Chapter Forty-Seven: The Prosperous County of Luyang

"Hehe, you don't have a little aura on you, but I have a name, remember my name is 'Qingze',"

"Don't call me Xiaoqing by such a dirty turtle name, if you call me again, I don't mind eating you. ”

Qing Ze explained to Mo Yun with a smile while baring his sharp teeth.

Mo Yun was also relieved when he heard Qing Ze explain like this.

After all, I've been with Qing Ze for a long time, and I have long known the fact that he is a demon, but now it is very easy to accept that Qing Ze is a demon.

After Mo Yun got used to the words that often came out of his mind, he suddenly opened the conversation box with a young heart.

kept asking Qing Ze if he had seen powerful immortals, demon beasts, etc., and Qing Ze picked some things that were not particularly important to tell Mo Yun, which made Mo Yun marvel again and again, and for a while, he was very yearning for Qing Ze's immortal world.

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A night passed, and at this time, Qing Ze and Mo Yun were riding on a thin old horse, and the old horse was walking slowly on the official road from Qingshi Town.

And because of the peace and security of the Great Wei State in the past ten years, the wind and rain have been smooth, and everyone in Luyang County has food.

Therefore, along the way, there are few robberies and robberies, and the safety of the two people on the road is still very guaranteed.

What's more, there is Qingze, a demon clan, who is not long-eyed, and he doesn't mind beating his teeth.

Along the official road, they will pass through several villages along the way, and both of them will rush to the villages on the edge of the official road to stay and solve personal food problems by the way.

In this way, an old horse, two people, stopped and stopped for four or five days, and arrived in Luyang County without danger.

When they came here, the two of them knew what real prosperity is and what is the busyness.

When the two looked at the road scene in the city gate, they were stunned for a moment, and the prosperity of Luyang in front of them was in the eyes of the two of them.

Wandering around the bustling street at will, walking lightly on the street, it seems that he doesn't dare to push too hard, for fear that the smooth road will be trampled.

The brilliant sunlight shone between the green tiles and red walls everywhere, the abrupt horizontal cornices, and the shop signboard flags fluttering high.

Walking back and forth on the road, the sparkling carriages and horses, the endless flow of pedestrians, and the tranquil and comfortable smiling faces, all reflect the people of Luyang County, and they are happy about the prosperous world.

But the alley at the entrance of the city was out of place with dilapidated houses on both sides.

They were built against the mossy walls and nestled against each other.

At the end of the alley, there was a large backyard, which was empty, and there were some animal carcasses and rotting fruit in the corners of the walls that stenched.

Only a few weeds and wildflowers are still there, strong and still blooming.

But in such a place, there are still many poor people living in the narrow shadow of this Luyang County.

Some make a living by begging, some sell coolies for a living, and some do petty theft every day to make ends meet.

When the two of them looked at the "shadow" side of Luyang, an old man with yellow teeth suddenly appeared in front of them.

His clothes were dirty, with gauze wrapped around one hand and a book in the other.

Although his whole body was in tatters, there was a kind of vicissitudes in his eyes.

He stared at the two of them with bloodshot eyes, looked at the two of them with a smile, looked at the dirty book in front of Mo Yun and said:

"Shaoxia, at a glance, I know that you have just come to Luyang County, do you want the old man to take you to visit the scenery of this Luyang County, especially the 'Yihong Mansion', which is one of the best in Luyang. ”

After speaking, the old man also showed an inexplicable smile to Mo Yun.

Mo Yun shook his head, and was about to leave this place without continuing to entangle with this old man, but the old man stuffed the book in his hand into Mo Yun's hand and said:

"Yes, don't go, young man, take a look at this book, but the essence of the old man's martial arts, today you are cheaper, so I will give you two taels of silver."

After speaking, he also went to put Mo Yun's way to the column and didn't let him go.

Mo Yun and Qing Ze glanced at each other helplessly, and just as Mo Yun was about to throw the book to the old man, Qing Ze glanced at the name of the book.

I was instantly stunned by this scribbled name, and saw that the cover of the book read "Eighteen Styles of Might".

And when the old man saw that Mo Yun didn't want this book, he immediately put it on and said:

"It seems that you don't believe the old man, little doll, let's let you see this future life today, the old man is amazing, be careful little doll!"

After speaking, the old man saw that Mo Yun was not in a hurry to prepare, and immediately waved his fists away with his two hands.

"Remember, little doll, the old man's trick is called a pusher"

As he spoke, Mo Yun was beaten to the wall along with Qing Ze, who was wrapped around his arm, and the dust that had been accumulated for many years flew slowly all of a sudden.

"Ahem, why are you so yin old man!

Mo Yun complained about the old man while trying to pat the dust off his body with his hands.

But when Mo Yun was patting the dust, the old man aimed at the opportunity to seize Mo Yun's flaws, and stretched out a hand to give Mo Yun one hand to the bird.

Qing Ze was about to launch a surprise attack at this time to stun the old man, but the old man turned his head and smiled at Qing Ze with his teeth full of yellow dirt.

