Stealing?

Li Xian was shocked.

Subconsciously I want to refuse.

Not to mention anything else, he passed the Daliang Township Examination, and obtained the identity of Mr. Private School through the official examination.

Finally, he got rid of the identity of a nameless people.

His father Li Yu also put a lot of effort into this.

In order to get rid of the identity of the lower ninth rate.

But now, Li Zhixian has let himself do what only the flies and dogs do.

If your father knows that Mr. Tangtang Private School is going to steal something.

It is estimated that when I go home tonight, I will be hung up and beaten by the other party.

"Lord Zhixian.....

That's not quite right, is it......

I'm just a reader, I don't have much ability, and I can't use my hands and feet, if you need to be diligent, I can introduce you to one.

His name is Toudaner, and he often wanders around the sake restaurant....."

But he didn't wait for Li Xian to finish speaking.

Li Zhixian coughed lightly:

"Li Xian, if any person can do this, why would I still look for you?

It's not.... Last night, when I was asleep, the White Willow Immortal family looked for me again.

said that the matter of one hundred taels of silver can be slowed down first, and it doesn't matter if you can't take it out.

But that was the end of the matter.

It's not the 'style' of their immortal family, and the immortal family has to charge a fee regardless of whether it is successful or not.

And that's what I'm going to let you "steal"! ”

Hearing Li Zhixian talk about the immortal family, Li Xian was speechless.

I didn't dare to argue for a while.

In my memory, the paper man fairy who claimed to be the two gods, his face was weird and tight.

Although he is a private school teacher, in the final analysis, he is also a "poor talent".

The money was cheated, and he barely ate anything for the past two days.

He's had enough of these fearful days.

Since he can solve the matter at one time, Li Xian gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay! Lord Zhixian, I promise you. ”

Li Zhixian rubbed his round belly and laughed:

"So, Li Xian!

Are you willing to be a thief? ”

The corners of Li Xian's mouth twitched......

Looking at the change in Li Xian's expression, Li Zhixian was inhumane:

"Li Xian, you don't have to feel unlucky.

Be a thief.... Actually, there's nothing wrong with that, and to tell you the truth, I was a homeless refugee in the countryside a few decades ago, back then.

I was so hungry that I was pressed to my back, and as a refugee, I went around praying for food.

But after years of war, the people themselves are not enough to eat, so where is they willing to give us alms?

Until one day I met the 'noble' in my life. ”

Li Zhixian said this and said with a smile:

"He asked me where I was from? I said casually, there is a big family in front of me, and I plan to take advantage of the other party's sleep at night to enter her house and steal a few steamed buns.

This "nobleman" also thought it strange at the time!

Why don't I, a thief, lie and lie to him, and tell others my purpose in the open?

Maybe this "nobleman" just fell in love with the "righteousness" in me!

And honesty and trustworthiness, which gave me a chance. ”

When Li Xian heard this, some of the second monks were confused, didn't he say that he let himself steal things?

This Li Zhixian also talked about his past?

But he hadn't heard his father say that the magistrate was once a thief.

It's a big secret.

"Li Xian, do you know what my 'noble' said to me?

He said that he was also a homeless poor scholar, but he would take me to a place where he would look out for the wind and I would steal.

Steal something and divide it evenly!

And guess what happened in the end? ”

Li Xian looked at the magistrate with a look of hope, hoping that he would continue.

However, Li Zhixian just waved his hand and said:

"That's it, it's midnight tonight, you wait for me outside the wall of the treasury behind the county yamen....."

Saying that, Li Zhixian opened the carriage and left Li Xian alone on the official road in Qingshui Town.

Clearwater Town!

The second floor of the inn.

It's getting late.

But Wu didn't feel sleepy at all.

I opened the door and confirmed that my cheap dad was asleep.

After nothing unusual around.

Wu Yong came to the table behind the screen.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he gently lit the kerosene lamp in front of him.

The wick flickered, and the candle took on an orange color.

Wu stretched out his hand and took out an object wrapped in lotus leaves from the other pocket.

This thing is the two taels of pig skin cut by Wu Yong to ask the inn Xiao Er to go to a nearby pork shop.

The reason for doing so.

It's because Wu Yong feels that he has almost the same understanding of the [Skin Grafting] in his mind.

It's just a small attempt at this time.

There are no sharp objects such as daggers in the inn.

But fortunately, Wu Yong went to the back kitchen before and took a kitchen knife.

He gestured at the blade and swiped lightly at the skin under his forearm.

Soon.

A gap is presented.

Blood began to spill out of the wound.

Wu recalled the essentials of [Skin Grafting] again in his mind.

Humming softly in the mouth.

"At night~ burned the candle alas~~ The east was originally Qinglong Pass, and the green yarn covered the sky everywhere ......"

The subtlety of the sound is just the beginning of the tune.

But soon, the blood donation that had been oozing out of the wound on the arm was stagnant.

The pigskin covering it seemed to come to life.

Begin to squeeze towards the inside of the wound.

Not for a moment.

Fill the wound thoroughly.

After moving slightly, it didn't hurt or itch, as if this pigskin was innate.

If it weren't for the dark gray color of this pigskin, no matter how carefully you experience it, you would have noticed anything unusual.

After a short rest, Wu Yong looked at his arm again in the candlelight.

Then he gritted his teeth and aimed the blade at the pigskin on his arm.

Gently swiped, and then the wrist was reversed, and the piece of pigskin that did not belong to the body was cut off.

The other hand pulled the needle and thread of the quenching door from his bosom.

Gently suture along the wound.

Blood no longer oozes.

At this time, Wu finally knew in his heart why Bai Zhanshu would care so much about a doctor like himself.

Any skin graft can have such a rapid recovery effect.

If on the battlefield, hundreds of human skins are peeled alive.

As long as you are not fatally injured, all skin injuries can rely on [Skin Grafting].

Of course, we must remove the disadvantage of having to sing those unbearable words to the gods......

At the moment when Wu Yong cleaned up.

There was a sound of tapping on the screen behind him.

"Son, have you slept? How do I see the lights in your house are still on? ”

Listen to the cries of the cheap daddy.

Wu Yong packed up his things and got up to open the screen behind him.

Wu Xiangui held an oil lamp, walked to Wu Yong's side worriedly, sat on the chair and couldn't help but sigh:

"Son, tell your father the truth..... Do you really fall in love with the girl next door, Chun'e? ”

Wu Yong smiled dumbly, his cheap dad probably saw it.

This Chun'e was in a coma, and after he was busy, he helped the girl ask her aunt to take care of her, and fed the other party personally, so he came to this conclusion.