The last of the three heroes of Jeju was smashed in the head by Wang Lun and died without a sound.
Ever since he had tasted the benefits of breaking the city wall with a big rock, Wang Lun had a special liking for this weapon that could be seen everywhere. If he were to fight with Zhe Bie and their strength was equal, Zhe Bie would finish shooting his arrows, but Wang Lun would still be able to pick up anything on the ground and smash it. How happy would that be?
Wang Lun was even thinking of opening a brick kiln when he returned to Liangshan to specialize in the production of slabs of bricks. That was the first choice for using them as weapons!
The three heroes of Jeju were furious in the afterlife, but they were killed by the three people of Liangshan without any effort.
When Yuan Lang saw that there were still five to seven hundred minions on the opposite side, he was afraid that the killing god behind the chief's brother would steal his business. He quickly whistled, and the infantry behind him moved forward with a bang. He himself could not help but rush into the enemy's formation!
There was no resistance! When Yuan Lang patted his Dark Stallion horse, the hundreds of people on the other side threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground.
The depressed Yuan Lang was furious. He rushed in and killed a few of the surrendered soldiers who were a little slow. Only then did he calm down slightly.
Wang Lun did not have the time to find trouble with him. He glared at him fiercely and ordered the cavalry to leave half of them behind to capture the captives. The rest of them went to kill the mountain in one go!
Unexpectedly, there was no resistance. The mountain was already littered with corpses. Chao Gai and the others had swept up all the valuables on the mountain and fled without a trace. They didn't even have the time or courage to stab Ruan Xiaoqi.
A complete victory!
To Wang Lun's surprise, the small Peach Blossom Mountain had accumulated no less than fifty thousand strings of wealth. Who knew how much Chao Gai had taken away!
What shocked Wang Lun even more was that he only found out after he reached the mountain that there was a narrow pass at the waist of the peach blossom mountain. If he really sent a team of elites to guard this place, even if the army of ten thousand could break through, they would have to pay a heavy price.
Ruan Xiaoqi had been carried out, and Zhou Tong had beaten him up ruthlessly. After that, he had tormented him several times, until he was on the verge of death.
Wang Lun was anxious and quickly ordered Yuan Lang to send out ten teams of people in a row to find a doctor to go up the mountain to treat Little Seven.
This delay lasted for more than a day. That night, there were minions who brought the surrounding doctors up the mountain. It seemed that they were most likely kidnapped. Seeing Ruan Xiaoqi like this, they all shook their heads and expressed their helplessness.
It was the last person who told the truth. He said that this person had injured his internal organs and there were already cracks inside. If he wanted to save his life, he had to fulfill both conditions!
Firstly, there had to be a godly doctor who was good at cutting open the intestines and suturing the internal organs. Secondly, this method was extremely dangerous. It required the thousand-year-old ginseng to keep him alive before he could use the knife to save him!
Unfortunately, although this doctor knew how to treat him, he couldn't.
Wang Lun understood what the other party was saying. To put it bluntly, his internal organs were broken. He had to save someone and perform surgery! The thousand-year-old ginseng was one of the ancient medical methods. There was no such thing as a cardiac stimulant or hormone. The only way to save one's life was to rely on the overbearing old ginseng.
Wang Lun was anxious. Where could he find a thousand-year-old ginseng and a doctor who could perform surgery in such a short time? Fortunately, the doctor was knowledgeable and had some tricks up his sleeve. He had a hundred-year-old ginseng with him, which was passed down from his ancestors. It was something that could extend one's life, but he had always refused to use it. Seeing Wang Lun's red eyes and frantic look, his heart softened and he took it out. He only thought that it could save Little Seven from death for half a month. After fifteen days, not to mention ginseng, even ginseng fruits could not do anything!
Wang Lun was both happy and surprised. He rewarded the old doctor with ten gold pieces of garlic on the spot.
Wang Lun, who was so anxious that his mouth was bubbling, sent out more than half of the infantry and cavalry. They did not dare to move their positions on Peach Blossom Mountain and looked around for someone with this ability.
There was no news for two days in a row. Just as he was feeling anxious, another incident occurred at the foot of the mountain.
"Brother, a fat monk came down from the mountain. He was just shouting at the mountain gate and cursing, but I don't know where he came from!”
Wang Lun found it strange. Peach Blossom Mountain didn't provoke romantic debts, so why did it provoke monks?
The group of people who could not sit still went down the mountain to take a look. As expected, a big monk was sitting on a big rock at the foot of the mountain with a Buddhist staff on his shoulder, cursing and cursing.
"That monk kept cursing, but I don't know why?”
The big monk rolled his eyes and stood up, shaking the muscles on his body. He said coldly,""So what if I kill all of you shameless things? You are Zhou Tong, right? Come, come, come, Lord Zeng will weigh you today!”
It was Zhou Tong, that slut, who had caused trouble again. Wang Lun had only helplessly said a few words when that monk charged forward like a mad cow!
"You're so unreasonable!" Yuan Lang was furious. He raised his weapon and pointed it in front of Wang Lun as he cursed.
Both of them were reckless men. In the blink of an eye, they were fighting together, but the more they fought, the faster they fought. The more they fought, the more shocking it was! In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred rounds had passed, and the two of them were still unable to determine the victor.
Wang Lun looked at the monk, who seemed more and more familiar. He suddenly remembered that this was Peach Blossom Mountain. Could it be that master? It was just that the plot seemed to be a little off.
"Stop!"
When the two of them heard this, they each took a few steps back. The fat monk laughed and said with great satisfaction,"I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful person in this small Peach Blossom Mountain.”
Yuan Lang couldn't be bothered with him, but Wang Lun smiled and said,"Grandmaster, I am not Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong is already dead, so why have you come?”
"Dead?" The monk paused the monk staff in his hand and grinned,""It's good that you're dead! Such a thing that was worse than pigs and dogs, die early and reincarnate! Eh? Then who are you?"
Wang Lun didn't answer. He just smiled and said,"Master, aren't you Lu Zhishen?"”
The monk was shocked. He touched his bald head and said,"Scared! Old Master's reputation has actually spread to you?”
Wang Lun found it funny. He finally understood what was going on.
After explaining clearly, Lu Zhishen put away his staff and said,"I've heard of the Waterfront Liangshan. It's a big business now! You are the master of Mount Liang? Yes, you're a good-looking talent. I'm sorry for offending you!”
Wang Lun immediately said that it was fine and invited Lu Zhishen up the mountain. It turned out that Lu Zhishen had come because Zhou Tong had forced the daughter of the Great Grandfather Mao of Peach Blossom Village to marry him. This made Wang Lun feel rather emotional.
This monk seemed to especially like dealing with matters between men and women.
Naturally, there was no lack of wine and meat on the mountain. Lu Zhishen was honest and straightforward. Seeing Wang Lun unhappy, he was unhappy. He put down his wine bowl and said,"Chief Wang, could it be that you can't bear to part with a few bowls of wine?”
"Grandmaster, why do you say that?"
"I see that you don't look happy. Could it be that you have something on your mind?”
Wang Lun let out a long sigh and voiced out the worries in his heart. Lu Zhishen was silent for a moment before he suddenly slapped his thigh and said,"Don't worry, don't worry! I know someone who can save your brother's life!”
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