Chapter 191: Zhen Shao, Jia Shao

In the bustling crowd, Wukong stopped and came to a teahouse called Greenland Villa, and when he looked up, he saw that this teahouse was surrounded by water and mountains, which looked very magnificent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He lifted his feet up to the fifth floor and sat down in a window position.

Touching his belly, he ordered a pot of tea, two baked cakes and three catties of cooked beef, and ate beef while drinking tea, listening attentively and paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Just now, he learned from the shopkeeper that this is the most high-end teahouse in the entire Julu City, with six floors high, and the people who usually come and go are princes and nobles, either rich or noble, either powerful or immortal.

Some cultivators, accustomed to the worldly worldliness, also like to come here for a while, and in addition to entertainment, they can also make friends and listen to the news.

Wukong chose this place because the teahouse, the place of wealth and nobility, is often also the place where important news is transmitted and flowed out, besides, when I went upstairs just now, I also found that the fifth and sixth floors are the highest, luxuriously decorated, and easy to observe the surroundings;

While eating beef, Wukong looked at the bustling crowd on the street below, thinking in his heart.

"Little Fourth, Young Master Ben hunted a fresh hare today, hurry up and take it to the back kitchen and braise it for me!" A voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Wukong turned his head to look, only to see a group of people coming up the stairs, the first one was about twenty-four or five years old, gorgeously dressed, his face was slightly yellow, and his eyes were black.

Another young man was of a similar age, with a round face and a belly, holding a plum blossom paper fan, and behind each of them were four or five men in strong suits.

A good-looking shopkeeper immediately greeted him when he heard the sound, pulling his neck and shouting, "Oh, isn't this Jia Shao and Zhen Shao, you two old people haven't been here for a long time, it's really a rare guest!"

"Go, go, go, don't be vulgar with me, bother!"

Na Jia Shao waved his hand, a look of disgust. "Hurry up, give this rabbit to the uncle, wash it, braise it, get a few more good dishes, and put two jars of good wine!"

"Come on, your second elder is still upstairs, the old place, sit down for a while, and the wine and food will come soon." The little second took the rabbit from Jia Shao's entourage, and was about to walk to the back kitchen, and when he turned around, he cursed in a low voice: "What kind of thing, you are the uncle, and you don't give a reward every time, it's really fucking stingy!"

Wukong didn't care, these were just two rich children who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, and in the mortal world, there were many people with this kind of voice.

As he sipped his tea, he turned his eyes to see that the injured rabbit seemed to look familiar.

"Huh?"

He looked closely, and saw that the rabbit was fat, with gray hair all over his body, and long ears. When he looked again, he saw a black arrow feather shot through its back, and the arrow pierced through its abdomen, which was very miserable, and at this moment, the rabbit's big red eyes were looking at him pitifully.

Isn't this the gray rabbit I met on the road before who kept grazing with his head down?

Looking at the gray rabbit's pleading, pitiful eyes, Wukong's heart thumped.

He staggered to his feet, stretched out his right leg, just blocking the way of the shopkeeper, "This rabbit, you can't eat it!"

"Dao Chief, who are you?" the little two were confused for a while, and they didn't know what to do.

Na Jia Shao and his gang had just walked around the corner of the stairs, and when they heard this, they all looked back.

In the middle of the sound, Na Jia Shao withdrew his raised right foot, turned around, looked left and right, and suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Who? Who said this rabbit can't be eaten just now?"

"Immeasurable Buddha!" Wukong waved the Buddha Zen in his hand and nodded at Najia Shao, "Fangcai, it was the poor Dao who said that this rabbit can't be eaten." ”

"You?" Jia Shao stared at Wukong for a long time, and suddenly said with a smile on his face: "This Dao Master, just now you said that this rabbit can't be eaten, right?"

"Immeasurable Buddha!"

Wukong shouted the Zen language of the family again, with a compassionate look on his face, "Monks, when you are compassionate, if the donor can be merciful, if you can save the common people, the poor way is determined to be the donor's compassion day and night, bless the donor with spring breeze and good luck!"

"Hey, you little Taoist, your mouth is quite sweet, it's a pity, I want to eat rabbit meat today, what do you think?" After a pause, Jia Shao rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at his companion, and asked in a low voice: "Zhen Shao, what do you think... ？”

That Zhen Shao shook the paper fan in his hand, straightened his round belly, shook his head and said: "I think this Taoist priest has a fairy wind and Taoist spirit, and the monks don't speak, let's talk about it... He whispered close to Na Jia Shao's ear: "Besides, we have always lost gambling stones these days, or we will listen to this long word, let go of a rabbit, gather harmony, and turn our luck?"

"Uh-huh, hmm!" When Jia Shao heard this, he suddenly opened his mouth, he waved his hand, and said boldly: "Xiao Er, bring that rabbit to me." ”

Xiao Er glared at Wukong suspiciously, quickly turned around, and lifted the rabbit back.

Na Jia Shao stretched out his hand and pointed at the rabbit, opened his mouth and smiled: "Rabbit, you met a noble person today, count yourself lucky!"

"Immeasurable Buddha, the donor is so merciful, he will be proud of the spring breeze one day, and his wealth will be abundant!" Wukong took the rabbit, and there was a burst of praise in his mouth, which made a few people laugh at Najia.

The group walked upstairs in laughter and play.

Seeing that Jia Shao and the others had already gone upstairs, Wukong turned around and returned to his seat with the rabbit in his arms.

He gently placed the rabbit on the stool, held the arrow feather in his hand, and asked softly, "Little rabbit, do you understand?" The rabbit stared at Goku for a moment, blinking his red eyes a few times, then nodding weakly.

"It's good if you can understand!" Goku relieved himself slightly, "Now, I have to think about pulling this arrow out first, but the process of pulling out the arrow may be a little painful, can you bear it?"

The rabbit blinked his red eyes and nodded at Goku again.

"Okay!" Wukong cast a little mana, and pointed into scissors, clicked, first cut off the exposed arrow on the rabbit's abdomen, and then pressed the rabbit's back with his left hand, gently input spiritual power, and lightly held the arrow body with his right hand, followed the direction of the wound, and quickly pulled it out, and heard a soft sound of poof, and the broken arrow was successfully pulled out by Wukong.

Throwing away the broken arrow, Wukong quickly took out the wound medicine prepared in advance with his right hand, applied a layer of medicinal powder around the wound, and then tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his clothes and carefully bandaged the wound.

After finishing these, I looked at the rabbit again, and a pair of big red eyes were full of tears, but during the whole process, the rabbit was stunned and didn't scream.