The witch doctor's character can't be broken

The Dragon Tower and the Phoenix Palace refused to live, and Feiteng wanted to go to the rooftop.

Under Qin Suwen's repeated request, the doctor stayed on the rooftop for half a month longer, eating and drinking with her all the way.

During the three years of being a beggar, I was hungry and full, and my stomach was ruined.Qin Suwen was lying on the couch disconsolately, sipping the bitter medicine that the doctor had disconnected.

"I will definitely not overeat next time."

The doctor flipped through a page of the book, "It must be properly adjusted."

The root of her tongue was numb with bitterness, Qin Suwen retched for a while, raised her hand to wipe off the sweat on her forehead, "Just treat it."

Anyway, there are thighs to hold her now, why can't she think about courting death if she can live a long life.

A wind blows slowly from the west window, and the long black hair of the person beside the desk gently flutters.Qin Suwen was a nympho, poking her head over the book.

"what is this?"

The doctor glanced at her intermittently: "Are you illiterate?"

Qin Suwen blushed, "I only know a little."

In this society, books are an expensive luxury, and the qualifications for learning are almost monopolized by men.The Qin family has practiced medicine for generations, and their family background is relatively rich, but they only provided for their son to study in a private school for three years, so that he can learn herbs and write prescriptions.

Qin Suwen could only look through his brother's homework, asking him to teach himself in his spare time.

"Can you write?"

Qin Suwen scratched her head, "Paper and ink are very expensive."

That is no.The doctor closed the book intermittently, tapped on the table with his fingers, "Want to learn?"

Qin Suwen showed two rows of big white teeth: "I want to!"

After drinking the medicine, she no longer felt stomach ache, so she happily put up money and went to the street to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Taking the "Three Character Classic" casually, Qin Su asked, "You haven't said what you read just now."

The doctor was picking out the wolf hairs, and upon hearing that, he replied, "The Chronicles of Langhuan."

Qin Suwen looked back at the store: "Give me a copy."

The shopkeeper looked her up, smiled and took out the book: "Brother, is this young master's bookboy?"

It sounds like you bought it for yourself.

Qin Suwen nodded, the shopkeeper was surprised, and still smiled: "This book of "Langhuan Suoji" in the shop costs 60 taels, brother, will I pay for it myself, or..."

"Six, 60 taels?"

The doctor picked out a Hu inkstone in a row, heard her stuttering, reached out and patted the back of her head, "Buy."

"It's enough for the two of us to spend a year." Qin Su asked, tugging at his sleeves, and whispered, "I can read your book."

In the past, I heard my parents settle the accounts. Their small pharmacy only earned more than 100 taels a year. After deducting the expenses of the four of them, they could save 40 taels of silver.

The two of them are free to eat, as long as they don't go to the restaurant to order dragon liver and phoenix marrow, four dishes and one soup, plus four seasons clothes, they will have a good time for a year.

Doctor Duan Duan was amused by her button-searching appearance, and said in a low voice: "One bead is 3000 taels, as much as you want."

Qin Suwen still had two of those beads in her hand. When she thought about her current worth of 6000 taels, and she was no longer a beggar who couldn't eat, she suddenly felt a sense of pride.

"Then buy it!"

A jade-white hand stretched out from it, and gently snatched the book away.

"I'm poor and still learn how to read, tsk tsk."

The sweet young man uttered harsh taunts. The young man was wearing a blue silk shirt, with a cloud pattern on his head and a huge pearl on his forehead, and a folding fan pendant in his hand, which was made of suet white jade. The landscape on his face was inscribed by Qiu Shizhou .

Qin Suwen was overwhelmed by this outfit, and there were only two words in his mind: local tyrant.

The local tyrant put the "Langhuan Suoji" on the counter, took out two 50 taels of silver notes, "wrap them up."

The shopkeeper looked at the two bank notes several times, and looked at the doctor in embarrassment: "Young master, if you don't want this book, can you help this young master?"

Before the doctor could make a statement, Qin Suwen took out a stack of bank notes from his arms and slapped them viciously on the cabinet.

"There are 700 taels here!"

Even buying a courtyard with three entrances in the capital is enough, or the kind that comes with furniture.

The shopkeeper was taken aback by the appearance of the book boy, and when he looked at the doctor again, his eyes became frightened.

A little book boy can carry nearly 3000 taels of silver bills with him, and he doesn't even need to ask the owner's opinion when he spends it, and he doesn't even blink when he gets rich. What kind of background and family status does this young man have!

Qin Suwen stared at the young master, "Do you still want it? If you don't want our son, you can buy it."

The little boy choked: "You...you're out of your mind!"

This entire book store may not be worth a fraction of the money. Buying a book for 700 taels is not an isolated copy of ancient books, and money is not spent like this!

Qin Suwen's thick eyebrows drawn in charcoal were already vicious, but when they stood upside down, they were even more vicious: "If you don't want me, just buy it. If you are poor, don't go shopping like others!"

Seeing that she imitated him and just "tsk tsk" twice, the little boy blushed: "You, you are really insulting to gentlemen!"

The folding fan closed with a "snap", he took a step with his long legs, and left the bookstore angrily.

If you leave without a fight, you will be ashamed.

Qin Suwen grinned amusedly, and put the banknotes back into his pocket, leaving only 60 taels on the counter.

I like slapping faces and pretending to be criminals the most!

She laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, but Yi Duandu didn't realize this kind of happiness, so she turned to choose rice paper.

