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Chongliu Town is a small place.

Although this place is surrounded by mountains on the left and the river on the right, there are neither famous people nor any special food production. Although living here is not rich, but if you work hard, you will not worry about food and clothing.

Those with a little ambition left the village early to seek a future, and most of the people left behind have no ambitions and live here comfortably.

"Two rooms cost 30 taels."

As the owner of the only inn in the town, Li Changchun thought his asking price was very reasonable.

Although the kid in front of him is not dressed very well, but the one in his arms is wearing the clothes of Changfeng Escort Bureau!Last time, the uncle who walked the darts gave him 20 taels for a moment of happiness. For such a rich uncle, even if he doubled the rent by ten times, why should he care?

Liu Weimian nodded, turned around and left holding Zhan Changling who was still unconscious.

"...Hey wait, sir, don't you want to stay in the hotel? If you are not satisfied with the price, we can discuss it again!"

But Liu Weimian had already gone far away with Zhan Changling in his arms, and Tuliu, who lost a business because of his greed, still felt heartbroken.

Liu Weimian quietly climbed up to the roof of the drug store, looked down, and after confirming that the medicinal materials he needed were all here, he quietly rolled up the required medicinal materials on the roof with a whip, and after finding all the medicinal materials, he quietly picked up Zhan Chang Ling slipped away.

I'm sorry, but I can only wait until later to pay back the money.

That's right, Liu Weimian, who has no concept of gold and silver in this world, really doesn't care about that little silver.

But just when he was about to pay to move in, he suddenly remembered a very serious problem.

He has... not a single penny on him.

Of course, when playing games, as a half-trench and hidden task contractor, Liu Weimian's bag is never short of money, but here comes the problem - he is not playing games now, so naturally he doesn't have any bags or the like Things can be carried with you.

All he had on him was a mess of medicines and darts and needles.In a hurry, he also searched Zhan Changling's body, only some miscellaneous things and some strange papers.

... Zhan Changling didn't even bring money with him when he went out! ?

Liu Weimian felt very depressed.

Why did he have to be a poor ghost in his dream... Could it be because he has never been poor in reality?

Trying to think of some messy things, Liu Weimian, who returned to the cabin, processed these medicinal materials mechanically and skillfully, and fed them to Zhan Changling.

Of course, because he would wake up at every turn, his movements would always pause once or twice unconsciously.

After a while, Liu Weimian breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Zhan Changling's body temperature had finally subsided slowly.

He was lying next to Zhan Changling before, and half asleep and half awake, he found that the temperature of the people around him did not decrease but increased, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind: Yang Sheng Yin deficiency, internal and external imbalance, should be cured with herbal medicine.

Liu Weimian woke up immediately, as a full-level pharmacist, he was so familiar with this sentence.

Isn't this the prompt in the game to remind the pharmacist which prescriptions are needed to treat the disease?Could it be that the skills he learned in the game can be used now?

Afterwards, he tried many methods, and found that only when he was distracted, could he see how to deal with Zhan Changling's current situation.

It's normal when you think about it, after all, just because he learned it in the game doesn't mean he can heal diseases, so it's... normal to use it subconsciously?

Why does he feel that the setting of this dream is becoming more and more complete and the logic is more and more self-consistent.

Thinking about it, Liu Weimian silently cut himself a knife, watched the bright red blood seep out, but still didn't feel anything.

I licked it, well, there was no smell at all.

Sure enough...it was just a dream, right?

Zhan Changling had a dream.

The father seemed to be very angry for some reason, and even smashed a table, saying: "This matter is absolutely non-negotiable, and you must not bring it up again in the future! If you bring it up again, don't blame me for not respecting the relationship between father and son! Wu, I don't need that kind of embarrassing son!"

It's so strange, other words can't be heard clearly, only this sentence is clear as if echoing in my ears.

And he knelt and listened to his father's reprimand, staring down at the bluestone slab on the ground.

He didn't feel anything in his heart, just a little strange, why did he make his father so angry?

Even the last time I heard my elder brother brazenly say in front of his father that he wanted to marry a woman from a brothel, his father had never lost his composure like this.

Then he heard himself reply respectfully as usual: "Yes, father, Changling will remember it in his heart."

Walking out the door, Zhan Xi jumped out of nowhere, holding his arm and refusing to let go.He smiled and listened to her chattering

, but did not remember a single word.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly saw Feng Qing.

People around him were bustling, coming and going, but he saw Feng Qing at a glance.

Probably because the first time they met, the powerful and fearless posture was unforgettable.

...Of course, Feng Qing's personality is also surprising.

Zhan Changling laughed involuntarily, and was about to step forward, but Feng Qing walked over first.

"You are here, let's go." Feng Qing said so, and then casually and naturally took his hand and walked forward.Zhan Changling was startled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhan Xi, only to find that she had disappeared at some point.

Taking two steps forward and walking side by side with him, Zhan Changling asked, "Where are you going?"

"You can go anywhere." Feng Qing said nonchalantly.

"Impossible." Zhan Changling recalled the unrealized wish in his heart, and couldn't help sighing: "Some dangerous places, such as the Dragon Claw Cave, the Bashu Beach... are not easy to go to, and I haven't received a dart right now. , you can’t leave the Escort at will…”

"Oh," Feng Qing heard the words, let go of his hand without hesitation, and said: "Then I will go by myself."

Zhan Changling was stunned, and raised his right hand slightly upwards, as if he wanted to grab Feng Qing's hand again, but he quickly put it down again, and said extremely restrained: "No, don't go."

Feng Qing raised his head and looked at him with clear and slightly puzzled eyes.

"Why not? The one trapped here is not me, but you."

When Zhan Changling woke up, he saw Liu Weimian's face.

He stared at himself intently, as if looking at something rare.

Zhan Changling was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Liu Weimian say slowly: "Zhan Changling, tell me, can the things in the dream be taken seriously?"

In an instant, Zhan Changling stopped breathing for a moment.But then he replied firmly:

"Most of the things in the dream are ridiculous, Brother Feng, it's better not to take it too seriously."

"Then if I steal other people's things in the dream, will the person in the dream beat me?" Liu Weimian asked very tangled.

Before Zhan Changling woke up, he had been thinking about this question.

"..." Zhan Changling stretched his limbs, and found that the residual poison left on his body had disappeared. Hearing what he said, he suddenly understood, and asked, "How many herbs did you take from the pharmacy?"

Liu Weimian reported the medicinal ingredients as he said, and saw Zhan Changling raised his hand and twirled the wristband of his right hand, and took out a silver ticket.

After putting it into Liu Weimian's hands, Zhan Changling, who was used to taking care of accounts, said again: "It's 12 taels in total, don't forget to ask them to give it to..."

At the end of the talk, he suddenly remembered that it was neither his accountant nor Zhan Xi, but Feng Qing.

Zhan Changling suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"...It's amazing." Liu Weimian didn't notice this, his eyes lit up slightly, he held Zhan Changling's hand and praised him sincerely: "So it's here, no wonder I touched you all over and didn't find it Where is the silver!"

Hearing what he said, Zhan Changling coughed again in embarrassment.

Strange, why can't disciples of the Tang Sect who are good at concealed weapons fail to see through such a small trick?

This little doubt, like floating duckweed, is fleeting.

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