Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

It stands to reason that this butcher has nothing to do with them.However, seeing Brother Seven's frown, he knew that he wanted to take care of this matter.

Mo Xian patted him on the shoulder, and motioned for the two to go to the side and talk: "Let's go home first, and come back after changing our clothes."

"Xiao Mo, thank you."

"Thank you? We have done everything along the way, but we just didn't do what a knight should do. Now it's just right."

Heroes are prohibited by martial arts. Ancient chivalrous men can barely be regarded as a part of government supervision. Although they are illegal~ In fact, they come to rescue people at night, and it is probably a bit late. It is too late to kill people, but the butcher must suffer. , as for his wife... If the county magistrate's son was impatient, he might have been insulted already.

However, they are saving people, not putting themselves in it.After all, they are not real heroes, but the kindness of Brother Seven, and Mo Xian doesn't mind satisfying his kindness, just to make him happy.

At this moment, the two of them were in no mood to continue shopping, and there happened to be an old man selling fermented glutinous glutinous rice on the side of the road. The two of them went to order a bowl each, and while drinking, they waited for the time agreed with Liu Qi. Just sat down and drank a few sips, three or four knights slapped their whips and shouted "Changninghou chariot is coming! Idlers are forced to retreat!", galloping past them all the way, and they were able to pass behind them. The words "Changning Marquis Li" can be seen on the flag carried on his back.

"It's such a grand scene." This is the first time Mo Xian has seen such a scene. This is the legendary ancient quiet street, right?At the same time, he stood up with his seventh senior brother, and retreated to both sides of the road along with the other common people.

The seventh senior brother next to him said: "It is said that the Marquis of Changning is very strict in his rule and his family is respectful. From this point of view, it is not unreasonable."

Mo Xian raised his eyebrows: "It was like that just now, is it still a matter of etiquette?"

"Those riders have already slowed down their horses, and the whips are all empty whips. They are only drawn in the air, and they are only drawn in the air to hear the sound. Is it polite?"

Mo Xian: "..."

The common people were very honest and seemed to know the rules, so they hid in the shops on both sides of the street.No matter whether the shop owner is enthusiastic or stingy, even if he sees beggars and rascals among the people who come in, he will not drive them away.After the common people on the street had finished entering, they got on the door panel.

Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother entered a restaurant, and they didn't know how long it would take, so Mo Xian deliberately pulled Seventh Senior Brother to settle the lunch here.But they are now dressed as two farmers, but where should they have that spare money?So Mo Xian simply learned from Kong Yiji, spent more than a dozen dollars, ordered a small plate of fennel beans, two bowls of rice wine, and two steamed buns, and settled for lunch with a small piece of stewed pork brought from home.

After they had eaten and drank enough, they heard someone shouting outside: "It's all right! It's all right! The door is open for sale!"

Xiaoer opened the door and saw that it was a government servant patrolling the street, so he felt relieved and reopened for business.

It was also at this moment that in the scary quiet restaurant, except for Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother, no one could settle down to eat just now, and it became noisy again, and the common people were talking about how a person like Marquis Changning ran to the restaurant. Are they here in the backcountry?

Just as they were discussing, an idler suddenly ran in and yelled, "Did you know that the big apprentice of Wang Tuzi's family is really capable! He even came to stop the car and call for grievances!"

"Oh?!" Immediately, everyone became interested, and those who were walking outside also stopped, waiting for the idler to continue talking.But the idle man kept his mouth shut, and no matter how urged by the crowd, he kept silent, but kept his face sullen, but looked sideways at the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

The shopkeeper was also very sensible, and immediately ordered Xiao Er: "Get a pot of wine with this brother."

The idle man immediately beamed with joy: "Thanks, shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper also bowed his hands, but it was just a pot of wine.And this idle man was also on the road, took a sip of wine, and immediately started talking.

Let's first describe how the Marquis of Changning's team is magnificent and mighty.He also talked about how the great apprentice of Wang Tuzi hid at the corner, then how the man rushed out of the corner shouting his injustice, and then how the Marquis of Changning questioned the county magistrate and his son. .

After talking for a quarter of an hour, the number of people in this restaurant has increased instead of decreasing.And most of them bought rice wine refreshments, or sat or stood, and listened while eating.Even Mo Xian paid for it again, and bought fennel beans for Senior Brother Seven, letting him eat it with dip.

When the idle man finally finished speaking, the owner of the restaurant happily gave him another jug ​​of wine, and added two taels of pork head meat and more than ten Wen.

As the flow of people walked out, Mo Xian couldn't help asking: "Senior brother, do you like to listen?"

"It's not like I like it, but I just find it interesting." After thinking about it, he added, "It's more interesting than reading a book by myself."

"Brother... haven't you heard of storytelling?"

"What is a storyteller?"

"That common saying?"

"I've heard the common saying, but some don't understand it. The scriptures are too hard to pronounce, why?"

"I'll tell my brother when I go back." Mo Xian replied with a smile. It seems that there are fewer leisure and entertainment activities in this world than he imagined, and even the vulgar lectures are still only the monopoly of Buddhist monks, and have not developed into more popular ones. storytelling.

