause any attacks. He just said, "But we can't go there for nothing. You might as well sell us some of the fruits first, and we will personally explain to Mr. Qian in the future."

When Qian Yiqun saw the Dai family's children walking with swords, he pointed and inserted apricot and yellow flags on the ground, and said that they were setting up formations. This family that deals with ghosts is very mysterious and its methods are unknown to outsiders. Qian Yiqun was quite worried that they would find Qian Wei. He listened to Ma Huaiyuan's translation and said, "They still want to buy your fruit." Then he said, "It's useless for me to sell you. Taoist Qian said that he must eat it on this mountain to be useful."

"Has Taoist Majesty Qian said it, what's the use?" Cao Wenyong asked first, as if he could already listen to Wuxian local dialect.

Qian Yiqun was secretly shocked by this person's talent, and waited for Ma Huaiyuan to translate, and then said: "It's said that he is full of energy and can sit all night and not sleep. I don't believe him."

Cao Bianjiao looked at his uncle again, took out two small silver ingots from his waist, weighed them, about ten taels, stepped forward and stuffed them into Qian Yiqun's hand, and said, "Just one, let me taste it."

Qian Yiqun knew that he had no calluses on his hands, so he was afraid that he would not dare to refuse, so he took the money and asked him to take a croton himself.

Cao Bianjiao looked at the croton carefully, wiped it on his sleeve, and then bit it in his mouth. Cao Wen shouted with a hey, warning: "Little mouth."

Cao Bianjiao had already opened his mouth wide. When he heard his uncle's words, he just bit open a layer of the skin, frowned, and straightened his tongue, and said in a mournful way: "It's so bitter! It's so spicy and spicy!"

Cao Wenyong said: "The good medicine is bitter, you can swallow it and try it."

Qian Yiqun watched the two Dai Jiazi who were setting up formations on the ground while watching Cao Bianjiao's reaction.

Cao Bianjiao swallowed the croton in his mouth, felt it carefully, and frowned, "It seems that I don't feel anything, I'll taste it." He bit it big, with half a croton.

If this half of Croton is made into Croton Cream, it will be enough for an ordinary small medicine shop to use it for a month. At this moment, fresh fruits cannot be considered medicine at all. I printed the comments on the medicine book: "It's very toxic!"

The "Shennong Bencao Jing" says that croton can break the symptoms, gather the accumulation of symptom, retain phlegm and edema, and edema of the ascites. It can swell the internal organs, open up the blockage, promote water and valleys, and eliminate evil meat.

The old farmers said it more directly: after eating croton, they will penetrate the stomach.

After a while, Cao Bianjiao's face changed slightly and he said, "Uncle San, I feel pain in my abdomen!"

Cao Wen stepped forward and pressed his nephew's shoulder and asked, "How to hurt?"

"It seems like a water and land dojo is open in my stomach, and I'm rumbled... No, I'm going to pull it out!" Cao Bianjiao gritted his teeth, pulled the valley, his thighs tightly, and his calf spiraled. He didn't have time to find a toilet, so he plunged into the forest.

Cao Wenyong had just caught up with him two steps and only heard farts coming from the forest. From this time, I don’t know if General Cao had time to take off his pants. Cao Wenyong’s face was much more relaxed. Any poison with rotten intestines would not cause diarrhea, otherwise how could the medicine be harmed if the medicine power came in? On the contrary, many elixirs and elixirs will be taken to eliminate toxins in the body. After several times, they will naturally cleanse the meridians and cleanse the marrow.

Qian Yiqun was very calm. This half of the croton was enough for him to get his legs and feet weak. He turned his eyes to Ma Huaiyuan again and said in his heart: This man looks like a dog-headed military advisor, but neither group of people here listen to him. What is his origin? This man is not as spiritual as he can do. He only looks like he is a mysterious skill. He only looks like he is weak in his waist, and he is not a martial arts practitioner. He should be better off.

Ma Huaiyuan was so scared by Qian Yiqun's eyes that he thought to himself: This young man's eyes were shining, not like an ordinary farmer, not afraid of the officials, nor at all stage frightened. Could it be Qian Yiqun's helper?

They all said that Qian Yiqun was a Taoist priest who went up the mountain to practice and must wear Taoist clothes, but they didn't expect that Qian Yiqun was just wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes and wearing net scarves on his head, which had nothing to do with Taoist priests.

