Li Qinghou didn't know why he returned to Sanhe Town.

He knew he might be doomed.

The injuries in his body were only because of Qin Dongnan's finger.

It was in the place where Chen stayed, Qin Dongnan didn't dare to make a move with all his strength, the two sides were thousands of feet apart, Qin Dongnan looked at him from afar, and tapped it with his hand.

Just a moment.

If he hadn't blocked it with the bell in his arms, Li Qinghou would have died long ago.

Even so, he was also a cultivator who was nine out of ten, and he could only rely on Qindongnan's fear of the Dangkou army, constantly shuttling through the downtown area, dressing up in disguise, and changing his appearance, which made it to Sanhe Town.

He didn't know why he was back here.

He had a premonition that he would die at the hands of Qin Dongnan.

Niu Er looked at him in disbelief, his face was much younger than at the beginning, and it could almost be regarded as rejuvenation.

Obviously, Li Qinghou practiced ...... It worked.

Immediately, he saw Li Qinghou's empty sleeve again.

Li Qinghou was silent.

Niu Er said tentatively again, "Old ...... Sir?"

Li Qinghou finally opened his mouth.

Niu came to Li Mansion to work as a long-term worker when he was twenty-eight years old, and he has been doing it for fifteen years, and now thirty years have passed, and Li Qinghou is still Li Qinghou.

Niu Er, sideburns have stars also.

"Sir...... You...... Why are you back again?"

Niu has been in the second year of the sixtieth year, and he has dealt with people for half his life, so he knows what he can and can't say.

He was very interested in not extracting Li Qinghou's broken arm.

Li Qinghou squeezed out a smile and took a deep breath, "Go back to the place where the dream began, take a look, and take a walk." ”

Dreams, for people of Li Qinghou and Niu Er's age, are actually mostly a luxury.

But for him, these 30 years are indeed like a dream.

The world is a big dream.

"That old man...... You are now an immortal, you are back...... Do you still practice?"

"Practice?" Li Qinghou muttered to himself, "Do I still practice?"

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Li Qinghou does not have Sanhe Town.

Because he didn't know exactly where he was going.

To the cultivators, the sect is like the family and the country are to the layman.

Niu Er temporarily settled Li Qinghou, and in this pawn shop, he was a sweeper under him.

Niu Er handed the broom to Li Qinghou and said, "The owner is a very stingy person, and the guys call him Zhou Papi behind his back, but he is just a trick on his lips, just stingy, and his heart is not bad." Master, you have been wronged for a while, and then you will settle here, I will give you ten cents a month, this is already the highest salary I can offer, and I will not agree to it if I have more weeks. ”

"The salary is over, and the wealth is just a passing cloud for me now. But you're taking me in now, once ...

Li Qinghou took the broom, but suddenly stopped halfway through his speech and looked at Niu Er.

He had no intention of going on, or on the run.

To the north, it is the northernmost part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where hundreds of thousands of stubborn armorers and several powerful people with advanced cultivation are seated.

No matter what kind of jackal, tiger and leopard you are, you have to be safe and secure in the town of Three Rivers.

Back then, Chang Xiuming injured mortals in Sanhe Town, and that was because the realm was too low, and this kind of small fish and shrimp-like cultivator, Pingdingjun naturally didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Niu Er was silent for a moment, and then smiled, "Master, I am fifty-eight years old this year, and my grandson is also six years old. The immortals are all people who ride the clouds, and they will not be angry with us and other ordinary people. Besides, if it weren't for you, master, I would have starved to death on the streets. ”

Soaring through the clouds......

Li Qinghou has practiced for thirty years, but he can't do it.

That's a privilege that only practitioners above the realm of oneness have. ”

He said, "I can teach your grandson how to practice." ”

The afterglow of Niu Er's eyes swept over Li Qinghou's broken arm, and he said softly, "No...... He...... Just let him be a flat-headed commoner, wouldn't it be good!"

Li Qinghou nodded, "Okay, it's good, ordinary is a blessing." ”

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Li Qinghou temporarily stayed in the pawn shop.

He is a person in this house that once belonged to him, and it is inevitable that he will have a sense of vicissitudes.

Nothing has changed, but the ten wen wages that Niu Er promised him were reduced to five wen by Zhou Papi.

