I want to live, get married

Suddenly I heard someone calling in a low voice: "Young Master He... Young Master Liu... Where are you?"

"Liu'er... where are you!"

Listen carefully, it is Ma Lang's calling.

Liu Yanhan hurriedly pushed aside the bushes in front of him, looked out through the gaps in the sparse leaves, and saw Ma Langzhong looking around not far away, presumably looking for his accomplices who had run away.

"It's Senior Ma!" He Qingqing revealed surprise.

"It's a good thing he wasn't caught, otherwise we would have to go to the Xijiao Villa to look for him with shame, and we would have wasted time. It looks like he's all right, so let's meet up with him as soon as possible. We still have serious things to do when we get down!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up from behind the bushes where he was hiding, raised his arms and waved in the direction of Ma Langzhong, and shouted: "Senior, we are here!"

Hearing someone calling him, Ma Langzhong trotted all the way towards the direction where He and Liu were hiding.

When he got close, he kicked heavily and shouted: "Oh... I found the two young masters..."

Standing still, he didn't forget to pat his heart, with an expression of being greatly wronged: "Don't say that the old man complained, you two young people are too disrespectful, it's a good thing we sneaked into the Xijiao Mountain Villa together, how can you If something goes wrong, if I leave this old man, I will run away, if I am caught, where can I put this old face!"

"Look...look...this old man is covered in mud..." As he spoke, he shook the mud off his body.

Just now, in order to invite the "Iron Armored General", he rolled around in the mud for a while, and there was no clean spot on his body. People are like mud monkeys rolling in the mud.

He Qingqing looked at the excitement and said, "Senior Ma, you just complained, so what if you suffer so much for the sake of luck?"

She explained again: "Besides, we didn't leave you alone!

In the situation just now, of course it is better to run away one by one, than to stay together foolishly and be wiped out all at once!

Even if you were caught as a thief, it would be nothing but a scolding, besides, you escaped without any danger!What is there to complain about? "

"I..." Ma Lang wanted to criticize them a few more times, but he didn't have anything to say, so he asked instead, "Where is Liu'er?"

"I don't know!" He Qingqing said: "I haven't seen Mr. Liu since we ran out of the villa, why didn't he go to see you, senior?"

"Hmph... look for me..."

Speaking of this, Ma Lang let out a muffled snort, "It's a little fluffy, it can run faster than a rabbit, how can I care about my life as a master! Little bastard, what will happen to you?" Zizhi may have hidden somewhere! How could he remember to look for me."

"Master... Master...".

Just as he was talking, a cautious call came from the grass not far away, "Mr. He...Mr. Liu...is that you? I'm here!"

Everyone searched for the sound, and saw a rustle and tremor in the grass, and then a person came out of it.

His head was full of grass clippings, like someone crawling out of a chicken coop. After looking around for a while, he stood up and trotted towards everyone.

"Hey... Master is looking for you..."

Seeing everyone, Liu'er had an expression of surviving a catastrophe.

"Just now, the nurse in the villa was chasing too closely. He was so frightened that he ran wildly and didn't even dare to turn his head. You don't know that this old man is too powerful. Regardless of his age, it is said that he is young. When I was a Lianjiazi, I was fierce and powerful, I used to come to the villa to play with my friends from the town, and I was almost caught by him several times, because I was really afraid of him."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Langzhong, who was already blowing his beard and staring with anger, gave him a brain collapse.

"You are an unfilial disciple, you only care about your own running, and you have forgotten whether you are a teacher or not! You have been raising you for so many years for nothing. You have no conscience."

"Ouch..." Liu'er raised his hand to protect his little head, and wailed in pain.

Puckered his mouth and complained aggrievedly: "Master, why are you old man beating me again, disciple... disciple didn't mean to run so fast, this...

Wasn't this frightened by the old man who guarded the courtyard in the villa earlier? For some reason, when he saw his legs, he couldn't control his legs and wanted to run away. Besides, Master, you are such a grown-up, so he just caught you. What can you do?Isn't it just a matter of being reviled? "

"Shut up..." interrupted Liu'er's defense.

Ma Langzhong said angrily: "Your master Haolai is also a master of boils in Xinglin world, but now he is doing ridiculous things like stealing birds and fish. If I am really caught, where will I put my old face?"

