A middle-aged man in coarse clothes with a flattering smile was groveling, bowing his head, and said: "I didn't expect that the adults are here in person, and it is really a small person's blessing to be able to see the adults."
The carriage with two carriages looks either rich or expensive.
The warrior holding the long sword sat cross-legged on the beam of the carriage, observing the surroundings vigilantly. His internal energy was flowing through his meridians. It seemed that as long as someone with malicious intentions approached, he would use his sword boldly.
The boy driving the carriage looked normal, but every time he looked at the curtain behind him, he was filled with reverence.
"cough……"
"How is the harvest this month?" A rather majestic voice came from the carriage. The voice sounded a little hoarse and weak, but the strong man in rough clothes did not dare to slack off at all.
Just as Wang Shung was about to look up, he immediately lowered his posture and said, "Lift it out."
With a wave of his hand, the back door of the house opened.
One by one, the sacks were moved to the carriage.
The boy driving the cart jumped up from the car, walked to the sack, untied the sack first to check whether it was good or bad, then tied it up, took a sack in one hand, and loaded it into the compartment of the carriage.
Seven sacks were carried out in succession.
The boy who was driving the carriage selected one of them, returned it and said, "I don't want this one."
Wang Shun was so frightened that cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead, and he quickly explained: "Sir, I don't know..."
"I can't blame you."
The sound in the carriage interrupted Wang Shun's words, and the man said: "Well done, I will wait for you at this time next month."
Wang Shun hesitated a little, then quickly said: "The young one and all the brothers have tried their best to get the number together."
"There may not be such a number next month."
When the person in the car heard this, his voice suddenly became cold: "I'm just informing you that what you do is your business. If you can't complete this task, there will always be someone else who can complete it. I will support you and you must listen.
None of these."
"One thing is fifty taels, and there are many people who want to do it."
"This is the request for this month. Don't let me down." The person in the car lifted up the curtain cloth and threw out a roll of paper.
The boy glanced mockingly at Wang Shun, who was waiting by the carriage.
Then he raised the riding crop in his hand: "Drive."
Wang Shun was left standing alone.
After the carriage had gone away, a group of brothers from the mansion came out, surrounded Wang Shun, and spoke one after another. At the same time, they looked at the scroll in Wang Shun's hand: "Brother, what does the official want this time?"
Wang Shun is no longer the embarrassed person he was just now. He holds his chest and head high, and walks with a high head. Although he is wearing coarse clothes, he looks like a boss from the eleven streets of Hehefang.
He returned to the house and closed the door.
Wang Shun then opened the scroll in his hand.
I don’t know which ignorant boy it was, and exclaimed: “A boy or a girl?”
"Silence!"
Despite saying this, the gangsters still looked at each other, and one of them said jokingly: "The high official is not a monster, right? I heard that in the past, boys and girls were required to pay tribute to monsters."
"Nonsense, I heard that the Dragon King of Longhe only wants virgins, not boys."
"How do you know so clearly?"
"My third uncle is used to seeing things like this when he is a water bandit in Longhe River."
"Which family will send the boy to the Dragon King to visit his bride?"
"..."
Wang Shun stopped their conversation and said loudly: "We don't worry about who the high officials are. We just need to do these things well. Tomorrow we will send our brothers to Guaizi Lane to collect people and count those who are selling themselves in the streets.
Let’s ask them all to understand.”
…
As soon as Chi Xuan was about to enter the city, he saw a notice posted on the city wall.
When I looked closer, I saw that I was looking for a healer.
"There was no such situation last month, so how come there is an epidemic this month?"
Chi Xuan sighed. It would become a routine for him to come here every month. The changes in January could be big or small, and anything could happen.
Tu Shanjun looked at it calmly and didn't find it strange.
With so many disaster victims, it is not surprising that many people have died. Once people start to die, diseases will appear. If you are unlucky, the entire city will be affected by the disease.
In such an era, the best way to eliminate the plague is to seal off the villages and counties and wait until everyone is dead, so that the plague will not spread.
If there are enough doctors and medicines, the situation can be controlled in the early stages.
The Yin Hun in the initial stage of Qi training has limited spiritual consciousness. Tu Shanjun did not want to draw Chi Xuan's magic power. He just came out to feel the smoke and smoke of the world to let himself understand that he was still alive.
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Measuring the mortal world is a very interesting thing. This can improve Tushanjun's state of mind and allow him to see further from the broken bridge.
Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. Only by uniting knowledge and action can you achieve success.
Chi Xuan checked in and entered the city. The gatekeeper recognized Chi Xuan and greeted him with a smile.
Not long after entering the city, the young man from the grain store came over and said with a rather anxious expression: "Taoist priest, I was just going to look for you. I heard the city gate official said that you had already entered the city, so I hurried here."
"What's the matter, Mr. Zhao?"
Chi Xuan was a little surprised. He had already dispatched a number at the bank, but he didn't expect the young owner of the grain store to chase him. He thought there was another problem with the grain he had originally ordered.
"Could it be that the price of food has increased again?"
