Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

The bunch of flower pot seeds that Wen Xinze bought were all properly put into Qiankun bag by Lin Fei.He only held half a bunch of candied haws that Lin Fei had returned to him, and walking on the street, he felt relaxed.

The Qiankun bag is really a good thing. No matter how many things you buy or how big the items are, once you put them in the Qiankun bag, you can walk on the road with empty hands after shopping.

"Second senior brother, how many spirit stones are there in the Qiankun bag?" Wen Xinze felt a little moved by the Qiankun bag.

"The Qiankun bag is a herringbone magic weapon, but its price is determined according to the size of its storage space. The lowest price is about two hundred spirit stones. Do you want to buy a Qiankun bag?" Lin Fei looked sideways at Wen Xinze, "I advise you You'd better not waste spirit stones, you won't be able to use them even if you bought them, you need spiritual power to open the Qiankun bag."

"..." Although the universe bag is good, it discriminates against ordinary people.

"By the way, Second Senior Brother, this is for you." Ye Feiyao took out a bag of spirit stones and Qiu Linhe's Qiankun bag, and handed them to Lin Fei, "I have already handed over the magic treasures of Master Uncle to the consignment magic treasure shop. The spirit stone is the proceeds from the sale of the magic weapon that was consigned before."

Wen Xinze watched Lin Fei put away the Lingshi and Qiankun bag handed over by Ye Feiyao, and also took out the remaining Lingshi and silver in his arms, and stuffed them into Lin Fei's hands, "Give these to Master Uncle to pay off the debt , although it is pitifully small, it is better than nothing.”

Seeing Wen Xinze handing over the spirit stone and silver, Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao were stunned.

"Why do you look so surprised? Is it strange that I pay back the gambling debt?" Wen Xinze was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao. Although he did not owe the gambling debt, he used this tool Body, with this status, the gambling debt can only be counted on his head, and he will feel quite uncomfortable if he doesn't pay it off sooner.And even if the responsibilities of the gambling debts were put aside, he lived and lived for nothing in Xuanqimen, so he should do something to help.

Lin Fei: "..."

Ye Feiyao: "..."

Menli has helped Wen Xinze pay off his gambling debts so many times, but he has never paid out a dime for it, and his money will always only go to the gambling table.This was the first time they saw him take out money to pay off his gambling debts, and he paid out so thoroughly that he didn't keep a penny.

Since Wen Xinze lost his memory, it's not like they haven't felt the changes in him, but the most impactful thing is still today.They won the benefits of cooperation with the sect in Biyun Pavilion first, and now they don't hesitate to spend all their money to pay off the debts. No wonder they are not surprised.

"Don't you keep some of this spirit stone for yourself?" Lin Fei asked.

"No, I've already bought everything I want to buy. When I go back, I won't have to worry about food and clothing on Duobao Mountain. It's useless for me to hold it." Wen Xinze waved his hand.

"You look a bit like a master now." Ye Feiyao raised her hand and patted Wen Xinze's shoulder with a look of relief.

"Really?" Wen Xinze scratched his face, then asked, "Where are we going next?"

"Our business is almost done, let's go to Wangxian Tower to find the Patriarch." Lin Fei put away the Lingshi and silver that Wen Xinze gave, and replied.

Wen Xinze immediately regretted the question he raised.What does it mean to go to Chengjun?Meaning he'll be taken for memory loss.He didn't want to cure the amnesia that didn't exist at all.

"I think we'd better wait for the patriarch at the gate of the city, and don't disturb him meeting his friends." Wen Xinze strongly suggested.

"It was you who made an appointment with the patriarch to find him in Wangxianlou after selling the goods, and the patriarch also agreed. If you don't keep the promise, the patriarch will be angry." Lin Fei held Wen Xinze's left hand.

"Since you have made an appointment with the Patriarch, you'd better abide by the agreement." Ye Feiyao held Wen Xinze's right hand.

"Aren't I the head? Shouldn't you listen to me?"

"I am the senior brother in charge."

"I am the senior sister in charge."

"..."

Wen Xinze was carried into the Wangxian Building by his brothers and sisters, and then led by the shopkeeper to the door of a private room on the top floor of Wangxian Building.

There were two boys guarding the door of the private room, the shopkeeper stepped forward and whispered a few words, and one boy looked up at Wen Xinze and the others.

"Who is Wen Xinze?" the boy asked.

"I am." Wen Xinze said.

"The master left a message. When you come, I will take you in directly." The boy said as he pushed open the door of the private room, "Please follow me."