"Didn't you think of something messy again?" Brother Seven just wanted to nod his head in agreement, but stopped abruptly.

"Brother said it as if I never wanted to be serious."

"As long as you know."

Mo Xian: "..."

But they don't need to intervene in the matter of the butcher, and the fate of the butcher and his wife is also good. Although there is a difficulty, it is just a false alarm.

"Master, what's the matter?" Diagonally opposite the restaurant, a middle-aged man dressed as a family member asked the young master next to him in an ordinary gray cloth shirt.

"I found an old friend. I never expected that he would be here and still dressed like that. He probably doesn't want to be recognized, but... you wait here, I will find someone." After finishing speaking, The young man jumped out of the crowd, the family next to him only had time to yell twice, and the young man in gray had already disappeared into the crowd.

Now the streets are full of pedestrians, noisy and unprepared, so that Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother didn't even notice at first, someone followed behind them, until they walked half a street, the person following them gradually approached , the two just felt something was wrong.

However, the two of them also had a tacit understanding. They looked at each other and turned into a corner together.

The stalker had just followed them into the corner when he was grabbed by the throat by Mo Xian. If it wasn't for the fine weather today and Mo Xian could see his face clearly, it might be his day next year. It's the festival day.

"Hua Changlian?" Mo Xian obviously didn't expect to meet someone surnamed Hua in this place.

Hua Changlian pointed to Mo Xian's claws that were still clasped around his neck, and motioned for him to let go - in fact, he was not so easy to be caught, no matter what, he had been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, but now he was anxious in his heart. Take him as a friend of Mo Xian for a long time, and he was unprepared, so he caught every one of them like a chicken.

Mo Xian was a little hesitant, obviously, he didn't care about killing people to silence them.

However, Zhao Yanle once said that he and Chang Ning Hou had an old relationship, and now that Chang Ning Hou is here, he also followed.If he died, maybe the incident would become a big mess, and it would spread to the village instead.Thinking of this, Mo Xian let go of his hand.

"Brother Ouyang, you and I are really destined." Hua Changlian probably didn't know that he had walked back and forth from the gate of hell, and when he was free, he smiled and greeted Mo Xian.

"Say something quickly." Mo Xian's tone was obviously not very polite.

"Brother Ouyang, you saved Si Ding's leg last time. Obviously, you have good medical skills. Now...for the sake of helping you settle the gangsters, can you do me a favor?" Hua Changlian is not a gentleman, so There is no hesitation in repaying the favor.

"No." Who knows that Mo Xian refused simply, "You helped me settle a bunch of people in the world, didn't I also give you a perfect Feng Sidening? If you break Feng Sidening's leg, I'd like to think about it .”

"You..." Hua Changlian thought he was enough of a jerk, but now he realizes that he is still far behind.

"Young Master Ouyang, you need to know that you will never regret what you say." A fourth person appeared in the alley, and it was naturally Feng Siding without asking.Although he can walk now, his legs and feet are still somewhat inconvenient, and he is obviously limping.

If it was only Mo Xian himself, not to mention regretting the past, but killing them all here, and then throwing them in a dry well, who would do anything to him?

But... It is not easy to have a family and a mouth. Not only do you have to work hard to support your family, but you must also pay attention to maintaining a glorious image in the eyes of your wife.

"Forget it, don't talk to me with that. What's the use of having your leg? But you have to tell me who I'm going to treat first. And, as I said in advance, I only know about trauma. , Bone injury, if it is internal medicine, ordinary headaches and brain fever, I can handle it, and if it is more serious, I can't help it. Moreover, I can't follow you to treat patients now, you have to let me change clothes, and, my Identity cannot be revealed."

"It's my uncle I asked you to help treat, and he is... Marquis of Changning." Hua Changlian carefully observed Mo Xian's expression when he said this, and found that his expression hadn't changed, so he immediately felt relieved, "His injury , it can be considered a bone injury."

If it were another person, and asked him to treat such a big man as Marquis Changning, then Mo Xian would immediately turn his back on him, but it happened to be Hua Changlian, a rascal, who was accompanied by Feng Siding who had indirectly rescued the seventh senior brother.So since you agreed at the beginning, then you just have to grit your teeth and continue to agree.But what he didn't understand was: "Why is there such a thing as a 'bone injury'?"

"Hey, you'll know it when you see it." Hua Changlian smirked twice, and didn't say much more, "Tonight, just come to the post to find me."

Until that night, Mo Xian changed into an ordinary scholar's uniform, wearing a big bamboo hat, and the ghost doctor dressed in the same dress - I heard that he would come to join in the fun, and the seventh brother dressed as an apprentice came to the post. .Sure enough, Hua Changlian was waiting at the door, and when he saw him coming, he immediately took him in.

After seeing Marquis Changning's injury, he finally knew why Hua Changlian said it was a "bone injury".This Marquis of Changning's left calf must have been broken once, and it was an old injury of unknown ages. However, at that time, it was obvious that the bone-bonding method was obviously not good, the calf was obviously bent to one side, and even the muscles of the calf were atrophied .