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A soft knock on the door interrupted Tang Xian's thoughts, and then Rou'er crept in, silently, as if she was afraid of waking up Tang Xian, who was 'sleeping'.

"Rou'er?"

Tang Xian opened his mouth, startling Rou'er.

"Master, you ,,,"

Seeing Tang Xian sit up little by little, Rou'er was ecstatic, but she also couldn't believe it.

"Don't call me young master in the future, we are brothers and sisters commensurate."

Tang Xian smiled slightly, today's smile can barely be called a smile, and it is no longer yesterday's grin.

"Slave,"

"Hey, it's disobedient again, isn't it."

"I, I'll go and prepare breakfast for you."

Rou'er's eyes were slightly red, after all, she didn't call the young master again, she slowly retreated, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

"This girl."

Tang Xian shook his head, moved in his heart, and vowed to make Rou'er happy and never cry again.

After a long time, Rou'er hadn't come in yet, Tang Xian was a little puzzled, slowly got up, and moved towards the door, but heard the dispute between the two.

"No, no, you can't stop my young master's medicine."

"Get out of the way, either you obey me today, or I will stop your young master's medicine, and let this thunderous waste lie on the bed for the rest of his life."

"Don't, don't."

"Hehe, little beauty, instead of guarding this waste, it's better to obey me. My old king has nothing else, Bilian Pharmacy is also well-known in this city, and he also has a net worth. As long as you obey me, when the time comes, Ronghua will be indispensable for a lifetime. ”

"You coerce me, aren't you afraid,,, aren't you afraid that the deacon in the house will clean you up?"

"Hehe, how can it be coerced, you still owe the medicine money these days, and if you want to catch the medicine, you have to settle the money for me."

"I, I don't have any money."

"No money? That old man is no longer serving. You can think about it, if your young master stops taking medicine, hehe. ”

After that, Wang Yaoshi made a gesture to leave, but was stopped by Rou'er.

"Don't stop my young master's medicine, I,, I'm gone."

At this point, Rou'er's heart was broken.

Tears are like springs, just for Tang Xian to be safe.

"Hehe, it's good to come from here, come, let the master help you rub the acupuncture points, what are you crying about."

Wang Yaoshi's eyes were leaking, his face was obscene, and his body was short and thin, like a big rat becoming sperm. Rou'er curled up on the ground, her eyes closed, looking like she was being slaughtered by you, and I felt pity. Pharmacist Wang, who was watching, was careful with his liver plopping, and was about to step forward to take pity on him, but he heard a burst of applause.

"Dog minion, do you want to die?"

But I saw Tang Xian open the door and walk out slowly, staring at him.

"Waste, you dare to scold me?"

Wang Xiaoming turned around, stared straight at Tang Xian with a pair of mouse eyes, and had the intention of disagreeing and fighting.

"But this slave thinks that I have become a waste, and comes to show off his power and bully me."

"I can barely stand now, walking is a problem, if he does it, I will definitely not be able to stop it."

"No, this slave is as timid as a mouse, even if I become a waste, but I still have the identity of a clan, he will never dare to do it."

After thinking about it, Tang Xian had a plan in his heart.

"It's you who scolds, you dog minion, don't you still want to do anything with me?"

Tang Xian opened his mouth, his tone was disdainful, but his eyes were staring straight at Wang Xiaoming, with his own majesty.

"You, you."

The tiger is still dead!

Rao is Tang Xian has become a waste, and this glare also frightened Wang Xiaoming's heart trembles.

"No, this waste man's meridians are all broken, where does he get the confidence to yell at me?"

"It's just pretending, not to mention that I still have the seventeenth master as a backer, why should I be afraid of this waste?"

Wang Xiaoming thought about it, his eyes became sharp, he secretly ran the exercises, and stepped forward slowly, wanting to teach Tang Xian a good lesson.

As for killing, he didn't dare.

"It's against you, do it with me, aren't you afraid of being slapped to death by the deacon in the house?" Tang Xian didn't let it go at all, he knew that if he took a step back, his momentum would be weaker, and the arrogance of this slave would be arrogant.

"You ,,,"

Seeing that Tang Xian didn't give an inch, Wang Xiaoming was empty, and slowly retreated, just staring at Tang Xian with his eyes.

"Hmph, dog slave, if you dare to do it today, I won't survive you tonight, remember, no matter how wasted the master is, he is also your master, a disciple of the clan, not a slave of yours."