Niu Er said that he was the shopkeeper, but in fact he was also the bookkeeper, and he was also in charge of bookkeeping and filling in the gaps. It's just that every morning, Zhou Papi will come to check the accounts once, as if if he doesn't come for a day, his family property will be eaten by Niu Er.

Today is the thirteenth day that Li Qinghou has come to Sanhe Town.

Qin Dongnan had not yet appeared in Sanhe Town, but Li Qinghou knew that the other party would not give up so easily, because he had taken his bell.

Bells are a good thing, but they're not a good thing.

He can take the agility and walk into the camp of the Dangkou Army to expose the actions of the Nine Shadows Sect and Qin Dongnan.

But Li Qinghou didn't do that.

He didn't know why he didn't do this, this was the best, fastest, most direct and effective way to avenge Kejingu.

Zhou Papi glanced at Li Qinghou, and said with some disgust, "You can't do the work? You can't see the dust there? You have a broken hand, is it possible that your eyes are also blind? Can you be neat with your hands and feet?

Niu Er stood aside, not daring to say anything, but kept signaling Li Qinghou with his eyes.

Zhou Papi walked to the counter, fiddled with the abacus, but said in his mouth, "That's good, you can't do much work, and you don't need to eat so many things, next month's money will be counted as three cents." ”

Niu Er hurriedly said, "The owner, Lao Li ...... him"

Li Qinghou grabbed ahead of Niu Er and said,

"Xie Dongjia. ”

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Zhou Papi is actually not a bad person.

Just a very stingy person.

He was naturally too lazy to pick and choose with Li Qinghou, if Li Qinghou didn't want to be paid.

The day after the salary was reduced to three yuan, Li Qinghou did a lot of work.

Zhou Paopi soon discovered Li Qinghou's advantages, he worked strangely, had great strength, and was not greedy for wages.

Just like when Steward Li discovered Xu Lai's advantages.

It didn't take long for the other subordinates in the pawnshop to be dismissed by Zhou Papi, because with Li Qinghou, there was really no need for other subordinates.

Sometimes Zhou Papi looked at Li Qinghou, who had a broken arm, and felt less disgusted in his heart, at least he was very neat at work.

Occasionally, Li Qinghou would look into the distance, which was the imperial city. He would also think about the young man who had led him to embark on the path of cultivation back then, and what kind of state he had reached now.

No matter what the situation, he is still the pride of the sky, after all, he is the son of His Majesty.

Li Qinghou thinks about it like this, the speed in his hands will be faster, this huge house, it usually takes more than an hour for ordinary people to clean it, but in Li Qinghou's hands, it often only takes half an hour of effort.

And so the days passed.

Zhou Papi no longer picked Li Qinghou's thorns, because Li Qinghou's salary was reduced to a penny by him.

If you don't even give a penny, you can't even find a place to pick a penny, even Zhou Papi, who is used to peeling, feels a little unreasonable.

Li Qinghou didn't say anything, it was still the sentence "Xie Dongjia", as if he could only say this sentence, just like Xu Lai back then, there were always only four words in his mouth: Xie Li was in charge.

Zhou Papi began to be satisfied with Li Qinghou and felt that this person was very good. can bear hardships and stand hard work, and be honest, although he has a broken arm.

This morning, as soon as Zhou Papi came to the pawn shop, he found that Li Qinghou had already finished all the work, and it was only dawn at this time.

Zhou Papi glanced at Li Qinghou, except for the broken arm, how to see how satisfied.

He said, "Have you ever been married?"

Hearing this, Li Qinghou felt a little complicated in his heart.

He took a deep breath.

Without waiting for him to answer, Zhou Papi said, "You are a beggar, I think you have never married a wife, the old man has a niece and granddaughter, but he is just ordinary in appearance, but he is good at ordinary needlework, and he also recognizes some big characters, which is just the right match for you." Thinking that you are honest, the old man will tell you about this family business, what do you think?"

Li Qinghou was silent.

Many years passed in his mind, and the scenes of the past thirty years were ethereal and illusory, like a dream.

It's too much of a resemblance.

Everything is too similar.

But he is just an ordinary person after all, he is not the son of the emperor.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Honest?