Jiang Yuanji, the magistrate of Yiliang County, was out of his way. He couldn't afford to offend the Yang family. Anyway, the matter was already in trouble. Take Mr. Ding to see the result before talking about it!

Jiang Yuanji was in front and Ding Baojun was behind. The two of them walked quickly to Jiang Yuanji's house in the backyard of the county government. When they entered the house, they saw Yang Meng screaming on the bed. Ding Baojun's face instantly became as cold as iron.

"Who did it?"

The third brother of the Yang family is the heart of the eldest brother Yang Shiqin. He was beaten like this and Yiliang County would not be able to survive without giving an explanation.

"Several unlucky people in Tuqiao Village have been imprisoned. These unlucky people took the Third Master as human traffickers."

It is common to cover up the court, but it is to cover up the Yang family, which is seeking death. Not to mention that he is a Yiliang County, he will kill a prefect and governor with the power of the Yang family. As long as he is more secretive, he will be left alone if he spends some money. What's more, the main leader of the Yang family is still holding the sign of Yunnan Prefecture Training.

"Where are people, I'm going to ask questions when I'm taking them out."

Jiang Yuanji's words must not be believed, of course, they cannot believe them all. Although Yang Laosan is often injured, it is caused by hunting on the mountain. He was beaten like this. He was the first time he didn't like this third grandfather. He didn't know how to explain to his elder brother!

"Master Ding, should we go to prison or..."

"I'm not worried about the Third Master bringing people here!"

Ding Baojun said coldly, it would be fine for Yang Meng to be fine, otherwise Jiang Yuanji would lose his life first.

Jiang Yuanji personally went to the county prison with a cold sweat. He had never been to this area since he took office, and this time he was in trouble.

The poor man in the 20s, with handcuffs and shackles, stumbled all the way to the backyard of the county government. Ding Baojun had already sent someone to set up tables, chairs and benches outside Yang Meng's door. More than a dozen good guys holding Park Knife also stood in the yard, found the owner, and it would be a bargain if he chopped him up.

"Who made the move?"

Ding Baojun was stunned by a question. Who would have thought that a human trafficker could have such a great power? He wanted the county master to retrieve the abducted people in the village, but he didn't expect that the person who lost the house was not found, but instead turned himself into a prisoner.

"I beat him, he kidnapped my girl, and there is no place to deal with it yet?"

Seeing this posture, Ma Qinghu was also stunned. Unexpectedly, the human trafficker actually colluded with the government. In order to protect the villagers who came with him, he stood up.

"Has you kidnapped your girl? Do you know who you are hit?"

When Ding Baojun heard this, he was angry and laughed. Yang Laosan abducted the population? He was not sold, so his elder brother would burn incense at home to reward the gods.

Ding Baojun asked, the men in Tuqiao Village had no choice but to answer. They could come together because they had relatives at home. They had been abducted in recent months. They wanted to find their family, but they didn't expect to get them into a lawsuit.

"You have heard of Yang Sanlang from Kunming County! He can abduct a population. You can go to Yunnan to talk about it. See which one can trust you."

The third son of the Yang family was born stupid. He could not do anything except practicing boxing and hunting, and he could not speak anything well. He would not believe it if he asked him to abduct the population and kill Ding Baojun.

"Kunming Yang Family!"

Now it was Ma Qinghu's turn to be scared. There was only one Yang family in Kunming, only one Yang family in Yunnan Prefecture, and only one Yang family in Yunnan Province. He fought against Yang Laosan, the dumb king who was shocking Yunnan. Not only would he be in trouble, the entire Tuqiao Village would not be able to fall.

The murderous aura outside the room was so fierce that Mo San in it slowly recovered. He was possessed. The person who was possessed by him was probably not a smart guy. He didn't know his name. There were only a few names in his mind. It seemed that the third brother was his subordinate at home.

Liu Yitie, who was standing beside him, saw that Yang Sanlang got better, then picked up a bottle of old wine and walked forward slowly. Yang Sanlang's kick just now also made him cautious.

"What wine?"

I don’t know where this is. In the 25th year of Daoguang in the Qing Dynasty, I was getting back to life. However, judging from the postures of these people, my identity seems to be pretty good. Mo San of the Qing Dynasty didn’t know much, but most of them watched it from TV and movies, and it was heard that it would be better to be careful when I first arrived.

As a drug lord, Mo San was used to being displaced. His initial discomfort did not make him feel anxious. He was hurrying to adapt to the environment.

"The old wine from the village."

This Kunming Yang Sanlang is not a fine object, he speaks less and makes mistakes. Liu Yitie is a doctor and sees countless people, so he also knows this truth.

"Take it to me and try it."

Mo San was very cautious in handling the injury. Yunnan and the Golden Triangle were similar. It was a damp and hot place. Don’t let this quack doctor delay his injury. He accidentally caused the wound to be infected and got drugs in order to relieve the pain.

I tasted the old wine in the porcelain bottle. Although it didn’t taste very good, it was enough, so there should be no problem in treating the wound.

"Come on! Be careful!"

The quack doctor just now had the yellow shit on his hands, but Mo San was still a little scared. The wounds could not be treated randomly, so don’t sprinkle anything on the wound.