Unexpectedly, Liu'er not only did not apologize at all when facing Ma Langzhong who was blowing his beard and staring with anger, but also muttered dismissively: "You always know how to lose face! In order to gamble on weekdays, you have cheated and cheated a lot." Do it, you just don't feel it."

Suddenly being exposed in front of outsiders by his apprentice, Ma Langzhong became even more angry.

He grabbed Liu'er by the ear and reprimanded him: "Well, you boy, you dare to disobey Master, do you know what it means to be deceived, and to put a hat on your Master's head like this, from beating you to raising you for so long, this All the food has been eaten into the dog's stomach, even if the old man has a dog, he knows how to bark twice at the owner, you are a white-eyed wolf, and you are about to bite someone when you open your mouth."

"Oh...Master, please let go..." Liu'er tilted his head and covered his ears, tears of pain were about to burst out.

"Your disciple's words were unintentional, please don't take it to heart..." But Ma Langzhong was upset for a while, and he was not willing to let go easily. He was so anxious that he repeatedly asked He Qingqing and Liu Yanhan for help.

"You two, please do me a favor! Quickly help me persuade Master... Oops... Don't pull Master, or my ears will fall off if you pull again."

Originally, it is only natural for the master to teach the disciples, and outsiders should not interfere, but thinking about these six children, there is still some sense of justice in his heart, but it is just a bit of bad luck.

When I met such a master who was greedy for money and immoral, what he did was shameful, and he was trying to gain fame. .

Liu Yanhan couldn't see it any longer, so he stepped forward and pulled the distraught Ma Langzhong away.

With a smile on his face, he smoothed things over and said: "Senior Ma, let's not waste our time here. Since we finally found what we need to invite luck and increase blessings, we should go to the gambling house to try it out. What do you think?"

Ma Langzhong finally let go of his hand, Liu'er was free, and quickly hid behind He Qingqing who was standing aside.

While covering his red ears, he complained: "That's right...Master, you know how to vent your anger on me here, and you have forgotten why you came here."

"Look..." As Ma Langzhong said, regardless of Liu Yanhan's protection, he took off his muddy shoes and made a gesture to throw Liu'er over.

It's a pity that Liu'er hid behind He Qingqing like a loach and couldn't come out. He was so angry that he cursed: "You brat is fat, but you have learned how to find backers."

At this time, He Qingqing, who had been silently watching the quarrel between the master and the apprentice, finally said, "Okay, Senior Ma, if you still want to win money, stop blaming your little apprentice... "

She pressed down on the irascible groom.

"Although the Iron Armored General has been invited, there are still some trivial matters that need to be prepared. The two of you have been delaying here. After a while, I can't guarantee that the betting fairy's luck spell will keep you safe all the way. .”

After all, it was He Qingqing, a descendant of the gambling fairy, who said something that carried weight. When it came to winning money and getting rich, Ma Langzhong lost his anger in an instant.

He casually threw down the shoes he was using to beat people, and smiled embarrassedly: "Hey, hey, hey... I made the two young masters laugh, and I was so mad by this rebel, please invite "Iron Armored General" Finally, of course, it is important to go back to the gambling house immediately to win money, how can such a trivial matter delay the old man's plan to make a fortune!"

"Mr. He, I'll go back to the gambling house right away..." Ma Langzhong turned around and left as if saying that the wind is the rain.

Glancing at the master and apprentice who were covered in mud figurines at the moment, He Qingqing rolled her eyes indiscriminately, wishing to express her inner disgust on her face.

She frowned and said, "Uh... don't rush back to the casino."

"What?" He Qingqing meant that he couldn't return to the gambling house immediately, and the gambling addiction in Ma Lang's center suddenly became more itchy.

He asked inexplicably: "Why! I spent so much effort to invite these things, can't it work now? Is the old man missing something and not doing it?"

He shook the cloth bag containing the bastard in his hand and asked He Qingqing for confirmation.

"Senior, I think it's better for you to go home and change into clean clothes first..." Liu Yanhan couldn't see it anymore.

