Chapter 121 Routine Check

"Young people, your internal qi power is good!" The king of medicine helped his brother close his eyes and slowly stood up: "We two old people have been fighting all our lives. I thought it would go on like this and never stop. Who knows... He finally took a step first..."

Pan Hongsheng couldn't help sighing gently. For some reason, he had no pleasure at all. Zhang Bowen also has a solemn face. This scene is really touching.

"He always thought that I was suppressing him and making him look not good enough. In fact, the most important thing in a person's life is that he can't lose himself. It's useless to always pay attention to others..." Yao Wang seems to be a little unclear, and he feels a little upside down when he speaks: "You young people, you must suck. Just take our lessons and do your own things down-to-earth. Don't care too much about the existence and success of others. It's meaningless to you.

Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen didn't know what to say. Yao Wang seemed to be a little delirious. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth began to drool, and his eyes began to bleed!

"Ah! Mr. Yao Wang!" Pan Hongsheng quickly held him: "You, are you poisoned? Just now..."

"Ha ha, yes," Yao Wang fell down softly and smiled helplessly: "Where do I have a tongue? It's just an ordinary herb. I haven't found that kind of thing all my life. Even if I'm poisoned, I guess I will be reluctant to use it..."

In fact, the king of medicine, like his brother, the king of poison, has this kind of face-to-face personality. Before he dies, he has to suppress his brother's head and pretend to be garlic to the end.

When Zhang Bowen saw that his savior was about to go, he shouted anxiously, "Mr. Yao Wang, what can we do for you?"

"It's useless. This is the poison that he condensed with the resentment of his life in his body. There is no solution! Maybe only the legendary holy medicine Tian Tongue can save me, but it's a pity that it's too late. This poison has entered my internal organs, and I'm hopeless. Yaowang's nostrils and ears are bleeding! But he still maintained that proud expression: "Ha ha, at least he lost to me before he died..."

At this point, his smile suddenly froze, and the blood flowing from his eyes also froze.

These two old men, who don't know how many centuries, actually died in such a way... Listening to the tone of the poison king, they are also people who are beyond life expectancy. Although the level of internal qi is limited, they have also found a way to prolong life in their own way.

Just extending life does not mean immortality. Even the drug king who resolves countless poisons will end up being poisoned in the end!

As the saying goes, practicing boxing will eventually die, and the general will inevitably die before the battle! No one can despise everything at an absolute height.

Pan Hongsheng looked at the famous couple who became corpses, and he didn't feel good.

Does it mean that people have to fight to the death between people and have to be at ease? As a brother of the same family, he spends most of his life fighting for a false name. As for that?

Just as Pan Hongsheng kept sighing and shaking his head, Zhang Bowen began to touch the two of them. On the medicine king, he touched the card with a limit of 100 million yuan.

"Dead things, do you also have an idea?" Pan Hongsheng stared at him fiercely: "Let it back!"

Zhang Bowen said with a hippie smile, "Hey, Brother Sheng, you can't think about it. What can you do if you put this card back? The king of medicine is dead. No matter how much money he can take out, he can't take it out. What's the use of this card on him? Didn't you bury it and cremate it with the body? We have to make up a card. What's the benefit to him? At worst, spend more money to make a grand grave for them!"

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything. After thinking about it, what Zhang Bowen said was actually reasonable.

"Oh, Brother Sheng, what do you think this is?" Zhang Bowen suddenly shouted in surprise and took out a sheepskin roll from the pocket of the medicine king.

I can see that this sheepskin roll is already a little dark and wrinkled. I don't know what is painted on it, but it doesn't look like a text.

"It seems to be a map... Look, a place is marked with a red line here. It seems that there is something in the woods here." Zhang Bowen looked at Pan Hongsheng ignorantly: "Is it the place where the king of medicine picks medicine?"

"You're wrong. An old pharmacist like him has taken medicine all his life, and he doesn't need to bring this map at all."

Pan Hongsheng suddenly remembered the "heavenly tongue" mentioned by the two dead people before their lives, and he couldn't help frowning: Could it be that this is the origin of the heavenly tongue locked by the king of medicine?

Judging from the dilapidated degree and handwriting of this picture, many things are not painted in a day. It seems that he has spent most of his time looking for this thing in recent years.

Carefully put away the map, and then found a pocket to put the body of the poison king.

When sealing the mouth of the sack, Pan Hongsheng whispered, "I'm sorry, you two. I will definitely bury you together."

Zhang Bowen carried both pockets on his back. Since he was poisoned and rescued, he has developed in an incredible direction in many places.

First of all, the amount of food has tripled. Yesterday, I ate almost half of the food stored in Mount Emei.

The second is physical strength. Although Zhang Bowen's previous strength was relatively large, he could obviously improve a lot at this time. With two corpses on his shoulder, he could actually walk like flying!

