Chapter Ninety-Three: You're Sick

"Who cares about your future affairs, our family will tell you clearly, and the number of filial piety you said just now will be doubled, otherwise our family will not take this risk. ”

Since the director of the chamberlain can achieve the position of director, he does not know how many people's blood has been stepped on in the palace and ascended to this position. There was shrewdness in his eyes, and a desire for money.

Sergeant Angry Green Tiger Ben silently calculated in his heart, probably having a definition of the price in the heart of the chief attendant. His eyes wandered from side to side, because the appetite of the chief of the chamberlain was too great, and it was beyond the amount that Sergeant Qinghu Ben could bear, but after thinking about it, as long as he could hand over the token in his hand to the king, the glory and wealth in the future would not be easy to come by.

Reluctant to let the child catch the wolf, he said ruthlessly: "Although the price you said is a bit high, but you must have taken care of it, the relationship between my family and Wang Zuzong, otherwise I would not agree to the small one." I don't have that much money though. ”

"Huh?"

As soon as he heard this, the chief chamberlain frowned, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Ancestor, don't worry, my family still has an ancestral property, there is a courtyard near the palace, which has been rented out as an inn, after tonight, this inn and property will be honored to your ancestors, tomorrow, I will present the title deed." ”

The expression of the chief attendant always changes very quickly, the sun rises in the west and the rain rains in the east, and the rain in the east on the face of the chief attendant is quickly driven away by the sun in the west, and he becomes smiling.

It stands to reason that he has climbed to this position, and he should have been pampered and not shocked, and outsiders generally can't see the changes in the manager's heart, but it's not.

First, the indignant sergeant Qinghu Ben is small and not worth mentioning, and there is no need to use means in front of him. The second reason is that a person who is an inner servant is an incomplete person, who has low self-esteem in his heart, and it is easy to have a desire for money or power, so as to prove that he is stronger than others in other aspects.

"That's right. Wait here for us, bring your Rausch token, and we will go and tell the king. ”

The chief chamberlain has newly entered a house, how can he not be happy, looking at everyone happy, and even when Sergeant Angry Green Tiger handed over the token, he still put it in the ear of Angry Qing, and said softly: "This is our little secret, but it can't be heard by others." Then he winked at the angry youth, as if to pass on some kind of news.

The conversation between the two was relatively quiet, and Wu Hou, who was standing a little farther away, couldn't hear it clearly.

Angry Qing was stunned by the behavior of the chief attendant, and thought to himself: Buddy is not as good as Longyang, he is so close and soft-spoken, could it be that money alone can't satisfy the desire of this disgusting old man, and he is still hungry for my body?

The frightened Angry Green Tiger Sergeant unconsciously took a step back. Yu Guang swept to the side of Wuhou, who was still waiting for Wang Shang to wake up, and only then did he realize the true intention of the chief of the chamberlain.

The direction of his head did not move, only glanced in the direction of Wuhou with his eyes, and nodded slightly. It's a lot easier to have a conversation between a smart person and a smart person. Only then did the chief of the chamberlain enter the imperial study with confidence and go to wake up the king.

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East City

There are several streets from the entrance of Dongshifang, and a large number of idle people gather here. Curfews are not taken into account at all, they go their own way, there is a loud noise in the streets, and everyone has offensive weapons in their hands.

Lu Fusheng, who rushed here, rode on a horse, pointed with his fingers, and counted: "Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, Ge, hammers, sticks, lances, clubs, spears, and rakes." Damn, this is a gathering of eighteen weapons, this is a scoundrel, or a siege of the city. ”

Near the East Market, it seems that there are preparations for a long time. Soon another group of people gathered, but in slightly smaller numbers. The one who took the lead was none other than the four King Kongs under King Wei, Ouyang Zhi.

This chivalrous man is not ordinary, and the handsomeness of the opening scene is taken up by him. Dressed in linen clothes and holding a long sword, he stood alone at the front of the crowd, his long hair hanging down his face fluttering in the breeze. With a headband tied to his hair, he looks like a master who seeks defeat alone.

As for why Lu Fusheng can see at a glance, this person is different from ordinary scoundrels. It's just that lonely back, which easily pulled Lu Fusheng back to the top of the city, opposing the man and woman standing opposite.

And Lu Fusheng himself is like the group of onlookers and the monkey in the city, Lu Fusheng is even afraid that Ouyang Zhi's first words are: It seems that I shouldn't come, it's okay to leave some memories. Anyway, I'm also a sunset samurai, so if you call me a kiss, you can kiss me.

But Lu Fusheng would not blow a breath of fairy air, let the pair of men and women hug each other and kiss fiercely. There is no one who wants to step on the colorful auspicious clouds, and there is no red gauze Zixia.

"Lord Wei, except for those you led out, all the remaining eighty-one people are on standby. ”

One sentence pulled Lu Fusheng back from the memory of the film in his previous life.

"Huh, scare you, where did you come from? ”

The flanker pointed to the wall, signaling that all the guards had been crouching on the wall, hiding in the darkness of the night. Without the fire of the West Market, hiding on the wall of the fang, it was still an easy thing for cultivators.

