The patient also smiled after hearing this, but his face did not show any worry:

"If the Bagdai shaman can't be cured, then my Shan Qingquan's qi is exhausted, and I can't complain about others."

Bagh reached out and untied the cloth bag, and laid the contents neatly on the bed: there was a strangely shaped oil lamp, some strangely shaped clothing, a few delicate porcelain bottles, and a very striking bone rattle:

"Now the people of Fengjing don't believe in us shamans. If there is a minor illness or disaster in the common people's family, they will resist it themselves; The rich and noble families have already converted to the one in Beiyanlang. In the final analysis, it is still to blame the successor shaman Lin for worrying. I don't know what Li Xuanyu thinks, it's really ............ to pass on the position of the great shaman to such a girl who doesn't know anything."

This Bagh kept chattering about things in shamanism, and Shan Qingquan did quickly interrupt:

"Rest assured, the prime minister has never reversed what he promised personally. As for the things in your shamanism, it is really inconvenient for me as an outsider to listen to it, and I am suspected of blasphemy. ”

Bagh sighed and did the work at hand, but his mouth was still idle:

"Suspicion of blasphemy? Nowadays, except for those pious and simple mountain villagers, who else believes in shamans among the eunuchs and wealthy merchants? I know that everyone thinks that the old man is a villain who is greedy for power. But if you think about it carefully, I am now in my old age, even if I really replace Lin Siwei, how many days can I enjoy? Forget it, when people get old, they are easy to become nagging, don't talk about it, it's the right thing to treat your injuries first. ”

When Shan Qingquan heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. He struggled to take off his underwear, only to see a black purple on his back, extending from his neck to his waist, which looked extremely penetrating.

Bagh reached out and pushed open the window, squinting in the sunlight to take a closer look at the injury. After a long while, he asked Shan Qingquan: "Your clothes, don't fade, right?" ”

Shan Qingquan swallowed the blood that was angry in his mouth and shook his head:

"I was injured by the sword of the beggar god Wu Chengfeng, and when I dodged his backhand knife that was draped in stars and moons, my body was slow."

Bagh nodded, turned back and put on his sacrificial robe, and still chattered:

"Lao Wu, that man, just don't believe in evil. are so old, and they are always working hard with some future generations. It doesn't matter if this knife is used, he has those internal injuries and hidden diseases, I am afraid that he will come to him together to catch up. ”

"His apprentice is the stillborn child rescued by Li Xuanyu, and he was raised by Lin Siwei since he was a child, so he doesn't have to worry if he is injured."

Shan Qingquan was a little annoyed by his chatter, and said casually.

"Lin Siwei is worried about those evil crooked ways, can they compare with our serious things? For thousands of years, our shamans have been in the same lineage, and when there were no Langzhong in Beiyan before, how did we Youbei people survive? You young people just forget your roots! ”

Bag, who was already neatly crowned, said angrily. Shan Qingquan was about to reply, but saw Bagge stretch out a slap towards him, so he had to swallow the words back.

"Shan Qingquan, you dead eunuch!"

At this time, Bagh was standing sideways on the side of the bed, and his two hands were placed on Shan Qingquan's chest and back. As soon as these heart-wrenching words came out, Shan Qingquan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his anger went straight to the heavenly spirit cover, and he was just about to open his mouth to scold "Old Wang Ba", but he was slapped by Bagh at the same time in front of and behind his body......

"Poof"

A mouthful of slightly viscous black blood spit out, and Shan Qingquan fainted. Bagh lit the oil lamp first, and then opened the porcelain bottles, which were filled with blood from nowhere. Ba Ge stretched out his hand to dip it in blood, and painted strange symbols and graphics on the unconscious Shan Qingquan's body; He smeared the last bit of blood on his face, buckled the mask of the mountain ghost, reached out and picked up the bone bell, and danced the sacrificial dance of the same lineage as the shaman.

At the same time, Wujiang Ke, who was sitting downstairs drinking tea, was choked by the dust that kept falling upstairs and coughed. The people around them didn't seem to hear the rattle and footsteps coming from upstairs, and continued to do what they were doing.

