Jianghuke

Chi Heting was so shocked that his voice changed: "Blow it up???"

Gu Miao sat upright, trying to disassociate himself from this matter and said, "Actually, this is one of Wu Zhou's plans."

"One? What about the others? The Nine Pagoda Medicine Store is the foundation of Xuanzong and the lifeblood of Fang Hongxuan. Wu Zhou has always been safe, and he will never kill you as soon as he comes up!" Chi Heting didn't accept this at all, and grabbed Shaking his shoulder vigorously, trying to wake up this bold guy, "Quickly tell me, what is the rest of the [-] plan?"

"No, there's nothing else..." Gu Miao was almost shaken out of the afterimage, and she pouted in a dizzy manner, "The others are too slow... Ugh! Ah Chi!"

Someone Chi unceremoniously gave him a chestnut.

Gu Miao still wanted to continue fooling around, but saw that Chi Heting restrained his playful posture, his eyes were deep, and he reached out to pinch his chin, and said lightly, "Gu Miao, remember it for me."

Gu Miao: "..."

"I don't care what plans you have, what you plan to do, if you suffer irreparable harm because of this, or fall into the same situation as in your previous life." Chi Heting's eyes suddenly turned fierce, "Then I will turn this black mountain into a A place of death that no one dares to step into within ten years, you will go down to hell before you."

In the study room on Lingde Lake Island, Jiang Wuzhou raised his head from behind piles of files, knocked his head with a bit of a headache, and said, "Guardian Zuo?"

"Subordinates are here."

"Is there any news from Montenegro?"

"Back to the young master, there is no news at the moment."

"It's been almost a month. Could it be that something happened?" Jiang Wuzhou looked out the window worriedly, "Where's Zixi?"

"Doctor Cen went outside today."

"It's really strange. What about Qing Huan?"

"The pavilion master... has also gone outside."

Jiang Wuzhou stopped flipping through the booklet, slowly raised his head, and said, "What did you say?"

In a pharmacy outside the island, Cen Xi carefully carried a delicate brocade box, and walked briskly down the second floor.

He has been looking at this Ganoderma lucidum for a long time, it is fragrant and beautiful like a red cloud.However, he was too shy, and Jiang Wuzhou gave him a gift in the name of Feihua Pavilion after healed Zuo Guardian's ear, so that he had a chance to get what he wanted.

In a few days, it will be someone's birthday, and it happens to be——

Cen Xi was lost in thought, and was caught off guard by several people walking towards him.

"Feel sorry……"

"Huh? You are... Cen Xi?" The young man in the lead was surprised, and then revealed a trace of imperceptible disgust, and whispered, "It's really bad luck."

Cen Xi swallowed back the remaining half of his apology, scrunched up his face, and walked away from him without saying a word, but the young man said, "Shopkeeper, where is the hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that was placed on the second floor a few days ago? The old man's [-]th birthday is approaching, and after searching around, it is still the most suitable birthday gift."

"Hey, what a coincidence, the ganoderma was bought by that young master just now."

In an instant, Cen Xi froze in place, feeling that he was about to be pierced by the scorching gaze from behind.He lowered his head and was about to leave in a hurry, but suddenly his eyes dimmed.

"Oh? What a coincidence?" The young man stood in front of him with a harmless smile on his face, and his mouth was sarcasm, "Could it be that the former junior also wanted to celebrate the King of Medicine's birthday?"

Cen Xi glanced at him and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you, get out of the way."

"For the sake of past affection, I'll call you little brother again." The young man was a little annoyed by his attitude, and mocked, "Little brother, you don't respect the dead, don't respect the way of the teacher, and don't follow the instructions of the valley. I have dug through countless corpses on mass graves with my hands, and to put it bluntly, it is better not to get dirty with this rare century-old ganoderma."

"None of your business!" Cen Xi spat like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and retorted, "Why is senior brother still wearing this second-class pharmacist costume this year? Don't you like the clothes of the first-class pharmacist?"

