After nightfall, Wang Fu drove the carriage to a forest in the suburbs to wait for the white tiger to lie down.

This guy had obediently and obediently slept on the car eating dried meat along the way, but who knew that when he arrived at the Zhaoting realm, he became restless for some reason, especially when passing by this forest, its originally confused eyes suddenly stared, as if something big had happened, and he couldn't hold back his temperament anymore, jumped out of the carriage, and the white figure disappeared into the forest in a flash.

Wang Fu followed Ran Shaotang's reminder and brought a lot of flavors of jerky, but the guy didn't show up in the middle of the night.

Shaotang said that it is human, and where it is lost, it will come back from there.

Wang Fu glanced at the jerky on the ground, laughed dryly, tied the package diagonally, and threw it into the car.

Animals are animals, how can they understand human nature?

The next day, Ran Shaotang saw Wang Fu, whose eyes were red and listless, knew that he must not have brought back Zhong Jiujiao, and comforted: "Fu Bo don't worry about the little white tiger, it's smart, it probably went somewhere." Ordinary people can't hurt it. In a few days, they will smell and find us. ”

Wang Fu disagreed.

After all, a tiger, even if it is a little spiritual, cannot be as smart as a human.

Shaotang was convinced of it. Animals simply do not speak the human language, and their own intelligence or some advantages are far superior to those of humans. Such as dolphins, such as orangutans. It's just that you don't see any of these animals here.

In Ran Shaotang's cognition, a certain behavior of the end of the nine lies comes from the instinct of animals, maybe it has discovered something interesting.

She wasn't worried about it, it was going to live well anyway.

Unexpectedly, within two days, it carried a person back to itself.

This person happened to be poisoned by the black water delphinium.

As soon as the little white tiger appeared outside the Zhuangzi gate, he almost collapsed the old steward guarding the door in fright.

Fortunately, the dark guard knew this celebrity pet and reported it to Ran Shaotang quickly.

When Ran Shaotang and Wang Fu came out, the poisoned person was already black, and he was almost hanging in the sun.

Ran Shaotang hurriedly stuffed two antidotes and fed them to the man, and quickly cut open his palm, using internal force to urge out the poisonous blood that was about to flow into his heart.

After tossing for almost an hour, the man's face gradually turned from black to white.

Ran Shaotang was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and he thought that if there were a few more of these kinds of poisonous, he would die of exhaustion.

The poison of the black water delphinium, but the sooner the antidote is taken, the faster it works, and there is no need to force the poison to bleed.

Thinking of this, she glared at the troubled little white tiger, and while it was lying there lazily, she directly flicked a chestnut on the word king in its head.

"You're so troublesome. Where did you pick it up? ”

The two big claws of the little white tiger protected his tiger head, and he whimpered, looking at Ran Shaotang who was pretending to be angry very aggrieved.

Ran Shaotang asked Sanqi and Wang Fu to carry the person to another guest room, and asked Sanqi to send someone to take care of it, and when she left, she glanced at the person lying on the bed.

The man was about the same age as herself, with deep eyes and a high nose, and the key was that there was a slightly hideous black mole above the bridge of his nose, which made her feel familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Wang Fu followed Ran Shaotang out, glanced at the little white tiger following behind, and said in his heart, this white tiger is really not ordinary, not only found their foothold, but also saved people.

Ran Shaotang kept frowning.

She couldn't understand why the Poison Immortal Gate wanted to wash its name, why did it repeatedly use the black water delphinium to hurt people's lives?

Isn't this slapping yourself with the soles of your shoes while smearing your own powder?

What the hell does that guy want to do?

Where did this boy come from?

She can understand that the Poison Immortal Sect hurt Wu Wei, could it be that this young man is also from the apricot forest?

Wang Fu saw that Shaotang had been calm, and he didn't know what she was thinking, so he pushed the clever Sanqi over, Sanqi saw his eyes, and immediately understood, thinking that the little boy was in a bad mood not because the Poison Immortal Gate was too arrogant, and he hadn't found a way to restrain them in one fell swoop, maybe if he said his idea, the little boy would be happy.

He grinned and walked to Ran Shaotang's side.

"Little boy, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

Ran Shaotang was speculating on Qiu Wuxi's plan all his thoughts, and suddenly someone asked him to guess the size, and his face immediately darkened.

"Guess if you don't finish the shop again, I'll kick you back to Jingshan tomorrow."

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Wang Fu glanced at Sanqi with sympathy, (lll¬ω¬), and then turned around and quietly threw him down and left.

The fact that the shop went very well, and in less than five days, everything was ready to open.

Ran Shaotang deliberately went to the shop for a turn, looking at the wreaths, paper people, paper money, coffins and other items needed for white things, and stretched out his thumb to Sanqi.

Sanqi looked at the six words "Plug the Immortal Shoucai Store" on the lintel, and secretly wiped a cold sweat in his heart, and finally didn't have to go back to Jingshan.

The coffin shop next to the Poison Immortal Gate Medical Hall was a bold idea that only Ran Shaotang could come up with.

Sanqi really admires his little master.

As long as the business of "Sai Immortals" is good, it proves that the medical skills of the medical hall are poor.

However, when the patient saw the longevity shop next to the medical hall with a paper coffin at the door, he would not want to come here to see a doctor in order to avoid it.

Before the Shoucai store opened, the people from the Poison Immortal Gate next door had already come to theorize.

In broad daylight, the Poison Immortal Gate, who has always wanted to wash his name, can only be civil but not martial in the matter of quarreling with him.

"Whoever is your shopkeeper, come out."

Sanqi walked out with a boy paper man in his arms: "I am, something?" ”

The disciples of the Poison Immortal Sect have always been arrogant, and when they saw that their nostrils were more arrogant than themselves, they were almost amused.

Disciple A poked Sanqi: "I will take all the coffin paper figures at your door to the uncle, don't be an eyesore outside." ”

Sanqi turned sideways to dodge, and replied unceremoniously: "Whose eyes are in the way?" Everyone opens the door to do business, I can put it wherever I want, and I don't put it in your house, why do you care about me? Who are you? Unreasonable? Is it true to bully honest people? ”

He stood on the street and shouted like this, which immediately attracted pedestrians.

From ancient times to the present, ordinary people love to watch the excitement the most.

Disciple B saw that more and more people were gathering, and remembered the words of the door master, he must not let the people think that the Poison Immortal Gate was a bully or an evil demon, and he had to be on par with the other families in Xinglin in his life.

Otherwise, heavy penalties are imposed.

The heavy punishment of the door owner is not affordable by ordinary people.

It is to be pulled into the secret room as a medicine man.

Thinking of this, disciple B pulled disciple A to rest and calm people.

Disciple A also wanted to show his majesty, and Disciple B pulled him back to the infirmary, and whispered to the avoider: "Just deal with this little matter at night." During the day, many people watched, don't forget the owner's instructions. ”

Only then did Disciple A forcibly suppress a breath of evil anger in his heart.

He really couldn't understand why the enemy sect master wanted to set these rules to restrict the words and deeds of the disciples of the Poison Immortal Sect.

He still misses the days when the Lord of the Ning Sect was in power, and the disciples in the sect could run rampant in Kyushu.