[Comprehensive Martial Arts] After the host ran away from home

Son: "These are the closest you can get. I'll send the money back in a few days."

How could the Qiaos accept it: "Feng'er, you have to keep this money yourself, we who are half buried in the loess can't use it."

The scene was protracted and extremely sad, Cheng Mo took out a piece of silver the size of half a palm: "Either take his, or take this!"

The old couple was so frightened that they took Qiao Feng's money on the spot.

The two rode fast horses, planning to find the next insider of the year.

There was a loud wind in the woods, and the little monk ran for his life in a panic. Seeing someone approaching in front of him, he wanted to run away but his consciousness was blurred.

Qiao Feng saw the man at a glance: "It seems to be injured."

Cheng Mo: "Go and see."

The two got off the horse to check, Cheng Mo was a master of disguise, he could see through such tricks at a glance, and when he tore off the mask, he found that he was an acquaintance, Ah Zhu!

"Miss Ah Zhu!" Qiao Feng felt for his pulse and found that it was surprisingly serious.

Cheng Mo took out a pill and stuffed it into her mouth: "I suffered a serious internal injury."

"Can you heal?"

"Yes, yes, but it will take some time. Are you more anxious to save the girl or to find an assassin?" Cheng Mo said with a joke, and Qiao Feng was helpless.

"Your child doesn't matter how big or small you are. Miss Ah Zhu was seriously injured, so of course you have to hurry up with her first."

"According to this prescription, grab the medicine for me." The little boy at the pharmacy took it over and took a look: "Young master, this medicine is very valuable, you?"

Cheng Mo really didn't have much money at this time, and he knew that he had taken all the money from the Shennong Gang: "You should grab as much as you can get here."

Cheng Mo searched around with his hands on his hips, and saw a fortune teller setting up a stall on the street, he returned to the pharmacy: "Are you ready?"

"You only have enough money for one post, and I have one or two taels of silver left for you."

Cheng Mo put away the medicine and pushed the silver over: "Give me some cinnabar."

It was a clear sky, and the fortune teller also picked up some business, lazily basking in the sun, and after a while, he saw a little boy walking over with a piece of cloth, and sat down on the bunk beside him.

The fortune teller was curious: "Hey, whose young master is this?"

Cheng Mo laughed: "Look, brother, this place is not bad, let me borrow your banner."

The fortune teller sat up straight: "What? Are you here to steal business?"

Cheng Mo arranged the cinnabar: "Exactly."

"Hey, you little bastard, you're looking for trouble on purpose."

Cheng Mo booed: "You are an expert, you must maintain your image and sit down quickly."

The fortune-teller flicked his sleeves: "I can tell by pinching my fingers that you have bad luck."

"Master, why do I think you are the one with the bad luck?"

Cheng Mo carried a few large pieces of paper and placed them on the ground, and the fortune-teller stretched his neck to look at them. It said "100 taels count as life and death", and the fortune-teller snorted coldly: "You child has too much appetite, do you know that this is not normal?" It’s only a few dozen taels a year, so if you ask for a hundred at once, you’re probably crazy, right?”

Cheng Mo lay on the cloth: "Follow the fate, coming and going at the door of this pharmacy is a matter of life and death, and we can always meet."

The people who came to buy the medicine were indeed faulty, and the fortune-teller was also sure of this, so he set up the stall here, and the fortune-teller picked up a few people after more than half of the afternoon passed.

"Auntie, your seal is black, you must be sick recently."

"Master, sure, I've always had a headache recently."

"Don't be afraid, just drink my talisman water to ensure that your illness will be cured."

"how much is it?"

"A penny."

"Auntie, I don't want money, mine is better than his." The clear voice interrupted the fortune teller's nagging.

As soon as she heard that no money was required, the aunt immediately moved half a step: "Can you do it?"

"Of course, my life-saving fairy cinnabar was consecrated in front of the Buddha statue, as long as this little bit is enough."

"I said you can do it, don't go too far!"

"Not too much, not too much, you will know if you try it."

The auntie sat in front of Cheng Mo's stall suspiciously, the child twisted a little powder, used the finger as a pen to dab on the forehead of the old lady, and then dotted on several places on the face and shoulders, the aunt's complexion suddenly became rosy, and the forehead appeared red. Khan, after sitting for a long time, opened his eyes refreshed: "God! That's great! Hey, hey, this is really a little fairy."

The aunt was very happy and went home with her vegetable basket.

The fortune teller folded his arms and looked at him: "You kid doesn't understand the rules at all. I think you are young. You didn't drive you out of my place, but you still disturbed me with your nose and face!"

Cheng Mo chuckled: "It's true that I took advantage of Big Brother. Don't worry, I won't lose you. I'll just sit here for three days."

