Huang Qing was pondering when the shouts of excitement and joy of the samurai came from outside the door.

Overnight, the samurai were all healed.

Huang Qing was infected by the excitement and joy of the samurai and was sincerely happy for them.

Huang Qing walked over and opened the door, and more than a dozen warrior brothers rushed up, and even lifted Huang Qing up, and said in unison, "Good boy, good boy, thanks to you this time, our brother will not die and pick up a life!"

You say, how can we thank you. ”

"Yo, let me go, if you really want to thank me, treat me to a big meal and celebrate your immortality." Huang Qing pounded the shoulders of the samurai brothers, wanting them to put him down quickly.

Huang Qing thought in his heart and secretly mentioned his true qi.

Who knew that Huang Qing was really angry when he mentioned this.

Huang Qing unexpectedly emitted a powerful force that shook the warriors to the ground, and Huang Qing had already flown out of the hands of the warriors.

Huang Qing's continuous flow of powerful true qi like the sun's energy amazed the warriors, and they couldn't come back to their senses after standing there for a while.

Boss Lin had already gotten up and burned five catties of steaks, brought five roast chickens, and ten catties of good wine just came in from outside.

Seeing the huge energy that Huang Qing inadvertently burst out, he couldn't help but praise loudly, "Good boy, this kung fu has progressed too fast, like a fairy, with you by your side, you don't have to be afraid of anything." ”

Huang Qing saw that it was his father-in-law, and immediately ran over to take the steak roast chicken in Boss Lin's hand and said, "Alas, father-in-law, your old man is well, your old man is recovering from a serious illness, and he needs to rest well, why did he go shopping so early." ”

"Hehe——, I've been lying in bed for a month, and I've been bored for a long time.

Now that it's good, my mouth is hungry and I want to eat meat, so I ran to buy it.

When everyone is recovering from a serious illness, they all eat more meat to replenish their strength.

We will go back in a day or two, this time has been delayed for too long, and there is no one to ask for the plague silk in the capital, we must transfer it to another place as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a big loss. ”

Boss Lin said and put the wine on the table, took a chicken leg and ate it.

The samurai had been sick for a month and had not eaten a proper meal, and they were panicking.

When I saw the fragrant steak roast chicken, I was so hungry that I drooled, so I rushed up to pull the steak and pull the steak, and the roast chicken grabbed the roast chicken, and ate it a lot.

The samurai asked strangely as he ate, "I said, owner, how did you know that our plague was cured, and you went to buy so many delicious foods early in the morning." ”

"Hehe, you guys' loud voices are like firecrackers, and you can't stop the slightest fart, I've heard your cheers in the room." Boss Lin replied to the samurai slowly while nibbling on the chicken legs.

Huang Qing shared half a chicken leg with a samurai, pondering as he ate.

After eating, Huang Qing proposed to Boss Lin to go around the capital.

Boss Lin happily agreed, so Huang Qing accompanied Boss Lin to walk around the capital for a day, looking at the people in the capital who were exhausted by the plague, it was really miserable.

Officers and soldiers in Beijing were going door-to-door to distribute the medicine for the plague that the new prime minister, Meng Zihao, had dispensed with.

However, on this day, no one was infected with the plague again, and the condition of those who had taken the medicine was brought under control, and the capital regained some vitality.

It was already evening when Huang Qing and Boss Lin returned to the hotel, and Huang Qing suddenly knelt down in front of Boss Lin and asked Boss Lin to donate this batch of silk to those affected by the disaster.

Boss Lin was taken aback at first, Boss Lin is a businessman, and this batch of silk is half of Boss Lin's family property!

After not being able to withstand Huang Qing's persuasion, and Boss Lin also escaped death this time, he also had a different understanding of money, if people don't have health, no matter how much money they have, it's useless!

Donating this is a kind of accumulation.

Boss Lin finally agreed to Huang Qing's request and donated a large amount of silk to the affected people for the samurai to distribute in the capital.

After donating the silk, Boss Lin took Huang Qing and the warriors back to Chengdu silently and began to prepare for the next batch of goods.

The plague in the capital has been controlled, and it has regained its vitality, even the emperor's favorite little concubine.

The emperor couldn't figure out whether this was the credit of Meng Zihao or the black-faced marshal.

Although the emperor was a little dissatisfied with the Taoist priest invited by the black-faced marshal.

But the black-faced marshal explained that the immortals are like this, and there is no fixed number for them to leave if they want to, otherwise how can they be called immortals.

Although the emperor was skeptical in his heart, it was a fact that since the immortal made a ritual, the plague was finally cured.

The emperor was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't think much about it, but rewarded the black-faced marshal.

But to the boy who was born in search of the cloud.

The emperor listened to Mencius Hao's advice and sternly rejected the blackface marshal's request.

The black-faced marshal knew in his heart that the locust spirit had been killed by someone, and there were no bones left, and the important thing was that he didn't know who killed him.

And the emperor broke his promise and refused to search for the boy born in the Yin period.

The black-faced marshal couldn't explain himself to the demon god.

The black-faced marshal was very angry, and when he returned to the mansion, he killed more than a dozen soldiers and took their souls and sent them to the demon god for cultivation.