There is a trick

第81章 写龙寺，4k，2合1（33）

"Oh?"

The short man just lifted his buttocks from the stool. After hearing Zhou Chang's words, he was confused and couldn't help laughing. He sat back on the stool and said, "If you can control the 'evil Zhang Liao' again, what's the harm in me giving you a generous gift right away?"

Zhou Chang nodded and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a strong smell of rain blew into the central hall with the wind.

In the main room, the people who were talking to each other and doing business suddenly shut up.

The main room, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

Zhou Chang, along with the others, turned his gaze towards the main room door.

——There was a flow of joyful energy in the breath of rain.

"Tap Tap!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the main hall, and a figure wearing a straw raincoat crossed the yard and stepped directly into the main hall!
"Make way! Get out of the way!

Get out of the way! "

The man in the straw raincoat was holding a bloody person in his arms. While shouting, asking people in the main room to make way, he quickly jumped over the tables, chairs and benches in the main room and laid the person in his arms flat on a table.

"Fifth brother!"

"Fifth Uncle! What happened to Fourth Uncle?"

"Why are only you and the fourth brother back? Where are the sixth and seventh brothers?!"

The man laid the person in his arms flat on the table. Three or four people immediately gathered around him. They took out various medicines and bandages, and bandaged the bloody person on the table who had lost an arm and a leg. At the same time, they asked questions to the man in the straw raincoat.

These four people should be the companions of the man in the straw raincoat.

The rest of the people also gathered together. Some took out special medicinal wine and gave it to them. Some helped bandage the wounds of the injured on the table. Some chanted something secretly to dispel the evil spirit that surged into the hall.

Everyone helped, and few stood idly by.

Even Zhou Chang helped. He took the needle and thread from the hesitant short man next to him, burned the needle tip red over the candlelight, washed the cotton thread in boiling water, and then he sewed up the shocking wounds of the injured on the table with flying needle and thread.

The companions who had been surrounding the man in the straw raincoat and asking anxious questions were also attracted by Zhou Chang's actions.

They held their breath, fearing that their loud noise would affect Zhou Chang's performance.

——Although they don’t quite understand whether sewing the wound with needle and thread will be helpful?
But seeing Zhou Chang's determined and calm expression, these people consciously did not dare to disturb him.

"If the wound is too big, covering it with medicine powder alone may not heal it." At this time, the short man who provided the needle and thread whispered, "If the wound can be sutured with needle and thread in an excellent way, it will increase the chances of the wound healing.

Your brother...is seriously injured. If the wound is not sutured, it will fester in a few days and he may die.

If the wound is sutured, maybe he can be dragged back from the gates of hell.

This friend’s stitching skills are…very good, much better than the way we corpse drivers stitch corpses.”

The short man's serious expression made his words more persuasive.

The doubts in the eyes of the injured man's companions at the table faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Chang's fingertips flew, and the extremely soft cotton thread seemed to have life in his hands. It quickly shuttled through according to his wishes and sewed together the bloody flesh of the wounded.

He incorporated the Hidden Needle Goddess's Six Needle Method into this suture, greatly increasing the efficiency of the suture.

After he had sewn up all the wounds on the injured person's body with needle and thread, the surroundings were completely silent.

"Sprinkle the medicine."

Zhou Chang put down his needle and thread, took the towel handed to him by someone, wiped the blood off his hands, and said lightly.

"Medicine! Sprinkle the medicine quickly!"

The wounded man's companions immediately snatched the medicine jar from someone else's hand, unscrewed the stopper, and sprinkled the medicine powder on all the wounds on the wounds on the wounded man's body.

Today, the injured are already dying.

Although Zhou Chang sutured his wounds, his injuries were too severe. One of his legs and one of his arms were missing, and he had lost too much blood. It was still unknown whether he could survive.

"Thank you for your help!"

Standing next to Zhou Chang, the black man with a full beard saluted Zhou Chang with a fist, his eyes full of gratitude: "May I know your name? My name is Wang Tiexiong, from southern Shandong, and I travel along the Ancient Tea-Horse Road with these brothers behind me to do some business.

You have saved my brothers, and I will definitely repay you generously for this great favor!"