She pointed to the mud stains on Ma Langzhong's body, and suggested: "You are now in such a disgraceful state, you are stabbing your head in the gambling house, aren't you afraid that the thugs who watch the game will throw you out again?"

"Oh...what's the problem..." He raised his hand and patted the mud on his body carelessly, although it didn't help at all.

With a big wave of his hand, he said nonchalantly: "Go to the gambling house to gamble, those bastards can't control what you wear, and you're not going to eat flowers and wine, wearing gold and silver is for nothing, who is it for?

A man doesn’t stick to trifles, it’s just a little bit of mud stains, why do girls have to change clothes, besides, whoever wins a lot of money in the gambling house is the master, and then give them a few small money, silk and satin, brocade clothes I can't get enough clothes and rush to buy them for my grandfather, what kind of clothes can I get in exchange for? "

Seeing Ma Langzhong's anxious face for gambling, Liu Yanhan was powerless to dissuade him.

At this time, He Qingqing said conclusively: "Senior, I'd better listen to Mr. Liu, let's go back to your residence first and ask for a feng shui array, and don't rush to the gambling house..."

"Ah!" Unable to plunge into the gambling house, Ma Langzhong had a look of reluctance.

He Qingqing explained to him: "Senior, you don't know something. The gambling cheats of my ancestors of the He family are divided into several categories, each of which is different and has its own mystery. This "Iron Armored General" belongs to a feng shui technique for luck. Previously, the talismans you painted on your clothes and carried on your body were different. Feng Shui please transport it, so to speak, it is a formation. Please transport it into your house. The fortune of your house will increase, and it will naturally return to you. It will be all right.”

Hearing this, he finally figured out what was going on, and Ma Lang thought to himself: Not only was he wrong before, but he was completely wrong. It seems that only the descendants of the He family know the profound meaning of the secret book of gambling immortals. Even if an outsider gets the letter, it's like reading a book from heaven, and they can't get the secrets. If they want to gamble and get lucky, they have to rely on this young young man who looks sick, so they can't offend him anymore.

Even though he was devouring his heart like ten thousand ants, he had to endure the craving for gambling in his heart, smiled, and said obediently: "This old man obeys Mr. He's orders, and you can do whatever you say. Let's fight." Go back home."

If so, a group of four people searched for the way they came from, took the chariot and horses, and returned to the Ma's Medical Center without stopping for a moment.

Chapter 48, Chapter 48

Ma's Medical Center

Headed by Ma Langzhong, He Qingqing, Liu Yanhan, and Liu'er gathered together in a group, carefully looking at the "Iron Armored General" who had finally been invited in front of him.

In front of him, on a desk with faded lacquer, lay a green and gray little bastard, probably because of the cold weather, he looked listless at the moment.

It glanced around slowly, as if sensing a strange environment, it became more and more uneasy, and "suddenly" retracted its whole body into the thick shell, and never came out again.

"Hey...what's the matter with this little thing! You're listless, will you freeze to death?"

Liu'er raised his hand and poked Wang Bake and asked in question.

With a sound of "pa", Ma Lang knocked off Liu'er's hand.

He reprimanded: "Could you calm down with your paw? Don't mess around with anything. This is the treasure that my teacher brought back after eight hundred rolls in the mud under the freezing northwest wind." Pimple, gold is expensive!"

Thinking of coming back to take a bath and change clothes, he took three buckets of water to wash himself out. Ma Langzhong was full of bitterness after so much effort to catch such a beast.

He raised his hands and shook them in front of Liu'er, saying, "Look, the mud between his fingers hasn't been washed off yet! This old black man."

With a helpless face, Liu'er blocked the hand that was shaking in front of his eyes. He thought about his master's usual self-proclaimed master, and he didn't care about trivial matters.

But now with such a hypocritical look, it was a burst of toothache and heartache, but he said perfunctorily: "Ah... yes, yes, yes... Master has suffered, Master has worked hard!"

Still worried about Liu'er, a half-grown child who plays with cats and dogs, Ma Langzhong asked in a long-winded manner.

"The "Iron Armored General" who was finally invited back is now the teacher's darling. Don't turn around and kill me, you boy. The teacher is still counting on his luck to increase his momentum and kill everyone in the gambling house. Don't make trouble for me, understand?"

