To Shen Yun's surprise, the one-armed Tang Ye was born with a cold face, and he was also very talkative, and took the initiative to break the news: "Half a month ago, there was a Zhao Ye, who claimed to be the steward of your family, and came to the martial arts hall to look for you. ”

It's Zhao Xuan! Shen Yun asked, "What about the others?"

At that time, Su Laosan and the others had already returned to the martial arts hall first. Therefore, he was not worried that Zhao Xuan would not be able to hear the news at all.

Sure enough, Tang Ye replied: "I called Su Laosan and saw Zhao Ye." The mountain gate is not a place to talk. Su Laosan invited Zhao Ye to drink tea in the teahouse outside. When he came back, he gave me a purse, saying that there was a place for Zhao Ye to stay temporarily. As he spoke, he took out a half-old red silk round purse from his arms and presented it respectfully, "You are back, according to the address inside, you will definitely be able to find Zhao Ye." ”

"Thank you. Shen Yun recognized it at a glance, this purse was used by Zhao Xuan.

Tang Ye hesitated a little and asked, "Sir, I would like to ask you a question." When you come back this time, will you stay and continue to learn martial arts?"

"Oh, it's getting dark today, and I'm going to go to the pharmacy tomorrow to take a leave of absence. Shen Yun replied truthfully.

That is, there will be no stay. Tang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, we also plan to leave in the near future." ”

"You also want to leave?" Shen Yun knew that Su Laosan and the others returned to the martial arts hall first, with a mission. Unexpectedly, their task was to organize the remnants of Bei Shuai's old army to leave the martial arts hall.

Tang Ye nodded affirmatively: "Over the years, we have opened grocery stores in various courtyards of the martial arts hall and earned some coffin books. Now, the marshal has recaptured our homeland from the rebels. Falling leaves return to the roots, we have been away from home for many years, and we have long had the meaning of returning home. Now I have no intention of doing it in the martial arts hall anymore. Our shops are all rented martial arts halls. Just ten days ago, the rental contracts of each shop also expired, and after everyone got together to discuss, they decided not to renew it, closed the shops, and prepared to return to their hometowns. The unsold goods in each shop were gathered, and Su Laosan led the four brothers to set up stalls in the market in the east of the city and sell them. Yesterday, Lao Yu came back with Huzi, and he didn't care about resting, so he turned around and went to the east of the city to help Su Laosan and them. With so many shipments, it may take several days to process. They were afraid that they would not be able to get a good piece of land, so they stayed outside the market at night and did not return. ”

When Shen Yun heard this, he was even more sure of the guess in his heart. Tang Ye is right, the fallen leaves return to the roots. They decided to go their separate ways, and he had nothing but blessings.

According to this situation, Bei Shuai clearly intended to give up the Hongyun Martial Arts Hall. He couldn't help but guess in his heart: Could it be that Bei Shuai's injury is really as rumored and not optimistic?

He is not Bei Shuai's person in the end, and besides, Bei Shuai is a master of Taoism, and his cultivation is far higher than him. Pei Shuai has no way to deal with the injury, how can he be a junior boy who can help it? As for the Lingquan Realm and "Wentian", they are not the magic weapon to cure all the injuries and illnesses in the world. Whether they can heal Bei Shuai's injuries or not, Uncle Li must know very well in his heart.

Thinking like this, Shen Yun relieved his thoughts of asking Tang Ye about Bei Shuai's injury, and said regretfully: "Steward Zhao has come here, there must be something at home." So, tomorrow morning, after completing the suspension procedures, I will leave. As he spoke, he reported to Da Zhuangzi in Wangchun County, "Master Tang, if you are free in the future, you might as well go to me and sit there." ”

"Okay. The small ones were written down. I will definitely go to bother Mr. in the future. Tang Ye happily agreed.

After Shen Yun said goodbye to him, he went back to the Medicine Valley directly. The rest of their grocery stores were closed. The usually polished vermilion lacquer door panel was covered with dust, and the corner of the door was covered with cobwebs. It seems that it has been uninhabited for some time.

Room 10 remains as usual.

It's three years to go. Shen Yun pushed open the door, and the room was covered with thick dust.

If it were him three years ago, he would have rolled up his sleeves and worked hard to clean up. Now, he has the spiritual power of the third layer of the foundation, and he is familiar with the jade slips left by the ancestor, and has learned a lot of spells. For example, dust removal.

The Dust Removal Technique is a small spell that can be studied as long as the cultivation level reaches the third level of Qi refining. Naturally, he came at his fingertips and effortlessly.

Immediately, he activated his spiritual power and waved his sleeve lightly with his right hand.

Dust removal, go!

A circle of bright white aura flashed from the bottom of the sleeve, which instantly spread to every corner of the outer room.

Wherever the aura went, dust, cobwebs, etc., disappeared immediately.

Then, Shen Yun went inside, and did the same, waving his sleeves again, and using another dust-removing technique. In the blink of an eye, the windows in the room are also bright and spotless.

Finally, he took out the futon and other items from the treasure bag and spread them on the small wooden bed.

And just like that, the house was all cleaned up.

Shen Yun lay on the comfortable bed and sighed in his heart: compared to mortals, monks are indeed much more adaptable because of their great ability.

The next morning, he went to the mission office of Medicine Valley to go through the formalities of suspension.

Since entering the provincial capital yesterday, he has used the breath charm to cover his cultivation. However, he found that the move was purely redundant. Because whether he was walking between the streets and alleys of the city, or in the martial arts hall, he did not meet the monks.

The original carpenter in the mission office is gone, and a steward surnamed Yang has been replaced.

Shen Yun took a fancy to this one as an intermediate martial artist who did not condense true qi in his body.

After listening to his intentions, Steward Yang asked for his identity card, turned around quickly, and pulled out a large account book with a black cover from the large cabinet behind him. In the past three years, the output of his medicine field, one by one, is remembered in detail in the account books.

After the "horn" pulled out the nose beads, Steward Yang looked up and reported: "After deducting all expenses, there is still a balance of forty-nine taels and seven dollars of silver." ”

"You have been traveling for three years, and you haven't even passed the primary martial arts test. After asking Shen Yun for Lu Yin, his eyes were full of contempt, but he still followed the process and asked, "Are you sure you want to suspend school?"

Shen Yun pretended not to see it, and replied affirmatively: "Yes." ”

Steward Yang didn't say a word, and directly took out a silver ingot of fifty taels from the silver box in his hand, and put it in front of Shen Yun: "The extra three coins of silver, I am in charge, and it can be regarded as a gift from the martial arts hall to you." ”

He looked impatient.

Shen Yun didn't bother to bother with him, thanked him good-naturedly, picked up the silver ingots and left.

As soon as I went out, I heard Steward Yang snort from his nose behind his back: "Waste dim sum mixed with rice!"

The voice was not small, and it was clearly scolded to him.

In the past, in the martial arts hall, no matter how big the steward of the spectrum was, he didn't dare to insult the disciples like this. Shen Yun couldn't help but shake his head lightly, and sighed lightly in his heart: It seems that the Hongyun Martial Arts Pavilion is really going to change the sky. Nine times out of ten, the Immortal Court reached some kind of agreement with Bei Shuai to take over the Hongyun Martial Arts Pavilion in an all-round way.

For all this, he couldn't help it, so he could only regret it - it's a pity, Bei Shuai's hard work.