The black man in the famous work Wang Tiexiong and the three or five men behind him should be the caravan members who travel on the Ancient Tea-Horse Road all year round.

Zhou Chang also clasped his fists in return to Wang Tiexiong and said, "My family lives in Qingyi, my surname is Zhou, and my given name is Chang.

It's just a small favor, don't take it to heart.

My dear brother, you are seriously injured and have lost too much blood after a lot of bumps and bruises. Although I have sutured his wounds, he still needs to fight for his life and save himself from the jaws of death.

"I see that the wounds on this brother of yours are mostly lacerations, and around many of the wounds on his body, you can vaguely see tooth marks similar to human tooth marks... I wonder what happened to him? Why did he end up in such a state?"

"Human tooth marks?"

"Did someone bite off his hands and feet?"

"The thing that chewed off his hands and feet... can it really be called a human being?"

As soon as Zhou Chang finished speaking, the eyes of the people around him changed and they began to talk in low voices.

Wang Tiexiong also turned to look at the straw raincoat man who brought the injured back: "Old Five, what did you encounter when you and your three brothers went out to explore the way?"

Shen Ping, the fifth man in the caravan, had sat down to rest for a while, but he was still in a state of shock. He murmured, "Mother goat...Brother, we will follow your instructions and go outside Qingyi Town to investigate...

When we were about to leave the town, we encountered a heavy rain and fog on a downhill road...

In the fog, a hunched-backed shepherd waved a whip and drove many female goats past us...

Our horses were all eaten by the goats... The sixth and seventh sons were also eaten by goats. I dragged the fourth son back, but a goat still caught up with us and ate one of his arms and legs..."

"She-goat..."

Everyone present felt horrified when they heard the sound.

What kind of goat can chew horses and eat humans?
The atmosphere in Tsing Yi Town had become increasingly eerie, but as it looked now, the road out of the town had been blocked. Even the caravans that had experienced many dangers could not get out of the town, and had to retreat back with heavy casualties.

"Is that shepherd a Tibetan from Mizang with a shaved head and wearing Tibetan robes?"

At this time, a skinny old man with a shaved head suddenly asked Shen Ping.

Everyone looked towards the skinny old man. The skinny old man with a shaved head was the monk who looked after Tiekan Charity House all year round.

All previous meetings within the Iron Cage were organized and hosted by this old man. He was quite prestigious among the current gangsters.

“I only saw that the man was wearing a Tibetan robe with a right-side opening and a wide waist…

I didn’t see clearly what shape his head was…” Shen Ping murmured in reply.

The skinny old monk Shanzhi nodded, his eyes worried: "It seems to be Ah Sang."

"A-Sang? The shepherd's name is Asang?" someone asked.

“Yes…” Shanzhi recalled and said slowly, “A-Sang was originally from Mi Zang Territory who crossed a river. He accidentally escaped to Qingyi Town on this side of the river and worked as a shepherd for a wealthy family in the town.

Later, when he was herding sheep on the grass slope, he was found riding on the ewe's buttocks...

Word of this incident spread, and that night Asan disappeared along with the dozen or so sheep he was looking after.

The rich man searched everywhere around Tsing Yi and asked around for months, but he still couldn't find any trace of the shepherd, so the matter ended like this. At that time, it was rumored that the rich man searched Asang's residence and found some flesh and skin with human teeth marks on it. The flesh and skin did not look like sheepskin, but more like human skin.

So there was a rumor at that time that Asan raped sheep all day long, and finally a ewe became evil after being raped by him, and ate him alive that night.

Sheep's tooth marks are similar to human's. The tooth marks left on the skin and flesh in Asan's home were actually left by the 'sheep girl'...

Although the rumors are not credible, they can be used as a reference.

Now it seems that Asan and his she goats have become evil creatures.

The strange rain today has brought back the terrifying rumors that have been dormant in Tsing Yi Town for many years. Now, 'A-Sang' and his goat are patrolling around the town. They are familiar with the area around the town. Are there any other strange creatures wandering around?"

As Shanzhi finished speaking, everyone present looked a little solemn.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Are we going to be trapped in this remote place forever?"

