Chapter Seventy-Three: We're Such Modest People!

said that Zhang Xuanqing and Yuan Tiangang discussed behind their backs whether Ruan Han was hiding something, and the two muttered for a long time, discussing from people to fans.

In the end, the two came to a conclusion: "Anyway, I will stay here for one night, and when I leave tomorrow morning, I don't care if he hides anything or not." Then he rolled over and lay down and fell asleep.

They were all asleep indeed......

However, before Zhang Xuanqing fell asleep, he thought a lot in his head, especially the experience of the past few days, starting from Young Master Zheng's evil spirit, to the village in front, and then to Yuan Tiangang's Yi Jing and Ruan Han's fan.

He conceived a lot of possibilities, and he overturned a lot of them.

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The next day, Yuan Tiangang woke up from his sleep, but did not see Zhang Xuanqing.

When he walked to Ruan Han's room, he found that everyone was there, but there was no Zhang Xuanqing, and he couldn't help asking, "Where is Brother Zhang Dao?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head: "I didn't see it." ”

Ruan Han said: "Maybe it's time to go to the morning exercise? I'll let Qingfeng find it." ”

"No, I'm here. Qingfeng Daotong was just about to agree, but Zhang Xuanqing's voice sounded from outside the door.

I saw him push a strange "chair" and walk slowly, the top of which was no different from a normal chair, but there were four wheels underneath. The first two wheels are extremely small, and the second two are very large.

Pushing it all the way to Ruan Han, Zhang Xuanqing smiled and said leisurely: "Ruan Daoyou, although the poor Taoist medical skills are not good, he knows some strange skills. Since the Taoist friend was unwilling to accept the diagnosis of the poor Dao, in order to repay the Taoist friend for taking in him for a night, the poor Taoist made such a gadget, called a 'wheelchair', and sent it to the Taoist friend to walk. ”

Last night he slept back to modern times, just to make this thing.

As he himself said, it didn't matter if Ruan Han didn't want him to treat his illness, but he had to pay for the accommodation last night.

Ruan Han was not prepared to ask for money, this is a favor, so he also has to repay the other party's favor.

Although I don't know how Ruan Han lived before, I also know that if I think about it, I will definitely not be able to take care of him with a seven or eight-year-old Qingfeng Dao Tong. As a disabled person, what you need most must be a wheelchair.

Seeing the change in Ruan Han's expression from surprise to surprise to shock, Zhang Xuanqing smiled with satisfaction, and said in his heart, you look down on my medical skills, this time you are scared, right?

Although this has nothing to do with medical skills......

His eyes swept over Ruan Han's waist again, and sure enough, he saw a palm-sized fan hanging on his waist, similar to the banana fan of Journey to the West, which was not gold or jade; there were white spikes hanging under the handle of the fan, and the raw materials could not be seen either; there were two big dark lines on the fan surface, and the font was similar to the font on Yuan Tiangang's mirror.

At the first glance of this fan, there was really a faint sense of joy and wanting to possess it, but it was not as strong as seeing Yi Jing the night before, and it should have been affected by the evil qi at that time.

Zhang Xuanqing only glanced at it, then quietly withdrew his gaze, and then beckoned Qingfeng Daotong over, and then moved Ruan Han to the wheelchair.

The originally indifferent young man was already indescribably excited, and was pushed around twice by Qingfeng Daotong, and then turned around twice by himself.

It wasn't until the rarity had passed that the excitement calmed down a little, but his voice was still a little trembling: "Thank you...... Zhang Zhenren!"

Qingfeng Daotong was also happy, dancing with his hands, and turned around to make a circle for Zhang Xuanqing: "Zhang Zhenren, I also thank you for my husband." ”

Zhang Xuanqing behaved very calmly, waved his hand, shook his sleeves, and almost said a drizzle, which is meaningless...... However, when the words came to his mouth, he felt that it was too sassy and did not conform to his identity as a master, so he changed his mouth to: "It's just a trivial matter, not enough to worry about...... and his expression was also very humble.

Mmmm, we're such humble people!

He didn't take the opportunity to ask for a look at Ruan Han's fan, although he wanted to, but just like Yuan Tiangang's Yi Jing, if the other party hadn't taken the initiative to show him, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to ask for it.

Nothing else, he didn't want to be denied the stage. If the thing is his, he doesn't want to show it to outsiders.

Then the atmosphere was very lively, so good that it couldn't be better, after breakfast, when everyone said goodbye, Ruan Han even stayed for a few more days.

Yuan Tiangang hurriedly told him about going back to the funeral, and Ruan Han didn't stay longer. However, Liu Jiannan did not follow everyone all the way, and the external injuries were serious, so when he left, Zhang Xuanqing asked him: "Liu Zhuangshi, are you going with us, or do you stay with Ruan Daoyou for two more days to recuperate from your injuries?"

Liu Jiannan said: "Let's go with the Taoist leaders." "He is not familiar with Ruan Han, and he has spoken less than ten sentences from yesterday to today, how can he be left alone.

The four of them hit the road again, and after a night of repairs, Li Chunfeng and Liu Jiannan were much better than yesterday. Especially Li Chunfeng, Meimei slept all night, although she can't say that she is energetic today, she no longer swayed when she walks, and her feet are soft.

After walking another seven or eight miles, he arrived at a village, hired two ox carts, and pulled the four men to the nearest town. The four of them replaced the ox-cart with a horse-drawn cart.

