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The cold wind from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau blew into such a small ancient city.

This year's spring seems to be colder for many people than in previous years, so much so that many people believe that this year's spring planting date may be a little later than in previous years.

Zhao Chunliang stood by the window of the Gucheng Airport.

It was very warm in the airport, and there was no cold outside.

Pu Jia stood behind Zhao Chunliang, and seemed to be a shadow of Zhao Chunliang.

However, judging from the appearance, Pu Jia is too good to see Zhao Chun, such a shadow is obviously not suitable for Zhao Chunliang such a sling.

Of course, this is what Zhao Chunliang thinks of himself, and it is estimated that no one in the world except Zhao Chunliang himself has the qualifications to say that Zhao Chunliang is a sling.

Lian Ping sat in his position, a little cramped and uneasy, he was carrying a pottery jar that looked a little old in his arms, and what was in the jar was the antidote to the half-step poison that he had refined according to the prescription given by Pu Jia in the past few days.

Although this is just an antidote, for Lian Ping, this is the hope of his master's life.

"Are you thinking about things?" Pu Jia asked suddenly.

Zhao Chunliang looked at the round of tomorrow in the sky and said, "I always feel that there are some things entangled in my heart, but I don't know what those things are. ”

"I remember that there is a saying outside of you, that there is nothing in the world, and mediocrity disturbs itself." Pu Jia said with a smile.

"Are you saying I'm a philistine?" Zhao Chunliang smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe I'm really not smart enough, if I were to be my father, I guess I would have already untied all those things that were entangled in my heart." ”

"But sometimes, being a mediocre person is far more difficult than being a smart person, what we see, think, think, and ask for, so that we have to rack our brains to face it, and mediocrity has never had such troubles, so I think that mediocrity is actually praising people." Pu Jia said.

"There is some truth to that." Zhao Chunliang nodded and looked at his watch.

The time should be almost up.

"Young master, the plane is ready." Mu Yunqing trotted in front of Zhao Chunliang and said, "I make my own decision, let you take the private jet I bought last year, the space is much larger than my father's, and it is comfortable to sit on, there are bars, gyms, saunas, everything." ”

"You'll enjoy it." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile, "But no matter what, I have to thank you for your help in the past few days, if you have time, go to the capital to find me, I will entertain you." ”

"Young Master, is what you said true?" Mu Yunqing asked in surprise.

"Of course, can I lie to you?" Zhao Chunliang smiled and said, "It just so happens that I have some friends in the capital, all of whom are young people, let's play together and have fun." ”

"That's great, but, boss, can I have a request?" Mu Yunqing asked.

"What request?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"I want to bring a few friends in, of course, none of these friends are an eyesore, they all worship you just like me, and their father, or their family, is helping you and your father do things, so..." Mu Yunqing rubbed his hands a little crampedly.

"It's okay, let's come together." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile, "Three people are also playing, and five people are also playing, not to mention their own people, don't say it, I'll go first, I'll see you in the capital when you go back, but remember to call me before you come, I don't necessarily have to be in the capital." ”

"Well, I understand, young master, you go all the way slowly!"

"Hmm!"

Passing through a long passage, Zhao Chunliang came directly to Mu Yunqing's private jet.

Pu Jia looked up curiously at the Big Mac in front of her, she had never seen an airplane, and she didn't understand why this thing could fly into the sky.

Zhao Chunliang took Pu Jia and Lian Ping on the plane together, and the people on the plane had already been explained by Mu Yunqing, and they were very respectful to Zhao Chunliang and others.

It didn't take long for the plane to start flying on the slipway.

Pu Jia sat on the chair, her hands tightly grasped on the armrests of the chair, her face nervous.

For a person like her, who has never seen an airplane, taking a plane is tantamount to a big adventure, although she has a calm and steady personality, but when she encounters this big adventure, it is also a bit of a disgrace.

"Don't worry, this thing is big and stable, and it's a little bumpy when it takes off." Zhao Chunliang smiled and said with relief.

"Hmm!" Pu Jia nodded, feeling a little more relaxed.

It didn't take long for the plane to finally take off.

The plane, which was valued at least nine figures or more, roared to Wenshi, Lingnan.

Wen City, located in the Lingnan region, has been a prosperous place of commerce and trade since ancient times, and Lian Ping and his master fled to such a place.

Zhao Chunliang asked Lian Ping why the people from the Medicine King Valley would hunt down and kill his master, but Lian Ping never answered.

He only knew that suddenly one day his master rushed into his room, and then escaped from the Medicine King Valley with him, this way escape was very difficult, the master was even poisoned, and finally escaped the pursuit of the Medicine King Valley, and they settled in Wen City.

The plane landed smoothly at the airport in Wen.

