After half a cup of tea, the old nun looked at the child lying on the bed in front of her, and then at the old woman lying on the other bed, and the whole person was still in a dreamlike trance.

How so?

What is she doing, why did she make a bet with that dead girl?

Probably because the dead girl's gambling money was too tempting.

Most of the croppers in the soil are poor and shabby, but she is fortunate to have run so many villages and run them for so many years, and the wealth she has saved is not as much as this gamble.

On the fifteenth day of the next month, Ji Niangniang will be able to cultivate merits, and then her old man will give her a reincarnation pill, and she will also give her a delicate skin, and then she can live again with a new identity.

In the new life, if she wants to be rich and glorious, and live as the envy of the world, she can't do it without enough money.

Thinking of this, the old nun was excited, and the trance in her eyes instantly receded, replaced by uncontrollable greed, almost overflowing from her eyes.

The villagers gathered in the small courtyard were nervous and expectant, and a vigorous excitement jumped in the depths of their hearts.

They lowered their voices and talked in small voices.

"You say, can that little girl and her master really cure Dachuan Niang?"

"I think it's a bit suspenseful, Dachuan Niang's illness has been delayed for more than half a month, I heard that she can't eat, and she can only rely on drinking some rice soup to hang that breath on weekdays."

"Huh? Is Okawa Niangdu so sick? But I think she was able to throw stones at people just now, it's very energetic, you see that water tank, she smashed a big hole. ”

"You little offspring, what do you know, Dachuan Niang called back to the light at that time, didn't you see that after she smashed it, she immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground."

"Yes, yes, yes, I heard the older generation say that when people are dying, they will return to the light, and at that time, people's strength is greater, even greater than usual!"

"So, won't the little girl and her master lose? Dachuan Niang, a person who has returned to the light, how can this be saved. ”

"Dachuan Niang just didn't have the light just now, that little girl and her master are also going to lose, and the illness of our old Shicun people can only be cured by Ji Niangniang and the Taoist."

"That's right, at the beginning, we didn't invite other doctors to take a look, how famous is Dr. Meng in the town, the old doctor for decades, after coming over, he said that there was no way, he couldn't be cured, and in the end he had to beg Ji Niangniang and her old man."

"Alas, the little girl and her master are going to be unlucky now, they can't cure Dachuan Niang, they master and apprentice not only have to kneel in front of Ji Niangniang to admit their mistakes, but also have to pay a lot of money."

"If you want me to say, you just eat radishes salty and don't worry about it, what do you do so much? No matter which of them wins or loses, it will have no effect on us in the end, didn't the little girl say it in front of Ji Niangniang just now, she said that she is not from our Laoshi Village, and her personal behavior has nothing to do with the people of our Laoshi Village! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, we don't care so much, let's just watch the show, if the Taoist chief loses, it means that the Taoist chief is a liar, and he has to return all the money he used to collect from us to us, if the little girl loses, she has to compensate us for a mental loss, anyway, we have money left and right...... By the way, what is a mental damage fee? ”

"Then who knows, it should mean the same as a pension...... Hey, whatever it means, it's all about having money anyway. ”

It was because of "having money to take", so when Junlan said that he didn't believe in Ji Niangniang, there was no Ji Niangniang at all, and the old nun deceived and killed people under the guise of Ji Niangniang, the villagers did not rush forward and beat their master and apprentice out of the village.

is still the same sentence, wealth is moving.

Wise saying: Money can make ghosts grind.

Jun Lan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and when she turned her head, she saw that her master was sweating profusely and her eyes were a little dull, she frowned and called in a low voice: "Master? Master! ”

After calling twice, Old Man Miao turned his head, looked at her, and muttered: "A thousand golden peanuts, a thousand golden peanuts......"

That's a thousand golden peanuts!

Their entire sect can't come up with so much money!

The valley lord of Wanchun Valley, who had never seen so much money in his life, and whose income was calculated in copper plates every time he sold the pills, was shocked, and he was dazzled by the impact of this huge amount of wealth, and his eyes were glazed.

