"My lord, let's quit first."

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It's like they wanted to treat Wang Yuan before, but now it's Liu Er and themselves.

"Master, the room has been tidied up.."

With the sound of footsteps, after the shopkeeper ran down from the second floor, he looked down at Chen Peng, and he also tidied up a good guest room.

Not only that, but the bed mattress is all new, high-quality fabric.

This is what he bought a year ago, and he stored it in a valuable cloth box, and he didn't want to use it.

But after he looked at the scene of Chen Peng's murder before, compared to his own life, this time his heart was painful.

"The person in front of me can't be offended, I didn't see Liu Er and the others say kill it, and the one who dies is called a fast word!"

Thinking in his heart, when he suddenly felt blurred in front of him, he subconsciously wiped a handful of hot sweat or cold sweat with his hand, and after his face was flattering, he bent over and drooped his arms, waiting for the next command of the master in front of him.

"You go to a doctor for treatment, and I'll pay for it."

Chen Peng looked at the shopkeeper with a stunned face, and pointed to Wang Yuan, who had completely fainted on the ground.

He is just an ordinary person now, and without the blessing of aura, there is really no herb that is effective against Wang Yuan's external and internal injuries.

"This man's injuries are a bit severe." Chen Peng glanced at Wang Yuan.

I saw that none of Wang Yuan's body was intact, his eyes seemed to be blind, and black and red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's to save him!"

And after the shopkeeper heard Chen Peng's order, his heart suddenly burst, and after combining everything that happened before because of Wang Yuan, the cold sweat on his forehead left out.

"Sure enough, this master wanted to protect Wang Yuan before, otherwise now that the matter is over, he will directly let me take money for treatment, how can he give me money?"

The shopkeeper thought in his heart, and after seeing Chen Peng handing over the money, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Master, you don't need to spend more money!"

The shopkeeper said, his heart was bright.

He already knew that Wang Yuan would follow this master in the future, he had already lost his luck, and the future was unlimited, and it was too late for him to stutter back, how could he care about this little money.

So, I saw the shopkeeper take off his coat, lean over and pick up Wang Yuan, looked at Chen Pengsheng and said with tears in his eyes: "After all, Wang Yuan has been with the villain for ten years, how can the little one bear it."

The shopkeeper's words were full of remorse, and his words were extremely touching, as if he had died of his loved ones.

"Hurry up."

Chen Peng smiled when he heard this, waved his hand to interrupt the shopkeeper's remaining words, and walked towards the room on the second floor.

"Yes, yes! The little ones are going.." The shopkeeper hurriedly responded and ran towards the city outside the store with Wang Yuan on his back, and the kung fu of stepping a few steps was more than ten meters away.

It can be seen from here that the shopkeeper's kung fu is not weak, carrying a person on his back, and walking like a fly.

But the more people who know martial arts, the more they know the horror of that scene in the inn.

Similarly, the shopkeeper was frightened by Chen Peng.

"Killing people with water beads, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for the old Zhang seniors in the martial arts who are called living immortals to do it."

The shopkeeper ran around the street, glanced at Wang Yuanshi who was carrying behind him, and sighed with jealousy and envy: "I don't know if he is a chance or a fairy.."

..

Eventually, Wang Yuan was sent to a hospital in the city.

The injuries were severe, but not fatal.

And after the shopkeeper's big donation, the doctors took out the best herbs and carefully treated them, Wang Yuan stopped his injuries in an afternoon, his face returned to blood, and gradually improved.

"The little one wants to go and worship the grateful."

When it was nearly night, after Wang Yuan woke up in the medical hall, he pulled the shopkeeper who saw him waking up and was about to leave.

He had already heard the shopkeeper say the matter, and he didn't want anything more now than to thank him in person.

"It was that generous guest who saved me.."

