In the end, the little succubus did not dig the tomb of the Medical Saint as he wished. He was disappointed to pack the treasure he dug into a small bag higher than her.

The Medical Saint wanted to give some advice on Wu Jun's medical skills. After teaching Wu Jun a lesson, he was so angry that his soul was irritated. He suppressed his anger and did not rush him out.

After living there for a few days, Wu Jun asked someone to put a large bag and pack it in the car, running towards the medical city with a look of longing.

The Medical Saint stood on the top of the mountain with a depressed look on his face and watched them go away, crying without tears, saying, "It's a sin, why did my inheritance in the human world become like this..."

The Red Emperor looked at him sympathetically and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, he is still young, and he will surpass you sooner or later."

The Medical Saint was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his face: "You are right, I am not as good as him at his age."

Chidi was slightly stunned: "I'm talking about cooking skills."

“…”

After a silence, a huge resentment erupted from Chidi Mountain: "But I am a saint of medicine, not a cook!"

At this time, Wu Jun and others had already gone down the mountain. Feeling the strong fear emitted by the remnant soul behind him, Wu Jun turned his face and looked back, and complained: "I don't know what crazy about this old Hutu, the doctor saint, is going crazy again."

Qin Yue'er's crisis has been resolved and she has returned to her former appearance. With years of experience in organizing the case, she said in a meticulous reasoning: "The Emperor Chi must be hungry. She wants the Medical Saint to be the Resurrection Incense. It's good like them, and she will never be separated from life or death."

Wu Jun couldn't help rolling his eyes: "I think you're hungry, there are pancakes in your red pocket."

"Yeah!" Qin Yue'er immediately smiled and took out the pancake and started to chew it.

In the evening, the black bear took a cart to the medical city.

The soldiers guarding the gate walked forward and asked as usual: "Where are you coming from and why did you come to the medical city?"

Wu Jun said: "We are witch doctors from the grassland. I heard that there are many famous doctors in the city, and I came to see them for a long time."

The soldier looked at the black bear and Chi Si who were not like the good ones, and couldn't help but frown and said, "I'll report it here."

Soon, the soldier led a young man in black to come out and pointed at Wu Jun and others.

The young man looked at Wu Jun and others, bowed to the ancestor Luo Tian who was resting with his eyes closed and resting: "You are the great witch doctor from the grassland. In Lu Fei, in the lower medical hall, please use your witch doctor skills to prove your identity."

Old Ancestor Luo Tian looked at Wu Jun with a strange expression: "He is."

Lu Fei was stunned, looked at Wu Jun, who was unhappy, and said a little apologetically: "Don't respect, don't respect."

Wu Jun pulled his face and said, "It doesn't matter. After all, a man as handsome as me should have made a living by his face, so it's normal for someone to misunderstand me. You have to see me performing witch doctor skills, right? Well, then choose the soldier with diarrhea in front."

Wu Jun pointed forward, and Lu Fei looked in the direction and saw a soldier with a pale face, bowing his waist and slumping his back, and covering his stomach with his hands.

Lu Fei nodded slightly and praised: "You have good eyesight. He should have eaten cold and damaged his stomach. How do you plan to treat him? Should you use talisman water or herbs?"

"No need, my witch doctor skills are different from other families..."

Wu Jun said, taking out a scarecrow, and then he thorned it on it with a silver needle, while tying the straw man, and muttering something in his mouth.

Lu Fei was stunned and felt this gloomy and strange aura emerge from Wu Jun, making him tremble.

This is the ghost's witch doctor technique, it is clearly a curse technique!

"Wait, this great witch doctor, cursing the patient is not considered cured!"

Lu Fei suddenly came back to his senses and reached out to stop him. When he met the black air beside Wu Jun, the back of his hand suddenly hurt and he retracted his hand.

Wu Jun continued to prick the witchcraft villain one by one, and explained distractedly: "Don't worry, I am using witch doctor skills to absorb the cold air from the soldier into the scarecrow, and then spread the cold air. Well, this is definitely not a curse, I will not curse at all."

“…”

Lu Fei looked down at the strange runes appearing on the back of his hand. He felt that Wu Jun's words were completely unconvincing, okay?

After a while, Wu Jun breathed out, pulled off the silver needle from the straw man, and said with satisfaction: "It has been cured. If you don't believe me, go and verify it."

Lu Fei smiled with a numb scalp and said, "The great witch doctor said that it will be cured, and it will definitely be cured! Can you help remove the thing from my hand first?"

Wu Jun glanced at him and said in surprise: "Hey, this cursed rune looks so familiar!"

Lu Fei glared at his eyes in grief and anger: "..."

He also said you won't curse!

After a moment, Wu Jun lifted the curse on the back of Lu Fei's hand and said sympathetically: "You have offended people. This curse is a bad person's luck. Fortunately, you met me, otherwise you would be in trouble."

Lu Fei nodded with a complicated expression and said, "It's indeed unlucky. You can go to the city quickly, I won't send you there... By the way, our city has regulations that prohibit the handsome witch doctors from the grassland from using their witch doctor skills. Please understand."

Wu Jun was stunned when he heard this, and then agreed, "Can you understand, after all, you follow the local customs?" After that, he drove the bear car slowly into the city.

The soldier on the side scratched his head and looked at Lu Fei, wonderingly: "Mr. Lu, why don't I know when our medical city has this regulation?"

Lu Fei watched Wu Jun enter the city and said with a firm expression: "I only have it today, I will inform the whole city immediately!"

The soldier took the order with a strange expression and hurried to the city tower to pass the order.

At the same time, Wu Jun had already arrived in the city and parked his car in front of a Yuelai Inn.

Looking at the doctors and patients walking everywhere in the city, I couldn't help but feel excited: "This is simply a paradise for doctors! It's rare to come to this holy place once, and catch a few patients to help you liven up!"

Bao Buping trembled, and his face showed an unbearable look: "How many kills?"

"You have to kill..."

Halfway through Wu Jun said, he suddenly realized something was wrong, his smile froze, and he snorted: "Is there any doubt about you today? Go to the City Lord's Mansion to hand in a greeting letter and say I'll visit you tomorrow."

Bao Buping laughed dryly, jumped out of the car and ran towards the center of the city.

The little succubus pulled Wu Jun's sleeve and pointed at a vendor squatting in a tea shed not far away: "Wu Jun, look at the hawthorns strung with bamboo sticks and wrapped in sugar, do they look like candied haws!"

Wu Jun looked over there and found the notice posted on the wooden board with sharp eyes. His eyes lit up and he said, "I have a lot of money to hire a demon doctor to treat the wounds of the demon arrows. If you are interested, please go to the Tianzi Hospital of the Medical Pavilion!"

Yan Jun smiled slightly, feeling that the opportunity to show up, he raised his back and said, "What a coincidence, the demons are aggressive by nature, and there are few doctors, but we happen to have one here..."

Wu Jun smiled and nodded: "No, it's right! It's a showdown, I'm the Demon Emperor!"

Yan Jun: "@#￥%￥#@..."
Chapter completed!