Dongting Lake.

On the night of the full moon on August 15, by the lakeside, five strange people sat or stood in three places, standing at the foot of Dongting Mountain, at this time the twilight was thick, and a fog suddenly rose in the center of the lake. ”

Several people paused when they heard this, and the woman who was leaning on the edge of the boulder put away the rouge box, looked at the center of the lake with blazing eyes, and said with a smile: "Hey..... I don't know how many tricks that old man resisted....."

The battle that broke out on the Fancai boat naturally couldn't escape the eyes of these people, no matter what they were doing, the five of them all looked over at the same time, even the black-clothed nun sitting cross-legged in the distance was no exception.

But I didn't watch it for too long, because several people knew what the result was, so they just glanced at it and went their separate ways.

It was the boring Zhang Yiyu and the five chefs, at this time, everyone was attracted by the voices of the human chef and Han Wujian, Zhang Yiyu took advantage of this gap, and quickly grabbed the chess and cards piled up in front of him with his left hand, extremely fast.

Two fingers hooked a chess card, Zhang Yiyi's thumb rubbed down for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, just when he thought he had done it seamlessly, he suddenly noticed a great resentment coming from his side.

Quietly put away the chess and cards, Zhang Yilu turned his eyes to look, and saw a pair of eyes full of resentment staring at him tightly, and the monstrous resentment was not much better than those deep resentful women.

He obviously didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Yiyu quietly, but Zhang Yiyu always felt as if he had done something very excessive to him, and he couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, and endured the constantly beating eyelids, Zhang Yiyu laughed and said: "Uh.... Hahaha.... It's a nice day......"

"I see ........"

This person didn't pay attention to Zhang Yiyu's haha at all, staring at Zhang Yiyu with unblinking eyes, and said quietly.

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Yiyu suddenly choked when he heard this, the smile on his face stiffened, and he returned the chess and cards in his hand to the ground without a trace.

"Not this ......"

“..........”

Looking at the 'righteous' Baicao Immortal who seemed to be Bao Qingtian alive, Zhang Yilu had to return the chess and cards he had just stolen.

"Hmm."

Seeing this, Baicao Xian nodded, and the three of them fought all night of chess, which can be said to be full of means, but who knew that Baicao Xian, who has always been taciturn, turned into an iron-faced judge, and he was not merciful to the thousands of behaviors of the human chef and Zhang Yiyu, and he debunked it on the spot.

The two of them who had no tricks had to play with him honestly, and they didn't know if it was the heavens or what, Baicaoxian's luck tonight could be said to be so red that it was boundless, and Zhang Yilu and the few steel hammers of the human chef had already lost all their money.

Now I can still play because the two of them gave the Baicao Fairy calligraphy and painting to get the gambling money, and there are not much, and the human chef has lost five years of free labor, making cattle and horses, and Zhang Yiyu, to say the least, also has three sets of sea-view houses.

But it's really what kind of face just now is being returned to what face, just now the two of them were still laughing at Baicao Fairy for having no money, and now, others turned over as serfs and sang, winning a physical and mental transparency.

The movement of the two was actually noticed by the chef a long time ago, but he pretended not to know, so he turned around and pushed the chess cards in front of him: "It seems that Dongzhang is also coming back, don't play, don't play." ”

Anyway, he has a bad hand, and he doesn't care how good the Baicao fairy cards are, he pushes them, and the proper behavior is a ridiculous person, Zhang Yiyu has a good example, and he also threw the chess and cards, and hummed: "It's not interesting." ”

Seeing this, what else could Baicao Xian do, and it was not that he didn't know the urine nature of these two people, so he also put down the card and said faintly: "You remember to repay your debts, don't think about it." ”

When the two of them heard this, their eyes flickered from side to side and did not answer, and at this time, a small boat in the middle of the lake broke through the dense fog and headed for the shore.

"Don't make a fuss, he's back." Han Wujian was the first to get up.

Several people also put away their jokes when they heard this, and looked at the small boat that came from the broken face.

Still five or six feet away from the shore, a figure suddenly flew into the air, and two of them turned over and landed firmly on the ground near the shore.

When several people saw the visitor, Zhang Yiyu frowned slightly, but still didn't speak.

"I mean, you guys had a great time.....

Just when a few people and Yanbo Diaosu were standing on the shore to confront each other, Dongzhang's voice sounded on the small boat that was quietly docking.

Slowly stepping off the boat, Dongzhang walked straight to the front of several people, looked at the five people with a slightly slower expression with a smile, and said, "Let you wait for a long time, this is Senior Lin." ”

After a brief introduction to Yanbo Diaosuo, Dongzhang found that no one paid attention to the five people, so he didn't care, patted Yanbo Diaosuo on the shoulder, and said: "These people are all close relatives and friends of Dong, they recognize life, seniors don't care, let's go." ”

nodded, Yanbo Diaosu didn't feel at ease at all, no matter how strange the person was, he hadn't seen it, and now he was only thinking about his son, and nothing else mattered.

