Lin Xiuran, who couldn't figure out the reason for the matter, didn't think about it in the end.

Anyway, it seems that things are not going in a bad direction now.

The black death qi on Luo Xin'er's body did not explode, and she also recovered the cultivation of the supreme grandmaster, everything was fine.

Next, as long as they go back to Ningtang County again, and after explaining some things, they can go to Xianting with peace of mind.

Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu's foundation building can also be put on the agenda.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuran wanted to release the falling flower boat and immediately go to Ningtang County, but Luo Xin'er, a greedy snack, remembered the food in the capital of the Wu Dynasty when she got sick, shook her head, and rejected Lin Xiuran's proposal.

Lin Xiuran had no choice but to agree to Luo Xin'er's request and accompany her and Hua Xie Yu to walk around the capital for one more day.

Of course, he wasn't entirely unhappy.

After staying in the mortal world for a long time, he is also very adaptable to and enjoys this mortal life.

Boiling tea and tasting tea, the sunny window is on the post, Xiaoji watering the flowers, and painting thrushes for his wife, such things are no worse than the immortals meditating and cultivating their lives.

It's not a bad thing to take a few more bites once in a while.

In this way, the three of them, like mortal husband and wife, after sweeping the tomb, went down the mountain again.

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On the way back, there were still not many people going up the mountain, and only a few woodcutters and hunters were occasionally seen.

But not long after, Lin Xiuran and the others met a neat team of people.

Judging from their clothes and the tools they held, it was probably a group of craftsmen who built tombs.

It's just that it takes four or five craftsmen to build an ordinary grave, and this team of people can be enough for dozens of people.

Come to think of it, it should be someone from a large family.

Lin Xiuran didn't think much about it, but in the crowd, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

The man had a goatee, was in his forties, and was about a congenital master, Lin Xiuran couldn't name him, but he had some impression that when the Wu Dynasty Golden Scale Test, he was standing in the team of the Qi family in Shangjing, standing next to Qi Niansuo, it should be a member of the Qi family.

To whom are they going to build graves?

Qi Niansuo, the ancestor of the Qi family, or that Qi Mo? I found that the name QQ reading does not show up. 】

Lin Xiuran's impression of this grandfather and grandson is not bad, he doesn't want good people to live long, if they are just dying at the moment, and they are not dead, he can also help them continue their lives for another few decades.

Just think of it as a wish for Luo Xin'er to recover from a serious illness today, and give it back a point of cause and effect!

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuran turned his head and watched this group of people go up the mountain, keeping up with the pace of his wife, and made up his mind that he would go to Qi's house to have a look later.

"Xianggong, what's the matter, do you know them?"

Hua Jieyu and Luo Xin'er are a little strange.

They didn't have the same memory as Lin Xiuran, and they didn't know that the middle-aged man with a goatee was from the Qi family in Shangjing.

"Acquaintance, sort of!"

Lin Xiuran nodded, and then said to the two of them: "Xin'er, Xie Yu, we won't go to any restaurant this time, let's find a high-ranking family and go to eat the overlord meal!"

When the two girls heard this, they were even more puzzled, tilted their heads, and looked at Lin Xiuran suspiciously.

Why are they eating overlord meals for no reason? It's not that they can't afford to pay.

Lin Xiuran was a little uncomfortable when they looked at him like this, so he had to stop selling it, and answered: "The team of people who walked over just now are from the Qi family in Shangjing, I think it should be Qi Mo or Qi Niansuo who had an accident." Today, Xin'er is well, and I am very happy to be a father-in-law, so I also went to save someone, which is considered a wish. ”

"Is it the Qi Mo who burned the origin with fire on the Golden Scale Heavenly Ladder?"

Luo Xin'er was a little impressed.

"He's quite pitiful, and so is the old grandfather of the Qi family. If Xianggong can help them, let's help them!"

Hua Jieyu also has some impressions.

"Well, let's go eat them and help them. ”

Lin Xiuran nodded.