He grabbed the little apprentice's hand and said nervously, "Girl, you take so much money out...... Master can't afford it! ”

Junlan: "......" she blinked, showing a blank look, "Why does Master want to pay me back this money?" Then she reacted again, and glanced at the old woman who was still unconscious on the bed, "Could it be that the master is not sure to cure this old woman?" ”

“……”

Miao Lao'er hurriedly waved his hand and said, "That's not it." ”

Although the old woman on the bed was still unconscious, her face was not very good, and she looked very dangerous.

In fact, the old woman was treated by their master and apprentice together, and took the pill, and now there is no major problem.

The reason why he hasn't woken up yet is because the old man is getting older, so he has to slow down for a while.

As for the child lying on the other bed, the situation was much better than that of the old woman, and it was easier to heal.

The illness of his grandparents and grandchildren could not bother him.

Jun Lan said: "Since the master can cure the illness of the ancestors and grandchildren, then we will win, and the thousand golden peanuts that the disciple put on are just a formality, and the master does not need to pay them back." ”

“……”

Miao Lao'er thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He swallowed his saliva and was a little embarrassed to tell the truth: "Mainly, Master has never seen so much money......"

"Girl, don't you know, the current pill market is very bad, and the pills refined by Master can't sell for a lot of money, and they will be enough to feed your senior brothers and sisters."

Miao Lao'er looked embarrassed, poor, I had never seen so much money.

Jun Lan was stunned and shocked when he heard this, his two eyebrows were raised high, and he asked Miao Lao'er with a surprised expression: "Master, who told you that the pill market is not good?" ”

In addition to spirit stones, the most inseparable thing for monks to cultivate is the elixir.

After all, these monks have to protect the safety of the people, and often fight with demons and evil spirits, and injuries are inevitable, so they need to use pills to heal their injuries.

Moreover, in the process of cultivation, monks will inevitably encounter a bottleneck period, and if there is an elixir as an aid at this time, the effect will be twice as effective with half the effort.

Why did the original owner die?

Isn't it because of that Master Li who has peeked into the secret that the original owner is a natural spirit body, so he will marry the original owner into the door with a lot of money, nominally marrying a daughter-in-law for his stupid son, but in fact, he wants the original owner to stuff it into the alchemy furnace to refine the elixir.

The elixirs refined by her master, she saw that the quality was excellent, and when they were put on the market, not to mention that one was hard to find, it should not be easy to sell, how could it not be sold?

Jun Lan was suspicious in his heart, so he heard Miao Lao'er say: "It's what those martial cultivators next door to our sect said." ”

Seeing that Junlan was still suspicious, Miao Lao'er further explained: "Girl, you don't know, it's very dangerous outside, our medical cultivation is weak and weak, and we don't have much combat effectiveness, so unless there is a last resort that we have to go out of the valley in person, under normal circumstances, me and your senior brother and sister, we don't go out of the valley." ”

"The pills that I and your senior brothers and sisters refine are usually sold with the help of the martial cultivators next door, and they say that there are too many medical cultivators now, and the output of the pills is greater than the demand, so it is not easy to sell."

Junlan: "!! "No wonder Master had a valuable elixir, but he was so poor that he couldn't even afford to buy two donkeys!

It turned out that he was captive by a group of martial arts cultivators and used as a cash cow, these weeks are peeled!

Who said that the martial cultivators are all well-developed and simple-minded?

Look at these martial cultivators, there are more eyes in the heart than a sieve!

Wait, wait for her to return to the teacher's door, and see how she cleans up those Zhou peels!

At this time, in Wanchun Valley, a hundred miles away from Laoshi Village, two martial cultivators had just come out of Wanchun Valley, each carrying a bag of pills in their hands, and was discussing where to go after selling these pills, when suddenly Ling Ling shuddered.

A martial artist said, "How do I feel like there are eyes staring at us behind my back?" ”

Another Wu Xiu said, "Right? I feel the same way, as if I am worried about something...... Could it be that those sissies in Wanchun Valley realized that we were lying to them, right? ”

The delicate and soft medical cultivators, in the eyes of the martial cultivators, regardless of men, women, young and old, are collectively called sissies.

