He didn't even use much strength in his hands, but he easily made the guard faint.
On the ground, Family Meng's guards were all lying on the ground.
After all, Family Meng wasn't an ancient martial arts aristocratic family. Most of these guards' ancient martial arts cultivation was around thirty years old.
Even if Fu Yunshen didn't reveal his true cultivation, he still easily took care of all the Family Meng's guards.
The muscles on Lord Meng's face twitched. He squeezed his voice out from between his teeth, "Fu Yunshen, don't be too presumptuous!"
This scene brought him back to many years ago.
At that time, Fu Yunshen was still a teenager. He only used his fists to cripple the direct descendant of Family Meng.
After that, Fu Yunshen never stepped into Family Meng again. Family Meng didn't know how high Fu Yunshen's ancient martial arts cultivation was now.
Lord Meng really didn't expect that Fu Yunshen would dare to break into Family Meng like this.
Ancient doctors were rare, so they were protected by the entire ancient martial arts world.
Even if they were hostile forces, they wouldn't do anything to ancient doctors.
Because no matter where it was, doctors were too important.
Wasn't Fu Yunshen afraid of being punished by the ancient martial arts world?!
Fu Yunshen let go of his hand, and the guard fell to the ground.
He walked forward and approached Lord Meng step by step.
His aura was sharp and intimidating.
Lord Meng's legs went soft, and he sat on the ground with a "plop". "What, what do you want?"
He no longer had the aggressiveness from before. He panicked and shouted, "Men! Come quickly! "
Soon, another group of guards rushed over.
The leader was Meng Jingyu.
"Fu Yunshen!" Meng Jingyu's expression changed. "Don't forget, this is Family Meng!"
"Even the Xie family doesn't dare to be presumptuous in Family Meng. You've offended Family Meng. Which ancient doctor would dare to treat you in the future?"
Hearing this, Fu Yunshen tilted his head. "I almost forgot about you."
In the next second, before Meng Jingyu could react, his whole body was pressed against the wall. His feet were off the ground, and his throat was tightly gripped.
He couldn't resist at all.
He couldn't even use his inner force.
This could only be absolute suppression!
Meng Jingyu's expression was horrified. He couldn't speak, and he lost his voice, "Your cultivation …"
Meng Jingyu wasn't considered an ancient martial arts genius, or else he wouldn't have been sent to Family Meng by an ancient martial arts aristocratic family.
Fu Yunshen smiled deeply. His smile was cold and his eyes were ruthless. "Back then, you snatched her medicine, right? . hmm? "
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Meng Jingyu spat out a mouthful of blood. "Fu Yunshen, you —"
Before he could finish his sentence, the man punched him again.
Punch after punch.
Family Meng was an ancient medical family after all. They didn't have many ancient martial arts practitioners, so no one could stop them.
After dozens of punches, Meng Jingyu couldn't speak anymore. Only blood flowed from the corner of his mouth like a broken bead.
His head tilted. He couldn't support himself and fainted.
Another one was crippled.
This scene was so similar.
Lord Meng's heart trembled even more. His whole body was trembling.
"It's your turn." Fu Yunshen rolled up his sleeves and walked forward. "I remember when I left that year, I told you not to provoke me."
He bent down slightly and patted the Meng Clan Head's face with a fruit knife he casually picked up from the table. Then, he chuckled, "Tell me, you're also an old thing. Why do you want to bully my young lady?"
Lord Meng's body trembled again.
Fu Yunshen's expression was indifferent. "Don't worry, she won't die, but Family Meng can collect your corpse."
He raised his hand and stabbed the fruit knife in his hand directly into Lord Meng's shoulder blade.
Lord Meng let out a shrill scream. "Fu Yunshen!"
Fu Yunshen pulled out the fruit knife again. His hand fell again.
The left shoulder blade was also pierced.
Blood flowed out.
Lord Meng spat out blood. "You, you're finished. The ancient martial arts world won't let — Ah!!!"
Another knife fell.
Lord Meng was in so much pain that he couldn't even faint.
He widened his eyes, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
Fu Yunshen pulled out the fruit knife. He tossed it around as if he was looking for a suitable place.