Zhao Chunliang walked off the plane with Pu Jia, whose face was pale again because of landing.

There was already a car with a Wenshi license plate waiting on the tarmac of the airport, the license plate of this car is not abnormal, but the Wenzhou Chamber of Commerce logo on the window is very conspicuous.

The Wen Chamber of Commerce, a very influential chamber of commerce in the world, is said to have existed in ancient times and has continued to the present, and its historical heritage is not lost to the Daomen at all.

"Young Master!" A middle-aged man stood respectfully beside the car and smiled at Zhao Chunliang and bent down.

If someone from the Wen Chamber of Commerce was here, they would definitely be scared to death by this middle-aged man's actions.

You must know that in the entire Wen Chamber of Commerce, this middle-aged man is second only to the president, and he is also the richest man in the entire Wen Chamber of Commerce.

Such a person, even the president of the Wen Chamber of Commerce was not qualified to make him bend over, but now he bent down in front of a young man.

"Uncle Xiang!" Zhao Chunliang said hello with a smile on his face, this person in front of him also belongs to the kind of person who has to run to Zhao's house during the New Year's holidays, Zhao Chunliang has met this person this year, so he still remembers him.

"Just call me Xiangyun." The middle-aged man opened the car door with a smile and said, "I have prepared the hotel, and many of the Zhao family's stewards in our Wen Chamber of Commerce have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Don't worry." Zhao Chunliang said, "You take us to the road of loyalty and filial piety." ”

"Loyalty and filial piety? Master, that's not a good place. Uncle Xiang asked curiously, "With your identity, how could you go to that kind of place?" ”

"What's wrong with that place?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"It's a combination of urban and rural areas, the environment is not very good, and the people living in it are not very friendly." The middle-aged man said.

"That's fine." Zhao Chunliang smiled and said, "We're going to find someone, not to make trouble, Uncle Xiang, just drive us there." ”

"Okay." Uncle Xiang nodded and said, "Then please ask the young master to get in the car." ”

Zhao Chunliang and Pu Jia Lianping sat in the car together, and then went to Zhongxiao Road together.

It didn't take long for the Maybach, worth about 20 million, to stop at the entrance of a commissary on Zhongxiao Road.

Zhao Chunliang got out of the car, looked left and right, and found that the environment was really not good, the road on the ground gave Zhao Chunliang a feeling of crossing into the slums of Samba country, not far from Zhao Chunliang and others, there was a group of young people with dyed hair of various colors who were smoking while looking at Zhao Chunliang's side, when those people saw Pu Jia, they were obviously startled by Pu Jia, and then whistled frantically at Pu Jia.

Zhao Chunliang smiled, ignored the gangsters, and walked into a tube building in front of him under the leadership of Lian Ping.

"We live on the second floor." Lian Ping said as he took Zhao Chunliang to the second floor.

"What the hell are you bastards with mothers and no mothers, what the hell are you cooking, every building smells, you bastard!!"

As soon as Zhao Chunliang's head came out of the staircase on the second floor, he heard a woman's scolding.

No one responded to the woman, and the woman continued to scream.

Lian Ping seemed to be accustomed to all this, and he led Zhao Chunliang to a closed door not far away.

Zhao Chunliang frowned slightly, and there was a very unstable smell on the entire walkway, a bit like something rotten, and a bit like the smell of stinky feet.

Lian Ping came to the door with the house number 209 written on it, patted the door vigorously, and shouted, "Master, I'm back, I've brought you back the antidote." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough, cough!"

There was a violent cough from behind the door, and then the door creaked open from inside.

As soon as the door was pushed open, suddenly a basin of water fell upstairs with a thud.

"Give me death!" Upstairs came the smug scolding of the woman from before.

Lian Ping hurriedly hid to the side, and the water that fell from the upper floor fell to the ground and splashed to the side, thanks to Zhao Chunliang and Pu Jia standing farther away, otherwise the water would have to splash on his feet.

"Ba Po, I'll kill you one day sooner or later!" A grim voice came from behind the door, and then a middle-aged man walked in slowly from outside the door with a cane.

"Master!!" As soon as Lian Ping saw this person, he immediately shouted excitedly.

"Ping'er, you're back!" The middle-aged man sighed, then looked at Zhao Chunliang, raised the corners of his eyebrows, and said, "It's a congenital master." ”

"Master, they are my friends and our benefactors!" Lian Ping said excitedly, "We brought you back the antidote." ”

"Really?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise.

"Yes, that's it!" Lian Ping handed the clay pot to the middle-aged man and said, "Although we didn't catch Wuwang Gu, there are other antidotes from Shanmiao, and I brought them back for you." ”

"Didn't follow my recipe?" The middle-aged man's face darkened and he said, "Then why are you coming back?" ”