One patch is only enough for one time, but it is enough for the time being, Qiao Feng exerted internal force on A Zhu, finally woke up after drinking the medicine, Qiao Feng bought some food, Cheng Mo liked the pastry, and was happy to eat it with tea .

Height is a headache

A'Zhu's face is still pale, Qiao Feng has always dealt with friends, even if he knows women, he is the kind of heroic and dry woman, he is rare like A'Zhu, he is a hero, he is a bit restless for a while.

Cheng Mo felt that he was shining brightly, and sneaked out with a plate of snacks.

The atmosphere was very awkward, A'Zhu thought for a while: "Brother Qiao, I can't sleep, tell me a story."

"Oh, I, I'll tell you a story about a wolf and an old man."

A'Zhu laughed: "Then the wolf ate the old man, right? I read this story in a book, and I don't want to hear the story in the book. Brother Qiao has been in the Jianghu for many years. Tell me the real story."

Qiao Feng rubbed his fingers: "Then, let me tell you a child's story."

"A long time ago, there was a child who lived with his parents. One day his father fell ill, and his mother sold all the chickens and eggs in the house for four renminbi, but the doctor thought the money was too little. , refused to be healed, and kicked the child's mother down, and the child refused to accept it and went up to beat him, but was also kicked down."

"That doctor is very cruel."

"Later when Na returned home, the mother found that the money was missing. She suspected that the child had stolen it, but she searched her body and found nothing. The child was angry and stole a butcher's knife that night and killed the doctor."

A'Zhu was startled, Cheng Mo outside the door almost spit out the tea, what kind of bloody story is this, it's too straightforward...

"I heard that Juxianzhuang widely posts heroic posts."

Hearing this voice, Cheng Mo moved to the side.

"What are you doing for posting heroic posts? You don't even know about this. If you are not of my race, you must have a different heart. Back then, Qiao Feng was from Khitan. He has great martial arts skills, so he will inevitably do something in the future."

"I heard that the person who posted the post was Divine Doctor Xue."

"But this Qiao Feng hasn't killed anyone yet, isn't it inappropriate to attack him?"

"What's inappropriate? If he doesn't kill people now, it doesn't mean he won't kill people in the future. It's better to kill people early if there is such a danger."

People's malice is always inexplicable. A person who fell down the mountain will be stepped on by countless feet again, how familiar it is.

After all, A'Zhu was the one who was injured, and fell asleep after a while, Qiao Feng saw that the child was not in the house and went out to look for it, but when he opened the door, he saw a person leaning against the door.

"Is someone asleep?"

"Well, I'm asleep. By the way, why did you go out for so long today?"

"Go out for a walk."

The moon is as cool as water, and the dense trees stand on the ground like beasts.

"Although I'm a rough person, I see that some medicines on your prescription are very valuable. Did you spend all your money?"

Cheng Mo smiled: "Money is a bastard, we earn it after spending it."

"Hahaha, you are such a strange person. Meeting someone like you in a lifetime is worth bragging about for several lifetimes."

"I don't know if there is a next life, I just know that people have to live this life comfortably."

Qiao Feng looked up at the moon: "You have something to say to me."

Cheng Mo: "What if one day you find out that the things you checked are true?"

Qiao Feng was obsessed for a while: "If it's true, I have no face to face my elders and I can't face my friends in the world."

"But, people can't choose their origin."

Qiao Feng: "It's not the same. If I think of my brothers from the beggar gang, all of them come from ordinary backgrounds. It's fine if we drink and fight together, but if I'm from Khitan, then I'm not just me, I'm Behind is a country, and all choices are related to the interests of the two countries."

Cheng Mo: "I used to have a friend. He was a very rich man. He had a good life and couldn't bear to see others suffer. He persuaded many people in his life. If he couldn't be persuaded, he gave some money. After all, there is nothing worthwhile. Money can't solve it, he worries about it every day, he almost regards it as his own career, often can't sleep late at night, and is haggard day by day, but he always fails in persuading people, even if he gives them money, the effect is not good. I will never persuade anyone again.”

Qiao Feng: "Your friend has a good heart, but everyone's experience is different. Although he is kind, he can't tell how it works in people's hearts. You mean that you won't persuade me what to do."

Cheng Mo stretched his waist: "I just want to say that if a person thinks too much, he will be very tired. If his own pain has not been resolved, how can he care about other people?"

"Hahaha, you are right to say that, what happened to your friend afterwards?"

"Although he tried to persuade others every day, he himself did not listen to persuasion. He finally did a great thing and saved many people. His name was remembered by many people."

"If possible, I really want to know him."

"Brother Qiao, I don't want to persuade you. There are many things in a person's life that cannot be persuaded. I just want to tell you that if you want to quit, you can come to me."

Qiao Feng laughed: "I remember that's not what you said when drinking before, telling me that I can't hide from the world."

Cheng Mo: "It's not to tell you to hide from the world, it's just that there are many