On the full moon night of August 15th, five weirdos were sitting or standing by the lakeside, divided into three places, standing at the foot of Dongting Mountain. At this time, the dusk was getting thick, and a heavy fog suddenly rose in the center of the lake. Through the moonlight, a man with big arms and round waist appeared.
The big man turned his head and glanced at the center of the lake, which was filled with thick fog, and said in a loud voice: "It's foggy."
Several people paused after hearing this. The woman who was leaning on the edge of the big stone put away the rouge box, looked towards the center of the lake with sharp eyes, and said without laughing, "I don't know how many moves that old man can withstand."
The battle that broke out on Fancai's boat could not escape the eyesight of these people. No matter what they were doing, the five of them all looked at it at the same time, even the nun in black sitting cross-legged in the distance was no exception.
But they didn't watch it for too long, because everyone knew what the outcome would be, so they just took a look and then went about their business.
It was the bored Zhang Yimeng and the five human cooks. At this time, everyone was attracted by the voices of the human cook and Han Wugou. Zhang Yimeng took advantage of this gap and quickly grabbed the chess and cards piled in front of him with his left hand at an extremely fast speed.
Hooking a chess card between his two fingers, Zhang Yimeng rubbed his thumb down for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face. Just when he thought he had done a perfect job, he suddenly noticed a huge resentment coming from beside him.
Calmly putting away the chess and cards, Zhang Yimeng turned around and saw a pair of eyes full of resentment staring closely at him. The overwhelming resentment was no less than that of those women who were deeply resentful.
He obviously didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Yimeng quietly, but Zhang Yimeng always felt that he had done something very excessive to him, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. He suppressed his beating eyelids and slapped him.
He laughed and said, "Uh hahaha, the weather is nice today."
"I saw it"
This man didn't pay any attention to Zhang Yimeng's haha. He stared at Zhang Yimeng without blinking and said quietly.
"Forehead"
Zhang Yimeng choked up when he heard this, the smile on his face froze, and he returned the chess cards in his hand to the ground without leaving a trace.
"Not this one"
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Looking at the 'just' Baicao Immortal who looked like Bao Qingtian alive, Zhang Yimeng had no choice but to return the chess and cards he had just stolen.
"Um."
Seeing this, Baicao Fairy nodded. The three of them had been playing chess all night, and it could be said that they had a lot of tricks. But who would have thought that Baicao Fairy, who had always been taciturn, turned into an iron-faced judge and criticized the chef and Zhang Yimeng's erratic behavior.
That was merciless at all, and he exposed it on the spot.
The two people had no choice but to play with him honestly. They didn't know if it was because of God's intervention or what. Baicao Fairy's luck at cards tonight was extremely popular. Zhang Yimeng and the cook's few steel coins had already been
Just lose everything.
The reason why we can still play now is because the gambling money they got from betting on calligraphy and painting for Baicao Xian is not much. The cook also lost five years of free labor, working like cattle and horses, and Zhang Yimeng, at least, has three sets.
Sea view room.
But it was true that the same attitude they had just now was being reciprocated. Just now, the two of them were laughing at Baicao Fairy for having no money. Now, someone else has become a serf and sang, and they have gained a clear mind and body.
In fact, the movement between the two of them had been noticed by the cook a long time ago, but he pretended not to know. At this time, he pretended to turn around and pushed the chess and cards in front of him: "It seems that Dongzhang is coming back too. Why don't we stop playing?"
played."
Anyway, he had a bad hand, no matter how good Baicao Xian's cards were, he just pushed the cards and behaved properly. Zhang Yimeng followed suit and threw the cards away, humming: "It's boring."
Seeing this, what else could Baicao Xian do? It's not like he didn't know the urine nature of these two people, so he also put down his cards and said quietly: "Remember to repay your debt, don't think about defaulting on it."
When the two heard this, their eyes wandered from side to side without answering. At this moment, a small boat broke through the thick fog and sailed towards the shore in the middle of the lake.
"Stop making trouble, he's back." Han Wugou stood up first.
After hearing this, several people also stopped joking and looked at the small boat coming from the Arrancar.
Still five or six feet away from the shore, a figure suddenly flew towards the boat from the sky. Near the shore, two people turned over and landed firmly on the ground.
Several people's eyes narrowed when they saw the visitor, and Zhang Yimeng even frowned slightly, but still did not speak.
"I said, you guys had a lot of fun."
Just when a few people and Yanbo Diaosou were standing on the shore and the confrontation was about to break out, Dong Zhang's voice was heard from the boat quietly docking.
Slowly stepping off the boat, Dongzhang walked straight to a few people, smiled and looked at the five people who looked a little calmer, and said: "I have kept you waiting, this is Senior Lin."
