As the peach wood nail penetrated, a shrill scream could even be heard coming from Wang Meng's shoulder blade!!

Immediately afterwards, from the place where Wang Meng penetrated the peach wood nail, wisps of black breath suddenly emerged. After these breaths emerged, they all formed like oil spots on the water surface of the tub.

A distorted human face, but the water in this tub also contains calamus and dogwood, which can dispel evil and ward off evil. Therefore, it cannot stay in the water for long, and can only turn into light smoke and drift away.

Then, Wang Meng continued to pierce peach wood nails into his body. It could be seen that this process was also very painful, but he could only grit his teeth and persevere, because pain was a necessary means to get rid of these damn evil spirits! Moreover, this

Although this method does serious harm to one's body, it can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, because a large amount of evil energy is still lurking in the chest and abdomen, and even in the head, and it is impossible to penetrate these places with peach wood nails.

But overall speaking, the effect of the dozen or so peach wood nails that Wang Meng thrust into his body was still very obvious. At least one third of the evil spirit in the body was removed, and his skills became much more flexible. However, the peach wood nails

The nail must be penetrated deeply into the body to achieve better removal effect. Therefore, the trauma suffered by the body in a short period of time is definitely not easy to recover, which is equivalent to exchanging external injury for internal injury.

In terms of long-term effects, this approach is undoubtedly correct, but in the short term, Wang Meng's combat power will further decline because of this!

After one-third of the evil spirit in his body was eliminated, Wang Meng obviously felt a lot more relaxed. He stood up from the water and let out a long breath. Then he pulled out the peach wood nails on his body.

Every time one is pulled out, the bleeding must be stopped immediately. However, Wang Meng is doing this with one arm at this time, so he seems not very used to it, and the speed of stopping the bleeding is also quite slow.

After a dozen peach wood nails were pulled out, Wang Meng's face turned pale. Then he collapsed on the ground and breathed for a while. Then he stood up again and put on the newly prepared robe next to him.

It fit quite well, and I couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

If Wang Meng was in his heyday, then there would be something suspicious here - Gu Yichuan said that this was his family's summer resort, so of course he would not stay here permanently, and Wang Meng was tall and ordinary.

Human clothes would only look too small when worn on him. How could he find clothes suitable for Wang Meng?

Of course, it can also be said that there are people here who are similar to Wang Meng. However, although this statement can be explained, it is a coincidence with a low probability. Even if it does not make people fall out on the spot, it will still make people wary.

But at this time, Wang Meng actually just felt that his disciple was very considerate, which showed that his vigilance had dropped alarmingly.

After everything was settled, Wang Meng rang the bell and summoned his servants. However, the servant came with Gu Yichuan, and he brought a boy with him. On the red lacquer tray held by the boy, there was a

A blue and white porcelain bowl. There is black concoction inside, exuding a bitter smell.

Wang Meng can also refine elixirs. He has extraordinary attainments and can be called a master. However, his reputation as a national master is too loud and covers it up. So Wang Meng knows as soon as he smells the smell that the bowl is filled with centuries-old mountains.

The ginseng soup made from ginseng is stewed with old hens, and contains polygala root, cypress seed and other auxiliary medicines.

Everything is normal. The effect of ginseng and hen soup is to nourish qi, replenish polygala, and baiziren to calm the nerves. The function of this prescription is to allow people to have a good sleep after receiving the tonic medicine.

People naturally recover faster during sleep, so it is normal to have a two-pronged approach.

So Wang Meng brought the ginseng soup over, took a small sip, and let it roll over his tongue. He analyzed every bit of the taste inside and found that there was indeed no toxin.

He drank it with confidence and boldness. Considering Wang Meng's physical condition at this time, he really needed such a bowl of medicinal soup to replenish his middle energy.

"It's not bad, but the age of the old ginseng is a bit lower." Feeling the heat coming from his stomach gradually being released, replenishing the energy that was nearly drying up, Wang Meng suddenly felt that he was even more tired.

Gu Yichuan then brought Wang Meng to a quiet room. There was no gorgeous decoration, but the bedding and sheets were new, and it could be seen that they had just been washed. They were very clean and exuded a fresh smell after being exposed to the sun.

, this is in line with Wang Meng's taste. He likes the feeling of his* skin rubbing against clean bedding.

However, Wang Meng restrained himself from going to bed and fell asleep. Instead, he looked at the futon next to him and said:

"Let's go out? I'm going to meditate and adjust my breathing."

"Huh?" Gu Yichuan said in shock.

At this time, there was already an old man wearing linen clothes standing behind him. The old man's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and he was obviously blind. His finger joints were very thick, but his fingers were very thin and slender.

At first glance, it gives people a very powerful feeling, and the old man's attitude is humble and cautious.

Although Wang Meng almost guessed the identity of the old man, he still sent an inquiring look to Gu Yichuan. Gu Yichuan immediately lowered his hand and said:

"This is my old servant Cui Daliang. He has been with me for fifty years. He is very capable in massage. I know that the master is tired from the journey and has this habit on weekdays, so I brought him here specially. I didn't expect to delay the master.

If you want to meditate, then the disciple will resign."

Wang Meng has been famous all over the world for fifty years. He must have a lot of hidden wounds and old wounds on his body. No matter how well he recovers, he will definitely be a little sore when it rains, changes in seasons, or cloudy days, so he just massages his muscles after soaking in the hot springs.

His habit, in fact, in the Imperial Master's Office in Jingquanqiu, Wang Meng hired four massage masters of traditional Chinese medicine. Not only did he often need to enjoy their services, but he also allowed his disciples to often recover from fatigue.

.to loosen muscles and bones, so Gu Yichuan would not arouse suspicion by sending a masseur as he liked.