"Don't worry! Master, I will definitely offer this "Iron Armored General" in the room like an offering to a Bodhisattva. Just put your heart on it!"

Liu'er patted his chest, and assured Ma Langzhong, "But looking at the listless appearance of this little thing, he might be dying soon, so don't rely on me when the time comes!"

"Bah! What nonsense!"

Hearing Liu'er's dejected words, Ma Langzhong spat in disgust, "Why did you curse the "Iron Armored General" who was your teacher to die? Do you still want to be a teacher! Huh?"

"It's just...you see for yourself! This thing looks like it's hanging on its shoulders, and it's about to kick its legs and close its eyes."

Liu'er poked the little tortoise nestled in a ball in front of him again, but he remained motionless and didn't respond to the outside world at all.

"Tell you not to move..." Ma Lang made a gesture to hit Liu'er's disobedient hand again.

Looking at the pair of master and apprentice who were always fighting and bickering in front of them, He Qingqing finally couldn't help it anymore, and she stopped.

"Okay, you two, master and apprentice, don't quarrel here. It's winter, the weather is cold, the tortoise is naturally listless, and this little thing was dug out of the mud pond rashly by us, so it's difficult to adapt to the surrounding environment. so."

As she spoke, she ordered: "You two listen to me, find a larger porcelain basin, fill the bottom of the basin with a shallow layer of clear water, and I will use luck to clothe the mansion. Feng Shui Bureau, please bring it into the house to enhance your luck."

After receiving He Qingqing's order, Ma Langzhong quickly sent his little apprentice to do the work.

"I understand what Mr. He said, why are you staring blankly? Why don't you hurry up and do it?"

"Success, let's go." Liu'er agreed and ran towards the back room.

After a while, he brought a huge rough ceramic basin and put it on the desk with great effort.

"This porcelain basin used to be used for kneading noodles, but it hasn't been used for a long time. Mr. He, do you think it's okay?"

"Is there no other porcelain basin in the medical hall?" Liu Yanhan looked at it from the side, and suggested that he get another vessel.

"After all, it is used to raise turtles, and it will be dirty after use. How can you use it for cooking?"

"Hi..." Wu Chengxiang Liu'er sighed.

He said nonchalantly: "Since my wife passed away, my master and I have eaten the last meal without the next meal, what kind of fire and food are we still cooking!

This porcelain basin is just a decoration in the back kitchen. Besides, apart from this porcelain basin, there is really nothing else in the house. "

After hearing these few words, Ma Langzhong's complexion sank visibly.

He scolded with displeasure on his face: "You kid, can't you say a few words less! What does it mean to eat the last meal but not the next one? Are you complaining that the teacher has treated you badly?"

"I..." Being reprimanded by her master again for no reason, Liu'er curled her lips with a look of grievance.

He seemed to want to say something, but he swallowed it when he reached his mouth, and after all he stood with his head bowed like a child who made a mistake, and then remained silent, no longer arguing with the master.

"Look at your worthless appearance..." Ma Langzhong glanced at Liu'er.

Thinking about how this child speaks and does things regardless of the occasion or location, what should be said and what should not be said, and all of it should be said, it is really stupid and stunned.

Even the death of the teacher's wife, such a private and taboo matter, dared to blurt out in front of two outsiders without hesitation, and ended up looking like an unrepentant donkey.

The anger in Ma Lang's center didn't come from one place, he said angrily: "Don't you just eat the crap? When you become rich as a teacher, you can still treat you badly. You want to be well-clothed, fine food, luxurious mansions and courtyards?" Anything goes."

"..." Six children.

Listening to the master's "heroic words and feats", Liu'er still had a bitter face and was unmoved, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Stop making a sad face, who are you looking at?"

Seeing Liu'er stubbornly tilting his head and not looking at him, Ma Langzhong felt that he could not get down.

He withdrew his usual aloof prestige, and his tone softened a bit.

"Can you stop playing childish temper? Today, I got the great help of He Gongzi and Liu Gongzi as my teacher, and the blessing of "Iron Armored General". I will definitely be able to do everything in the gambling house. Our master and apprentice are finally going to make a fortune." Now, you kid should be happier."

