Looking at the arrogant back of the yellow-robed Taoist priest, I only felt a splitting headache.

"Then you can't just let him sit on our necks all the time, right?"

Ji Canghai shook his head: "How to deal with him, that's mental work, you and Uncle Ya have to think about it."

"If you want to ask, go back and ask him."

I could only curse a few swear words, and turned around and went back to the teahouse first.

Perhaps, during this time, I will have to get along with him in such a peaceful way.

Unless, I find a new way to break the threat he gave me.

Uncle Ya waited on the first floor early in the morning, and when we went back, Uncle Ya's lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"The meal is ready, let's eat it."

He didn't ask me about it at all, he just said something irrelevant.

Uncle Ya has always been silent when he eats and sleeps.

This time, he rarely broke the rules, interspersed with the sound of the clashing of dishes and chopsticks.

"Life is not satisfactory, seven or eight times out of ten."

I held the rice bowl, was slightly stunned, and took a few bites of rice: "I don't blame anyone else for this, I blame myself."

"If I can really be ruthless, then the yellow-robed Taoist priest will definitely not threaten me."

Uncle Ya wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "It's a good thing."

"A good thing?"

"Isn't that a good thing that proves you're still human?"

I can only laugh bitterly at this.

"The longer a person lives, the less human he becomes. I hope you can stay true to yourself forever."

After a pause, Uncle Ya looked up and looked out the door: "I don't think the current situation is too bad."

"You and him are evenly matched, and you will even overpower him."

I gently put down my rice bowl, and suddenly my heart was worried: "But the advantage will not last forever."

"Let's put it on for now, and we'll talk about it later."

In fact, Uncle Ya is very neat, and what he can do today will definitely not be delayed until tomorrow.

I can understand that he is protecting me.

Well, let's get some rest!

The next day, I went out to set up a stall normally, and the yellow-robed Taoist priest came a little earlier than me.

The middle of our stall was only a few dozen meters, and I could hear them clearly if I wanted to.

I tried not to think about him or look at the red cloth beside him.

Didn't he put the stall so close to him just to disgust me?

Lao Tzu really doesn't eat this set today!

Just as I was about to close the stall, a slightly familiar accent came through my ears.

I tilted my head and saw that it was Xiao Er!

The second master pushed the wheelchair and stopped in front of the stall of the yellow-robed Taoist priest, and as soon as Xiao Er turned around, he happened to meet my gaze.

I quickly turned my head away and stopped looking at him, but my ears were erected as antennas.

When Xiao Er arrived here, he was just expressing one thing - he wanted to heal his leg.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest seemed to sense something, covered his mouth with one hand, and lowered his voice a lot.

I hesitated, but put my things away.

It's just a little regrettable, the second master can be regarded as a lifelong mess, and in the end he asks for help from crooked ways.

This reputation is all ruined!

After a few days of peace, I was here as usual to tell the hexagrams, and the yellow-robed Taoist priest was quite peaceful.

A few days later, however, the silence was broken by the beating of gongs and drums.

On the corner of the street, a team of people and horses were hurrying in, the muffled sound of drums and the loud sound of suona resounded across the road, and even the horns of cars were suppressed for a few minutes.

I looked at it, and the person who walked in front was actually Xiao Er!

That's right, he came over!

He has been in a wheelchair for a while, and in just a few days, he has returned to normal?

Today is Hua Tuo's reincarnation, and he may not have such great ability, right?

I glanced back, and the patrons gathered around my stall were also attracted by the excitement of the gong and drum corps.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

I quickly stabilized my mind and continued to count the hexagrams in front of me.

However, the older the gongs and drums get, the louder and louder I am, I simply can't attract the attention of so many people.

"Knock knock!"

With a few dense drum beats, the drum music came to an abrupt end.

Xiao Er held a megaphone in one hand, and his face was full of pride: "I have been in a wheelchair for nearly half a year, and thanks to Mr. Gift, my leg has been restored to the same as before!"

"Today, I specially present a plaque to Mr.!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the person behind him carried out a huge plaque, and the red cloth was torn, and three big characters appeared.

"Great Immortal!"

At this time, Xiao Er had already set his eyes on me, and the corners of his mouth couldn't hide the smile.

Damn it!

This is clearly for me!

But there were a lot of people around my stall, and I couldn't scold the street like a shrew.

I wanted to turn a blind eye, but I didn't expect Xiao Er to take the initiative to attack.

"What a coincidence, it turns out that the little fairy is also here!"