Li Jackdaw's three landed out of thin air, and they were caught off guard and fell together in the foul-smelling garbage heap. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Tianci was startled, hurriedly crawled over and picked up Lin Zhiwei, who was still unconscious, and staggered to a slightly cleaner place not far away.

Li Jackdaw lay on the garbage, and said helplessly: "System, open a one-minute aura infusion, just ten seconds." ”

It took him a mere six points to regain his strength in the blink of an eye, and he also got up from the garbage heap, and picked up the crumpled paper.

Li Jackdaw muttered in his heart: "Old Tang, Old Tang, you are so lucky, you even took me with some good luck." ”

But he didn't know that this paper was first lost by Tang Vinegar Fish in the Yunlai Inn, and then Lan Xia had left Wuyang City early because of the theft of the red dust incense stored in the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as the house is unoccupied, it will naturally be cleaned, and this waste paper full of ghost drawings in the eyes of others will naturally be thrown into the garbage.

All the cause and effect cycles, this paper has come full circle, and in the dark, it can be regarded as returning to the hands of the original owner.

Wang Tianci put Lin Zhiwei lightly against the wall, turned his head to look at Li Jackdaw, who was walking over, knelt down at once, kowtowed three times gratefully, and cried loudly: "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, but there is a need in the future. ”

"No, I'm just saving you by the way, how is Zhiwei now? Why haven't you woken up?"

"I don't know, I'm about to take her to Jishi Hanging Pot Hall to have a look, what do you think?" Wang Tianci unconsciously used an honorific title as he spoke.

"Okay, you carry her on your back, let's get out of here first and see which way we should go?"

"Good. Wang Tianci picked up Lin Zhiwei on his back, followed Li Jackdaw in front, and said suspiciously: "Although I don't know how you did it, sure enough, everything that happened just now was playing that old woman." ”

He said this very firmly, because the real Xuan Realm, Qi luck should be like his Wang family ancestor, straight through the sky, not like Li Jackdaw, although the golden light, the range is still very small.

However, Wang Tianci felt that at Li Jackdaw's age, he was able to do this, which was really very powerful and remarkable, which made him admire and marvel.

"You're so smart that you could see it at a glance. But why did you suddenly call me Master?"

I didn't know, blessed to the soul, so I blurted out. Wang Tianci's eyes were a little evasive and confused at first, and then he said lonely: "I was really desperate at that time, afraid that Zhiwei would have an accident and die because of it, but fortunately you came." ”

"Yes, I'm glad I happened to have something to find Zhiwei today, otherwise she might really have an accident. As he spoke, Li Handaw's footsteps paused, startled, and his heart kept tumbling, and the waves gradually rose.

Why did he suddenly go to Lin Zhiwei today? Of course, it was because he wanted to learn alchemy!

Why did he want to learn alchemy? Of course, it was because he was worried about his disciple, afraid that she would only eat the treasures of heaven and earth, and it would be difficult to digest.

But according to Song Rou'er, she is from 90,000 years later, and if it weren't for her, the original Song Rou'er would have died.

Then Li Jackdaw naturally wouldn't accept her as a disciple, and naturally wouldn't be worried about her disciple, and she would not prepare to learn alchemy on a whim!

If he hadn't gone, would Lin Zhiwei really die because of this?

Li Jackdaw thought of this, but he was not at a loss, but a little happy.

Fortunately, Song Rouer has become his disciple, and fortunately Lin Zhiwei is safe and sound now, as for the rest, he feels that it is no longer important, and he doesn't need to care about it at all.

The three of them had just fallen into the garbage heap, and they were still a little dirty, but in the night, it was not very obvious.

After leaving here and identifying the direction, Li Jackdaw and Wang Tianci, who was carrying Lin Zhiwei on his back, walked side by side to the Jishi Hanging Pot Hall.

It's almost late at night, and although there are no people, Jishi Hanging Pot Hall, as the largest medical hall in Wuyang City, is still brightly lit.

It is also closed at night and can be seen at any time. Of course, the medical hall is not a good hall, you can come, you have to have money.

Yuan Zheng had no money, he was only eight years old, thinly dressed, and he was kneeling outside the door of the hospital at this time, constantly kowtowing, and kept shouting hoarsely: "Please, please, save my sister, please!"

Yuan Wan is Yuan Zheng's sister, she is only three years old, she has a strange disease, her whole body is feverish, the high fever does not go away, the vomiting does not stop, and she can only lie on the ground with clothes next to her brother weakly.

Three years ago, Yuan Zheng's mother died after Yuan Wan, and a year ago, his father, who had not been in good health, also died of illness.

At that time, although Yuan Zheng was only a child, he barely supported himself and his sister by helping others run errands and doing some odd jobs.

Life has always been very hard and difficult, but he did not complain, he was firm and unyielding, he was innocent, and gritted his teeth and persevered.

Until Yuan Wan got a strange disease, he had no money, and he had no choice but to kowtow here, hoping that someone with good Samaritans could save his sister.

He had been stumbling all day, from morning to now, some people pointed and some sighed, but none of them were willing to come to his aid.

He tried to go in and ask for a doctor, but he was kicked out, he had no choice but to continue to kowtow, even though it was late at night and there was no one, he kept kowtowing.

Yuan Wan was in tears on the side, there was a reason why her whole body was in pain, and more because she felt sorry for her brother. But she couldn't move, she didn't even have the strength to speak, so she could only lie on her brother's clothes in self-blame and despair.

When Li Jackdaw was still some distance away from the medical hall, he saw a thin figure kneeling at the door from a distance, constantly kowtowing and crying something

When I walked in, I found that it was a little boy in thin clothes, and beside him there was a girl who was blocked, wrapped in shabby clothes, and looked like she was only about two or three years old.

After Li Jackdaw motioned for Wang Tianci to go in first, he walked directly towards the figure who was still kowtowing.

He felt that what had changed because of Song Rouer was not only Lin Zhiwei, who was rescued, but also these two poor children.

Some things, since they have met, they are fate, and he naturally wants to help.

Yuan Zheng, who was kowtowing, heard the footsteps coming over, and hurriedly moved the direction with his knees, bowed down to the visitor, and said in a dumb voice: "Please, please, can you save my sister! Save her! Please." ”

Li Jackdaw directly picked up the weak girl who was lying next to her and could only look at it weakly, and said in a muffled voice: "Don't knock, enter the Jishi Hanging Pot Hall with me." ”

Yuan Zheng raised his head in disbelief, his forehead was already black, the blood was not stopping, his eyes were even more red and swollen, and his tears had dried up.

He looked at the big brother in front of him gently hugging his sister, and his heart was relieved, and he fainted on the ground. He was cold and sleepy, hungry and tired, with a headache and dizziness, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

Li Jackdaw squatted down and scooped him up, with two children hanging on his body, and entered the gate like this.

"Go, go, get out, who told you to bring the two of them in!