"..." Six children.

"I'll provide you with roasted chicken every day, that's all right!" Ma Langzhong deliberately said some nice words to make the young apprentice happy.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Liu'er stubbornly tilted his head, and tears appeared in his eyes.

He picked up the porcelain basin on the table in front of him with both hands, and said with reddened eyes, "I don't want...I want to eat my wife's hand-rolled noodles!"

Hearing this, "You...", Ma Langzhong seemed to be suddenly enraged, he let out a big yell, and raised his arms to hit him, so frightened that Liu'er covered his head and dared not move.

But in the end, he didn't make a move.

Ma Langzhong clenched his fists in the air, finally put down his hands slowly, bit his cheek hard, and said with difficulty: "Really, which pot is not opened and which pot is not opened, and you are not allowed to talk nonsense in the future."

At this time, He Qingqing who was on the side came out to smooth things over and said, "Forget it, forget it, you don't have to use any porcelain pots to make a formation, Liuer, take this dough maker back, don't use it, just take another pot that can hold it Just replace it with something like water.”

Only then did Liu'er stop her tears, picked up the big porcelain basin, went back to the back room, and replaced other vessels that could hold water.

Finally, an old wooden barrel with a gap was found, and a shallow layer of water was filled at the bottom.

He Qingqing picked up the limp little green tortoise, which lived and died, and gently put it into the bottom of the bucket, washed three pure black pond stones, and put them in together.

Xu suddenly saw water vapor around, and the little turtle seemed to be more energetic. It slowly poked its head out from the bottom of the bucket, looked around, crawled two steps forward leisurely, and pulled it together. On the black stone, he lay down quietly and stopped moving.

After arranging everything, He Qingqing picked up the wooden barrel with the turtle in it, looked around the medical hall, found a direction, and walked forward.

"The root of the wall here is the north corner of this house. It is the threshold in the eight trigrams and the water in the five elements. It coincides with the position of Xuanwu's hexagram. It is very suitable to place the "Iron Armored General" here..."

As she spoke, she placed the barrel at the base of the wall in the north corner.

"Combined with the proper water primer at the bottom of the barrel and the pure black pond stones, a unique feng shui atmosphere is formed in the house, which can ensure that the owner of the house is in no disadvantage in any gambling situation." After everything is arranged properly, He Qingqing told the whole story to everyone present.

Liu Yanhan, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't expect He Qingqing to know so many gambling secrets, and she was also very familiar with Qimen gossip.

I have been practicing medicine and free consultations, and I have traveled all over the world, so I have seen a lot, but I have never heard of these things. Their He family is a descendant of gambling immortals, which is really unusual.

Ma Langzhong, on the other hand, was even more amazed, and said in admiration, "Oh! It's exquisite and exquisite. Mr. He really has a meticulous layout. The old man turned against the wind in the casino today, and he is absolutely sure."

He Qingqing didn't pay attention to Ma Langzhong's kind words, she looked around again, looked at the little turtle at the bottom of the barrel, and said to him.

"But this room is really too cold. This little thing doesn't like to move in winter, and it's very tired. I think it's better to light a charcoal fire in the room. It's better for it to be warmer. Frozen to death, breaking the feng shui situation and bad luck, I can't guarantee that you, Senior Ma, can only win and not lose in the gambling house!"

Hearing what He Qingqing said, Ma Langzhong immediately lost his composure. How could the "Iron Armored General" whom he worked so hard to hire be frozen to death?Still counting on it to make a fortune, this thing can't happen anyway.

So he hurriedly urged his little apprentice: "Hurry up, Liu'er, hurry up and get the charcoal basin, as long as there is enough charcoal, there is enough fire for this room to make it warmer."

As he said that, he hurriedly ran towards the door, carefully checked the doors and windows around, and closed the ventilated place more tightly, for fear that the wind would freeze the "God of Wealth" enshrined in the house.

While checking, he kept assigning tasks to Liu'er: "Also, Liu'er! The doors and windows in this room should be closed tightly. Later, you can find more cloth, straw, etc., and fill up all the gaps." Come on, to avoid the cold wind, understand?"

