When the voice came, Leader Zhao came to his senses with an "ouch" and rubbed his hands anxiously and walked back and forth.
"Why is he back?"
If it weren't for the Liu Mansion, he actually liked that young apprentice quite a lot. He could make up stories, ask for advice humbly on wood carvings, and was gentle and polite to others. However, when he thought that the other party knew magic, he felt somewhat scared.
The commotion of the performance on the stage outside was quiet at this time. In a moment, three apprentices ran in hurriedly with wooden sculptures in their hands, pointing outside with their mouths open, and they were so anxious that they could not speak.
It was San'er who stamped his feet and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Fourth is back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan's voice sounded from the back hall.
Over there, the four old men Zhao turned around and turned around, and saw a figure in a light green robe walking in. There were two people beside him. One old man in ragged clothes looked around, curiously playing with the wooden sculptures; the other,
They have all seen it, it was the fat Taoist priest who went to Lao Wang's house to succumb to ghosts.
How did these two people get mixed up together?
Old man Zhao wanted to step forward, but he retracted his feet and asked his three apprentices to move the chairs. "Brother Chen, aren't you in the Liu Mansion? Why are you back in Funiu Town?"
That day, he said that the other party had already graduated as a disciple, so it was a bit inappropriate to call him a disciple. After all, he was not the kind of disciple who taught and taught.
"The matter with the Liu Mansion has been settled, so I walked around and thought of something, so I went back to Funiu Town to have a look." Chen Yuan bowed his hands and greeted the three senior brothers. Then he invited them to sit down together. In terms of status, he was the same as the old man.
My disciple Liang Mao and others no longer have the title of senior brother, so they can still call them senior brother as a matter of friendship.
A teacup decorated with porcelain flowers was brought in, and the steam was slowly rising. Chen Yuan put the bundle in his hand on the table, and there was a soft "dong" sound.
Leader Zhao looked at him in surprise. After receiving the signal, he slowly stretched out his hand to untie the bag. Several silver ingots immediately fell off the table. When the bundle was opened, there were more than twenty ingots of 2-tael ingots inside.
Hiss~
Senior Brother Liang took a deep breath and looked straight at the pile of silver ingots in the bag. If he could use these to make money, he could buy a small courtyard in Funiu Town.
Old Man Zhao has been running a theater troupe for many years and has naturally made a lot of money, but when he saw so many things piled in front of him at once, he forgot the identity of the person opposite him. He swallowed his saliva and took a while to look at Chen Yuan.
"What...are you trying to do?"
"This money is all for Master Zhao."
Chen Yuan brought the tea to the fat Taoist and asked him to bring it to the master. Then he started talking about business, roughly telling the story of the theater troupe. The wood carving followed his wishes, raised more people, and took them to perform everywhere.
"Even with this, I won't take any of the troupe's income from now on."
'Is it really that good?'
Old man Zhao was suspicious, but when he saw Chen Yuan looking at him with a smile across from him, he squeezed out a smile and accepted the silver on the table. After he left, he carefully calculated that he would not suffer any loss.
The money will be paid by the other party in the future, and the stories are all hits, so there is no need to divide the money earned. At most, the money can be traveled to a few more places.
"We just rely on serving bowls to eat. If we don't have this matter today, why don't we go out to pick up the work?"
With these words, he slapped the ban in front of the three apprentices, and asked San'er to catch up and take Chen Yuan to stay in an empty house of the theater troupe.
Of course, the fat Taoist who followed Chen Yuan felt a little unhappy. Giving away so much money felt like a piece of flesh was being ripped out of him.
Arriving at a house in the town, San'er unlocked the door and pushed the door in.
"Old...brother Chen, this is where it is. Master has bought it for many years, and he can't bear to live there."
The house is old and has been there for several years. From the dust falling on the door, it can be seen that Old Man Zhao has rarely been here. After driving the ox cart in, he took out everything from the cart and moved it into the house.
San'er's eyes immediately widened when he saw a thick layer of silver ingots spread under the car, and a woman with fluttering skirts walking out from the back.
'My mother... the fourth child went out to earn so much money. The woman next to her, including all the women in Funiu Town, is not as good-looking as her.'
The fat Taoist who was carrying the silver ingot and puppet saw him in a daze, bumped him with his elbow, and chuckled: "Don't look at it, it's not yours, so you don't have to go back and change the mattress tomorrow morning."
"oh……"
San'er came to his senses, quickly looked away, said goodbye to Chen Yuan who came out of the room, and left.
"Are they afraid of you?"
The woman stood under the eaves holding the Yu Qing Sword, looking at the figures leaving in a hurry, "This is the difference between people who practice Taoism and ordinary people."
"It's human nature." Chen Yuan smiled, raised his hand and pushed, and the courtyard door closed on its own. He walked into the middle hall and lit the oil lamp. The dim yellow light gradually became brighter. The woman also walked in, her pure palms
With a flick, he swept away the dust on the chair beside him and sat down quietly.
Seeing the man opposite him staring at the bright lights of Douda, she spoke slowly and with a cold voice.
"I don't understand why you want to save me?"
"Didn't I say that I don't want to make grudges with others, I just want to do my own thing." Chen Yuan looked at the lights and smiled, talking about everything in Fenniu Town, "You have also seen that I did come out of the theater troupe, and the government
The household registration is also an actor’s registration, but it will be changed in the future. After all, there are many things to do and a suitable identity. That’s about it. Do you have any questions? "
As he said that, he threw the porcelain bottle over and said, "Take the medicine yourself. Once your injuries are healed, leave as soon as possible."
The woman took the vial and listened quietly, looking at Chen Yuan with a bit of disbelief.
"Is this really all you have? Are you still leaving me?"
Chen Yuan laughed and shook his head. He knew what this woman was thinking. If he were him, he would probably be suspicious. After all, the two sides had fought fiercely before, but no one would believe it when they said they wanted to let the other side go.
Then, he sighed.
"Then just think I have an agenda... I'm greedy..."
The woman frowned slightly and subconsciously raised her shuriken. Immediately, Chen Yuan's words continued: "...I want to learn the sword-controlling skills of the Greedy Sect..."
"Not entirely true."
The woman stood up with the sword in hand and walked to the room assigned to her. The other party wanted to learn the art of sword control, so naturally he refused. Others couldn't even think about it!
The slim figure stopped at the door, and the woman turned her face sideways.
"Don't mention the matter of learning skills again, but... I still want to thank you."
"Then what's your last name? What's your first name?"
"Canglan Sword Gate, Zhu Jingshu."
Over there, looking at the closed door, Chen Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying that learning sword control was just a perfunctory way, so as to avoid making the woman suspicious and trying to distract her.
As for killing the other party at that time, Chen Yuan was not so ruthless as to kill him, but who can say for sure in the future.
After all, this is a world full of gods and ghosts.
The lights were flickering, and he was sweating profusely as he watched the fat Taoist carrying things. He stood up and walked to the door, making out his fingers. The remaining puppets and silver ingots in the car floated into the open window lattice.
The fat Taoist's eyes widened as he watched, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
If you have this ability, use it early...
He tilted his head dully, and Chen Yuan spread his hands.
"You didn't mention it."
"Wow ah ah ah -" the fat Taoist pulled his hair and squatted on the ground, gnashing his teeth and yelling.
The old cow was trampling its hooves in the yard, as if it was gloating about its misfortune.
…
The dim light from outside shone through the window lattice, revealing the silhouette of a woman holding a magic sword and sitting on the bedside with her knees bent.
Listening to the lively voices of the two people arguing outside, I felt at ease.