At this moment, an anxious shout rang out.
"Yunshen, stop for a moment!"
It was an old man. He walked in quickly from the back door. His hair and beard were white.
It was Family Meng's ancestor, Meng Xiong.
Meng Xiong wasn't the one who founded Family Meng. He was just the oldest person in Family Meng.
He was 140 years old this year. He was considered old in ancient medicine.
However, he was only an ancient medicine doctor.
None of the direct descendants of Family Meng knew ancient martial arts. That was why they cooperated with the ancient martial arts families to seek protection.
Meng Xiong's hand trembled as he looked at the mess here.
He had been in seclusion for decades.
The last time he came out, it was because Fu Yunshen beat a direct descendant of Family Meng into a vegetative state.
This direct descendant hadn't woken up until now. He was hanging on to his life with expensive medicinal herbs.
However, after understanding the cause and effect, that direct descendant was in the wrong first. He was indeed despicable.
Therefore, he asked Family Meng to stop and let Fu Yunshen leave safely.
Otherwise, Fu Yunshen would not have left Family Meng so easily when he was only 15 years old.
Meng Xiong took a deep breath. He glanced at Lord Meng who was beaten beyond recognition. His gaze fell on the first elder. He asked calmly, "What did you do this time?"
The first elder knelt down with a thud. He was frightened. "Ancestor, I didn't do anything. I just checked Qing Xue's body and fed her medicine."
He didn't know why Lord Meng suddenly brought the Purple Dew Ginseng here.
However, the Purple Dew Ginseng was indeed useful for Meng Qingxue.
Meng Xiong looked at the first elder sharply. After confirming that he wasn't lying, he asked Lord Meng, "Speak!"
He knew Fu Yunshen well. He wouldn't do it casually.
"Didn't I just ask someone to say a few harsh words?" Lord Meng said sternly. "Why? Can't you speak? You bought medicine for her, and I also found medicine for Qing Xue. Do you want me to watch my daughter die? Which rule did I break? "
Meng Xiong couldn't hold back when he heard this.
He raised his hand and slapped the Meng Family's Patriarch.
Lord Meng had been severely injured by Fu Yunshen. He was weak to begin with.
After being slapped by Meng Xiong, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His breathing was completely weak.
Meng Xiong was furious. He said sternly, "If you want to buy medicine, then buy it. Why do you have to be so despicable? Will you die if you don't do that? "
No wonder.
This was exactly the same reason why the direct descendant was crippled.
"Elder Meng, you've saved my life more than once." Fu Yunshen straightened his back. "Family Meng's matter can be solved by yourselves. I have to go back and accompany someone."
The evil doctor was in the dark. He had to be careful.
Meng Xiong sighed. "I'll send someone to find the Purple Dew Ginseng. I'll send it to you as soon as possible. I'm really sorry."
"Elder Meng, you're very kind," Fu Yunshen said calmly. "But there's no need. It's useless now. This is the last time."
Meng Xiong was stunned. Before he could say anything, the man had already left.
Meng Xiong's back was cold and lonely.
Lord Meng, who was still lying on the ground, was overjoyed when he heard this.
It seemed that Ying Zijin was indeed dead.
Or perhaps she had reached the point where no medicine could save her.
Otherwise, why would Fu Yunshen not want the medicine?
This could be considered good news.
Meng Xiong's voice was cold. He didn't show any mercy. "Go kneel in the ancestral hall. No one is allowed to save you. If you can't make it, then it's better if you die. Let's see what you've done to the Family Meng!"
If he could make it, Lord Meng would be completely crippled.
He could only spend his days in bed. It was a fate worse than death.
Since the Elder Meng was here, his orders were naturally more effective than Lord Meng's.
Lord Meng opened his mouth, but was dragged to the ancestral hall by two guards.
The Great Elder was still kneeling on the ground, trembling.
"Investigate carefully. Ask the Fu Family, the An Family, and Danmeng if they're still alive." Meng Xiong paused, then said, "Ask them why so many people in Family Meng died."
Admittedly, the evil doctor's operation this time had caught everyone off guard.