Someone sneered upon hearing this: "If we are just trapped in Qingyi Town, that's fine - at best we can settle down here, farm and live, and finally live for a few more years!
But this strange rain fell suddenly, and the breeding of strange creatures like Asan and Yangnu was just a common occurrence.

Wait a little longer, people's hearts will change, and all things will indulge in vanity. Sooner or later, terrifying demons will breed. On the day when it rained, a lot of heads floated up from the Yongsheng Winery in the town, surrounding the secular god "Ancestor Wen" and flying high. Did Ancestor Wen really leave like this?
I don’t think so!

Sooner or later, this Qingyi Town will become a forbidden area!"

"We can't just sit there and wait for death. We still have to find a way to escape!" Someone said, "Why don't we all unite and use our own methods and work together to see if we can get out of Qingyi Town?!"

"Acting rashly will only lead to a quick death..."

"What should I do?"

……

Everyone was talking about it for a while.

Their brows were furrowed, and they obviously realized the seriousness of the situation.

At this time, someone suddenly said with a smile: "Now that things have come to this, Master Shanzhi, please preside over this internal meeting and ask everyone to trade the goods and treasures that need to be traded!"

As soon as that person finished speaking, several people glared at him angrily.

When their lives are at stake, how can they have the mood to sell goods or make deals?

Zhou Chang looked at the man following the sound, and saw that the man had black, slightly curly hair, and was wearing a silk, sheepskin-lined Tibetan robe with a right lapel and a wide waist. His ears, neck, fingers, wrists, and belt were hung with all kinds of ornaments, making him look extremely "magnificent".

The most eye-catching thing is that this person has a bunch of beads as thick as his wrist hanging around his neck.

Those beads are made of bone, wood, metal, or natural plant tree seeds. The variety is so dazzling that it is hard to take your eyes off.

Zhou Chang only took one look at the man and was sure that he should be a traveling merchant who made a living by selling all kinds of rare antiques and Tibetan ornaments.

"I brought a lot of antiques this time. It would be a shame to waste them..." The man also felt the dissatisfaction of the people around him. He kept smiling and said, "But you probably don't feel like buying anything now.

But I have another piece of news for you...

This news may determine whether we live or die this time - whether you are willing to buy it or not, you have to pay a high price! "

Everyone was silent, looking coldly at the Tibetan merchant.

The ruddy merchant smiled and looked at the monk Shanzhi, clasping his hands together and said, "Master, please be my witness - this news of mine must be valuable. Put the money on the table first and I will tell you the news. If the news is not good, I won't take your money.

The news is correct, you pay the money and you can’t regret it!
how is it? "

Monk Shanzhi drooped his eyelids and nodded: "Okay."

"Negotiate a price!" said Wang Tiexiong.

“I earned this news with my life!

I want one hundred silver dollars!" The Tibetan merchant stretched out a finger and said.

"Be honest and speak nicely!" the dwarf also raised his voice and shouted.

The merchant rolled his eyes, spread his hands, and said, "Tell me a price, let me see."

"Ten silver dollars!"

"No, no, I don't have the capital, please give me more..."

"..."

After some bargaining, the two horse caravans present, the corpse-driving team led by the short man Yang Xifeng, and other individual peddlers, combined to offer forty-five silver dollars and bought back this piece of news, which might be of vital importance to everyone, from the peddler.

The merchant looked at the glittering forty-five silver dollars on the table, stacked them in front of him, and said, "The news is that in seven days, the monks from the Xielong Temple in the Secret Tibetan Region will come to Qingyi Town.

Don't be anxious, just listen to me.

Xielong Temple is a temple dedicated to the "God of Wealth".

The monks in Xielong Temple are all attendant monks of the God of Wealth.

They are people with great magical powers. When the time comes, when they come to Qingyi Town, they should be able to open Qingyi Town that has been closed by the strange rain.

Then, we can join forces with them from the inside and outside and we should be able to escape from the town."

When Luobutongzhu finished telling the news, he counted out forty-four silver dollars from the table. He was going to put all forty-four silver dollars into his arms, but hesitated for a moment, perhaps because he felt that the number forty-four was too unlucky.

He threw another silver dollar on the table and took only forty-three silver dollars: "I will keep two silver dollars as the money I paid for the news.

When the time comes, don’t forget to take me with you when you go out!”

(End of this chapter)