Pan Hongsheng can feel that the power of the poison bomb cast by the poison king just now is extraordinary, but Zhang Bowen has not been depleted at all. This degree of anti-toxicity seems to have a certain reaction under the influence of corpse poison.

After going down the mountain, the two put the body in the trunk of the car, thinking about where to bury it.

According to Pan Hongsheng's idea, bury it on the spot first, and wait for them to repair the grave before moving. But Zhang Bowen immediately reminded him that doing so would disturb the dead, which was a little disrespectful in terms of customs.

Thinking over and over again, in order to avoid disturbing the dead in the future, they drove directly to the body and drove directly to the expensive commodity cemetery; they were ready to pay directly to bury it.

Two dead people were pulled in the car, and Zhang Bowen also drove up, but sometimes the more he was afraid of something, the more he was. The traffic police who didn't know why he never stopped the luxury car suddenly stared at them and saluted them to stop.

"What's going on?" Zhang Bowen felt a little fierce, and obviously lacked confidence: "I didn't violate the rules. Why did you stop me?"

"I'm sorry, comrade! We are closing the road and checking. Someone has lost a car of this model, so please cooperate!" Although what the traffic policeman said was quite polite, there was deep dissatisfaction in his eyes. It seems that in the next time, he will make full use of his legal rights and teach Zhang Bowen, who is rude!

"Police comrade, we still have some urgent matters. Let's make it convenient!" Only then did Zhang Bowen know that he was speechless. In fact, depending on the situation, he may just ask about the routine inspection, but his excessive reaction makes him have the desire to investigate thoroughly.

Pan Hongsheng also felt a little bad and said with a smile, "Yes, police comrade, don't look like him. He was a little anxious just now. We really have something urgent."

"Is there something urgent? Humph!" The traffic policeman sneered, "I'm sorry, compared with the task we are going to carry out, no matter what is urgent!" The person who lost the car is a Taiwanese compatriot who came to invest. The mayor has issued a death order. He must find the car and return to Zhao within 24 hours! Otherwise, our year-end bonus this year will be gone! Do you think it's your urgent business or my urgent business? Get out of the car! I want to check your vehicles! Bring me your driver's license!"

Pan Hongsheng took a look at Zhang Bowen and knew that this matter would not be passed. He squeezed his eyes at Zhang Bowen.

Zhang Bowen looked up at the front and saw that there were three cars in total. The other two cars were sleeping in the car. Only this traffic policeman stood in front of them. It seemed that they were taking turns.

Zhang Bowen got out of the car and lit a cigarette for the other party in a hurry. He blocked other traffic police vehicles with his body and took out two bills from his arms: "Come on, brother, take it and let us go. We're really busy!"

It seems that he is still not very good at dealing with this kind of thing. If Xiao Ke is here, he may fool the little traffic policeman without paying, but Zhang Bowen can't handle it. It is his strength to solve problems with his fists, but once he put away his fists and plays with his tongue, it will kill him.

Although he took out some money in time, the traffic policeman was stubborn and thought that Zhang Bowen's previous attitude was to look down on him, so he became more and more unremitable.

"Open the trunk and let me have a look!" At this time, the traffic policeman had smelled the strange smell in the trunk and immediately glanced at it.

"This..."

"Open it quickly!" The traffic policeman looked at the two people vigilantly. One hand had touched the phone, and it seemed that things were about to make a big deal!

"Blog, then open it!" Pan Hongsheng has made up his mind at this time and decided to make another accident! At this time, there were only seven or eight people in several cars. For them, it was just a small ant crawling on their bodies.

When Zhang Bowen opened the trunk cover, Pan Hongsheng had already raised his fist high...

"Ah?" Just then, the traffic policeman suddenly stretched out his head and looked into the car and saw that there was nothing in the trunk except a rag sack.

Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen were stunned: What kind of magic has this become? The body?"

"Well, is there any seafood in it?" The traffic policeman seemed to be disappointed. He covered his nose and waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go!"

Pan Hongsheng took a look when closing the car cover and saw that the sack was covered with turbid pus-like substances. It seemed that something on the poison king's body reacted, and finally dissolved it with the medicine king who was with him.

This situation is more common among drug givers in the south, because drug givers are generally more enemies, so you must make a descending head in your own body before you die. Once the body dies within a certain period of time, it will have a strange effect. Many folklore produces in this way.

The traffic police let go and forgot to check Zhang Bowen's driver's license!

This grandson's driver's book has been detained in Beijing. At this time, if the traffic policeman recalls this ancient legend, it will shock him very strongly.

After getting rid of the entanglement of the police, the two drove forward quickly.

This trip to Shuzhong really made Pan Hongsheng laugh and cry: he came to explain the situation and figure out the misunderstanding, but he had to fight because of the other party's suspicion.

Due to the matter of the Medicine King, they have been delayed for another day. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, the indiscriminate fighting competition is about to officially begin! And now they have to catch up and rush back before the game starts.