The Wu Xiu who was asked thought for a while, and then shook his head firmly and said: "Impossible, those sissies are very timid, the sect doesn't dare to take a step, how can they know the pill market outside, don't scare yourself." ”

"That's just as well."

On the other side, in Lao Shicun, after Miao Lao'er explained, while observing the illness of the child on the hospital bed, he thought in his mind that eating it would have an immediate effect and would not cause harm to the body, and he did not forget to tell Junlan in his mouth.

He said: "Girl, the martial arts cultivators of those sects next door have a protective relationship with us, and when you see them in the future, you have to be polite, remember?" ”

Junlan: "...... Good Master, the disciples will be polite to them. ”

I promise to politely make those martial cultivators regret coming to this world.

Miao Lao'er didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing that she listened to it, the old man nodded with satisfaction: "Well, just remember it." Unlike other monks, we don't have the ability to protect ourselves, and we have to rely on them to protect us in any dangerous situation......

"When I return to the master's door, the master will write you a life-saving code for medical practice."

Junlan: "......"

The brainwashing skills of those martial arts cultivators next door are too powerful, look at her master's washing, what kind of medical cultivation and life-saving rules are going to be written for her!

Jun Lan was speechless, not knowing whether to sigh that the master was too simple, or to scold those martial cultivators for being too treacherous.

It just so happened that the old nun saw that there was no movement on their side, and she muttered there and didn't know what to say, so she took it for granted that the two of them were scared and timid.

It's a pity that it's late.

Ji Niangniang's exercises are unfathomable, how can an ordinary doctor solve her old man's hands and feet?

That's right, the old nun only regarded Junlan as a master and apprentice, and the two were ordinary doctors, and they did not associate them with their identities as medical practitioners.

Most of the medical cultivators know alchemy, and the pills are expensive, so if the old man is really a medical cultivator, how can he be so poor that he can't even take out the silver to buy two donkeys.

As early as when Jun Lan opened his mouth to question Ji Niangniang, the old nun had already asked the woman about the origin of Jun Lan's master and apprentice.

Among them, Miao Lao'er wanted to buy two donkeys to travel, but he couldn't come up with the money, and in the end, the little apprentice who was newly admitted to the door paid on his behalf.

That old ghost is so poor, and there are fools who worship him as a teacher...... How could she not accept such a good apprentice who is stupid and has a lot of money.

The old nun thought sourly, glancing at Miao Lao'er in patched clothes, her eyes were full of disgust, and then at Jun Lan, who was stupid and had a lot of money, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and a thought suddenly sprouted.

The little girl looks like she is very rich in the family, as long as the other party is willing to worship her, a lot of money will not roll in.

Yes, it's decided, after the winner or loser is decided, she must find a way to pry a corner and trick this stupid and rich girl into becoming her apprentice!

The old nun was again excited.

Because deep down in her heart, she was sure that Junlan's master and apprentice would definitely lose, and she also had the determination to pry Junlan over as her apprentice, and the old nun looked at Junlan again, and her eyes became much kinder.

She even gave Junlan a friendly and kind smile.

Jun Lan, who was shrouded by her kind gaze: "??? ”

Sick.

Or madness.

And he is not lightly ill.

Jun Lan snorted and gave the other party a roll of his eyes.

The old nun who was deeply disliked: "......" is not angry or angry, for the sake of money, she is not as knowledgeable as a little apprentice who is stupid and has a lot of money.

The old nun suppressed the anger in her heart and slowly exhaled a depressed breath.

In the next moment, not only did she look kind, but even her tone became extraordinarily kind.

She pinched her throat and said to Junlan with a soft smile: "Winning or losing is a common thing in life, winning or losing once does not mean anything, although the little donor loses today, it doesn't matter much, who hasn't had a period of young and frivolous years." ”

"However, the little benefactor of the poor nun view has a lot of wisdom roots, and is a good seedling of Zen enlightenment, I wonder if the little donor is willing to worship the poor nun as a teacher?"