Wen Xinze and the others followed the guide boy, passed through the outer room, bypassed the screen, and entered the private room.

The inner room was bigger than Wen Xinze imagined, and the furnishings were elegant.

Rows of windows on the north and south sides are wide open, allowing the breeze to enter the room and the scenery to enter the windows.To the south, you can see the bustling street scene of Tianwang City, and to the north, you can see the distant view of Tianwang Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

By the window to the north, there was a set of tables and chairs, Cheng Jun was sitting there, playing chess with a young man.

The young man was handsome and gentle, with a suave temperament, wearing a brocade suit of blue satin and flowing clouds, shaking a folding fan with wild cursive poetry and prose, he looked like a wealthy idler.

"Uncle Master, Wen Xinze and the others are here." The boy who led Wen Xinze and the others in saluted the rich and idle young man.

The young man dropped a piece on the chessboard, turned his head to look over, and smiled at Wen Xinze, then got up and closed his fan, and walked in front of Wen Xinze, "My name is Feng Yihong, an idler from the Shuiyun Sect."

"What is an idler from the Shuiyun Sect? He is the old man from the Shuiyun Sect." Sitting at the chess table, Cheng Jun sneered as he played with the black chess piece in his hand.

As soon as Cheng Jun finished speaking, Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao secretly gasped.

The boy called this man Master Uncle, but they didn't realize it, but this man called himself Feng Yihong, and Master Chengjun said he was the old immortal of Shuiyun Sect, so his identity was ready to be revealed.

This person is none other than the most powerful and powerful master of the Shuiyun sect, the master of distraction cultivation.

Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao: "The real Yihong."

Wen Xinze: "Hi, my name is Wen Xinze."

Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao bowed respectfully to Feng Yihong, and Wen Xinze extended a hand to greet each other.

Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao: "..."

Wen Xinze: "..." Something seems wrong?

It's all because this person's attitude is too kind, which made him subconsciously show the greeting etiquette in modern society.

Wen Xinze wanted to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, but Feng Yihong, who had reacted first, held it, "Are you asking me to hold your hand?"

"This is called a handshake, a way of saying hello." Wen Xinze bit the bullet and shook Feng Yihong's hand twice, ending the handshake.

"Handshake ceremony? It's very interesting." Feng Yihong withdrew his hand and said with a smile.

"Handshake? When you first saw me, why didn't you give me a handshake?" Cheng Jun threw the chess piece into the chess box, with obvious dissatisfaction in his calm tone.

"..." Is this also a comparison?When you first saw me, you almost broke my neck, how could I have time to shake hands with you?But he could only murmur these words in his heart, and he couldn't say them in front of Chengjun, otherwise he would definitely find fault. "Then I'll make it up for you?"

"Come here." Cheng Jun snorted softly, and raised his hand to let Wen Xinze pass.

Wen Xinze walked up to Cheng Jun, and shook hands with him much longer than Feng Yihong's handshake. His slightly cold hands were warmed by him.

Master Chengjun's competitive spirit is so extraordinary.

While Wen Xinze was shaking hands with Cheng Jun, Feng Yihong chatted with Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao, and then asked the boy waiting at the side to serve some snacks.

"I won't eat dim sum here. Let's go to Tianwangshan to eat at your Shuiyunzong." Cheng Jun said.

"You look up to the sky, don't you just ask my nephew Liao to give Wen Xinze a face-to-face consultation?" Feng Yihong took a seat opposite Chengjun again, "I have already sent a letter to tell him to go down the mountain, so don't go up, it's easy to scare me disciples and followers."

"Your disciples and grandchildren are so courageous?" Cheng Jun said contemptuously.

"It's not because the people of my Shuiyun Sect are cowardly, but because the spirit beasts raised in the sect are cowardly." Feng Yihong placed a white chess piece on the chessboard, "The last time you went up the mountain to fetch medicine, a thunderstorm scared you." A group of spirit beasts raised in captivity ran away, and they have not been found yet. I am afraid that if you go up and make another thunderstorm, my disciples and grandchildren have been working in vain for half a month."

Listening to the conversation between Feng Yihong and Cheng Jun, Wen Xinze suddenly understood that this Feng Yihong was the acquaintance who sent a message to Cheng Jun with a long-tailed sparrow, no wonder his voice sounded familiar.This is the nephew Liao that Feng Yihong was talking about, wouldn't it be the old quack doctor who was scolded by Chengjun?They all scolded people as old-fashioned and quack doctors, and even went to see a doctor. Could it be that love is so deep that it is naturally dark?

