[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

"Xiaoqing, don't be rude."

The girl in white froze her pretty face, scolded the girl in Tsing Yi, and then turned her head to apologize to Tan Zhao: "It's my sister who is rude, please forgive me, sir."

He has a good attitude, and Tan Zhao is not a stingy person. Just as he was about to speak, the tall slender girl in Tsing Yi was very unconvinced, and murmured in a super low voice: "Sister, look at him, how does he look like an old man!"

The "elderly man" who held a grudge immediately said: "After all, the old man is inconvenient to move."

The girl in Tsing Yi saw the mortal's legs, she was a little ashamed, said sorry hastily, and rushed out the door.

Tan Zhao: ...He didn't say anything, did he?

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law offended you because of her youthfulness." The girl in white apologized again.

Tan Zhao waved his hand, and pushed the wheelchair to the backyard, but thanks to his good hearing, he could still hear the girl surnamed Bai apologized to Xu Xian again, Xu Xian immediately said that it had nothing to do with Bai girl , but listening to the tone, I guess I still have some anger in my heart.

Young man, the old man did not love you for nothing, oh, this title is really addictive :).

In the evening when it was about to close, no patient in the pharmacy came to seek medical treatment, and Tan Zhao was happy to relax, but the rain in this summer was really mysterious. It was fine just now, but it changed in a blink of an eye.

Speaking of which, did Xu Xian send that white girl home?

Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Xian ran in hurriedly holding an umbrella, most of his clothes were soaked, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Tan Zhao: "...Chinese, are you the reincarnation of the rain god?" There is also this umbrella, which is probably still there.

Xu Xian grunted and shook his head solemnly: "No, Xiaosheng is just an ordinary person."

... strenuous.

Tan Zhao closed his eyes and got up to rest.

Xu Xian is a dutiful young man, he wiped off the rainwater on his body, and then got busy with closing the shop. When it got dark, he said goodbye to Tan Zhao, and then left with the oil-paper umbrella.

Because of inconvenient legs and feet, Tan Zhao lived directly in the main courtyard behind Yongji Hall. It was night, and just as he was about to fall asleep after practicing, he smelled a strong evil spirit.

Tan Zhao: ...he is a serious person, how can he politely refuse?

System: Host, this system feels that you may be thinking too much, you can't even stand upright now, thinking...

[Who am I to blame for this!You shut up. ]

The system has turned on the hibernation mode very eagerly.

There was only a creaking sound from the window at the back, as if it was blown open by the night wind. It is summer, and ordinary people would not care about it even if they heard the movement, but Tan Zhao is obviously not an ordinary person.

Tan Zhao was wearing a single suit, leaning on the bed slantingly, her hair was not tied up, it was tucked behind her ears casually, her eyes were slightly closed, and she yawned when she waited until she heard the movement again.

A cyan light flashed by, and there was a black box in front of his bed, and that light ran fast, so with Tan Zhao's current mobility, he couldn't catch up.

Tan Zhao didn't intend to chase after it either. He reached out to pick up the box in front of the bed, and when he opened it, a strong medicinal fragrance came over his face. It turned out to be a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng.

Are the current monsters so generous?

Looking at the old ginseng in his hand, Tan Zhao couldn't help smiling, the box closed with a click, and he put it back in front of the bed, before lying down and sleeping peacefully.

When he got up the next day, the weather was fine, so Tan Zhao decided to go out and have a look.

It's been quite a while since he's been here, and because of his legs, he hasn't gone out to take a good look around the city of Hangzhou. Although he has spent a lot of time in Lin'an in the past, how can this be the same? Money can't buy him happiness.

"Let's walk around in Chinese, today we are closed for one day."

Xu Xian paused with his hand touching the door panel: "Ah? What are you going to do when you go out of business?" Since the incident, Dr. Xia has become more and more capricious and elusive, worrying.

"The weather is very good today, the old man wants to go swimming in the lake."

Xu Xian thought about Dr. Xia's legs, and immediately said that he could do anything, and Tan Zhao got a wheelchair pusher very smoothly.

System: Tut Tut~

They said they were going to swim in the lake, and by the time Xu Xian pushed Tan Zhao to the edge of the West Lake, the little spinning top had already exhausted its strength.

"Doctor Xia, Xiaosheng..."

Just at this time, a ferry boat docked at the ferry, and Tan Zhaogang was about to push the wheelchair to negotiate the ferry money, when he saw the boatman graciously opening the curtain of the boat, and two young and beautiful girls came out of it, could it be the white girl? and her younger sister Xiaoqing.

Tan Zhao looked at the sky subconsciously, it was fine, there was no cloud in the sky.

The white girl got off the ferry, and immediately saw Xu Xian, her face was filled with joy, and she walked over: "Mr. Xu, long time no see."

Xu Xian immediately wiped the sweat from his brow, nodded numbly: "Miss Bai, what a coincidence."

Tan Zhao looked back at the girl in Tsing Yi with her face turned upside down, her nostrils upturned... She didn't look like she came to give ginseng last night at all.

System: Host, you have to know that people should not be judged by their appearance.

[But she is a demon. ]

System: Host, you can't do this, racial discrimination is a felony.

