Bai Ze took a deep breath, ignored the worried eyes of the little maid, took out Guan Yu's posture of going to the meeting with a single knife, strode into the door of the living room, and said in a dignified manner:

"Fortunately, the donor had a few glasses of wine, and the old man got drunk last night. Looking at the first 500 years and the last 500 years of this world in my dream, I have a deep feeling!"

Of course, the old man did not forget the benefactor's entrustment to find out the benefactor's illness, and after today, the donor will no longer have such troubles. ”

After finishing speaking, Bai Ze pretended to be calm on the surface, but in his heart, he sprayed the blood of the dog scolded by the original dead bald donkey.

In order to pretend to be profound, this guy is obviously eighteen years old like Bai Ze, and he lied that he lived for one hundred and twenty years.

Calling himself an old man, the cowhide blows bigger than the sky, but now he wants Bai Ze to clean up the mess.

Liu Dahu, who was sitting in a king-size chair, was like a puddle of fat on a plate, trying his best to open his eyes covered by grease, and when he heard the news, he slapped the armrest excitedly, shaking the fat all over his body and shaking a few waves.

"I knew that the monk was a master of the world with high mana, and he didn't see him all night, and his forehead looked like an auspicious appearance with unicorn horns!"

"Master, whatever medicinal herbs you need, as long as you can buy them with money, I will find them for you!"

Liu Dahu couldn't stand up, so he could only sit and compliment excitedly.

Bai Ze scolded secretly, the big bag on his head still hurts now, this Liu Dahu really can't open which pot.

However, the net worth and life are all on this outfit, so I can't be half-hearted.

Bai Ze learned from the posture of a master on TV and pretended, stepped forward step by step, touched his bare chin, made a full appearance, and said in his chest:

"I'm not a quack doctor in the mortal world, where can I use any medicinal herbs! All I need is an urn of good wine, the noon sun, and a ten-foot long rope!"

After that, Bai Ze realized that something was wrong, peeked at Liu Yuanwai's figure, hesitated for a moment, and added embarrassedly:

"A long rope is thirty feet, and ten feet is not enough ......"

Liu Yuanwai obviously didn't care how many feet the rope was. When he heard that he had been cured, he was so excited that he wanted to turn the sun to noon at once.

Obviously, whether it is Liu Yuan, who has nothing but money, or Bai Ze, who has nothing, there is no way to make time move forward quickly.

One morning, the two sat in the living room drinking tea and chatting, after Liu Yuanwai relieved the excitement, many years of experience as a landlord, he had seen many liars like a carp crossing the river, and he couldn't help but not trust Bai Ze, who was young in appearance, and inquired about some gods and ghosts.

However, Bai Ze is a young man in the new century who has experienced the baptism of the information explosion, how can he be frightened by this battle, that is knowing everything, and he cannot say enough.

From Huashan on the sword to the top of the Forbidden City, from the fairy sword to the ancient wilderness.

Listening to the dazzling group of people around me, I deeply sighed that it is worthy of being a monk who has lived for more than 120 years, and he has known so many secret stories of rivers and lakes and fairy worlds, which is really eye-opening!

Bai Ze was not proud of his success, seeing that the time was almost up, he didn't give them a chance to react and find faults, and hurriedly shouted that noon had arrived and he could be cured.

When the group arrived at the spacious courtyard, Bai Ze squinted at the hot sun in the sky and said:

"Except for Liu Yuan, if you want to completely eradicate this disease, you only need to lie prone under the sun and tie your hands and feet with ropes. ”

Four or five people were holding fat meat, and Liu Yuanwai, who was sweating profusely after only a few steps, was shocked when he heard this, and said with a wry smile:

"Master, please forgive me for my difficulties. ”

"With my size, under this scorching midday sun, I'm afraid that in less than half an hour, I will have to be roasted into a puddle of oil, and my life is gone!"

After saying that, Liu Yuanwai cautiously looked at Bai Ze's eyes and continued:

"Master, do you see if there is a way not to suffer so much, I would rather spend more money, as much as you want!"

Bai Ze looked at Liu Yuanwai's body shape, and he was also drumming in his heart.

In the original work of Liao Zhai, Liu Yuanwai was roasted under the sun, and the wine jar was put in front of his head to smell it, and the wine worms came out.

But what if Liu Yuanwai didn't get out of the wine worm at all, and was sunburned to death first, then wouldn't I be beheaded directly in the name of murder!

When the interruption continues, it will be chaotic! Bai Ze's heart was ruthless, he flicked his sleeves and turned his back, and said firmly:

"Liu Yuanwai, there is only one way to cure the disease, there is no other way, you can do it yourself!"

Liu Yuanwai was obviously held by the sore foot, and lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

But he thought about it, and he even needed help from others to act, and he kept drinking every day and every moment. I thought of the ridicule of other rich people at him, and the most important thing was that he had no heirs until now, and he couldn't enjoy the pleasure of the boudoir at all!

Liu Yuanwai gritted his teeth fiercely and said angrily:

"Come, help me to lie down on the mat, and tie my hands and feet to make it stronger!"

The servants around you look at me, I look at you, but they didn't dare to disobey, so they had to tie the fat Liu Yuanwai covered in oil under the sun.

In less than a minute, Liu Yuanwai's face was flushed, and there were signs of heat stroke, and he kept urging Bai Ze to hurry up.

Bai Ze took out a pot of Liu Yuanwai's most mellow wine from the room and walked to Liu Yuanwai's head.

At this time, a grandmother suddenly knelt on the ground, begged with a worried face:

"Please also ask the master to heal our master quickly, the old slave must set up an immortal card for the master, kneel down day and night, and pray for the master. ”

Bai Ze was stunned, looking at the servants around him, including the little maid who had been crying all morning, his eyes were full of eager anticipation.

Bai Ze suddenly felt a little unbearable.

Because he not only remembered the content of the story of the wine worm, but also remembered the ending of the story.

After the wine worm was taken out, Liu Yuanwai hated wine like an enemy, his body gradually lost weight, and his family became increasingly poor, and finally he couldn't even eat.

In the morning, it seems that this Liu Yuanwai treats servants well, and he is not a wicked person who beats and scolds people at every turn and treats human life like a mustard.

Bai Ze couldn't help but ask:

"Liu Yuanwai, before treating your illness, Lao Wei wants to remind you of the truth that good and bad depend on each other, if you are cured but you will lose one thing from now on, do you still want to cure the disease?"

Liu Yuan's outer face was about to twist into a twist, and he felt that his throat was dry and thirsty.

But in the dark, he seemed to realize something, and his face became solemn, and he asked:

"Master, does that thing matter to me?"

Bai Ze thought that he only planted half of the field, and he was often spending money hard, and after thinking about it for a while, he said:

"Maybe it doesn't matter to you right now, because you have it at your fingertips. But you may not be able to do it for the future. ”

After Liu Yuanwai smiled bitterly, he said firmly:

"Monk, please help me, I'd rather regret it later than live like this!"

At this point, Bai Ze looked at him certainly, put the wine basin half a foot away from Liu Yuanwai's head, and sat down cross-legged himself, no longer speaking.