At this time, Liu Jiannan said goodbye: "Thank you for taking care of a few Taoist elders in the past two days, if the Taoist leaders are sent in the future, Liu will die in a sea of swords." ”

Zhang Xuanqing didn't want to let him go so easily, and asked, "Brother Liu, is there something urgent? With Brother Liu's injury, he can't heal in a short time." ”

Liu Jiannan is also a wonderful person, and he can understand it at one point: "What the Taoist chief said is not bad, Liu really has nothing important." It will take about two or three months to heal from this injury, and I don't know what the long will do?"

"Hehe...... Zhang Xuanqing rubbed his hands and smiled a little embarrassed: "That...... Actually...... Poor Dao wants to learn some kung fu from you, the kind that comes and goes. ”

"Learn kung fu?" Liu Jiannan was stunned: "Doesn't the Taoist know what kind of 'thunder method', with the mana of the Taoist chief, where can he still learn martial arts?"

He still remembered that yesterday Zhang Xuanqing casually pointed with his hand, and there was a loud noise, and then the enemy fell to the ground and died.

This kind of person still needs to learn kung fu from him?

Are you kidding!

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng were also very surprised, looking at Zhang Xuanqing's eyes full of puzzlement.

In this regard, Zhang Xuanqing just wants to say that you think too highly of me, our marksmanship is not accurate, and even if it is accurate, it will only be four guns and eight magazines, and when it is always used up, it is as reliable as the real ability of the hand that I have learned.

To put it mildly, Liu Jiannan nodded in embarrassment: "If the Taoist doesn't think that Liu's ability is low, some martial arts will be passed on to the Taoist chief." ”

This guy made Zhang Xuanqing excited, thinking that he would be a hero in the future, living a life of white clothes like snow and coming and going like the wind. The mood, tsk, and beauty, came directly to a high song:

"The world is vast, time is limited, why bother!

Life is busy, competing for short and long, but there are no glory and decline, and it is difficult to gain and lose.

Look at the autumn wind and golden valley, the night moon and the Wujiang River, the cold Afang Palace, and the desolate Tongque Terrace.

The glory of the flowers is dewed, the rich grass is creamy, the mechanism is thorough, and all worries are forgotten.

Praise what dragon tower and phoenix pavilion, what to say about the name of the lock, idle and quiet, and the poetry and wine are rampant.

It's not too late to sing a song and return, the song is a tune to the vast lakes and seas, meet the scenery at the right time, pick up the green and find the fragrance......"

The song came from the carriage, accompanied by the clattering of horses' hooves. Sometimes hoarse, sometimes loud, sometimes low, sometimes high. seems to have seen through the world and cut through the cold sky.

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"Qingfeng, push me to Sangmen Village. Not long after Zhang Xuanqing and the others left, Ruan Han sat in a wheelchair, rubbing the treasure fan on his waist in his hand, and instructed Qingfeng Daotong.

Qingfeng Daotong nodded obediently, put his hand on the "handlebar", and pushed the wheelchair hard. Because of the uneven road, he snorted, his face turned red, but his eyes were full of joy: "Great, with this 'wheelchair', Mr. will go to Sangmen Village in the future, and he will no longer have to climb on the car." ”

"It's hard for you...... ...... in the future" Ruan Han sighed lightly, looking in the direction of Sangmen Village, not knowing what he was thinking. And in that direction, it was the weird village that Zhang Xuanqing and a few people passed by!

Listening to the meaning of the master and servant, it seems that they often have to go there.

Meanwhile.

Huayuan County, Jishitang.

The door of the medical hall that should be opened to Japan was tightly closed, with a lock hanging on it, and Sun Simiao and Liu Shenwei were carrying a burden on their backs, facing the door and drifting away.

"Master, do you really want to leave?" Liu Shenwei turned back one step at a time, extremely reluctant.

Sun Simiao walked in front of him, and didn't look back: "What, reluctantly?"

"Mmmm, it's just been a good day for two days, why are you leaving?" Liu Shenwei caught up with two steps, puzzled.

Sun Simiao turned around and glared at him: "How do you usually teach you as a teacher?" Tell you, be quiet and far-reaching, indifferent and ambitious, and don't be greedy for wealth and wealth!"

Liu Shenwei shrank his head and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't say that I was greedy for wealth, it's just ...... It is...... Cheap Zheng Fat Man and Old Money ...... them"

"What do you say!" Sun Simiao gave him a slap in the face: "Forget what your Uncle Zhang said? The descendants will rejoice, and there will be descendants behind. You said that Master Zheng and the money shopkeeper took advantage of it, but didn't you also take advantage of your uncle?"

Without waiting for Liu Shenwei to speak, he said: "Besides, I just entrusted the medical hall to the money shopkeeper to take care of them, and invited Dr. Hu from Chengnan to sit for a consultation, presumably it will open again in a few days." And the profits we deserve from the tea and wine business are still from the medical center, but they can't reach the hands of our master and apprentice. But it will still be used to treat people. This matter is guaranteed by the county lord, and all the people in Huayuan County have witnessed, how can they be greedy for ink?"

"Oh......" Liu Shenwei replied, still a little reluctant.

Seeing his appearance, Sun Simiao sighed and said, "Shenwei, you have also seen it, the Pan Daochang who came to find your Uncle Zhang a few days ago is obviously not good. Your Uncle Zhang and your Uncle Yuan went to Chang'an, and they are going to Chang'an as well, I'm afraid ......"

"I'm afraid that the person surnamed Pan will trouble me Uncle Zhang, so are we going to Chang'an to inform Uncle Zhang?" Liu Shenwei finally came to his senses.

Clinker, Sun Simiao coughed lightly, and a touch of embarrassment flashed on his face.