Qian Yiqun walked forward two steps, walked to the side of Xinghuang Xiaoqi, kicked it with his feet, and asked, "What is this for?"

The two children of the Dai family shouted loudly: "Don't touch it!"

Seeing that Qian Wei had already run out of the bamboo forest path, Qian Yiqun thought that he would definitely go to the mountain to find his senior brother to help. He kicked the apricot yellow flag away and laughed and said, "Is this thing a ghost catching?"

"You bastard!" Dai Jiazi cursed loudly when he saw that the formation map he had prepared had been broken by Qian Yiqun. They did not notice that Qian Yiqun's official words were spoken in a very good manner and had a very light accent.

Qian Yiqunxuan made an attack at this moment, but it was not without reason.

At this time, Cao Wenyong was walking to the forest to see his nephew's condition. The two Dai sons were also stretched out because of the two formations. The three combat powers were exactly a big triangle, which was difficult to support each other. As for Ma Huaiyuan, he was five or six steps away from Qian Yiqun, and his body was soft and weak, and he only needed to fly one foot to solve the problem.

"You are..." Ma Huaiyuan probably guessed Qian Yiqun's identity and exclaimed.

"Thunder come!"

Qian Yiqun shouted violently, and the electric ball in his hand condensed, but he had already thrown out in his breath. This time he contained the middle air and his anger burst out. The thunder in his palm was as big as Cuju. In a blink of an eye, he rushed to the face of the Dai family's recent child and knocked him away with a slam.

Qian Yiqun ran forward two steps, squeezing the sword in his hand, pointing to the sword that the man fell to the ground, and with a clang, the sword was unsheathed, like a silver snake rushing towards Ma Huaiyuan.

Ma Huaiyuan was shocked, and squatted on the ground with a whisper.

The silver snake stopped steadily in front of Ma Huaiyuan's forehead.

"Little one is not talented, so Qian Yiqun is the same." Qian Yiqun laughed and stared at Cao Wenyong.

Another Dai Shizi had already rushed to his brother, helped him sit up, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and glared at Qian Yiqun with his eyes.

"So brave!" Cao Wen laughed loudly, "You have actually deceived you."

"It's easy to say." Qian Yiqun said lightly, "You are so stupid that you have no sense of accomplishment."

"You are determined to be intentional but not intentional, of course... Oh yo..." Cao Bianjiao heard something change outside, lifted his pants out, and his waist could no longer be straightened. As soon as he said something, his abdomen churned again, and he hurriedly retracted back into the forest.

"You guys come to me for trouble, so stupid that they don't even bring someone who knows me. They even say I'm thinking about it without intention?" Qian Yiqun sneered, "You guys tell your family first!"

"Cao Wenyong, the one you plotted against was your nephew Cao Bianjiao." Cao Wenyong smiled, "We are not here to cause trouble for you, we are only for two things."

Qian Yiqun's heart moved. He was well-known for the name Cao Bianjiao, and even if he hadn't heard it for 19 years, he still remembered it deeply.

The young general's status in the late Ming Dynasty was no less than that of Yue Fei's son Yue Yun in "The Complete Biography of Yue". He joined the army as a young man and served under his uncle Cao Wenzhao. He had been through battles for a long time and defeated Wang Jiayin, Gao Yingxiang and Huang Taiji, and was highly valued by Emperor Chongzhen. At that time, people called him and his uncle Cao Wenzhao together, and became the general of Cao. Cao Wenzhao was hailed as the number one good general of the Ming Dynasty, which shows how high the world's evaluation of Cao Bianjiao was.

At this time, General Cao was squatting in the forest, pressing his stomach with one hand and holding the tree with the other, and his seven orifices and five senses were all squeezed into a ball...

Qian Yiqun remembers that Cao Bianjiao died in the Battle of Songjin in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen. Judging from his age, he died young and was only in his early thirties at most, so he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. However, when he thought that he had half a croton, he knocked down a famous general of the Ming Dynasty. This story is worth teleporting for the ages!

"We're here for two things." Cao Wenyong said, "Please ask the Taoist priest to come out to serve, and the other is to study the mountain."

Qian Yiqun's heart trembled when he heard the word "Yanshan".
Chapter completed!