I looked at him and wasn't going to take it out.

Seeing my attitude, Beilin raised his eyebrows: "Chu Xiyan, you still owe a lot of money to this Shenjun, and now you can't do it?" ”

"What? When did I owe you money? Also a big penny? I asked, staring at him.

"On that day in the villa, the god you killed lost all your belongings." He looked at me and remembered it.

"At that time, I was here to save you, you?" I wanted to scold him for not knowing what to do.

But he raised his hand and slapped me on the head, saying that if he hadn't been there to save me, how could he have been hurt? Why do you need me to save it?

At that time, since I promised to give it back to him, then I had to say what I said.

"Hand it over." He looked at me with a tough attitude.

I bit my lip and scolded this money fan a thousand times in my heart, but in the end I obediently took out the silver ticket.

Beilin looked at the silver ticket and stared at me suspiciously.

"You're going to rob?" He asked, taking the silver ticket.

"It was Sister Yulan who took over a job, and I went to help, but the employer was generous and gave me these rewards." After I finished speaking, I thought of the child.

So, he asked Ming Beilin if he knew how to see yin disease.

Seeing that he nodded slightly, I told Ming Beilin about today's son's situation.

When I said that this boy was born without breath, but seven days later, he was "resurrected", and the face of the Stygian Beilin showed disdain.

"Nonsense." He replied to me lightly.

"It's true, that boy has pale skin and a little cold on his body?" I was about to describe the situation of that son, but his face sank, and his body leaned towards me again.

I hurriedly waved my hand: "Shenjun, I gave you all the money, only two thousand taels." ”

"Cold? You still touched him? The corners of Beilin's mouth sank slightly, and he seemed to be a little angry?

He's so moody, I don't even know how I'm messing with him again.

"It's just a pulse, what can't be touched, don't say so obscene!" I replied.

Beilin glanced at me: "Hmph, you're a girl, be more restrained." ”

"But, how can you see a doctor if you don't take your pulse?" I'm a little helpless.

"Dare to talk back, go and learn to diagnose the pulse of the suspensory filament, and you can also look at the complexion!" What he said was extremely light.

If I had the ability to diagnose the pulse of the suspensory filament, would I still use it to sit here? I went to see a doctor early to earn money.

"Childe, Wanyanzhai has arrived." Outside the curtain, the coachman spoke, and then lifted the curtain of the carriage.

I looked out, and it was just right on the signboard of Ten Thousand Words.

This signboard is portrayed very elegantly, not a boxy plaque, but a hollow Xiangyun root carving, the "Wanyan Zhai" three words, just right engraved in it.

I jumped out of the carriage, and I paid the driver.

"Shenjun, this place is extremely expensive at first glance!" I looked into the "Ten Thousand Words Zhai" and saw that the tables and chairs were all made of yellowed wood.

At that time, I also saw this kind of wood, and people said that it was golden silk nanmu, which was unspeakably expensive.

At the beginning, the family just made a plaque with golden silk nanmu, and now, this ten thousand words are good, and they are directly made into tables and chairs for people to sit.

I can't sit on such a precious piece of wood.