Three hundred and fiftieth chapters confused as a beggar
At this time, a child squeezed in from the crowd, holding a jade vase in his hand, and said in a childish voice: "Brother, your vase looks good. My sister picked it up to arrange flowers. Now I will return it to you.
Are there any small balls?"
Seeing the child's thin, pitiful and innocent appearance touched Mao Qi's sympathy again.
"Kid, don't worry, there will definitely be some pellets. This bottle is for you."
Regarding Mao Qi's words, the old beggar was full of doubt and disdain, but when his eyes fell on the jade bottle, he was surprised. The jade bottle was exquisitely made and of pure quality. This jade bottle alone was worth at least two hundred thousand spiritual crystals.
, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.
"Boy, tell me honestly, where did you pick up the bottle?" The old beggar pointed at Mao Qi. He was so surprised that his hands began to shake uncontrollably. The prescription in his hand was fluttering in the wind.
"Old man, if you have the time to chat, you might as well hurry up and grab some medicine, as it may not be able to save everyone's life." Mao Qi did not answer the beggar old man, nor did he pay attention to his surprised expression, and continued to check on the patient's condition.
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The old beggar snorted and looked at the prescription carefully, feeling more and more shocked. Although this old man was sloppy, he was still very proficient in medical science. Although Mao Qi's prescriptions were all common medicinal materials, their properties were very symptomatic.
Seeing how meticulously Mao Qi treated his patients, the beggar old man suddenly had the idea of accepting him as his disciple.
"Boy, if you really want to save them, just be my apprentice for a year and I will help you. Otherwise, they will have to wait for death." The old beggar said with a threatening tone.
Mao Qi was not too surprised by the sudden request made by the old beggar, and actually had a little expectation in his heart. In this strange place, having someone to guide him would save a lot of detours, and Mao Qi could be sure that this
The old man is by no means an ordinary person, but his only regret is that although he has some skills, he is still a beggar. Once he becomes his apprentice, no matter why he becomes a beggar, he may beg.
Thinking that he had millions of spiritual crystals and had to make a living by begging, Mao Qi felt a little reluctant and rejected the old man's proposal.
"Old man, stop daydreaming. Even without you, I can still save them."
Seeing that Mao Qi refused to agree, the old beggar showed an embarrassed smile and said to himself: "Do you know who I am? You dare to reject me without even asking."
Although the old beggar cursed Mao Qi in his heart for being ignorant, he pretended to be calm and said: "The whole village is surrounded by the army. Regardless of whether they are infected or not, they will be shot as soon as they leave the village entrance. There are no medicinal materials to buy.
No matter how good the prescription is, it’s useless.”
Seeing that the old beggar looked confident, Mao Qi became suspicious of the old beggar's identity. But as the old man said, without medicinal materials, these villagers would have no choice but to wait for death.
"I can agree to be your apprentice, but you can't let me do anything harmful to the world." Mao Qi felt confused. After all, he was a big man, so he was afraid of being betrayed by him.
Seeing Mao Qi agree, the old beggar felt happy and nodded happily, and then asked Mao Qi to spit three times in his face according to the beggar's rules.
Regarding the strange request of the beggar old man, Mao Qi hesitated and could not utter it.
The old beggar couldn't wait any longer, so he started to curse loudly, and the words he cursed were so heartbreaking that Mao Qizhen was so angry that he spat on him three times.
"Boy, since you have performed the master-disciple ceremony, I will be your master from now on, so these three spits..." The beggar had a sullen face, and he gave him a beating with his thumb. Although it looked fierce, the intensity was not the same.
Not really.
In fact, the reason why the old beggar appeared here was not accidental, because he came here at the risk of being infected after sensing the power of space. As for why he accepted Mao Qi as his disciple as soon as they met, he himself had no idea.
clear.
Although Mao Qi became a disciple because of his affinity, it was more of a last resort, because after sealing the realm and martial arts, Mao Qi's strength was almost the same as that of ordinary people. In this continent where the weak eat the strong, the weak have very little choice.
Very, very small.
After venting his anger, the beggar old man finally regained some balance in his mind and set up three rules for Mao Qi. The first one is not to use spiritual crystals; the second one is to obey the command in all actions; the third one is not allowed to speak without permission when the master is present.
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The overbearing terms made Mao Qi secretly complain in his heart, but in the end he could only nod.
"Master, what should I do with these spiritual crystals?" Mao Qi finished speaking and spread his hands.
"The spiritual crystals are confiscated." Looking at the two spiritual crystals shining with spiritual light in Mao Qi's hand, the old beggar's eyes shone and he snatched them away.
Seeing the greedy look of the old beggar, Mao Qi did not dare to resist, but looked down on the old man in his heart, and muttered: "You can't use the spirit crystal, why are you still so excited?"
"Who said I can't use it? It's you who can't use it, and you didn't say that I can't use it. If you still have any, take them out." Looking at Mao Qi's deflated expression, the old beggar laughed, feeling worse than Fatty beating him.
Enjoyable.
Mao Qi touched the last spiritual crystal hidden in the seam of his clothes with his fingertips, smiled slightly in his heart, and then said deliberately and seriously: "Old man, these spiritual crystals are for life-saving purposes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Qi ate a chestnut: "You bad disciple, you have forgotten to respect the master so quickly, and you dare to call me old man."
Seeing Mao Qi singing along with the old beggar, Fucun Fang was extremely depressed and regretful. He sighed over and over in his heart: "If I hadn't fainted from hunger at that time, these spiritual crystals would have been mine."
However, these are Fukumura's self-comforting thoughts. With his knowledge, even if he sees it next time, he may not be able to recognize it, because until now, he has not seen clearly what the spirit crystal looks like.
With the spiritual crystal in hand, the beggar old man was ready to leave with Mao Qi; but Fu Cunfang and the villagers refused to agree, because they knew this was the only hope of survival, and were afraid that Mao Qi and the two would never return, so they took the two away.
People gathered around.
Seeing that there were many people on the other side, and the old beggar didn't want to win, he had to agree to leave Mao Qi behind and go buy the medicinal materials by himself.
Fukumura Fang also agreed with the beggar old man to buy medicinal materials, but in order for the village to survive, he asked him to leave a spiritual crystal and return it to him after buying the medicinal materials.
Fukumura Fang's request made the old beggar look a little unhappy, but he did not hesitate and gave a piece of spiritual crystal to Mao Qi and asked him to keep it safe. He would come back to get it three days later.
Seeing that the old beggar showed signs of running away, Mao Qi felt depressed as if he had been deceived. He took the spiritual crystal in a depressed manner, wishing he could spit on him three more times.