At a lightning speed, he pinched Qing Ze's seven inches, and at the same time pressed Mo Yun down, and sat his ass on Mo Yun's head: "Boy, this is called Lotus, hehe!"

After that, he pinched Qing Ze's little head and used him as a whip, and whipped it at Mo Yun fiercely, and didn't forget to say while pumping:

"Don't think it's over, look at the poisonous dragon drill, do you know that the old man is powerful?"

The old beggar smiled happily, as if he didn't know how many years he hadn't been so happy.

"I still have knife skills! Alas, you two boys don't look able to be beaten, forget it. ”

"Old man, I'm still merciful to let you go, okay, old beggar, I'm leaving, let's meet again." ”

After speaking, he let go of Qing Ze, who was already confused in his hand, and picked up the "Mighty Eighteen Styles" on the ground and walked towards the dark alley.

Although the two of them looked like they had been beaten badly by the beggar, the strange thing was that there was not a single scar on their bodies.

And Qing Ze seems to have gained some benefits, and the old beggar also lost some gentle spiritual power when he used him as a whip.

It made him feel as if the state that had been unstable for a month of breaking through the second order had suddenly become as stable as a stubborn stone.

Mo Yun, on the other hand, received more benefits because he was a mortal martial artist, and through the whipping of the long whip that Qing Ze had turned into, a small amount of spiritual power flowed into all parts of his body.

Let him go from the primary stage of physical training to an acquired martial artist, and his physique is far beyond ordinary people.

Running like flying, climbing rocks and walking on the wall is not a problem, even at this time, it is okay for him to single-handedly take on a dozen big men.

At this time, no matter how stupid the two were, they knew that they had met a master, but they were clumsy and didn't see that they had missed the opportunity in vain.

"Ahem, I think I, Mo Yun, am also a young hero, how can I look at martial arts with such vulgar names?"

"I read "Spring and Autumn", even if he is a master, he can't do it"

Mo Yun got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and said with a righteous face.

Hearing Mo Yun say this, Qing Ze pursed his lips, thought about it again, and suddenly sent a voice to Mo Yun: "Ah! Mo Yun, look, the beggar is here again." ”

"Puff"

Hearing only a slight sound, Mo Yun immediately knelt down and kowtowed violently in the direction of Qing Ze

"Ask the beggar uncle to take me as an apprentice, I Mo Yun kowtow to your old man. ”

Qing Ze opened his teeth and raised his chin slightly, and shook his head with a smile towards Mo Yun, who was gnawing ashes on the ground, and said:

"Hehe, your face changes quite quickly, something boy, no one has to kneel for your snake father if he doesn't come. ”

Mo Yun: ......

Qing Ze was rewound in Mo Yun's hand, and then he didn't forget to ridicule him:

"You still only read "Spring and Autumn"? Last time, I found four little yellow books under the bed, and I saw that you were reading them with red faces."

"I don't know what peerless secret book you think you cultivate, hahaha! Do you want me to report the title of the book for you?"

Seeing that Qing Ze looked eager to speak, Mo Yun immediately stroked Qing Ze's neck with a flattering look:

"Brother Snake...... Snake Master...... Grandpa Snake, don't we do this? You just forgot everything for me, okay?"

Turning his head to look at Mo Yun, who was flattering himself, "Tsundere Snake" snorted coldly: "Look at your good performance." ”

Mo Yun, who was just about to answer, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Okay, it's not too early now, Senior Brother will be in a hurry later, how about getting you a table of good wine and good food later?"

Qing Ze also knew the importance of the matter, and Mo Yun was no longer embarrassed, Mo Yun nodded at him, after all, he had been delayed here for a long time.

The two of them got back on the road and headed in the direction of the hospital.

This Huichun Hall is located in the south of Luyang County, quite far away from the gate of this city, and fortunately, Huichun Hall is also famous in the county town.

Along the way, he asked several passers-by to point him in the direction before he walked through the busy streets to come here.

Looking at the door of the Rejuvenation Hall, at this moment, Mo Yun seemed to have returned to Qingshi Town, and returned to the days when he was an apprentice in Li Langzhong.

At that time, I also walked through the bustling streets and was brought by the second uncle to apprentice.

"Alas"

He sighed to himself, remembering that he was in Li Langzhong in Qingshi Town, but he didn't know if Li Langzhong was doing well.

Shaking hard, Mo Yun no longer thought about these things, and stepped into the Rejuvenation Hall with Qing Ze wrapped around his arm.

When I entered the Rejuvenation Hall, I realized how idle the medical hall in Qingshi Town was, and I saw that there were seven or eight guys here.

I've been running around in front of the medicine cabinet, and I'm very busy grabbing medicine for others.

The two of them didn't bother, walked through the outer hall, came to the place where they consulted and saw the doctor, and directly saw a middle-aged man who was seven or eight points similar to Li Langzhong and then gave the patient a pulse.

It seems that he is over forty years old, his hair is coiled up with a hint of silver white, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are matched with a face similar to Li Langzhong, which looks kind.

Mo Yun naturally didn't dare to disturb, standing at the wooden table on the side, waiting for Li Langzhong's son to finish.