"Wait, wait a minute." Seeing Gu Yichuan and the masseur Cui Daliang bowing and leaving, Wang Meng immediately felt that his whole body was becoming more and more sore, and he almost made a creaking and rusting sound when he moved.

"What does it matter if I get a massage?" Wang Meng said in his heart.

So he said:

"Let him stay."

Gu Yichuan immediately bowed and said:

"yes."

Next, the massage old man took out an incense burner from the backpack he was carrying, fumbled and put it on the table, then sprinkled some spices into it, and then lit it. Suddenly, the aroma was wafting out.

It filled the room. As soon as Wang Meng smelled the smell, he knew it was the familiar styrax wood, so he lay down on the bed confidently.

Soon, he felt that the old man's strong fingers were wedged deeply into the gaps between his muscles, accurately playing with the meridians, pressing acupuncture points, and kneading the muscles. Every powerful squeeze seemed to

It is as if he can pinch out his fatigue. Such a technique can be said to be very rare. It can also prove that Gu Yichuan is not lying. This skillful technique can be said to be quite rare. It cannot be obtained without decades of accumulation.

.

However, with the skillful compressions of the masseur, Wang Meng felt that his sleepiness was getting heavier and heavier, and his eyelids were almost fighting up and down. This was normal. He had been sleeping in the open all the way.

He was very tired, and now he was full and rested. Everyone felt sleepy.

However, at this time, Wang Meng suddenly remembered something:

The ginseng soup I drank earlier contained polygala root and cypress seeds, which have a sleep-promoting effect. Among the cold dishes I ate before, walnut cake, black sesame and lotus seed cake, and millet and red date porridge, all of them were also added.

Has a soothing and sleep-promoting effect

The Soho wood in the incense burner that the old man lit just now also has a strong soothing effect!!

Is this a coincidence or man-made?

Wang Meng wanted to struggle and think carefully at this time, but the powerful sleepiness came over him like an overwhelming force. He really couldn't hold back his sleepiness, and he fell asleep with a tilt of his head. In an instant,

, which means snoring like thunder.

A moment later, a firework signal was seen shooting out of Youquan Villa! It shot straight into the sky, and then a large number of people rushed over and surrounded the place.

When Wang Meng woke up again, he didn't know how long he had slept, but he was full of energy, energetic, and at the same time as if he was so hungry that he could eat a cow!

So he instinctively wanted to reach for the water cup to drink.

However, Wang Meng immediately realized that he couldn't even move.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Meng's body stiffened for a long time, and then he slowly opened his eyes, with a wry smile on his lips.

Because he understood the reason why he couldn't move.

First, Wang Meng found that he was tightly tied to a chair. This was a chair made entirely of wood, but this chair was made of a total of 1,400 components, large and small.

There are as many as seventy three types of wood, and it took thirteen elders of the Momen seven years to build it.

The name of this chair is the Puppet Chair.

This means that everyone who sits on this chair will become a puppet of this chair and cannot move at all!

The battle that made the Puppet Chair famous was when the Davidic dynasty changed three hundred years ago. The young emperor wanted to take over the throne, and had a fierce conflict with the powerful ministers. Well, it was similar to the relationship between Kangxi and Obai in The Deer and the Cauldron.

a copy of.

It is said that the powerful minister is also a member of the royal family, so to use an intuitive metaphor, he is probably about the same strength as Prince Wu Qian Zhen. However, after he sat on this seemingly ordinary chair, he was trapped for thirty years.

Breathe!!

Thirty breaths of time are enough to do too many things in the midst of the royal conspiracy with swords and swords and rivers of blood!

So the fate of this powerful minister was to be chopped into pieces.

At this moment, Wang Meng was sitting on this world-famous puppet chair. He had been deprived of his dragon energy, he still had one arm, and he still had internal injuries that had not healed.

However, this is not the only restraint on him.

At this time, Wang Meng felt that his whole body was completely out of control. From the corner of his eye, he saw a thin blue needle inserted into his shoulder. There were a total of thirteen similar needles on his body.

The fine needles piercing the body are a secret of the Legalists. The Thirteen Chain Locks are specially used to deal with stubborn thieves!

Next, Wang Meng also saw two dusty thin ropes tied to his hands and feet. He had seen so much that he only felt coolness coming from his wrists and heat coming from his feet.

A very well-known magic weapon immediately came to mind, the trapped sky rope!

It is said that this is a magic weapon made from two dragon whiskers, one yin and one yang. Its function is not to "injure" but to "trap". This is a well-known magic weapon among the Yin-Yang school. If

If there is dragon energy in him, then this magic weapon will not be difficult for Wang Meng. However, the key to the problem is: at this time, the title of national master has become a thing of the past. Wang Meng has completely said goodbye to dragon energy.

Wang Meng's mind was very clear at this time, and he even saw the meaning behind the three things that trapped him. This meant that when it came to dealing with him, the three giants of the Momen, the Legalists, and the Yin-Yang Family had already

Join forces!

There is a saying that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. If Wang Meng was still in his heyday and still a national master, then even if the three giants joined forces, Wang Meng would still have the confidence to fight against them! However, the imperial court sided with them.

On the other side, this was like pulling out the firewood from under the cauldron. Suddenly, Wang Meng's people rebelled against their relatives, and the trees fell down and the hozens dispersed! In this case, what confidence could he have?

At this time, Wang Meng looked around and immediately determined where he was. It should be the palace in the capital of the Eastern Xia Kingdom, because other places would never have dragon patterns carved on the pillars. Then he heard a creak at the door.

There was a sound, and then a group of people filed in. Then two rows of palace ladies came in and lined up. The last person who stepped into them was a person who was very familiar to Wang Meng.
To be continued...