After making plans, Xiao Wenzi took advantage of the gap between Qiaoyu and Lingxiang leaving the courtyard, spread his wings and flew away from the flower bed, and flew towards the eaves in the distance.

He wanted to find a safe place, calm down and practice, and wait for night to fall.

Wang Jiafu on the first side, the courtyard pavilion covers a wide area, there are rockery bamboo forests, lotus flowing water, Xiao Wenzi finally selected this rockery close to the lotus pond.

There are many holes of different sizes on the rockery, which are natural drop stones, some holes are only the size of a thumb, of course, in the eyes of mosquitoes, those caves are not small, he quickly picked a stone cave and flew in.

Xiao Wenzi is not an ordinary mosquito who only knows how to act instinctively, he is very particular when choosing caves.

One is to stay away from the ground, try to avoid natural enemies such as toads and frogs, and the other is to be dry and comfortable inside, after all, he has to cultivate here for a long time.

This small hole naturally watered by the rain on the top of the rockery is only the thickness of a child's arm, and the depth is less than 20 centimeters, but it is perfect for his small body.

Breathing breathing, soon a trace of heaven and earth spiritual power that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye was pulled by him, and Xiao Wenzi began to cultivate quietly......

Wang Sheng wore a hat and gloves, and quietly left the Wang family through the back door with a tight package, and the news that he was almost disfigured was unknown to anyone other than Qiaoyu and Lingxiang at this moment.

However, the young master's voice was clear to the doorkeepers, and although they were a little puzzled by his dress, they still didn't dare to ask more.

Leaving the mansion, Wang Sheng's destination was the only pharmacy in Woniu Village, Hanging Hutang.

The hanging pot hall is famous for hanging the pot to help the world, and Mr. has two brushes, and he dare not say that he has come back to life, but with the means of Liu's shopkeeper, it is not a problem to prepare some ointment to reduce swelling and relieve itching.

If he had a special medicine to restrain mosquitoes or something, Wang Sheng would buy it at any cost, because he hated the demon mosquito to death.

"This son, are you taking medicine or seeing a doctor?"

The young man in the hanging pot hall was shrewd and capable, although he couldn't see Wang Sheng's appearance through the hat, but through his expensive clothes and figure, he easily judged that this was a rich and noble son of a small grade, and hurriedly opened his mouth to greet him.

"I have some hidden diseases, I want your shopkeeper to see if it can be cured....." The reason why Wang Sheng wore hat gloves was because he didn't want to reveal his identity, he deliberately replied in a dumb voice.

"That son, please sit down and wait, the shopkeeper is seeing a doctor in the inner hall, and I will give you a number. ”

The young man pointed to the chair next to him and smiled.

At this moment, there are seven or eight patients and their families waiting on the chairs, men, women and children, most of them are from Woniu Village, and many of them from neighboring villages have come to see a doctor.

After seeing the young master of the Wang family, they were all looking at it with curiosity.

Wang Sheng was willing to sit with these people and wait, because several villagers had seen him, and it would be embarrassing if he couldn't find out his identity, so he waved his hand and took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve, and he quietly stuffed it to the man.

"Since Childe is seriously ill and needs to be expedited, he will see a doctor next. ”

After taking the tip, the young man immediately smiled and reassured.

"Next. ”

Soon, with the deep voice of a man, Wang Sheng walked into the inner hall under the beckoning of the young man.

The shopkeeper Liu of the Hanging Pot Hall looks about fifty years old, with three strands of long hair, like an old pedant.

He stared at the stranger in front of him who was wearing a hat and his hands were wrapped in silk gloves for a few moments, and said lightly: "Childe, where are you uncomfortable?"

"Sir, I have been bitten by mosquitoes, can you be cured in two days? Besides, if you have a good way to deal with mosquitoes, I will not spare any money. ”

Wang Sheng did not lift the hat, but took off the two gloves and sent the pimple that had not yet disappeared to the shopkeeper Liu to watch.

"Is it just a mosquito bite? Even if you don't apply the medicine, you will be fine in a few days, I have ready-made herbs and incense to kill mosquitoes, and I will let the guy get you some later......"

Shopkeeper Liu glanced at Wang Sheng's wrist, his face was full of speechlessness, and he said absent-mindedly, obviously he felt that the son in front of him was too delicate.

Seeing that the shopkeeper Liu's attitude was full of impatience, Wang Sheng did not get angry, but reached out and slowly lifted the black veil under the hat.

"This~~, how can it be so serious?

As Wang Sheng lifted half of his mask, revealing his chin and neck full of pimples, Shopkeeper Liu's face immediately changed.

Wang Sheng nodded, put down his veil, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, sir, do you have a way to cure it as soon as possible? ”

was bitten into a pig's head by a mosquito suspected of being a monster, and it was understandable that the other party was hiding his head and tail like this, shopkeeper Liu waved his hand, motioned for Wang Sheng to sit down, and began to diagnose his pulse.

Although Wang Sheng was bitten very badly, his pulse and heartbeat were normal, and after the shopkeeper Liu was diagnosed, he personally prepared ointment for him, and grabbed a few doses of decoction for him to recuperate.

Of course, there is also a very effective herb incense.

Because although Wang Sheng did not directly say the specific situation of the demon mosquito, the old and sophisticated shopkeeper Liu could guess some of it, and he didn't want to be the demon mosquito Huo Huo who grew up, so he had to do his best.

The ointment was very comfortable on the bite, and the anti-itching effect was very obvious, and Wang Sheng was satisfied with the money and prepared to go home.

He had just reached the door when a man with an old man on his back hurried up.

The old man couldn't raise his head sickly, it seemed that he was very sick, and the man looked back from time to time to say something, but he didn't notice Wang Sheng at all, and bumped into him.

Touch~~

After all, Wang Sheng was only a teenager, and his strength was not as good as the other party, so he was caught off guard and was hit by the man for a while, and he took several steps back before he stabilized, almost not falling to the ground, and his chest was suffocated.

However, this was not what made him the most angry, because the hat above his head was directly knocked down, and the men, women and children waiting to see a doctor in the hanging pot hall all turned their eyes to him.

Several people had seen the young master of the Wang family, and they had participated in the banquet where he was promoted to a disciple of the Immortal Sect last night, and they couldn't help but exclaim: "You are the son of Wang Sheng, your face?"

"I'm sorry, Wang Gongzi, my father is seriously ill, and Erniu didn't mean to bump into your ......"

The man also knew the young master of the Wang family who worshiped the immortal gate, and when he saw that his honor was ruined, like a pig's head, he knew that he had caused a big disaster, and hurriedly put down the old man behind him to make amends.

"No, I'm not a king, you have recognized the wrong person. ”

After thousands of calculations, he didn't calculate that he would be knocked off the hat at the last moment, and the fact that he became a pig's head three was still exposed.

Angry in his heart, Wang Sheng's pimple face was distorted, and while he denied it, he bent down to pick up the hat and quickly snatched the door with the ointment.

"Have you heard? Wang Sheng, the young master of the Wang family, is the son of the Wang family who worshiped in the immortal gate, and he originally had a great future, but who knew that he was disfigured overnight......

"It's true, my father also saw Young Master Wang Sheng who went to the Hanging Pot Hall to grab medicine? That honor is simply terrifying......

Although Wang Sheng flatly denied it, the gossip still spread quickly in Woniu Village, and some villagers who were jealous of him began to add fuel to the discussion, and those girls who originally liked him stayed away like snakes and scorpions.