Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

After hearing this, Wang Huaigu nodded hurriedly.

"Master, just give orders, no matter what you say, I will agree!"

Right now, people are offering knives and I'm fish, how dare I refuse.

Just wait for the matter to pass, and report to the official tomorrow.

Do not!

Report six doors!

"see this!"

The man in black nodded in satisfaction, and threw a cloth bag over.

Wang Huaigu swallowed, his hands trembling, he picked it up.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a painting scroll, which should be something like calligraphy and painting.

The scroll looks a bit old, and the paper is also a bit old, not something in recent years.

Puzzled in his heart, he unfolded it little by little, and his complexion changed when he saw the 'Nine Years of Yonghe, Years in Kuichou' on the right.

He hurriedly opened the scroll, but was afraid of breaking it, so he held it with both hands, carefully.

After a while, he opened the entire scroll, seeing the vigorous and powerful handwriting on it, Wang Huaigu's eyes lit up.

"My God, my God, this is "Lanting Collection Preface", this is Wang Youjun's writing, this is the authentic work... Hasn't it been lost long ago? How is it possible?"

"Damn it, why is there only half of it, who the hell judged it..."

Wang Huaigu was so excited that he couldn't....

Wang Youjun's handwriting stickers have been lost since Li Shimin's period in the Tang Dynasty. It is said that they were brought into Zhaoling, and all that are seen on the market are copies.

Now that he had the opportunity to see the real work, how could he not be excited?

But this is only half, what kind of person has the heart to start with such a treasure?

But before he finished speaking, Wang Huaigu suddenly thought that the old man in front of him might be the goddamn...

So the words that came to his lips stopped abruptly.

Although this treasure is good, you can't lose your life just because of this treasure!

If he really wants to scold the rest of the words, I'm afraid his head can be kicked like a ball.

Wang Huaigu swallowed, raised his head, and looked flatteringly at the man in black:

"I don't know what the uncle means by this? Could it be that you want to pawn this thing?"

He rolled his eyes and thought of a reason.

Could it be that this Jiangyang thief has changed his mind and wants to come here to exchange some money.

If this is the case, it is a huge profit.

"Hehe! I need you to hold a treasure appraisal meeting starting tomorrow, and let everyone in the capital know that you have half a volume of "Lanting Collection Preface". I want you to use this half volume of copybooks to draw out the second half volume Roll, do you understand?"

The man in black let out a creepy laugh from his throat, and then gave an order.

When Wang Huaigu heard this, he was a little disappointed. It turned out that he just let himself be a passing God of Wealth.

"Villain, villain understand!"

Without much hesitation, he nodded and answered.

"Don't think about playing tricks, otherwise, your family's old 3.0 will only survive for a few days."

The man in black threatened again, and Wang Huaigu nodded repeatedly.

"I will come again..."

Another voice sounded, and the next moment, the figure in black seemed to flash and disappeared in place.

The door, which was originally opened, now slammed shut with a bang.

Wang Huaigu shivered, let out a breath of cold air, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

This...is a human or a ghost!

But the next moment, he clenched his hands tightly, touched the painting scroll in his hand, and suddenly came back to his senses.

It should be a person!

Ghost, how can there be any reason to give things to people?

And it's still this "Lanting Collection Preface".

Looking at the direction in which the man in black left, Wang Huaigu lowered his head again, looking at the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" in front of him, his eyes widened.

There is a trace of fear in it, but more of it is greed! .

Chapter 276 "The Lame Beggar" Lin Wuyou who took someone to test the medicine

Three days later, at the northwest border of Daming, Liugong Town.

The streets here are very depressed, the ground is full of loess, when the wind blows, the sky is filled with dust.

An old beggar who couldn't see his face clearly, leaning on a broken wooden stick, holding a bowl in his hand, was begging with his feet limp.

No one felt pity for him. He walked around and felt as if his stomach was on fire, and he was lying powerlessly in a corner of the wall in the shade.

At this time, a man with a thin complexion was walking on the street, and when he saw the old beggar, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He stepped forward.

Seeing a pair of shoes in front of him, the old beggar slowly raised his head. When he saw this man, he had a flattering smile on his face.

"Give me some money from the great master, and show mercy. I wish you good luck and longevity. The little son of the family is smart and wise, and he will be admitted to the top prize in the future."

The man didn't speak, and threw a steamed bun from his cuff, and it landed in the man's bowl accurately.

The beggar looked at the steamed buns in the bowl and couldn't believe it.

He kowtowed several times, then grabbed it and devoured it, for fear that someone would snatch it from him.