All right, try to misinterpret his meaning.

Tan Zhao sighed. There was another boat docked at the ferry. It was a dilapidated boat. If there was a storm, it might be overturned. The man who punted the boat was a handsome young monk. The subduing magic pestle was holding Artemisia with the other hand, but the boat docked very steadily.

Yes, punting with one hand, this forced him to give full marks.

"It's him! Sister!" Xiaoqing's voice was filled with anxiety.

The white girl turned her head, and her face became serious.

Xu Xian was puzzled: "Miss Bai, what's wrong with you? But you don't feel well, do you want Xiaosheng to ask Dr. Xia to come and take a look at you?"

Miss Bai reluctantly shook her head: "It's just that it's hot in midsummer, and it's just a little unbearable. Mr. Xu has something to do, so the little girl is leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Xiaoqing and left in a hurry.

Xu Xian looked confused: "Hey, Miss Bai, your umbrella..." Forgot to take it.

Before he could finish his words, the two girls disappeared. The monk over there got off the boat and came this way with the demon pestle in his hand. A beautiful woman?"

Xu Xian's heart skipped a beat, he is an honest man, he hesitated, he didn't say anything, he wanted to protect Miss Bai, she is a good person.

Tan Zhao: ...

Seeing that no one answered him, the monk was not angry, and left in a hurry following the evil spirit.

"No, Xiaosheng is worried about Miss Bai... Doctor Xia, Xiaosheng..."

Tan Zhao comforted him: "This monk's brows are full of righteousness. He must not be a disciple waiting for him. But if you want to go, just go. Just push the old man to the teahouse over there. Remember to come to pick him up earlier. old man."

After hearing this, Xu Xian was overjoyed, nodded immediately, and pushed Tan Zhao towards the tea shop. Those who didn't know the strength thought it was Hercules possessing him.

Seeing Xu Xian trotting away, Tan Zhao ordered a pot of Longjing tea and leaned against the window, watching the clouds in the sky gradually gather.

"It's going to rain again."

Xiao Er brought the tea and looked up, "Guest officer is joking, why is it raining today!" The weather is good today, all the quilts in his house are out in the sun.

Tan Zhao smiled and said nothing.

Then after drinking half a cup of tea, it started to rain.

Xiao Er: Ahhh, my quilt!Ruined!

Looking at the lower and lower clouds in the sky, Tan Zhao knew the true identity of the "Rain God". The co-author was not Xu Xian, but someone else.

He just said, what a coincidence.

"Boss, check out."

"Well, Doctor Xia, it's still raining heavily, you..."

Tan Zhao waved his hand, took the umbrella lent by the shopkeeper, and said, "It's okay, some medicinal materials are still drying outside at home, and I'm in a hurry to go back."

After politely rejecting the shopkeeper's repeated attempts to stay, Tan Zhao held an umbrella and pushed the wheelchair into the rain.

Hey, as expected, there will be no pies in the sky, especially this kind of ginseng stuffing, it is always uneasy to eat.

Following the direction of the spread of the evil spirit, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Fortunately, the oil-paper umbrella borrowed by the shopkeeper was very large. As soon as he walked to the lake, there was a "pop" next to it, and a fish... fell on the shore.

Tan Zhao: ...What a big fish.

"Why are you here! Go away!"

When the fish spoke, it turned out to be a man's voice! ! !

Tan Zhao was stunned. Should he leave now, or should he leave?

System: Host, you are a real person :).

"Monster, you can catch him without a fight!"

Hearing this, Herring twisted his body desperately to go to the lake, a large amount of blood flowed along the way, and was washed away by the rain, but unfortunately, before it reached the lake, the subduing magic pestle had already fallen.

Herring curled up into a ball in pain, who would have expected that the expected pain would not strike.

Herring opened his eyes, only to see that the wheelchair is not a new hub, no, wait? !

"you--"

The fish eyes were full of panic, and he caught the magic pestle with his bare hands, just two fingers, are you kidding me? !Are all doctors in the world this scary?Ah - no, didn't he last night...

The herring on the ground closed its eyes very peacefully. He is now a dead fish.

"He hurt someone in Zhenjiang, such a monster, what's the use of keeping him!"

"There is such a thing?" Tan Zhao was surprised, "I can't see it, you fish..."

The dead fish was full of energy in an instant, and said angrily: "What the hell, can you talk! That's right, I just hurt someone, young master, that's what he deserves, who made him molested my sister!"

Tan Zhao slammed his umbrella stick on it, and Herring fell silent in an instant.

"Who did he hurt?"

"Spirits hurt people, how can you trust him!"

Tan Zhao thought for a while, then nodded: "You are right, but if you are monks, does killing lose your merit?"

"..."

"So, it's not good to yell, beat, and kill. You can educate him, influence him, and let him convert to your Buddha. If he doesn't listen, you can sell him to the Louwailou in Hangzhou City and become the West Lake. The vinegar fish is ready, you can add some sesame oil money, can't you?"

Herring immediately slammed up like a carp, and fell into the West Lake with a plop.

Fa Hai: "..." Killing a monster is nothing but nodding.