Lu Fusheng thought for a moment and said: "Stay in the back and wait, look at my eyes for a while, and as soon as I give the signal, everyone will go together." ”

"Ann. ”

After the flankers responded, Lu Fu gave birth to a horse and squeezed to the front of the crowd among the besieging people. Wu Hou, who had a serious face, still lowered his head, squatted on Shi Li, and asked, "Then Lord Wei Rate, is your signal to smash the cup or wave your hand?"

After waiting for a moment, there was no answer. The flanker raised his head and wanted to ask, but he didn't see Lu Fusheng's trace, and in a panic, he looked left and right, but he couldn't find Lu Fusheng's figure.

The other flankers pointed to the crowd gathered in front of them and said with a smile: "Our Lord Wei is really resolute, and he has already left." ”

"That's fine, forget it, let's do it. ”

With a wave of their hand, all the flankers jumped back onto the wall, approaching the center of the two gangs. Seeing the opportunity, he waited for Lu Fusheng's signal.

Lu Fusheng walked to Ouyang Zhi's side.

Ouyang Zhi said coldly: "Coming?"

Lu Fusheng replied, "Here it is." Then he couldn't help but ask, "How do you know me?"

"On that day, when you first entered the Wei Palace, I was there. Ouyang Zhi lowered his eyes and continued to say coldly: "I am Ouyang Zhi, just a nameless knight. ”

From Ouyang Zhi's body, Lu Fusheng couldn't feel a trace of spiritual energy. But as a person who can discuss matters in King Wei's study, he must be one of the four King Kongs under King Wei. Lu Fusheng easily guessed Ouyang Zhi's identity, and then preconceived Ouyang Zhi as a character comparable to Black and White Impermanence and General Yama.

Powerful people can hide the aura around them, Lu Fusheng knows it, and Master Huang Chao can do it. But looking at Ouyang Zhi's age, he didn't look like a high-level cultivator who could reach the upper realm.

Cultivators who do not have aura have only two conditions, being seriously injured or being cursed. No matter which one it is, Lu Fusheng of Wanfatong has a little understanding and can help Ouyang Zhi solve the problem.

I don't understand why, it may be Ouyang Zhi's temperament and shape that evoke Lu Fusheng's memory. Lu Fusheng had a good impression of the swordsman in front of him, and helping him get out of trouble was nothing.

Lu Fusheng is a person, as long as he sees it well, he is a friend, and he doesn't want to pay attention to it if he doesn't like it. There is no need to please everyone, otherwise you will eventually become less and less like your original self, this change is not a change for the better, but a compromise to cater to this society. In this regard, there is a slight resemblance between Lu Fusheng and Black Impermanence.

So, Lu Fusheng kindly asked, "Are you sick?"

"Do you have medicine?"

Ouyang Zhi's answer made Lu Fusheng even more sure that Ouyang Zhi was losing his aura because of a certain stubborn disease.

"What's wrong with you, what medicine do I have. ”

At this point, it's not that Lu Fusheng is bragging, guarding Huang Chao, the strongest alchemist on the mainland, what medicine is not available?

Ouyang Zhi didn't feel Lu Fusheng's kindness, raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Lu Fusheng, still saying coldly and handsomely: "What medicine do you have, what disease do I have?"

This sentence angered Lu Fusheng a little, and naturally he could hear that this sentence was not a good thing.

Lu Fusheng choked back: "Are you sick?"

"Do you have medicine?"

"What's wrong with you, what medicine do I have. ”

"What medicine do you have, what disease do I have?"

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The repeated dialogue between the two made the scoundrels behind them look at each other, not knowing what the two big brother-level figures were doing. Also let the enemy on the opposite side look at the joke.

After a while, the two got tired of arguing.

Lu Fusheng believed that if he didn't change the topic, Ouyang Zhi would definitely accompany him until Tianming.

Then he changed his words and asked, "You are not sick, why don't you have aura on your body?"

"You have medicine? No, why are you uneasy about the routine?"

At this moment, where does Ouyang Zhi still have the demeanor of a ruthless hero, completely like a three- or four-year-old child, arguing with Lu Fusheng.

The quarrel between the two, Ouyang Zhi's lips were a little chapped, and he said, "Alas, what kind of aura do I want." I'm not a cultivator. You don't seem to be a biao, do you?"

Lu Fusheng was a little surprised: "What? It's not the Four Great Vajra cultivators, so how did you get to this position? With your shameless temperament?"

Ouyang Zhi touched the long sword and said, "Not everyone will be blessed by God, and those who are abandoned by God can also have the dignity of being a human being. ”

"I'm sorry to be presumptuous. ”

"It's okay, no need to say I'm sorry. Ouyang Zhi let out a hint and smiled reluctantly: "It's not just cultivators who can have the strength to destroy the world, ordinary people can also have the right to become stronger. ”

"You two fools are muttering over there for a long time, really don't you think Lao Tzu doesn't exist? ”

From the opposite gang came a bald man, wearing only a pair of loose linen trousers, a thick rope around his wrists, a long beard tied into several pigtails fluttering on his chin, and a tiger descending from the mountains tattooed on his naked body.

This bald guy kept touching his bald head with his hands, a fierce and evil look, and at a glance, he knew that this person was not simple.