04 And the man seemed to have something to do, so he didn't leave, just stood here and waited.

After he finished eating, he opened his mouth and said:

"How did you cripple your leg?"

"Hey, when I was young, a big family's dog chased the broken dog, why did the old man ask?"

"Do you want to fix it?"

The man looked over, a strange gleam flashed in his eyes, and he asked.

This person is exactly Lin Wuyou who came back from the Vajra Gate all the way, and his face is still not his original face.

They rested in this town, and Lin Wuyou came out to find someone to experiment with Black Jade Intermittent Ointment.

I have already searched several towns, but I have not found a suitable candidate.

But now I have found it. This old beggar who is begging has severely deformed legs and feet, and he is very qualified.

"Cure? Don't be kidding me, the old man has been lame for 50 years!"

The old beggar stretched out his right hand, his hand was trembling, and two drops of muddy yellow tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sure to heal your foot, and I'll give you 100 taels of silver as a guarantee, how about it?"

Lin Wuyou continued to speak, with a little more sigh in his words.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are suffering!

"100 taels..."

As soon as these words came out, the old beggar was stunned. He had never seen so much money in his life.

Lin Wuyou nodded, expressing that he was right.

"My lord, you just have to do it, the villain is willing, willing."

The old beggar glanced at Lin Wuyou, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, so he nodded repeatedly.

If it can get better... No, even if you give up this leg, it's worth it in exchange for 100 taels of silver.

"wait for me here."

After Lin Wuyou finished speaking, he turned and left.

The old beggar stared blankly for a moment, and looked at Lin Wuyou's back going away, with some expectations and doubts in his heart.

But fortunately, not long after, the sound of footsteps came back, and the old beggar looked happy.

Looking with both eyes, I saw the man just now, and now he brought another person over.

It looks like a doctor, because he is still carrying a medicine box.

"I have only one request, to put his deformed foot back in place."

Lin Wuyou pointed to the old beggar and said to the doctor.

Seeing that the patient was a beggar, the doctor twitched his eyes slightly, then looked at the other's legs and feet, and couldn't help but smile wryly:

"Master, this man's leg has been crippled for decades. It is possible to reset it, but it can't heal it at all. It would be tantamount to crippling his leg, and he might not even dare to move it by then."

"He is an old beggar. If he offends you in any way, just show mercy and don't bother with him."

The doctor only thought that this old beggar offended Lin Wuyou.

The old beggar has been begging for food on this street for more than ten years, and he knows him well.

This meeting also helped to say a few good words, and wanted to ask Lin Wuyou to let him go.

"I have a way to heal his bones, you just need to restore the opponent's legs and feet to the shape of a normal person."

Lin Wuyou didn't want to explain too much.

And the old beggar glanced at Lin Wuyou, and swallowed.

"Doctor Sun, just follow this uncle's instructions, he, he should be able to heal my feet."

It doesn't matter even if it can't be cured!

The old man said that giving himself 100 taels of silver would be enough for him to spend his old age.

Even if you don't give 100 taels, give it [-] taels, you can still eat a few good meals, and then go on the road happily.

Seeing that the old beggar had said such things, Dr. Sun sighed and nodded without saying anything more.

If you like me, what else can he say?

Going to the front and squatting down, he pulled up the trouser legs of the old beggar.

There was a big lump on the dark ankle, which was a crooked leg bone.

He didn't care too much, opened his medicine box, took out a towel from it, wiped the old beggar vigorously, and took out a small hammer.

"Eat this, it won't hurt so much then!"

Doctor Sun took out a pitch-black pill and handed it to the old beggar.

The old beggar glanced at it, swallowed it, and soon felt numb all over his body, and his consciousness began to blur.

Seeing this scene, Dr. Sun did not hesitate, and slammed down with a hammer, only to hear a 'click', and the old beggar's leg bones were immediately broken.

"……what!"

Although he took the numbing medicine, the old beggar still let out a cry of pain, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his hands and feet began to move wildly.

Because of the medicine, his resistance was much weaker, which did not affect the doctor's start.

Not long after, Dr. Sun cleaned up the excess bones that had grown out of it, and then connected the legs together.

"Master, it has been reset, but in his case, this leg is completely useless, but it looks like a normal person, and he can't move at all."

"Nothing, you put this on him!"

Lin Wuyou took out a three-finger wide box from his arms.

Dr. Sun took it and opened it, but what he saw was a ball of black paste.

After taking a sip, the whole body's blood boiled, it should be a good ointment.