Yanbo Diaoyu walked out of the mountain first, Dongzhang followed, Zhang Yiyu and others hung behind Dongzhang, during which Dongzhang looked at Zhang Yiyu and the chef with miserable eyes, and asked curiously: "You two are having a funeral at home?" ”

Obviously, he was still cheerful just now, why did he just leave for a while, and now when he meets, it's like going to the grave, how can he not be curious.

"Huh..... These two fools lost miserably tonight, one signed a five-year deed of sale, and the other, tsk..... A couple of suites ......"

Han Wujian glanced at Zhang Yiyu, who was listless and drooping his head, and the two sneered.

Hearing this, Dongzhang glanced at the side walking flutteringly, his chin was slightly raised, and the arrogant Baicao Fairy said, "Congratulations." ”

“.........”

With the extraordinary foot strength of a few people, they rushed out of seven or eight miles to a small village in less than a light of tea, and at this time, in the second half of the night, the villagers were resting with their lights off.

Yanbo Diaosu took Dongzhang and others to the back of the village, where there is a small courtyard, located in a lush bamboo forest, and the environment is very quiet.

As soon as the courtyard door was opened, an old servant came out of the house, gesturing at the smoke and waves, looking dumb.

Yanbo Diaosu looked at it quietly, and then waved his hand and ordered: "I know, you go and prepare tea." ”

The dumb servant glanced at Dongzhang and the others turned around and left, but was stopped by Dongzhang: "Don't bother, you can drink this tea whenever you want, let's get down to business first." ”

"Hmm."

Yanbo Yusuo nodded, no longer polite, raised his legs and walked inside, while Dongzhang and the others stood quietly in the courtyard and waited.

Soon, the orange candlelight lit up in the room, and I saw Yanbo Yusu pushing a wooden wheelchair out, and on the wheelchair, a middle-aged man with a pale face was sitting.

Dongzhang quickly glanced at his legs, and found that the legs showed an unnatural bend, presumably the bones had already grown crooked, knowing that this kind of person may be more sensitive, Dongzhang didn't look at it for long, just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, and said with a smile: "Presumably this is Ling Lang." ”

didn't wait for Yanbo Yusuo to speak, but the middle-aged man in the wheelchair was the first to open his mouth: "How many are my father's friends, late at night troublesome guests come to the door, forgive me for not getting up to greet him, you have to bear with me." ”

There is no imaginary anger, this person is quite polite.

"It doesn't matter."

Dongzhang smiled at the other party, and then motioned for Baicao Xian to come forward and check.

The latter didn't talk nonsense, and in the nervous look of Yanbo Yusuo, he opened his son's trouser leg, and he was not surprised by the crooked calf, and he knocked and pinched it.

Looking at Baicao Xian's deeper and deeper brows, Yanbo Yusuo swallowed his saliva quietly, and said carefully: "Sir, how is it?" Can my son's leg be cured......

In fact, not only him, but even Dongzhang and several others looked at Baicao Immortal curiously, wanting to see what his ability was.

But seeing that Baicao Xian first shook his head, then nodded and said, "Ling Lang's leg bone has already been finalized, and it has been stranded for a long time, so it is a little tricky......

Some tricky is the meaning of being able to cure, Dongzhang and several people smiled when they heard the words, and the father and son of Yanbo Diaosu were even more excited, the former trembled his hands, and he was even more respectful of the title, and said to Baicao Xian: "Sir, that.... Then I'll trouble you, your great kindness and I will never forget it. ”

Putting Lin Ze's trouser leg down again, Baicao Xian looked at the father and son with excited eyes, and waved his hand calmly: "Listen to me first, I have a way to make your son stand up again, but the chance is not large, and there is a certain risk." ”

"How sure are you?" Yanbo Yusuo breathed for a moment and hurriedly asked.

Baicao Xian shook his head: "Less than thirty percent." ”

"What about the risks?"

"Amputation."

“.........”

Lin Xiafeng was silent, and the yard was quiet, but it was Lin Ze who could see it, and comforted his father: "Dad, my legs are originally bad, it doesn't matter if there is or not, now after all, there is hope again, no, I can." ”

"This ......"

Obviously, Lin Xiafeng hesitated.

Just when the two fathers and sons fell into silence, Dongzhang, who was standing behind, suddenly laughed: "Senior, my Dongzhang is a good talker, at the latest in a month, Ling Lang can run on this land again......."

As he spoke, he walked out the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Western Regions ......."