Chapter Eighty-Nine: Little Spirit Heals
"Pavilion master, since Qiu Zi has no salary here, then this job will not be done from now on, Qiu Zi girl will not do this work from now on, just now she helped me a lot, it just so happened that my house is lacking a housekeeper, Qiu Zi said that she will follow me. ”
Zhang Mojun said, seeing that the women's pavilion owner did not react, his eyes glared, "What? Pavilion master, you don't agree?" said and lifted the flying sword, and stretched out his left hand to touch the sword body, there was a tendency to use force.
Looking at this scene, the owner of the women's hall was shocked, the pain in her feet had not disappeared at the moment, and the unexplained death of the angry monk just now also shocked her, and she was unwilling to give up Qiu Zi, but her surname was important, and she couldn't tolerate her unwillingness.
At that moment, he forced out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and replied hurriedly, "Agreed! Agreed! Childe fell in love with Qiu Zi, how dare I disagree? Hehe! Just now, I will ask the housekeeper to give this month's salary to Miss Qiu Zi, and it will be a lot of copper, a lot of copper. ”
"Well, that's fine!" Zhang Mojun said, and hung down his sword. The owner of the women's hall got the word and hurried out to find the housekeeper. Zhang Mojun didn't worry about what tricks the other party was playing, he had already explored this tavern, and he didn't see any monks with higher cultivation than himself, so he waited for the other party to take the money before leaving.
He was about to bow over and ask Qiu Zi's injury, but the little spirit on his shoulder moved faster, and he came to Qiu Zi's face in a flash, opened his small mouth and said: "Sister Qiu Zi! Don't cry, there are all bad people here, we will leave after taking the money, don't worry! My brother and I are good people, and we won't bully you." ”
"Woo woo woo ......" Hearing this, Qiu Zi suddenly cried, and covered her face tightly with both hands, she knew that her face was swollen to the point that it was not good, and she was worried that Zhang Mojun would dislike it when she saw it, so she shrank to the ground and couldn't stand it.
Zhang Mojun didn't want to be able to guess Qiu Zi's thoughts, but he practiced magic skills, and he produced magic power, which was extremely domineering, and he couldn't heal his injuries, and he was helpless for a while. Xiao Ling is different, she is a spiritual ginseng, which is a tonic for people, and it is the best way to heal injuries.
Xiao Ling couldn't guess Qiu Zi's thoughts, seeing that the other party was crying sadly, thinking that it was unbearable pain, so he stretched out his little hand and touched the back of Qiu Zi's hand and said, "Sister Qiu Zi! ”
At first, Qiu Zi refused to live or die, and after some kind words and persuasion, she let go and let Xiao Ling rub it, as soon as Xiao Ling's hand touched her face, Qiu Zi immediately felt a comfortable coolness coming from Xiao Ling's hand, and then spread to the entire left side of her face, and in a few breaths, the pain disappeared, and even her face was restored to its original state.
"Well, it doesn't hurt, it's okay!it's really good!" Qiu Zi sat up, rubbed his hand on his face, made sure it was really not swollen, his heart was ecstatic, and he stared at Xiao Ling gratefully: "Thank you, little sister!"
"No thanks, no thanks!" replied Xiao Ling, shaking his head.
Qiu Zi thanked Xiaoling, looked up at Zhang Mojun, she listened to the other party's words in her heart just now, the other party resigned from her job, and she would accept her as a subordinate in the future, thinking that she would be able to see Zhang Mojun every day in the future, she was excited for a while, and opened her mouth to thank the other party, not wanting to suddenly feel a cold waist at this moment.
"Ahh
"Sister Qiuzi, don't be afraid, just rub it, um! I'm not called Little Sister, I'm called Xiaoling, it's my brother's name for me, hehehe!" Xiaoling ignored Qiuzi's whole body and twisted as she spoke.
After Xiao Ling kneaded and drilled out, Qiu Zi stood up with a snort, she was really worried that Xiao Ling would be naughty and uncover the corners of her clothes, so that the flesh inside would be exposed, and then she would be seen by Zhang Mojun on the side, it would be really faceless.
As soon as Qiu Zi stood up, two people came into the room, one was the hall owner, and the other was a slightly older woman, a Heroic Spirit first-order monk, she walked in front of the hall owner, came to Qiu Zi, and said gently: "Qiu Zi girl, the hall owner said that you want to leave, this is your salary this month, you count it, right." As he spoke, he handed Qiu Zi twenty copper coins.
"Well, Sister Chun, there are ten more, can you take them back?" Qiu Zi counted and wanted to return ten. At this time, the pavilion owner behind him suddenly answered: "You take it, Qiu Zi, when the pavilion owner compensates you, the previous pavilion owner's inconsiderateness, and I hope that Qiu Zi's sister will be tolerant." ”
"Well, thank you, the owner, it used to be Qiu Zi who didn't do well and always made everyone angry, and Qiu Zi never blamed the owner. Qiu Zi replied with her head down.
Zhang Mojun saw that it was almost over, and said, "Let's go, Qiu Zi!" said and walked towards the door, not even bothering to eat the wine and food. After hearing this, Qiu Zi hurriedly followed, she knew very well that if it weren't for Zhang Mojun's presence, the owner of the pavilion would not have been so polite to her, giving her wages and money.
Not far from the tavern, Zhang Mojun suddenly stopped and turned around, seeing that Qiu Zi was still worried and afraid, Wen Yan said: "Don't be afraid, Miss Qiu Zi, I'm not as bad as others say, let's go! ”
Zhang Mojun thought that Qiu Zi was fighting some Tianxing Sword idea, but then he knew that he was thinking about it, and saw that the other party went to the tavern to do things and was beaten in order to make money to treat his mother's illness, and he was really a filial girl, so he helped and began to plan to give the other party some gold coins and let her find a doctor to treat her mother's illness.
But now that he found that Xiao Ling could be like a righteous monk, he could heal his injuries and diseases, and seeing that Qiu Zi was really kind, he decided to take Xiao Ling to treat her mother.
When Qiu Zi heard this, Zhang Mojun didn't take her to any house, but wanted to go to her house, which made her nervous for a while, "This, this, I, I ......" for a long time, and did not come out with a complete sentence.
"What's the matter, Miss Qiuzi, doesn't your family welcome us outsiders to your house? Don't worry! We have no other malicious intentions, just now I heard that the owner of the pavilion said that your mother was sick, so I wanted to go and see it. Knowing that Qiu Zi had misunderstood, Zhang Mojun hurriedly explained.
Xiao Ling was not willing to be left behind, and said with a raised nose and a fart: "Yes, Sister Qiuzi, is your family not welcoming me and my brother, I can cure the disease!
"Welcome, welcome, I'll take you to my house, I'll take you there. Qiu Zi was afraid at first that Zhang Mojun would know that her mother was sick and would not accept her as a subordinate if she was dirty, so she was so afraid, but now she found that the other party already knew, but she didn't dislike it, and she didn't know how happy she was. She dreamed that a monk would be willing to heal her mother.
Talking with Qiu Zi on the way, Zhang Mojun learned that Qiu Zi's family was originally a family of four, and they began to have a small shop, specializing in making clothes from raw cloth as a business, and their lives were still very good.
But a few years ago, her brother went out hunting with her father, and unfortunately encountered a tiger demon, and was eaten.
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