Inside the Prime Minister's Mansion

Li Le'an, the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion who caused a lot of trouble and didn't know it, was like a monkey at this time, dragging her father Li Deng's arm, begging to be coquettish:

"Father, there are so many shops in our house, why don't I want to borrow one?"

Li Deng pretended to be angry and glared at this daughter and said:

"Now that you are past the end of your life, it is time for you to get married. But since you say you don't want to, the father will follow your little nature. But now it's good, you actually asked your father for a shop, and what kind of hospital do you want to open? This unmarried girl, let's not mention it for the time being; Let me ask you, have you ever raised any living creatures? From sables to cranes, from snow rabbits to Merlots, if we open a meat stall, we don't need to find hunters to buy goods! If it's just some exotic beasts, now you actually say you want to practice medicine? For the Father, tell you, even if you want to kill someone for fun, you are not allowed to use such cruel methods. ”

Li Le'an was angry and annoyed, and his face turned crimson by Li Deng, and he stomped his feet vigorously:

"What do you say! I didn't mean to raise those animals to die! I'm also a real apprentice who has studied medicine, and I can already hang a pot to help the world! I don't care! I just want a shop! If you don't give it, the next time my mother gives me a dream, I will say that you run to the Qinglou all day long, and you have several concubines! ”

Li Deng was also glared at by the angry blowing of his beard by these words, and pointed at Li Le'an, who was a scoundrel and said:

"I might as well tell you clearly! As long as you live as a father, don't think about opening a medical clinic before you get married! If you use your mother to threaten again, I will enter the palace immediately for my father, and I will inherit your marriage with Yan Chongwu, the commander of the Flying Bear Army, and it will be so hard to shirk in front of the emperor! ”

As soon as Li Le'an heard the words 'Yan Chongwu', his whole attitude instantly softened:

"Daddy, daddy, are you really willing to let your daughter marry that black bear? Then let's take a step back, if you can help your daughter completely reject this marriage, then my daughter will not go anywhere, and obediently serve your father at home, okay? ”

After Li Le'an finished begging for mercy, Xiaoyuan's face had a look of resignation, puffed out his cheeks and pouted, and there were still tears shining in Qiushui's eyes. With this pitiful appearance, Li Deng's heart was weak for a while, so he had to wave his hand and say impatiently:

"Let's go back to the room, let my father think about it."

After listening to this, Li Le'an stood up squirmingly, and walked out of the study in three steps and one turn. Li Deng looked at his daughter's curly back, shook his head with a wry smile, and turned back to the smiling housekeeper Li Fu:

"Do you know which shop the young lady wants?"

Li Fu looked at him slightly, but still replied with a smile:

"Eighty percent is on Hezhong Street, the one on the right side of Huinan Qianzhuang. Three in and three out, the one in the front and the back house. ”

Li Deng also laughed out loud after hearing this, and pointed to the direction in which Li Le'an left with a smile:

"It's worthy of my Li family, and I asked for the most expensive one when I opened my mouth. That's it, Li Fu, when you have time, go and see the house, if there is no big problem, let's vacate it first. ”

At this time, under the east gate of Fengjing City, there were several people standing.

The leader was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, dressed in the clothes of a moon white man, and a ruler fan in his hand gently slapped his palms; Behind him were two teenagers: one dressed in coarse linen, with ordinary facial features and figure, only a pair of eyes on his face, which were exceptionally dark and bright; The other is also dressed as a student, but with a little more arrogance on his face. These three teenagers of the same age are Shen Gui, Fourteen, and Fu Yi who returned to Fengjing City again.

In the attic on the second floor of the Beiquan Tea House, Shan Qingquan, who was injured by the old beggar Wu Chengfeng, has woken up leisurely. Bag, who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep at the table, spoke at this time:

"I've already set your soul for you, and it's almost neat to rest for another half a year. In addition, in return, I hope that the prime minister will hand over to me the shop on the street in the river, and I want to use it to build the first shaman temple on Youbei 3rd Road. ”