Liu'er glanced at his master with resentment, and said with embarrassment: "Master, we haven't bought charcoal fire for a long time. Since you started gambling, we have no money to buy charcoal every winter. The whole family lives in winter. It's freezing to death, and if it's a last resort, the master will go up the mountain to chop firewood and come back to make a fire to keep warm, but...but..."

Speaking of this, Liu'er choked up a bit, "Later, Shigong accidentally fell off the cliff, and he was gone. We didn't even have firewood to burn. Now where do you ask disciple to get charcoal to warm up! Aren't you Is it hard to be human?"

Hearing Liu'er's words, Ma Langzhong became more and more embarrassed, thinking of his dead wife and old father, and now that he was down to this point, he felt even more unwilling.

He bit his back teeth, and secretly scolded his apprentice in a low voice: "You ignorant bad boy, who told you to bring up these sad things at home today, didn't you see it in front of Mr. He and Mr. Liu? "

Seeing that the master and apprentice were whispering and biting their ears again, He Qingqing and Liu Yanhan glanced curiously.

Ma Langzhong showed embarrassment, nodded towards the two of them, and forced a dry smile: "You two are sorry, I don't know the etiquette, and I am talking nonsense, I am laughing at you."

Instead, he patted Liu'er on the shoulder, said good words, and comforted people's hearts: "Didn't Master say that? We will soon be rich. Earn a lot of money, and we, master and apprentice, will have no worries about food and clothing in the future."

Liu'er didn't seem willing to listen to Ma Langzhong talking about these illusory things.

He said without interest: "Master, what do you think we should do now? Where can I find charcoal?"

A hard-to-die hero.

The embarrassment in front of him choked Ma Langzhong so much that he couldn't speak. After thinking about it, he lowered his head and sought help from He Qingqing and Liu Yanhan.

He had an old face, with a half-hearted smile, "This... two young masters! I have an unfeeling request, it's really hard to say it..."

Looking at her master's flattering face, Liu'er on the side couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and slandered: "It's really hard to say anything, so why don't you just stop talking, what are you talking about!"

"This... this...", hesitating, He Qingqing and Liu Yanhan had already guessed that he must have lost all the money he won yesterday in the gambling shop early in the morning. Shy, thinking about borrowing money again.

Really hating Senior Xinglin's submissive appearance, Liu Yanhan asked, "Senior Ma, are you out of money again?"

Finally someone spoke up for him, Ma Langzhong immediately smiled, and leaned forward shamelessly following the words.

He rubbed his hands expectantly and said: "Exactly, exactly, the old man failed to understand the profound meaning in the Gambling Immortal's Handbook earlier, made a big oolong, and lost all the money he won yesterday by accident, now ...hey, hey, hey..."

As he said that, he sneered embarrassedly, "Now that I have nothing on me, I want to borrow some more capital from the two young masters, so as to instruct the young man to go to the market to buy some charcoal and come back to warm up the fire, so as not to freeze this man." After finally inviting the "Iron Armored General" into the house..."

As he spoke, he bowed to the two of them solemnly to show his solemnity.

"What's more, I have to go to the casino to fight again after I come down. I can't do it without gambling money, so I hope that the two young masters can generously donate money to help the old man like yesterday, and I will definitely repay the money afterward."

"..." Liu Yanhan and He Qingqing looked at each other, and He Qingqing nodded silently.

Then Liu Yanhan took out all the money from his pocket and handed it to Ma Langzhong.

He asked earnestly and earnestly: "Here, senior Ma, you take the money. Mr. He and I respect you and trust you to help you all the time. After winning back the fields and old houses that were previously exported this time, don't let them go." Don't gamble anymore, you must live a good life. Don't forget that you are a well-known "surgery master" in the Xinglin world. You should sit in the court for consultation, cure diseases and save lives, and benefit the village, instead of wasting time and money in the gambling house. I hope Is this the last time?" she asked.

Taking the heavy purse from Liu Yanhan's hand, Ma Lang felt mixed feelings, even mixed with a trace of guilt.

He gritted his back teeth with difficulty and swore, "Okay, thank you two young masters for not giving up, and helping this poor old man along the way. I, Ma, hereby promise to you that this vote is the last time. If I I have won back all the previous output, and I will never gamble again."