The three of Wen Xinze sat at the round table to the south for a while, and the boy who had just been sent by Feng Yihong to serve dim sum led two waiters from Wangxianlou to bring the dim sum.

This Wangxianlou is a high-end teahouse in Tianwang City, and the food provided there are tea fruit cakes rich in spiritual power, which are expensive.

Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao looked at the tea and fruit cakes on the table with some restraint. The number of times they can see each other throughout the year for this kind of food can be counted on the fingers. It feels too extravagant to let go.

Wen Xinze took a look at the two of them, took two spirit fruits for them, and then took one to taste carefully.

This spiritual fruit is sweet and delicious when one bites it, and it melts in the mouth. It is more delicious than all the mortal fruits he has ever eaten.As for the spiritual power that the spiritual fruit is rich in, maybe because he is a mortal, he cannot taste the special taste of spiritual power.

Wen Xinze ate two spirit fruits and felt a little full, so he tidied up his clothes and walked outside calmly.

Before the doctor comes, hide out first.When the doctor left and came back, he would pretend to be lost and "miss" the consultation logically.

"Where are you going?" Wen Xinze had just walked to the screen when Cheng Jun's cool voice came over.

"Go out for a walk." Wen Xinze replied naturally.

"Aren't you going to sneak away?"

"Of course not. I'm just full of spirit fruits and want to take a walk."

"You can sneak away if you want." Cheng Jun glanced at Wen Xinze, "Anyway, even if you run away for two days, I can catch you back in the blink of an eye."

Wen Xinze and Cheng Jun's golden eyes looked at each other for two seconds, then turned around and walked back silently.Although he wanted to question Chengjun's ability to arrest people, Chengjun's strength did not allow him to question it.

Feng Yihong glanced at Wen Xinze's back as he walked back, and said in a low voice, "You usually bully him like this?"

Cheng Jun snorted softly, "He is now my junior, and I will discipline him."

Feng Yihong laughed and said, "Disciplinary? Do you have any experience in disciplining people?"

Cheng Jun: "I am born with it, no need for experience."

Feng Yihong: "All right."

Cheng Jun: "When will your nephew, a physician, arrive?"

Feng Yihong: "It should be here soon."

Not long after Feng Yihong finished speaking, an old man with white beard and hair entered the private room with a medicine box on his back.

"Uncle, Master Chengjun." The old man entered the inner room, walked to the chess table first, and saluted Feng Yihong and Chengjun.

"The old quack doctor is here?" Cheng Jun raised his eyes to look at the old man.

The old man didn't answer, he raised his eyelids full of vicissitudes, and looked at Feng Yihong faintly.

The old man is Liao Lao, the elder of the Shuiyun Sect. He is known as a master and immortal doctor in the cultivation world, and his medical skills are outstanding.As for how he became the old quack doctor that Cheng Jun said, it was all caused by Feng Yihong.

More than half a month ago, Chengjun went to Tianwangshan to ask Liao to dispense medicine.Mr. Liao didn't see the patient, but he only heard Chengjun's general outline of his condition, and he didn't dare to prescribe the medicine recklessly, so he gave him a bottle of conservative and harmless warming and nourishing elixir.He had just handed the elixir to Cheng Jun, and before he had time to say anything, Feng Yihong came to ask him for a elixir.He didn't dare to delay, and hurried to the backyard to get the medicine.Unexpectedly, when he came back, Cheng Jun had already left the medicine fee and left, and before he left, he heard Feng Yihong's big talk that the medicine would cure his illness.

As a result, the medicine didn't work, Cheng Jun was furious, and the title of old quack doctor was born out of nowhere.

He was very touched that the uncle could trust his medical skills so much, but——can we leave the words of medicine to cure the disease to him, a doctor?

"Cough! I didn't explain it to you. It was my fault last time, and it has nothing to do with my nephew." Feng Yihong said with a dry smile.

"Go see a doctor." Cheng Jun ignored Feng Yihong, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Wen Xinze, motioning for Mr. Liao to come and see him.

Mr. Liao walked up to Wen Xinze with the medicine box on his back, and bowed to Wen Xinze to salute.

Wen Xinze was so frightened that he jumped up from the chair and helped Mr. Liao to sit down.He couldn't bear this old man with white beard and hair to salute him.

Lin Fei and Ye Feiyao were also taken aback, they got up together and stood aside.

