As the conversation between Jiang Bai and the evil monk progressed, the director's expression gradually became serious. He has noticed that the monk has been lying without knowing what method Jiang Bai used. And Jiang Bai also made insinuations, trying to find out the monk's purpose of coming to Qinhan Pass. In the end, Jiang Bai came to an extremely helpless conclusion - "Ksitigarbha is here for Han Chan!" Jiang Bai hesitated for a moment. There was a question he didn't know whether he should ask. Jiang Bai looked at the director. The director saw what he was thinking and shook his head slightly. It was best not to ask. Jiang Bai finally made a decision and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know who Han Chan is?" The demon-like monk grinned, his mouth full of blood, but his teeth were extremely white. He showed a weird and penetrating smile and said sternly,
"you!" What? ! Before Jiang Bai had time to ask, the monk roared, the Buddhist mantra, "Leave!" A golden light cracked from between his eyebrows, and the Overlord Spear restraining the monk began to tremble. The golden light fell on the monk, and his body melted like ice and snow! The monk's smile was filled with pride and arrogance, and he shouted at Jiang Bai, "We will meet again, Jiang Bai, oh no, Han Chan..." As he spoke, most of his body had disappeared, and he was about to escape. "Hmph, want to run?" Jiang Bai snorted coldly, raised his left hand and patted it down. "Cun stop!" All the Qi in his body was swept away, and he forced his movement to stop, buying himself a moment of time. Just for a moment, Jiang Bai took out Wu Shi with his right hand and fired three shots. Three bone nails were nailed to the monk's head. When the golden light fell, the head remained motionless in place and did not leave! Only the monk's head is left, bathed in golden light, looking like a demon or a Buddha, evil and holy coexisting. Soon, the golden light between his brows faded away, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. He didn't understand why he didn't leave! "You, what did you do!" The monk with only his head left was not dead, but existed in a strange situation, with a rare hint of panic and panic in his voice. Jiang Bai sneered, "Wasn't it quite arrogant just now?" The three bone nails were refined from the bone fragments stolen from Jiang Bai's previous battle with the monk, and were specially used for sealing. This sealing technique is the best in the world, and everyone who has used it says it is good. Jiang Bai experienced it personally and sealed it for 1,200 years.
As for refining bone tools, Jiang Bai is even more expert. There was no way around it. 1,200 years ago, supernatural phenomena were frequent, secret treasures were scarce, and alien bones were abundant. Jiang Bai had no choice but to adapt to local conditions, use local materials, and increase his proficiency. Three bone nails nailed the monk to death. Jiang Bai didn't talk nonsense to him. A sharp knife appeared in his hand and pried open the monk's mouth. With a sideways slide, his tongue slipped out. Using the same technique, the monk's eyes also shed tears. Two streaks of black blood oozed from the ears... Jiang Bai's methods can be regarded as one of the top ten tortures, and the scene is particularly bloody. However, the director on the side did not feel any discomfort, and instead reminded him loudly, "It's not enough to just seal the facial features. You need to get a few more needles on the top of your head. Don't use needles..." Jiang Bai obviously did this not to vent his anger, but to prevent the monk from taking action again. The evil monks related to Ksitigarbha have many tricks, and you may fall for them if you are not careful. Jiang Bai only needs to leave one alive. After doing all this, Jiang Bai took out a black box, threw the monk's head in, and sealed it completely. He also sealed the ears, nose, and tongue separately to make sure it was safe. "call--" Jiang Bai sat back, his body slumped and exhausted, but he forgot that the chair only had three legs and could not bear the weight of his body at all. Boom—— Countless dust splashed up among the ruins, and Jiang Bai was buried by the surrounding ruins. "Director, please give me a hand, I can't get up..." "There is a hole in the ground, and I was buried..." Jiang Bai:...... The director asked, "Where's the cheese?" "It's at the bottom of the pit." Director:...... Finally, Nangong carefully went downstairs, dug the two people out of the rubble on the ground, and took out the medicine to replace Jiang Bai. After lying on the bed for half a day, Jiang Bai, who was tied up in a bandage, staggered up and regained some mobility. The first thing Jiang Bai did after regaining consciousness was to send Nangong carefully to Xiong Mansion to find Wei Junjie. "Tell Wei Junjie that I am seriously injured and in danger, and ask him to come to the small building as soon as possible. I want to make a will!" After Nangong carefully left, the director opened his mouth and asked his doubts, "Based on my understanding of Wei Junjie, he will never come. Jiang Bai, why do you bother?"
"I just won't let him come." Jiang Bai was lying on the bed, his chest rising and falling, and it was a little difficult to speak. "If Wei Junjie finds out what I am like now, this guy who has been living a good life will have some crooked ideas again. I specially invited him, but he suspected that something was up to him and would avoid me and deliberately not come to the small building. On the contrary, I was safe. " Listening to Jiang Bai's explanation, the director hesitated to speak. He suspected that even if Wei Junjie came, he would not be able to threaten Jiang Bai. It's just that Jiang Bai is not willing to waste his cards on Wei Junjie. After using the Hongmen Banquet to scare Wei Junjie away, Jiang Bai asked Shan Hongyi to go out to purchase a large amount of medical supplies, and go to major hospitals to make appointments with specialist clinics to find someone who could provide door-to-door services. The sooner the better. The director was puzzled, "Doing this doesn't mean telling the outside world that you are injured, so why?" Jiang Bai regained some of his color at this time, and cheese was delivered to Jiang Bai with a basin of freshly cooked white porridge. "Thirds meters and seven cents water?" Cheese nodded. "No salt, just sugar." Cheese nodded. "Is it rock candy?" Cheese shakes his head, white sugar. "We brought mustard, pickles, dried radish, and kohlrabi ourselves?" Cheese nodded. Jiang Bai nodded with satisfaction and began to drink porridge while answering the director's doubts. "There is no need to hide the fact that I am injured. After the information is made public, Chu Man will protect me." "Why?" Jiang Bai said slowly, "Because I offended Chu Man, Chu Man wanted to retaliate against me, but they were unwilling to take advantage of others' danger. Therefore, not only would they not take advantage of my illness to kill me, they would even openly tell me to protect me... How to explain, I feel like I am being Chu Man will kill the prey he is targeting with his own hands and will not allow others to interfere. " Jiang Bai's explanation is well-founded and convincing. The director has read the information on contemporary barbarian lords, and Jiang Bai has also read it. With his character, he would probably do this. Sure enough, in the afternoon, before the doctor Shan Hongyi sent for arrived, Chu Man's people came first. They appeared ten steps away from the small building. They took one step at a time, dropped two boxes of medicines, and drove away. Nangong Xingxin also returned from Xiong Mansion. Wei Junjie did not come as expected, but he did drag him with a few words,
"Wei Junjie said that the whole Qinhan Pass knew about your injury. You are a lucky person and will be fine. He will not disturb your recovery. However, people from Han thieves may have entered the pass recently to look for you. " Listening to Wei Junjie's words, Jiang Bai was thoughtful and muttered two words silently. Han thieves... Who will come? ... Outside the Qin and Han Passes, there are ancient roads, west wind, and thin horses. The two of them rode skinny horses and headed toward the Qinhan Pass without any hindrance. Riding on a horse, a middle-aged man with no formal appearance said, "Lao Hua, why do I get a headache when I see you?" The person he called Lao Hua was an old man with white eyebrows and beard, looking like an old Chinese doctor. Seeing that he was not answering, the middle-aged man rubbed his temples and asked, "Lao Hua, I haven't been back to Qinhan Pass for a long time." "You said...are there any prostitutes in this prison?"