"It's not that, it's my father who has a strange disease. I want you to take a look." Zhao Zhen waved his hands repeatedly. He was still out of breath. It is indeed a big deal for a martial arts practitioner to be so anxious.
When Chi Xuan heard this, he took out his abacus, shook it and spread it out in his hands: "Master Zhao, please ask Pindao for a consultation, which is very expensive. The follow-up costs will have to be seen before making a decision."
"Money is not a problem. Please come with me, Taoist Master."
"Let's go now."
After leaving the bank, he stepped on the low stool and boarded the carriage.
He left in a burst of noise.
Zhao's Mansion is not big, but it is not small either. What's more rare is that its grounding is very good.
Being able to buy a big house in such a location shows that you have strong financial resources.
Chi Xuan originally thought that Mr. Zhao, who had contracted a strange disease, was probably unconscious and lying on the bed. Unexpectedly, when he saw him, Mr. Zhao seemed to be in good spirits, and the look on his face was not bad at all.
He looks like a patient.
This immediately made Chi Xuan wary.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
The mana all over his body has been gathering momentum, and he is waving his sleeves and robes, holding the magic talisman in his hand, ready to take action at any time.
"Taoist Priest Chixuan."
"Executive member Zhao." Chi Xuan slightly cupped his hands and did not mince words, but said straight to the point: "Master, what is the reason for inviting Pindao to come here?"
Foreign Minister Zhao sighed: "It is indeed because of the illness. I have consulted all the doctors in the city, but still can't find a suitable solution. I have no choice but to disturb the Taoist priest's purification."
Chi Xuan was so confused that he really had doubts: "Oh?"
"Taoist Master, please take a look."
Zhao Yuanwai pulled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. Blue patterns surrounded half of his arms like flowers. There was nothing wrong with that arm, but it was full of life.
"Let Pindao take a look."
Chi Xuan took out the pulse pillow and put it on the table, and motioned to Zhao to put his arm on it while he took a look at the pulse.
Isolating contact with magic power, how could Chi Xuan touch these strange things at will under unknown circumstances? It would be troublesome if someone plotted against him.
Mana explores it.
Chi Xuan immediately frowned.
He couldn't feel the meridians of this arm, it was as if this arm had separated from the body and became an independent individual. But this individual was alive, not the limb necrosis he had seen before.
"How long do these symptoms last?"
"It's been a few days."
"Why?"
"I don't know either. I went to Zuihualou a few days ago and I had such symptoms when I came back. I thought it was some kind of disease at first, but who knew that there were more and more blue patterns, and now half of my arm is covered.
"
Member Zhao was quite embarrassed, but fortunately there was no one around him except Chi Xuan. He then said: "However, it is not necessarily because of Zuihualou, because my friend who went with me did not have such symptoms.
"
This was Chi Xuan's first time seeing such a strange disease, and he had never heard of it before.
He didn't even know how to prescribe the right medicine.
I had to take out the evil-dispelling talisman first, hold the talisman between my fingers, and mutter something.
"disease."
When it fell, the talisman burned.
Chi Xuan pressed the magic talisman on Zhao Yuanwai's arm. Zhao Yuanwai instinctively wanted to shrink back, but how could he have the strength to break away from Chi Xuan? In an instant, the magic talisman had fallen into his hand.
The flame just looks blazing and has no temperature.
A little bit of black energy was pulled out of Zhao Yuanwai's arm, and the blue lines also faded a lot, but it looked like it was a drop in the bucket.
However, in Zhao Yuanwai's eyes, this was already a great improvement.
What's more, I no longer have fear or fear in my heart.
Knowing that I will not die from a strange disease.
Chi Xuan turned his palm and twisted the remains in his hand into ashes: "As for this strange disease, wait until Pindao goes back to study it carefully, and then give an answer to the members."
"The effectiveness of this magic talisman can be clearly seen by the outside members." As he said that, Chi Xuan took out his small abacus, fiddled with it and said, "Fifteen taels of silver a piece, I wonder how many spiritual talismans the outside members want?
"
Fifteen taels is not a small amount.
Even member Zhao couldn't help but feel distressed.
But for the sake of my own life, I still have to pay the money that should be paid.
Moreover, he discovered a business opportunity. There are many sick people in the city now. If Taoist Chixuan can really develop a cure for the disease, he can also make a fortune.
The money spent on the talisman is just spent.
"Give me fifteen."
The sound of the beads colliding was heard. Chi Xuan took out fifteen evil-dispelling charms and said: "A total of two hundred and twenty-five taels. I always get food from Guiliang. We are so familiar with each other, so I gave Zhao Yuanwai five cents less."
."
"The total is two hundred and twenty-three taels, seventy-five cents."
Only today did Zhao Yuanwai find out that he only had the wrong name but not the wrong nickname. All the tricks he learned from Taoist Master Qian were probably used in this regard.
Leave Zhao Mansion.
Chi Xuan was worried, not because of the money, but because he was thinking about the disease.
He later discovered that more people in need of relief suffered from this disease.
He could only blend the exorcism talisman into the rice soup. Those who were plagued by evil spirits could take care of it, and those who were not contaminated with evil spirits could also take precautions in advance.