Weird fairy

Chapter 256 The Owner
When everyone else was enjoying the delicious food, Li Huowang was also not surprised.

He sat alone in the distance, munching on the fattest leg of lamb, while sitting there thinking about his own affairs, completely isolating everything outside.

"Although Nascent Soul said that Tianjian is tight on the outside and loose on the inside, it is not difficult to join it, so I have to find a way."

"First of all, how should I get in touch with them? I can't go to the street and ask casually, right? I don't know if the mask alone can completely hide my identity."

"Although a mask can hide your identity in front of Han Fu, it may not work in front of everyone."

"However, Liang Guo doesn't know what's going on right now, so it's useless to just think about it here. We still have to adapt to the actual situation."

"As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you can take this first step, then the next step will be much easier."

Just when Li Huowang was thinking about this matter, his keen hearing heard the sound of cloth shoes crushing the grass.

As soon as he looked up, Li Huowang saw Lu Zhuangyuan's wrinkled old face and the signature flattering smile on his face. "Master Xiaodao, do you have time? Hehe, the old man wants to discuss some small things with you."

"Oh? Tell me." Li Huowang put down the bone in his hand and looked at Team Leader Lu in front of him.

He had been dealing with Hei Taisui's affairs during this time, and he almost forgot that he was accompanied by a theater troupe.

"Master Xiaodao, you also know that when we were fleeing from the army in Houshu, our theater box, costumes and instruments for playing and singing were all thrown away."

"But we are a troupe after all, and we can't do anything without people who eat, so I want to ask you for some money on credit, and then set up those things, and set up this stage again. You see. What? Sample?"

Hearing that the other party was looking for him to talk about this matter, Li Huowang seemed very indifferent. The gold box Sun Baolu's mother gave him was worth a lot of money, so he wouldn't care about this matter.

"Okay then, you can go to Bai Lingmiao and get the money."

"Hey~hey~hehehe, Xiao Daoist, don't be busy, old man, I haven't finished talking, you take this away." Lu Zhuangyuan said, and took out a crumpled paper with red handprints from his arms. The paper was handed to Li Huowang.

Li Huowang took the crumpled note and looked at the crooked note on it. He had a hard time reading the words on it.

"What is written here? A ghost drawing?"

Leader Lu blushed, "This is an IOU, please bear with me, I don't know a few words, the old man, anyway, it doesn't get in the way, as long as you have your fingerprints!"

"Little Daoist, you are kind to us, and we can't credit you for nothing. These days, we eat what you have and use what you have. How about it?"

"Until the money is paid off, you will be the owner of our Lu family class! From now on, if our Lu family class earns half of the silver, we will return the other half to you."

"Repay half of it to me? Then you will never pay off the debt. There is no need to be so troublesome. It's okay if you don't pay back the money." After finishing speaking, Li Huowang stood up and was about to hand the paper back.

"Hey~!" Lu Zhuangyuan arched his back and used the cigarette bag to stop Li Huowang in front of him, "This is Ding Mao or Mao, if you say that, we really dare not lend you money."

Hearing what the other party said, Li Huowang didn't force it anymore, and directly put away the paper covered with red handprints in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Team Leader Lu was overjoyed, and hurriedly greeted the team who had already been waiting for Lu's team.They stood together cautiously and bowed their hands to Li Huowang at the same time, "Hi, my boss!"

Li Huowang didn't bother to guess about Mr. Lu's careful thinking. Looking at the people in front of him, Li Huowang only knew that he was an extra hen laying eggs.

"Okay, let's all go back to eat. After eating and resting, we will continue on the road and leave Qingqiu as soon as possible."

"Okay, boss!"

Seeing them leaving cheerfully, Li Huowang shook his head speechlessly, picked up the still warm wild vegetable haggis soup and drank it.

"Others say that he is a great man, but I really didn't expect the old man to have the ability to see it." Lu Zhuangyuan showed a rare sense of pride on his face, and happily led the others back.

He was happy, but naturally others were not happy, Lu Juren leaned against his father with a gloomy face, "Father, you are so happy to sell us."

"Hey, you boy." Lu Zhuangyuan looked at his eldest son with a sigh, took out the cigarette stick and smoked it, borrowed a fire from the campfire next to him, and smoked it rattlingly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I want to go back, I don't want to go to Daliang, I...I don't want to sing anymore." Lu Juren with locked facial features looked up at the pregnant Luo Juanhua in the distance and said.

"You!" Lu Zhuangyuan, who became anxious, immediately raised the cigarette stick in his hand, but he took it back embarrassingly, seeing that he was stalking his neck and refusing to hide.

"You don't want to sing, to put it lightly! What do you do if you don't sing? Our family doesn't even have a field, so go back and be a beggar?"

"Besides, you have to go back. After this meeting, those soldiers who fought in the war almost knocked out the dog's head. You go back to the funeral!"

Lu Juren suddenly stood still, and said with a hint of longing in his eyes: "Father, maybe there is no war anymore! There is no war on this journey."

"Hmph! If you don't fight, you're so beautiful. There's never been a time when a military disaster started and stopped halfway through!"

Seeing Lu Juren's still tangled face, Lu Zhuangyuan sighed lightly, "Son, trust me, I don't live on a dog at my age."

"Do you think you'll be fine after the military disaster? It's not that easy. This disaster comes in pairs."

"After the war disaster, many people died and no one buried them. In all likelihood, there will be a plague. Once the plague is over, the remaining living will have no money in their pockets and no food in their fields. , a tael of food and a tael of gold, and they are selling their sons and daughters for their lives. How can anyone come to listen to the opera? If we don’t listen to the opera, what should we eat and drink? Crawl on the ground and eat loess?"

Having said this, Lu Zhuangyuan lowered his tone a bit. "My son, don't dislike those who sing big plays. If it weren't for it, I would have starved to death. How could you be there? We must not forget our roots."

Lu Juren knew that his father was right, but he still felt that the other party's choice was a bit outrageous.

"But dad, no matter what, we won't sell all of us to the little Daoist, we will become his slaves!"

Lu Zhuangyuan glared at his eldest son, turned his head and glanced at Li Huowang who was eating from afar, and took a few quick steps while pulling Ju Ren's sleeve.

A little further away, he lowered his voice and said: "Slave? Whose slave do you see that can eat meat every day?"

(End of this chapter)