Wang Yuan lay on the back of the shopkeeper and looked at the bustling night market, one of his eyes was blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

But he was not sad or hopeless, only the excitement of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

After all, in a world where life is like a mustard, it would be good for a small person like him to be able to pick up a life in the hands of power, so what else can he ask for now.

If there is, he is only thinking about how to repay Chen Peng for saving his life now.

"I don't know if the benefactor will be happy.." Wang Yuan looked at the inn that was getting closer and closer, and he had already made a definition in his heart.

The little man has the idea of the little man, and he has already thought about how to repay it in his heart.

..

At night.

The inn was full of friends, everyone ordered food and wine, and there was a large group of people around the door, noisy and noisy.

But in the corridor of the guest room on the second floor, there was a person who knocked on the door with trepidation.

"Da-da."

With a knock on the door.

"Enter." In the room, Chen Peng, who was meditating on the bed, opened his eyes.

"Master, the villain can't be repaid.."

The door opened from the outside, and when Wang Yuan entered the room, he fell to his knees, holding bloodshot pieces of gold and silver and strings of copper coins in his hands.

This is the solution he has come up with, and it is also the hope of his entire savings for ten years, and his future livelihood.

"I don't know if the benefactor doesn't like it." Wang Yuangao held the money in his hand and was apprehensive.

In his mind, the master must not care about ordinary money, but he only has these to repay his kindness.

After thinking about it, I took it out from under the bed and found the guest room on the second floor.

"You give me money, what will you do in the future?"

Chen Peng stepped down from the bed and sat at the table, when he saw Wang Yuan's godless eyes, full of blood, and he was completely blind.

For such a world, without kung fu and without a single skill, he is basically no different from waiting for death.

"The shopkeeper also asked me to work with him, saying that he would find me an easy job.." Wang Yuan said and lowered his head again.

He knew that all this was because of the benefactor in front of him, but he didn't want to trouble his benefactor again because of his own affairs, so he simply didn't say anything.

"It's a bit gritty."

Chen Peng smiled when he saw it, then stood up, and said in Wang Yuan's puzzled and stunned expression: "I have a question, if you have a wish, do you want to be rich and rich for the rest of your life, or do you want to learn some martial arts?"

After the words fell, Chen Peng took out a gold ingot and a dagger left behind by Zhao He when he died.

The gold is the Jianchao, the dagger is the Kaipai, Chen Peng has decided to help him, and at this time he wants him to choose by himself.

"Rich... Martial arts.." But Wang Yuan looked at Chen Pengjian, but his tone was hesitant.

He knew that the master in front of him was rich, otherwise he would not have taken out a gold ingot at will.

And on the way back, through the words of the shopkeeper, he also knew that this master may still have great ability.

"But the master gave me money, but I have no force to repay, so it's better to learn some martial arts.."

Wang Yuan looked at the dagger on the table, thought in his heart, and knocked on the table.

"Villain Wang Yuan, I want to learn martial arts.."

The gauze bandaged on his body cracked and oozed blood, but he didn't care, quietly waiting for the master in front of him.

But after Chen Peng heard Wang Yuanbao's name, he didn't know what to think, and suddenly realized in his heart.

"Martial arts.. Wang Yuan. ”

Qianyuan, Qianyuan.

The last word of Wang Yuan takes the yuan, which is the tail word of Qianyuan.

And the Book of Changes once said, Dazai Qianyuan, to Zai Qianyuan, Qian is one of the eight trigrams, meaning heaven, Yuan is the head of the immortal family, meaning hexagram.

Later, in the period of combining the flood and famine, Hongjun Taoist ancestor once had a disciple, called the Yuan Shi Tianzun, which was the beginning of Taoism to educate the common people.

"The beginning, the beginning, isn't it the beginning of the beginning, the beginning of the origin of immortal arts.."

Chen Peng smiled and looked at Wang Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground.

"And now Wang Yuan worships under my seat, like the flood of the wilderness Hongjun to ignite the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and educate the common people, which is the beginning of the Yuan Dao Immortal Technique."