Qingfeng Dao Chang frowned, and said to Zhou Ming: "Ming'er, the iron sand in this wound must be taken out, otherwise it will grow into the flesh and will never be able to be taken out, and if you don't get your two legs, they will be useless." ”

"Master, you can help the apprentice take it out......" Zhou Ming smiled and said.

"That's good! You have to endure a little pain, and don't move. As he spoke, Qingfeng Dao Chang glanced around, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, handed it to Zhou Ming, and said in a deep voice: "Bite with your teeth, don't bite your tongue, it will hurt for a while." ”

Zhou Ming had no choice but to open his mouth and bite the wooden stick tightly, but seeing that Qingfeng Dao Chang raised his hands, and the iron chain on his hand rattled, he groped around for a while, and found a small dagger, weighed it twice in his hand, and then said: "The fire fold is also wet, and you can't bake the knife, so you can just take it, and if it hurts, bite the wooden stick hard." ”

Zhou Ming nodded, he couldn't help but be a little nervous, but he still squeezed out an ugly smile and said vaguely, "Master, let's start, the apprentice can resist." ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang stopped answering, took the dagger and made a few strokes on Zhou Ming's wound, and then a long opening opened on his leg, and the blood flowed out instantly, Zhou Ming suddenly gasped in pain, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and the cold sweat also slipped down, although it hurt very much, Zhou Ming still bit the wooden stick, trying not to let his body move.

Qingfeng Dao Chang raised his head and glanced at Zhou Ming with concern, then lowered his head again, and kept provoking the iron sand embedded in Zhou Ming's wound with the dagger in his hand, each iron sand came out of the wound, Zhou Ming's heart tightened violently, the feeling of pain ordinary people can't understand at all, and in his heart he scolded Governor Zhang's ancestor eighteen generations over and over again, and he and his master kindly persuaded him, not only did he not listen, but also let people use fire guns to try to beat himself to death, and as a result, he let himself suffer this pain, hateful! It's so hateful!

Zhou Ming cursed the governor while biting the wooden stick, it seemed that it really worked, and the piercing pain did reduce a lot.

After working for most of the day, Qingfeng Dao Chang finally cleaned up the iron sand on Zhou Ming's legs, and found the gold sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, only then did he tear open the Dao robe that had already dried, and bandaged Zhou Ming's wound.

"Okay, I've finally got the iron sand moving...... "Qingfeng Dao Chang wiped the sweat from his head and said with a sigh of relief.

Zhou Ming's body instantly softened, the wooden stick in his mouth had already been bitten off by him, he spit it out with one mouth, gasping for breath, and said after a while: "Master...... It really hurts, it's like I've died once. ”

Qingfeng Dao Chang helped Zhou Ming up, patted it on the shoulder as if comforting, and said softly: "It's still a good deal to save your legs while hurting for a while......

Unconsciously, it was getting late, and the already gloomy sky was even darker at the moment, Qingfeng Dao Chang stood up, glanced out of the window, and his brows, which had been stretched, were twisted into a dead knot again, and said helplessly and sadly: "It's getting dark...... It seems that this catastrophe is inevitable tonight, but I hope not too many people will die......"