When the big bag and the small bag went out, Qin Suwen still laughed from time to time, and he calmed down when he passed by the county government office.

The county grandfather died of illness, and the funeral will be held today.

Standing in the crowd and watching for a while, thinking of the funeral of her parents and elder brother, Qin Suwen felt a little depressed again.She turned around and wanted to say go back, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the young man again.

This young man looks quite handsome, but he is far worse than healed thighs.

The man also saw Qin Suwen, turned around and left with a cold face.

"Careful." Qin Suwen muttered.

The doctor continued and said coolly: "He is a fox demon."

"Uh..." Qin Suwen fell into deep thought, "He won't hold grudges against me, so he came to seek revenge on me in the middle of the night?"

A mellow laughter came from beside his ears, and Qin Suwen's half-suspended heart returned to his stomach.Come on, come on, just in time to deliver supper to your door, their young master has no other strengths, but his mouth is full of food.

Waiting until the second watch, except for the little mouse who gnawed on her pen, there was no fox demon coming to claim her life, not even a fragrant female ghost.

It seemed to hear the sound of stomach growling.

Qin Suwen yawned and drank half a cup of strong tea, "Master, where should we go for food today?"

She has Yan Chixia's sword pouch by her side, so she doesn't need to be by Yixuduan's side all the time, but the night hunting is so exciting, she is willing to follow along, and brush up her thigh's favorability by the way.

If you can learn one and a half moves, you will be successful in this life.

However, the thigh ruthlessly rejected her.

"Copy ten times what you learned in the afternoon, and I will check it tomorrow morning."

He disappeared in a flash, and he didn't know which unlucky ghost would be bumped into by him tonight.

Qin Su asked bitterly to grind his ink, picked up a pen and began to copy "Thousand Characters".She is not used to writing with a soft brush, and her hands can't master the strength, so she always writes with thick strokes and thin strokes.

He copied a page slowly, and when he reached for a new paper, he suddenly heard a slight snort.

The night was quiet, except for the sound of her pen tip falling on the paper. The sudden movement made her wrist tremble in fright, and two blobs of ink came out.

During the day, the little boy stumbled between the beams, with his head down, looked at Qin Su with a smile and asked, "Did you do something wrong to be so afraid?"

Qin Su asked "ahhh" and yelled twice, rushed onto the couch like a rabbit, and hugged the worn-out sword pouch under the pillow into his arms.

"I, I tell you, this is the sword pouch of a sword fairy with a human head, and there is a big monster inside!"

Huangfu Yun frowned, showing disgust at the sword pouch: "The breath is very annoying."

He loosened his legs, landed firmly on the ground, sat down on the desk, and began to flip through the books on the table.

Seeing his composure, Qin Su asked, swallowing: "Aren't you afraid?"

"I don't do evil." Huangfu Yun rolled his eyes, "The immortal technique I practiced will become a god in the future, so why should I be afraid of it?"

Qin Su asked in a daze, "Fox Fairy?"

Whether it's the fox fairy or the little matchmaker, Qin Suwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he said that he would not do evil.

The big thigh is still eating supper outside, she doesn't want to die suddenly.

Finally found the "Lang Huan Suo Ji", Huangfu Yun touched the title page lovingly, raised his face and asked her: "Where is your young master?"

"He's gone out." Qin Su asked and looked at him, "What do you need from him?"

Huangfu Yun said frankly: "I think he has an extraordinary bearing, he must be very knowledgeable, I want to worship him as a teacher."

"Learn to cultivate immortality and ascend?"

Teaching one is also teaching, and teaching two is also teaching. If the young master agrees, you shouldn't mind taking her along with you, right?

"Study the Four Books and Five Classics." Huangfu Yun rolled his eyes.

Qin Suwen covered her face and bared her teeth, "A vixen, you still want to take the number one prize?"

The title of "fox spirit" made him frown in displeasure, Huangfuyun put the book in his arms, and jumped out of the window.

"If you want to get this book back, come to the Shan family's courtyard to the west of Putuo Temple."

Is this a burglary?

After finally waiting for the doctor to come back, Qin Suwen told him the matter, eagerly looking at him: "Shall we go?"

The doctor continued to raise his eyebrows, and said simply: "Go."

The incense in Putuo Temple is not strong, but it is much better than the deserted Lanruo Temple.The Shan family's second courtyard stands on the west side of the temple, with dark red lanterns waving in the wind in front of the gate.

The Shan family was originally an aristocratic family, but because of being involved in a big lawsuit, it gradually fell into decline, and the whole family moved to the countryside.When the house was vacant, it became a fox's den.

The handsome and elegant Mr. Huangfu was waiting at the door early in the morning, looking forward to it, and finally saw the two masters and servants strolling over.

He let out a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and bowed: "It's the student who was rude, and I hope you will forgive me."

The doctor kept raising his eyebrows, and followed his lead to the hospital.

The house is not spacious, but it is very beautifully decorated, with flowers and trees all the way, which is very interesting.

Huangfuyun directly led people to his study room, on the desk was "Langhuan's Trivial Notes", which was the one he took away last night.

The doctor and the doctor were invited to take their seats, and the elegant maid brought tea.

Huangfu Yun said sternly: "My surname is Huangfu, and my humble name is a word of cloud. My ancestral home is in Shaanxi. Because my house was burned by wildfire, I came to live here. Students admire you for your generosity and literary talent, please teach me!"

The doctor took off the cover intermittently to look at the bright yellow tea soup, and took a sip, "Ascension can teach you, but you can't take the champion exam."

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It's late today, sorry