Tang Xian pretended to be disdainful, Wang Xiaoming broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, and secretly said that he was obsessed. After all, there is a difference between master and servant, even if it is a waste, it is not something that a slave can handle, and if the deacon knows about it at that time, no matter what, he will not be able to eat well.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, Wang Xiaoming was submissive and no longer spoke.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to say much, but lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and there was no arrogance in the field.

"."

Tang Xian waved his hand casually, and Wang Xiaoming turned his head and left as if he received the amnesty, without entanglement.

As soon as Wang Xiaoming left, Tang Xian sat on the ground, weak.

"If this dog slave persists for a while, I'm afraid I'll be embarrassed today."

"Sure enough, villains are like ghosts, if I give in a little today, I'm afraid there will be no peace in the future."

Tang Xian once read a story in a miscellaneous book, about a martial artist who encountered a ghost while practicing at night, and the ghost showed his body, and asked the martial artist if he was afraid!! The warrior immediately dumbfounded, "Don't be afraid!" ”。 The ghost changed its shape, becoming more and more terrifying, and when he asked the warrior, the warrior was not afraid. Finally, the ghost said, "As long as you admit that you are afraid, I will leave immediately, and I will not pester you." The warrior said loudly, "If you are not afraid, you are not afraid." "In the end, the ghost had no choice but to go.

Later, someone asked the martial artist: "You don't know how to use immortal magic and Taoism, and you can't cure ghosts, why don't you compromise and say that you're afraid?" What if the ghost does rush up? ”

The warrior said, "It is precisely because I can't cure ghosts that I can't be afraid, if I say I'm afraid, as soon as this momentum is weak, he will really pounce." ”

"Insidious and cunning villains are like ghosts."

Tang Xian experienced today's incident, and he thought it was even more so.

The slave Wang Xiaoming just now, the fierce flames, are like ghosts. If I hadn't scared him just now, I was afraid that I would really pounce on him and beat myself up.

"Young master, young master, are you okay?"

Tang Xian collapsed, and Rou'er rushed up, hurriedly helping Tang Xian up, looking anxious.

"It's nothing, what the hell is going on."

Tang Xian's body was just too weak, and he was supported by a breath just now, but now that Wang Xiaoming is gone, Tang Xian is relieved and loses his strength, and then he collapses.

"This..."

Rou'er didn't know where to speak, for fear of making trouble for Tang Xian.

"Be obedient, speak quickly."

"After you fell unconscious, you were directly sent to this Green Willow Village by the mansion master,,," Rou'er was careful in her words, for fear that Tang Xian would not be able to think about it, "Later, I heard about it, so I hurriedly came over to serve the young master, and I didn't bring any belongings from the family." ”

"Later,,, heard that ,,, Seventeenth Master took possession of our house and belongings."

"That Wang Xiaoming treated the young master and asked for money, but I didn't have it, so I kept owing it."

"Until today, the beast has had an attack. If he didn't give money, he wouldn't give the young master medicine. ”

After Rou'er finished speaking, she carefully observed Tang Xian's reaction, and found that there was no imaginary anger, it was still the light breeze in the past, and it seemed that it was just a trivial matter.

"Young Master, that's all our property."

Rou'er reminded cautiously.

"I know."

"Well,,, then why aren't you angry?"

"Why, I'm not angry, you're disappointed."

"Slave, Rou'er doesn't dare."

Fang wanted to talk about slaves, but he was glared at by Tang Xian, and finally changed his words, but the young master couldn't change it.

"You take this jade pendant as it, it's enough to pay back the medicine money of the slave, and the rest is enough for us to live for a while."

Tang Xian took off a piece of jade from his waist, which was rewarded by Tang Zongshan when Tang Xian was in the middle of the day, and it was priceless.

"Young master, Ming'er Rou'er does some odd jobs, so I don't need you to be a jade pendant."

Rou'er knew that Tang Xian loved this jade pendant very much, and she couldn't bear it.

"It's okay, go ahead, these things, we're going to get them back sooner or later."

The tone was weak, but it was categorical, Rou'er was shocked, took the jade pendant, and remained silent.

She knew that the young master would definitely be able to do it.

Rou'er helped Tang Xian back to the room, and then got up to be a jade pendant.

Lin Ran sat cross-legged and continued to comb the meridians.

"Old Seventeen, it's so forbearing."

Tang thought idly.

This old seventeen looks innocent on weekdays, looks scheming, and is quite close to Tang Xian, and often asks Tang Xian to guide his practice. But he didn't want to suffer just now, so the old seventeen couldn't wait to jump out and fall into the well, how could he have the appearance of a loyal brother in the past.

"It's okay, a little bumpy road, but it makes me see through people's hearts."

"I just don't know, what should you do if I make a comeback one day?"

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