After giving Yanbo Diaosou a brief introduction, Dongzhang found that no one paid attention to the five people, so he didn't care. He patted Yanbo Diaosou on the shoulder and said, "These people are Dong's close relatives and friends. They recognize each other."
,Senior, don’t worry, let’s go.”
Nodding, Yanbo Diaosou didn't worry at all. No matter how weird the person was, he had never seen him before. Now he only cared about his son, and nothing else mattered.
Yanbo Diaosou walked out of the mountain first, followed by Dongzhang. Zhang Yimeng and others were hanging behind Dongzhang. During this period, Dongzhang glanced at Zhang Yimeng and the cook who looked miserable, and asked curiously: "You two
Is this a funeral in the family?"
He was obviously looking cheerful just now, but why did he leave for a while, and now meeting him was like visiting a grave? How could he not be curious?
"Haha, these two idiots lost miserably tonight. One signed a five-year selling contract, and the other got a few apartments."
Han Wugou glanced at Zhang Yimeng, who was listless and with his head drooping, and they sneered.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dong glanced at Baicao Xiang, who was walking fluttering to the side, raised his chin slightly, and said with an arrogant look: "Congratulations."
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With the extraordinary foot strength of a few people, in less than a cup of tea, they ran seven or eight miles and arrived at a small village. It was just past midnight, and every household in the village was turning off the lights to rest.
Yanbo Diaosou took Dongzhang and others to the back of the village with ease. There was a small courtyard located in a lush bamboo forest, and the environment was very quiet.
As soon as the courtyard door was opened, an old servant came out of the house, whining and gesticulating something to the old man Yanbo Diao, who looked like he was mute.
Yanbo Diaosou looked at it quietly, then waved his hand and said, "I understand, go and prepare tea."
The mute servant glanced at Dongzhang and the others and turned to leave, but was stopped by Dongzhang: "No need to bother, you can drink this tea anytime, let's do business first."
"Um."
Yanbo Diaosou nodded, no longer polite, raised his legs and walked inside, while Dongzhang and others stood quietly in the yard waiting.
Soon, orange-red candlelight lit up in the room, and Yanbo Diaosou was seen pushing a wooden wheelchair out. In the wheelchair, a middle-aged man with a pale face sat.
Dongzhang quickly glanced at his legs and found that the legs were unnaturally curved. The bones must have grown crooked. Knowing that this kind of person may be psychologically sensitive, Dongzhang didn't look at them for long. He only glanced at them and looked away.
He smiled and said, "I guess this is your master."
Before Yanbo Diaosou could speak, the middle-aged man in the wheelchair opened his mouth first: "Are you my father's friends? We have troublesome guests coming to our door late at night. Please forgive me for not getting up to greet you. Please bear with me."
He was not as aggressive as expected, but rather polite.
"It doesn't matter."
Dongzhang gave the other party a smile and motioned to Baicao Fairy to come forward and check.
The latter didn't talk nonsense. In the nervous look on Yanbo Diaosou's face, he lifted up his son's trouser legs. He was not surprised when he saw the crooked calf, and began to knead and pinch it.
Looking at Baicao Fairy's frown that was getting deeper and deeper, Yanbo Diaosou quietly swallowed his saliva and said carefully: "Sir, what do you think? Is my son's leg still in need of treatment?"
In fact, not only him, but Dongzhang and others also looked at Baicao Xian curiously, wanting to see what his abilities were.
But seeing Baicao Xian, he shook his head first, then nodded and said: "Your Majesty, the bones of your leg have long been shaped, and you have been stranded for a long time, so it is a bit tricky."
Some troublesome things can be cured. Everyone in Dongzhang smiled when they heard this, and Yanbo Diaosou and his son were even more excited. The former trembled with his hands, and even addressed him with a lot of respect without realizing it. He said to Baicao Fairy: "Mr.
, then I’m sorry to trouble you. Your great kindness and kindness will never be forgotten by Aze and I.”
Putting down Lin Ze's trouser legs again, Baicao Xian looked at the excited father and son, and waved his hands calmly: "Listen to me first, I have a way to make your son stand up again, but the chance is not high.
And there are certain risks.”
"How sure are you?" Yanbo Diaosou took a breath and asked quickly.
Baicao Xian shook his head: "Less than 30%."
"What about the risks?"
"Amputation."
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Lin Xiafeng was silent, and the yard was quiet. However, Lin Ze, the person involved, could see clearly and comforted his father: "Dad, my legs were originally bad. It doesn't matter if they are there or not. Now they are there again after all."
I hope not, I can do it.”
"this"
Obviously, Lin Xiafeng hesitated.
Just when the two fathers and sons fell into silence, Dong Zhang, who was standing behind, suddenly laughed: "Senior, my Dong Zhang is true to his word. Your son will be able to run on this land again in one month at the latest."