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The three of them agreed, and then they went down the mountain and entered the capital.

After a while, he came to the gate of Qi's house.

It's just that Lin Xiuran, Luo Xin'er, and Hua Jieyu have already changed their appearance.

Lin Xiuran pretended to be a white-headed old man with a clear face and white hair, he was dressed in a white-washed gray coat, and he was holding a pair of ragged shoes with sewn and mended on his feet, while Luo Xin'er and Hua Jieyu were dressed as men, pretending to be two medicine boys, one of them gave him the white sail of "hanging pot to help the world", and the other held the medicine box for him.

Of course, this is not Lin Xiuran's bad taste for cross-dressing, let alone pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

He's just a little afraid of trouble.

In the capital of this Wu Dynasty, there are too many people who know him and have seen him, as soon as he appears, he will definitely attract the attention of the major families, and when the time comes, the group of people will flock to him, and he will definitely be annoyed enough.

Simply, a casual doctor of the wandering party is good.

The three of them arrived at the gate of the Qi family in the dress of "three quacks and seven swindlers".

An old porter saw the three people dressed like Lang Zhong and Yao Tong, and came out of the door in time.

His face was full of wrinkles, and he smiled at Lin Xiuran, who had a white beard, and asked, "This old gentleman, I see that you have stopped at the door for a long time, and you don't know what is going on?"

Lin Xiuran was already ready to be put on the face of the porter, but he was very surprised to see the old porter's smiling appearance.

Originally, he wanted to show his hands, so he had to give up, and said indifferently: "Old man, I have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and there is a good prescription to cure the death of your son Qi Mo and extend the life of your son for fifty years!"

"This ......"

The old porter listened to Lin Xiuran's words, his face changed slightly, and he originally wanted to lure them in, but after hearing this, he suddenly became hesitant.

It would be nice to be able to prolong your life for a few more years, and to live for another 50 years? I'm afraid that only those charlatans dare to say it.

But the old porter's hesitation was only for a moment, and soon, he restrained the slight color and led them into the mansion.

"By the way, the three of us master and apprentice heard about Qi Mo's illness, and they rushed for a few days, and they were very tired at this time, please prepare some special drinks and dishes of the Beijing flavor for us, we are full of food and drink, and we can diagnose Qi Mo Gongzi!" Lin Xiuran walked to the old man.

"This is nature, this is nature! I will ask someone to prepare, old gentleman don't worry!"

The old porter listened to Lin Xiuran's words that were full of "liar", but he was not suspicious at all, and still led them to the house.

When he had settled them in a drawing-room, he went to the kitchen and brought them some sumptuous dishes.

After doing this, he returned to his post and continued his job as a doorman.

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"Grandpa, those people look like liars, what are you letting them in?"

In front of the gate, the grandson of the old porter asked the old porter in puzzlement.

He was led by the old porter by his side, let him learn to treat people, usher in the send-off, and wait for the old porter for a hundred years, he will take over his class and continue to be the gatekeeper of the Qi family.

The old porter just patted his grandson's head and said, "Silly boy, whether you are a liar or not, not necessarily, what we are talking about is not counted at all." ”

"Young Master Qi Mo is dying, at this time, the old man will seize any glimmer of hope, those of us who are concierges, at this time, we should never make decisions for the old man, screen the true from the false, but lead everyone to their side and let them make their own decisions. ”

"The Qi family in Beijing is not short of one or two meals, and they will eat it, if they are fake, they will have their own masters to punish them, we don't need to worry, and the masters will not blame us. But if they are true, we have made those miracle doctors unhappy because of this, so that Young Master Qi Mo almost missed the chance to live, then our sin will be great, and when the time comes, no one will be able to save us. ”

"Silly boy, do you understand now?"

The grandson of the old porter seemed to understand and nodded thoughtfully.

Then, he saw an old man with white hair, holding a banner that read "Hanging Pot to Help the World", and came to the Qi Mansion.

His grandfather greeted him again.

"There are so many people here today!"

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