"Third Master, please bear it a little!"

Liu Yitie didn't hesitate, picked up the porcelain bottle and stepped forward to clean his wounds. He scared the doctor just now. If this person had any luck, he would be the one who was unlucky.

The wound was aroused by the old wine, which made Mo San tremble for a while. His scalp was itchy, so he simply asked this person to wash it off.

"Get more wine and wash my head."

"Enough, Master San, please bear it!"

With blood and sludge falling into the copper basin with her shiny hair, Mo San also began to ask about his origin. He was in Kunming, had a good identity and had a bad mind, and others dared not mess with him. He was probably a second-generation ancestor like a bully.

"My home is in Kunming, what is my last name?"

"The third master's surname is Yang and his name is Meng. He is the third master of the Yang family in Yunnan Prefecture."

While cleaning Mo San's wounds, Liu Yitie told what he knew. Everyone said that Yang Sanlang was a fool, but he still spoke in a bit orderly manner, not like a fool.

After finishing the wound, Liu Yitie started to drink wine and medicine. The wound was not small, so if there was no need for some medicine, it would be better to take out your unique skills.

"What are you in your hands?"

Seeing that this guy was playing with the yellow stuff like shit again, Mo San asked with some terror, "Don't get this stuff up and get infected." With his current body shape, the wound will naturally be healed, which is better than sprinkling things up randomly.

"Golden sore medicine, this is my unique secret medicine, Baibao Dan. After applying it, the third master's wound will heal in ten or eight days."

The Baibao Dan is really a good medicine for treating injuries. This is also something that Liu Yitie puts in the bottom of the box. The unique secret medicine is nonsense. This is what he learned from a Taoist priest of You Fang. It can stop bleeding and heal injuries.

"Take it and see it."

What a unique secret medicine? It sounds like a scam when you say it. It’s better to take a look first and then decide whether to use the medicine!

Liu Yitie twisted up a little medicine powder and placed it on Mo San's nose. Mo San was relieved when he smelled it! What a shitty treasure pill is Yunnan Baiyao, this thing is a good thing.

"Yunnan Baiyao?"

"It's not Baiyao, it's red medicine, a red medicine that specializes in treating sword injuries."

He couldn't understand the fool, and Liu Yitie was perfunctory. Most of his name came from this Baibao Dan. If Yang Sanlang hadn't come from too much, Liu Yitie wouldn't have used Baibao Dan casually. He was still counting on turning this prescription into a family-born secret medicine!

After applying the wound on the back of the head, Liu Yitie transformed a hundred treasure pill with warm water and took Mo San.

"San Master, the injury on the back of the head is not a serious problem. I'll show you if there are any injuries on your body?"

Yang Sanlang's body was covered with mud, and it was impossible to tell whether there was any external injury, but Liu Yitie was also an old doctor. He could see at a glance that Mo San's injury was on the back of his head, and even if there were other injuries on his body, it would not be a serious problem.

"Okay! Those bastards beat me all the way. When I recover, I want to talk to them, who will provoke whom I have?"

Why was he beaten? It was a short time. Yang Meng still had an impression in his mind that this guy met a pair of black bears in the mountains and was chased for most of the day. As soon as he left the forest, he was thrown to the ground. This scoundrel was wronged.

Mo San was also slowly adapting to the role of Yang Meng. Who would believe it when it comes to possession? It would be better to be arrogant.

Yang Meng's clothes were all good things, silk jackets, boots with iron nails, and good items were destroyed by the mud. In this dress, he went into the mountains, except for those pairs of boots, and the things in this outfit were dressed as a hunter?

Yang Meng took off his clothes, revealing his shiny and shiny tendon flesh, and his big body was ruined by his brain.

Liu Yitie muttered in his heart, while carefully checking. Yang Sanlang probably practiced external skills, but he was not yet home. He hadn't practiced the top door, and his clothes were covered with footprints. There was not even a bruise on his body.

"San Master! You are not injured. You have eaten more light food these days, so you should avoid eating wine and meat."

After doing his own thing, Liu Yitie was about to leave. Yang Sanlang was a troubled nest. The closer he was to him, the closer he was to his bad luck.

"Give me some of your treasure elixir."

Yunnan Baiyao is a good thing to treat injuries. It is better to prepare some for the first time.

"this……"

Liu Yitie started to wonder that this Baibaodan was his own trick and he never took action until he had no choice, but Yang Sanlang is also a person he absolutely cannot afford to offend. If he doesn't give it to, he may not have a good life.

"Buy yours and see if there is any money in your clothes, and how much money should you take it yourself."

Liu Yitie dared not ask for money. He reluctantly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, which contained more than a dozen pills the size of soybeans. This is what he called the Baibao Dan.

"There is no need for money, this is all the treasure pills on me."

If you want money, let’s go quickly! The longer you stay here, the more trouble you have. Mr. Ding from Kunming has come. I wonder what trouble this stupid king will cause!

"Do you have this thing?"

Mo San was also careful. He just heard from the doctor's words that this is a unique and good thing, and it may not be useful in the future.

"Third Master wants to come to Yiliang County to find me. Your injury is no longer serious. Just rest, I will take my leave first."
Chapter completed!