The young man's eyes suddenly turned bitter.

This eccentric kid who was young and rebellious was unexpectedly talented. He skipped two grades in a row after studying pharmacology for only three years, and directly obtained the qualification for the first-class examination.If it hadn't happened by chance, he might have become the youngest first-class pharmacist in Medicine King's Valley.

"This Ganoderma lucidum is very expensive. How can someone like you, who has no family background and no salary as a disciple, afford it?" The young man looked at Cen Xi's slightly whitish old robe, and his face, which could barely be called delicate, was filled with sadness. With distorted malice, "Could it be that you went out of your way to make money? Yo, it matches you."

Cen Xi became anxious: "Nonsense! I didn't!"

"Since not, where did such a large sum of money come from, or did you——do the doctor privately?"

After all, Cen Xi was young, he was taken aback for a moment, and then retorted: "...No."

"Sure enough, you did your own medical treatment." The young man keenly grasped the moment of hesitation, his eyes revealed the joy of success, his expression changed, and he sternly shouted, "It's really courageous!"

"Nonsense." Cen Xi turned pale, but still insisted, "You have no evidence."

He was a little guilty.Healing Zuo Hufa is indeed a private doctor.

What's more, I also received a thank you gift.

"It seems that you never took the poisonous oath when you left the master's school to heart. The rules of the teacher's school, how can you allow a scum like you to despise!" The young man commanded the followers who came with him, "Grab it and bring it back Gu Nei will be dealt with by Yao Wang."

Seeing the situation was not good, Cen Xi tried to run away, but he was outnumbered. After some confusion, he was knocked to the ground, kicked in the lower abdomen, and curled up in pain.

The young man bent down to pick up the brocade box, brushed off the dust from rolling on the ground, smiled with satisfaction, and added: "You should know what will happen to you if you go to the doctor without permission, right? Junior, master, brother."

According to the rules of Yaowanggu, self-medication will be severely punished, ranging from amputation of fingers to serious amputation of hands.

But this is to restrain the disciple who is not good at learning and has a bad mind, so as not to cause troubles, so it is too much to use on him.

Cen Xi naturally refused to be taken away so easily, and struggled desperately, but the young man walked past him with the brocade box, purposely kicked hard on his hand, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said: " Oh, I'm so sorry."

Little Doctor Cen let out a muffled grunt, shivered and retracted his injured hand, curled up a little tighter, and they still punched and kicked him.

A drop of tear "slapped" rolled down, smashed into the dust, and fainted with a trace of water.Why...why is it that I am always trampled and humiliated by others at will, crawling at the feet of others in an extremely embarrassing posture.

Is it too weak, or has nothing to rely on...

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the door of the store: "It's sunny, who is messing around here?"

The store was quiet for a moment, and the shopkeeper who was watching the bustle hurriedly got up, went up to greet him, and said: "The distinguished guests are coming, and the small shop is full of splendor! I don't know the owner of the pavilion..."

The business around Lingde Lake is almost entirely dependent on Feihua Pavilion. The shopkeeper wanted to flatter him as soon as he opened his mouth. Zhong Qinghuan said impatiently: "Shut up some nonsense. Shopkeeper Jin, shopkeeper What's going on here?"

His gaze moved down slightly, and he saw Cen Xi who was blocked by someone, and he couldn't help being startled.

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together uneasily: "Ah, ah..."

The young man quickly came back to his senses, immediately put on a smile, stepped forward and saluted: "I have long admired the name of the master of the Feihua Pavilion, and I am in the Valley of the Medicine King..."

"I didn't ask who you are." Chu Qinghuan looked away and stared at him rather unkindly, "It doesn't matter where you come from or where you are going if you are making trouble near Lingde Lake, even if you crawl out of the lake for a thousand years, you will be fine. Don't even think about leaving completely!"