"Sit down too, I'll take your pulse now." Old Liao put the medicine box on the table and motioned for Wen Xinze to sit down.

Wen Xinze sat down hesitantly, and nervously put his hands on the pulse pillow. He was a little afraid of being diagnosed that the soul was not original.However, Cheng Jun didn't see that he wasn't the original soul, so the old man probably couldn't see it either.Although he didn't know exactly what Cheng Jun's cultivation was, but just looking at the attitude of Feng Yihong, the ancestor of Shuiyunzong's distraction master, Cheng Jun's cultivation would definitely not be lower than this old man.

Mr. Liao finished examining his left hand and his right hand, and after that, he stroked his beard and lowered his eyes in deep thought.

"How?" Cheng Jun came over and asked aloud.

"Master Wen's amnesia is caused by the uncertainty of Yuanshen." Elder Liao got up and said, "The Yuanshen was not seriously injured, and it will take some time to heal itself. If he dies, he will recover his memory sooner or later."

Wen Xinze: "..." This old man really seems to be a quack doctor.

"What about treatment?" Cheng Jun then asked.

"It mainly focuses on nourishing the soul, but the effect is not great."

"What's the difference between this and my method?" Cheng Jun sneered, and then asked, "He doesn't take medicine, what other methods do you have?"

"How about the medicine bath?" Mr. Liao thought for a while and said.

"I don't think it's good." Wen Xinze protested.

"Don't worry, the prescription prescribed by the old man is mild in nature, and there will be no adverse reactions."

"..." No, after the amnesia you diagnosed, I'm destined to be worried about your prescription.

Mr. Liao quickly prescribed the medicine and handed it to Chengjun.

When Cheng Jun was holding the prescription to check, Wen Xinze leaned over to Elder Liao and asked in a low voice, "There was a small black porcelain bottle with light green potion before, did you give it to Grand Master Cheng Jun?"

Old Liao nodded, "I gave it to you."

Wen Xinze's eyes lit up. Although the old man looked like a quack doctor, he was definitely a king in making nutrient solutions for plants. "I think..."

Before Wen Xinze finished speaking, Cheng Jun, who was across the round table, looked over with a chill, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Xinze: "...I don't want anything."

Forget it this time, and find a chance to secretly buy that potion from Mr. Liao in the future.

In the afternoon of the same day, Wen Xinze and his party of four set off for the Xuanqimen.

It took a day longer to go back than when we came, and it was already midnight when we arrived at the gate of Duobao Mountain.

Wen Xinze followed Chengjun in a daze, drifted back to the courtyard where they lived, slept with his head covered until dawn, and came back to life refreshed.

After Wen Xinze finished his breakfast, he walked around the hanger door.

The master uncle Qiu Linhe has not come back yet, Ye Feiyao is helping his junior uncle Shi Qiongyu dry the spiritual grass, and Lin Fei is busy improving the wishful book.Wen Xinze took the flowerpot seeds that Lin Fei had bought in Biyun Pavilion before, and went back to the courtyard excitedly to start working.

He can't be a flower farmer temporarily, but now he can be a happy gardener.

Wen Xinze found two wooden barrels and was planning to go to the back mountain to dig some soil to plant flowers.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he bumped into two strange teenagers.

These two teenagers were about the same height, but their temperaments were completely different.A young man with brown bangs on his forehead, expressionless, and taciturn in his clothes.He has short black hair, a pair of light blue eyes, and a smile on his face, looking very lively and enthusiastic.

But no matter which one they were, they were all unfamiliar faces, and Wen Xinze had never seen them in Xuanqimen before.

Except for the senior brother, he has seen all the people at the hanger door.And the two teenagers at the gate of the courtyard didn't look like senior brothers.

"Who are you...?" Wen Xinze took a step back vigilantly with two wooden barrels in his hands, and glanced in the direction of the main room from the corner of his eye, hoping that Master Chengjun would come out quickly to give him a sense of security.

"Excuse me, is this Duobao Mountain?" the blue-eyed boy asked with a smile.

"Yes……"

"We are the attendants of Master Chengjun."

"Huh?" Wen Xinze was stunned, he had never expected the identity of the other party.

"My name is Eleven." The blue-eyed boy introduced himself.

"..." National Day?

"May Day." The boy with brown bangs said expressionlessly.

"..." Labor Day?This is two small holidays?

"Excuse me, is Master Chengjun here?" Eleven looked at Wen Xinze and asked.

"Yes, you come with me." Wen Xinze said, leading the two teenagers towards the main room.