Jianghu are all masters

119.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was carrying a heavy birdcage, and with an inexplicably extra 500 taels of silver in his arms, he was walking back to the Wulin League in a daze.

what just happened?

Why did he suddenly earn 500 taels of silver and pick up a fat pigeon for nothing?

He told his senior brother before that he was going to go shopping on the street to buy something, how would he explain this fat pigeon to his senior brother after he went back?What's more, he has to raise this fat pigeon.

This simply made the already poor Shimen worse.

Zhang Xiaoyuan sighed deeply.

He lowered his head, ignoring all kinds of content constantly popping up on the heads of passersby on the side of the road, sighing as he walked towards the Wulin League.

Until he passed by a small doctor's shop of Dieda Massage, the shop assistant was trying to shout how good their Dieda plaster was, and he thought of Hualiuque's broken leg that had not recovered for a long time, and then thought about how he put the flower Liu Que sent a copy of the secrets of Jianghu... He felt a little guilty, so he took the 500 taels of silver he had just earned in his pocket and stepped into the small massage shop.

Zhang Xiaoyuan just wanted to buy some ointment, the ointment in this store is cheap, but the amount of silver on Zhang Xiaoyuan's body is too large, the store clerk really couldn't break it, so he asked Zhang Xiaoyuan for a while, and he went to the bank next door to exchange some silver taels.

Zhang Xiaoyuan sat in the shop and waited. He put the pigeon cage under his feet. The fat pigeon was really not afraid of people, and it was still cooing softly. Zhang Xiaoyuan reached out from the gap in the cage to poke its feathers, and it It just shook its wings, but there was no further reaction.

Then there was a cry like a pig being killed in the back room of the small shop.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, doctor! My waist!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Such a coincidence?Couldn't it be Cao Zilian who was smashed in the waist by the elder brother's scabbard that day?

He caused such a big incident in the Wulin League, how dare he stay in Baicang City?Even openly found a small shop to see his waist?

Zhang Xiaoyuan turned his gaze to the back room with a curtain, feeling nervous and curious.

Eldest brother was not by his side, he was a little scared.

But he didn't take off his disguise, and now he is still wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, with a black scarf covering his face, and he is dressed like an ordinary Jiang Hu. He and Cao Zilian only had a quick glance. Even if Cao Zilian stood in front of him, he probably wouldn't recognize him. come out with him.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was hesitant to leave now, the curtain of the back room was lifted, and a blond and blue-eyed barbarian came out.

There were very few barbarian figures in Central China, and there may be more in Beijing and border areas. Zhang Xiaoyuan had only seen a few barbarians juggling and dancing, and suddenly saw such a barbarian... He was a little surprised, and looked more. After a few glances, a familiar description jumped out of the man's head.

"Ashaner, the elder of the Illusory Palace."

Oh, it was the person who rescued Cao Zilian that day.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was afraid of arousing the suspicion of the man, so he didn't dare to look any further, he focused on the ground, listening to Cao Zilian's screams like killing a pig in the room, Ashan suddenly sat down beside him.

Asher is staring at his pigeon coop.

The fat pigeon was still cooing, maybe it was hungry, but the pigeon was so fat, Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't want to feed it, A Shaner beside him frowned, looked at Zhang Xiaoyuan, and asked him in non-standard Mandarin: " Was anyone in your family injured?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan had no choice but to lower his voice and bite the bullet and reply: "Yes."

Ashaner: "Is stewed chicken useful?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Huh?"

He froze for a moment, the pigeon cage was covered with cloth, he thought that Ashaner might have recognized the pigeon as a chicken, so he waved his hand hastily and said, "I am a pigeon."

Ashaner nodded: "It turns out that people in the Central Plains all eat pigeons."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

No, it's not.

Cao Zilian let out another scream in the room.

The store clerk came back in time to change the silver. Zhang Xiaoyuan hurriedly took the ointment and left. Before leaving, he saw the top of A Shaner's head... He was thinking about how to use the less than five taels of silver in the Phantom Palace to save money for Cao Zi. Buy a month's worth of medicine and pigeon stew.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

This familiar feeling.

It seems that he was his teacher not long ago!

120.

Zhang Xiaoyuan returned to the Wulin League.

He changed back to his original attire not far outside the Martial Arts League. When he entered the door, he was carrying the pigeon cage. The fat pigeon kept cooing. Many people turned their heads to look at him on the road, and he was really a little embarrassed.

When he returned to the small courtyard where they were temporarily staying, he saw Hua Liuque sitting on the porch kowtowing melon seeds and reading the sword manual. The second senior brother was nowhere to be seen, maybe he had gone out.

Wait, Hua Liuque is also reading the sword manual!

After more than a month of entry, Zhang Xiaoyuan, who had only memorized the second page of the sword manual, suddenly became nervous.

Hua Liuque turned her head to see him alone, she was a little surprised, and asked, "Xiao Yuan, didn't senior brother come back with you?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan was also very surprised: "Brother hasn't come back yet?"

Hualiuque shook her head: "I thought you were together..."

He paused for a while, put away his excessive fantasies, coughed lightly, and turned to look at the pigeon cage in Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand.

Hua Liuque frowned and asked, "What is that?"

"Oh... I bought it for fun." Zhang Xiaoyuan babbled with a guilty conscience, and took out the plaster he just bought, "I just saw someone selling plaster on the street, and I heard that the medicine is good, so I brought some for you. "

He blinked at Hua Liuque, and he, who was always eloquent, obviously paused for a moment, and then whispered to Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Thank you."

He seems to rarely receive gifts and care from others, even if the so-called gift is just a small plaster.