It was the first time I learned Zong Qinghuan's temperament, and when he encountered a hard nail, the young man was choked half to death, with bulging veins on his forehead, and because of his status, he had to suppress his anger and explain: "Don't blame the pavilion master, this is just Yaowang Valley is cleaning up the door, it's not causing trouble."

"Clean up the door?" Chu Qinghuan chewed on the four words, "Which door and household? Tell me."

"..." The young man suppressed his anger and said, "The pavilion master doesn't know. My little brother once swore a poisonous oath not to practice medicine privately after leaving the Valley of the Medicine Kings. But he took a large amount of money from practicing medicine Random squandering, caught by me, ready to take back to the valley for punishment..."

"Practice medicine? Did you see it?"

The young man's heart fluttered, he didn't know why he was chasing and beating him so hard, he became flustered inexplicably, and he still said firmly: "No. But the hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is expensive, if he didn't receive a gift from the doctor privately, where would he be so poor? To get such a large sum of money..."

"He really can't afford it." The young man was overjoyed when he heard the words, but before he could speak, he heard a change in Zhong Qinghuan's tone, "Then, in your opinion, can the owner of this pavilion afford it?"

The young man was stunned, not understanding why he said: "Why did the pavilion master say that?"

Noon Qinghuan didn't bother to look at him any more, and walked slowly to Cen Xi's side, and the others subconsciously dispersed, not daring to provoke the temperamental pavilion master.

"Get up, and if you continue lying on the ground, no one will help you."

Cen Xi got up slowly, lowered his head, and was about to hide his injured hand when his wrist was suddenly grabbed.The not-so-good-tempered Pavilion Master turned sideways slightly, and whispered in his ear: "However, today is an exception."

Cen Xi froze for a moment, raised his dusty and tear-stained face, and looked at him in bewilderment.

Zhong Qinghuan seemed to see the non-stop foolishness on the boy's forehead, clicked his tongue in disgust, and said coldly to the guards outside the door: "All those troublemakers in the shop should be arrested!"

The young man was in a hurry: "Pavilion Master! The Pavilion Master misunderstood..."

"What misunderstanding?" Zong Qinghuan sneered, "He is the guest of Feihua Pavilion, the guest of the owner of the pavilion. Whatever he likes is recorded in Lingde Lake's account. Or, your dog eyes are inferior to everything, Even the owner of this pavilion looks so poor that he can't afford Ganoderma lucidum? He's obviously just a little disciple of Yaowanggu, but he acts like a playboy. Feihong!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Go back and revise a book, then stamp it with the seal of the pavilion master, and urgently send a message to Yao Wanggu, so that he can teach Yao Wang what his disciples look like."

Once this letter is gone, how can Shimen have room for himself!The young man's face turned pale in an instant, and he struggled to howl, "He has no property. If he didn't practice medicine privately, why should he become the guest minister of Feihua Pavilion! You bully others, how dare you meddle in the affairs of other sects..."

Zhong Qinghuan suddenly said: "Wait."

The young man's face turned from white to red, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Zhong Qinghuan leaned forward and took the brocade box from his arms, threw it to Cen Xi, waved his hand like chasing flies, and said, "Take it away, remember to let him Shut up."

The young man's unwilling curse suddenly disappeared from outside the door.

Little doctor Cen was holding the lost and recovered brocade box, and stood there blankly, as if he was in a dream.

"Why are you in a daze." Chu Qinghuan tapped the brocade box with his fingers, his tone as impatient as ever, "You kid, you took the money and didn't buy yourself some delicious and comfortable clothes, but bought this kind of things that you don't need things, and even caused a commotion, adding to the trouble."

Cen Xi just finished being beaten, and was even more saddened by being scolded. He sniffed, suddenly felt something was wrong, and finally realized: "But, this money was given to me by Brother Wu Zhou, how do you know?"

Chu Qinghuan: "..."