However, compared to the other three forces, Family Meng had lost too many people.
Meng Xiong couldn't help but suspect that there was an evil doctor among the people Family Meng had gone to train this time.
This was a big problem.
It was very easy for ancient doctors to walk the path of evil doctors.
Once an evil doctor appeared, it would quickly lead the other ancient doctors to this evil path.
The Great Elder heaved a sigh of relief. "Yes, sir."
"Then make preparations to elect a new head of Family Meng." Meng Xiong said calmly, "During this time, I'll be in charge of all the affairs of Family Meng."
**
Two days later.
Fu Family.
Ying Zijin slowly opened her eyes.
She raised her hand to block the sunlight that shone in. She felt as if a lifetime had passed.
"Have some water?" A hand supported her back and supported her. "How is it? Does your hand still hurt? "
"It's fine." Ying Zijin slowly sat up and looked at her bandaged left wrist. "I also had a very long dream."
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen handed her a cup. "What dream?"
Ying Zijin drank a mouthful of water and said slowly, "I dreamed that you bullied me until I cried."
Fu Yunshen flicked her forehead and smiled. "It seems that the saying that dreams are reversed is true. Look, who's the one who was bullied?"
Ying Zijin finished drinking the water and frowned. "Did anything happen during the two days I was unconscious?"
She didn't care much about other things.
The most important thing now was the evil doctor.
Even Fu Xi's disciple was captured by the evil doctor to make medicine. It was clear that the evil doctor was indeed vicious.
"Not at the moment," Fu Yunshen said. "The ancient medicine world is strictly guarded. The evil doctor won't take the initiative to come out for the time being."
"I know who the evil doctor is." Ying Zijin pondered. "If nothing unexpected happens, it's 80% likely. But I still need some evidence."
Fu Yunshen's eyes darkened. "It's not easy to find."
Fu Xi had been searching for almost a hundred years, but he still couldn't find the leader of the evil doctor.
"Yes, it's not easy." Ying Zijin yawned. "So, I need to borrow some things."
She helped Fu Yunshen sit up and reached for the bag by the bed. Then, she took out a few stickers.
Fu Yunshen took them and looked at them. "Do you like pigs so much? Are these stickers? "
"No, they're miniature cameras bought from Baby Face. They're disguised."
As soon as she said this, Fu Yunshen understood what she meant.
He smiled and said, "Kid, you're so smart."
High-tech had always been a major blind spot in the ancient medicine world and the ancient martial arts world.
They might use cell phones and computers, but they had never seen such miniature cameras.
Recording was a simple and crude method, but it was indeed the best.
"Where do you put them?"
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows slightly. "Someone will do it for us."
Then, she yawned again. Her eyes were hazy and her voice was tired. "I'm sleepy again."
"Little witch." Fu Yunshen rubbed her head. "Rest for a while. I'll be outside."
He closed the door and left.
**
On the other side.
Family Meng.
Meng Qingxue slowly woke up.
Because other members of Family Meng were protecting her, she wasn't hurt.
She vomited a lot of blood because her body wasn't good to begin with, and she had been bumping on the mountain.
Ying Zijin should be dead, right?
She endured the pain in her body and deliberately waited at the foot of the mountain for a long time.
Later, other people came out, but Ying Zijin didn't.
Meng Qingxue had mixed feelings.
She couldn't tell what she was feeling, but she was inexplicably relieved.
Meng Qingxue sat in the wheelchair and prepared to go out.
The door was pushed open first.
Meng Xiong walked in, followed by two guards.
Meng Qingxue was stunned. "Ancestor?"
Among the older generation, she was close to Mengwan.
She had only met Meng Xiong a few times.
"Meng Qingxue, tell me the truth." Meng Xiong looked at her, and his expression was not as gentle as before. "What did you do on the mountain?"
Meng Qingxue's face paled. "Ancestor, what do you mean?"
Meng Xiong said coldly, "I'm asking you a question."
Meng Qingxue lowered her head and coughed. "Ancestor, I'm sorry. I'm not in good health, so I didn't pay attention to many things."
"You don't want to admit it?" Meng Xiong nodded and his expression turned cold. "Fine."
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