The fat pigeon suddenly cooed again

Hualiuque wanted to quickly change the topic, he coughed, lifted the cloth covering the pigeon cage and took a look, but was surprised behind him, and asked: "You didn't buy it and raise it?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan nodded guilty: "Yes, I saw it on the street, how cute it is."

Hualiuque shook her head and sighed, shook off her folding fan, very puzzled: "This is the first time I see someone think fat chicken is cute."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan seriously emphasized: "This is a pigeon!"

Hualiuque clicked her tongue: "A pigeon that is so fat that its neck is gone."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "That's also a pigeon!"

Hualiuque turned a page of the sword manual: "The two chickens in the county government are not as fat as this pigeon, are they?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "That's why those two chickens are too thin! Mr. Qi will die whatever he raises, it's not easy for the chickens to survive!"

He was arguing with Hualiuque, Jiang Jianyu turned around and entered the yard, looked over curiously, and asked, "What are you arguing about?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted: "Second Senior Brother! He said my pigeons are fat chickens!"

Jiang Jianyu also looked into the cage.

"This chicken is quite fat." He paused and shook his head hastily, "No, this pigeon is quite fragrant!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Flower Bird: "..."

The three looked at each other in silence for a moment, then Hua Liuque suddenly laughed.

"I know that there is a family of roasted pigeons in Baicang City, which is famous all over the world." Hua Liuque said, "Let's go together tonight when Eldest Brother comes back."

Jiang Jianyu couldn't help nodding.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was very annoyed.

"Do you have to say these words in front of my pigeons? It's too cruel!" He couldn't help swallowing, "We'll go together after I hide the pigeon cage!"

Jiang Jianyu laughed, took out two plasters from his bosom, threw them on Hua Liuque's sword manual, and said, "I just went out and saw Doctor You Fang at the door."

Hualiuque was taken aback.

Zhang Xiaoyuan blinked: "What a coincidence, I bought it too."

Jiang Jianyu clicked his tongue: "You said you bought it earlier, so I don't have to spend the money."

"Use mine today, and yours tomorrow." Zhang Xiaoyuan rushed to say, "Isn't it good to use them crossed!"

The fan in Hualiuque's hand shook, then paused again, as if remembering something, in the end she just smiled slightly, then raised her voice and said: "The disciple under the sect is injured, the master sent out some plaster Isn’t money a matter of course!”

Jiang Jianyu glared at him: "This is my private money!"

Hua Liuque was about to speak when he heard footsteps, looked up and saw Lu Zhaoming walking in with no expression on his face, he trembled in fright, hugged the sword book tightly and wanted to hide aside immediately.

Lu Zhaoming threw a paper bag into his arms, and without even looking at him, he took Zhang Xiaoyuan's arm and was about to go out, saying, "Xiao Yuan, come with me."

Hua Liuque sighed with emotion: "The relationship between senior brother and Xiao Yuan has improved by leaps and bounds."

Jiang Jianyu had quick eyesight and quick hands. He turned the paper bag over and saw the words on the outside of the paper bag at a glance.

"Yan's Medicine"

Hua Liuque was startled, but couldn't hold back the smile on her lips, and said, "Now I can use yours today, Xiao Yuan's tomorrow, and big brother's the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Jianyu was still muttering in a low voice: "If I had known that Xiao Yuan and senior brother would buy ointment, I wouldn't have spent the money."

121.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was dragged by Lu Zhaoming to the outside of the Martial Arts League. He didn't know why, so he couldn't help asking: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Lu Zhaoming replied: "You will not be rewarded without merit."

Zhang Xiaoyuan understood.

Lu Zhaoming should still feel that he gave too much money when he was in Zuixian Pavilion, and maybe he felt somewhat guilty, but now he might have found some way to make up for it, so he wanted to take him to have a look.

But the money came back a long time ago, not only that, Zhang Xiaoyuan even earned a few hundred taels from the shopkeeper.

Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't know how to speak, so he could only say: "Brother, brother, you don't need to be so polite."

But Lu Zhaoming replied: "I have kept the money my uncle gave me that day, and I still have a lot left."

Zhang Xiaoyuan nodded: "And then?"

Lu Zhaoming: "I know you like snacks, so I bought some."

Zhang Xiaoyuan blinked his eyes: "Where is it?"

Lu Zhaoming: "But when I walked to the gate of the Wulin League, they didn't allow me to come in."

Zhang Xiaoyuan felt something was wrong.

It's just to buy some pastries, why don't senior brothers be allowed to come in?

Lu Zhaoming: "I have no choice but to leave the food with the guard temporarily, and when I come back, I will take you out, and come in after eating."

Zhang Xiaoyuan was extremely puzzled.

"Brother, what did you buy?" Zhang Xiaoyuan frowned, "Why didn't the guard let you in?"

Lu Zhaoming did not speak.

They had already reached the gate of the Wulin League, and Zhang Xiaoyuan immediately saw the helpless guard at the gate of the Wulin League, who was carrying a whole candied haws target.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

The elder guard had a bitter face, and shouted at Lu Zhaoming: "Young man Lu! You are back, you have been gone for a quarter of an hour, and several people have already asked me how I sold the candied haws..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Lu Zhaoming thanked him: "Thank you for your hard work."

The elder guard was really curious and couldn't help asking him: "What's the matter? Is your sect poor enough to make a living by selling candied haws?"

Lu Zhaoming shook his head seriously: "No."

He took the candied haws target and turned to look at Zhang Xiaoyuan.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

"Junior Brother." Lu Zhaoming said, "I remember you said that you also like candied haws very much."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at the candied haws target with dozens of candied haws stuck up and down, and fell into self-contemplation.

How to do.

Will he never want to see candied haws again in his life?