It's better to make money these days

Li Zheng turned around and smiled, "My name is Hua Yiqian."

"Mo Hansheng."

Chi Chen also smiled and said, "My name is Chi Chen, and he is Qin Ze. Come and play when you have time."

Li Zheng waved his hand: "Definitely."

Qin Ze watched them walk away, frowned slightly, and muttered silently: "Mo Hansheng?"

Chi Chen tilted his head: "What's the matter, what's the problem?"

In Changle Kingdom, Mo is the surname of the country. Apart from members of the royal family, people with great achievements may also be given the surname Mo.

Mo Hansheng, what kind of person are you?

Qin Ze shook his head and walked back with his arms around Chi Chen, regretting his impulsive bet yesterday, feeling that these two people were not simple.

Li Zheng was lying on the bed, his mind was in a mess, he fumbled around on the bed, and suddenly he came across a small box.

He took it in front of his eyes and saw that it was the grease. He sighed and threw it aside, picked it up again after a while, straightened up, crossed his legs, and said, "I'm going to forget about you. I'll find you a fat cream when I get to the capital." Safety shop."

Li Zheng stroked his chin, thinking that he only saw a few people, they were all good Nanfeng, and the grease would definitely sell well, he smiled and rolled his eyes.

How about leaving a box for that Qin Ze?

At dawn on the second day, Li Zheng took the package and went to the main building of the city together with Mo Hansheng.

"Why are you here again? Do you still want to have breakfast?" Qin Ze was slightly dissatisfied.

Li Zheng rolled his eyes: "Where's Chi Chen, who came to bring you good things?"

Qin Ze frowned and said nothing, that person was bullied by him yesterday, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

Li Zheng smiled, and he said: "Okay, okay, I understand, now, here's this for you, save some money."

Qin Ze took the small box wrapped in a handkerchief, and asked with his eyes.

Mo Hansheng glanced at it and understood.

This guy really never forgets to sell his products.

Li Zheng curled his lips: "Let's watch it tonight, I hope you can use it." Although he has never used it, but there are so many good things in it, the effect should not be bad.

Qin Ze looked at him suspiciously: "Where are you going?"

Mo Hansheng said: "Naturally go home."

Li Zheng smiled and said nothing.

Qin Ze nodded, waved his hand and went in: "Be careful on the road."

Li Zheng also waved his hand to say goodbye.

The two of them were still Li Zheng pushing Mo Hansheng, while Mo Hansheng was leading the horse.

It was the hottest time of the year, and the two of them slowed down a lot in their journey, but luckily there were trees for shade along the way, so it wasn't that difficult.

They chatted during the day, at noon Li Zheng went to the woods to pick some fruits to fill his stomach, and at night if there was a post station, he would rest there for the night, if not, he would spend the night under the tree.

There were more and more travelers on the road, and Li Zheng and Mo Hansheng became more vigilant.

On this day, when the two were walking in the forest, Li Zheng keenly sensed that something was wrong with the noises from the surrounding trees, so he and Mo Hansheng calmly shifted the route to the outside road.

Within a moment, seven or eight men in black surrounded the two of them.

Li Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth, he hadn't exercised his muscles for a long time.

Mo Hansheng frowned slightly, knowing that it would be useless to ask who sent these people, he just patted Li Zheng's hand behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Just protect yourself, don't worry about me."

Li Zheng nodded.

The scene became chaotic for a while.

When Li Zheng was fighting with three or four people, he paid a little attention to observe the other side, and he found that Mo Hansheng said he didn't need to worry, but he really didn't need to.

Although Mo Hansheng's legs are inconvenient, he has many hidden weapons. The wheelchair is also carefully designed to change its shape. The people in black obviously underestimated him and suffered a lot of injuries.

Li Zheng smiled, and kicked a person flying with a spin.

There were only two of them, and there were eight of them on the other side. The physical exertion was really incomparable. After half an hour, Li Zheng felt a little powerless.

It shouldn't be, even if he hasn't exercised for a long time, he won't die so soon.

Those people in black looked at each other and attacked collectively.

Li Zheng shook his head, frowning to meet him.

Mo Hansheng noticed that something was wrong with him, he glanced at the blood on his shoulder, and he frowned deeply.

These people...could they have used poison? !

He hurriedly moved the wheelchair towards Li Zheng.

At this time, two men in black rushed towards Li Zheng together, one attacked and the other waited for the opportunity.

Suddenly, that person made a fake move.

Li Zheng was dazed and didn't react, so he turned sideways to hide.

However, as soon as the man's blade turned, it slid towards Li Zheng's neck.

Mo Hansheng didn't have time to get close, so he could only fire a silver needle, but it was of no avail. The soft muscle powder on the needle would take at least two seconds to take effect, and the inertia of the professional killer's body had already moved the blade to Li Zheng. of the neck.

Mo Hansheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

At this time, a sword flew from a distance and directly pierced the man in black's heart, dragging him far away with force.

Just as Mo Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief, a chill suddenly came into his heart. Before he had time to think, he patted the handle of the wheelchair, and his body flew out instantly, knocking Li Zheng to the ground.

Li Zheng was even more dazed after being hit, he hugged Mo Hansheng, his eyes gradually recovered: "Eh? What, what's the matter?"

He wanted to push Mo Hansheng up, but stopped when his hand touched his shoulder.

He raised his hand, and it was blood red: "Blood? Why is it bleeding? You, what's wrong with you?!"

Mo Hansheng snorted and then fell silent.

The surrounding people in black all stepped forward with swords in hand.

Qin Ze fell to the front and blocked their way: "Who are you?"

The men in black looked at each other, turned and ran.

Qin Ze clicked his tongue, and shouted to both sides: "No kind! Bastard!"

Chi Chen came from behind, pulled Mo Hansheng up, and put him on the wheelchair pushed by Qin Ze.

Li Zheng stood up unsteadily, and hurried over.

Chi Chen pointed to that arm to show him: "He should have blocked arrows for you just now."

The potency of the medicine seemed to be over, Li Zheng looked at the short black arrow, and his mind became clear all of a sudden.

It's the short arrow again.

"Then why is he unconscious?"

Qin Ze watched for a long time and said, "There is poison on the sword, it must be treated quickly."

Li Zheng paused, only the two characters "poisonous" came to mind.

Chi Chen pushed him, took out a small bottle from his arms and poured out a pill.

"Give this to him. If it's an ordinary poison, it will be cured. But to be on the safe side, let's take him to a doctor."

Li Zheng took it, held it with his index finger, and pushed it into Mo Hansheng's mouth.

He carried Mo Hansheng on his back, Qin Ze took the wheelchair, and the three of them used lightness kung fu to fly to the nearest Furong City.

Chi Chen took them to an inn and asked for a room.

"This is the shop of the leader, don't worry go to the doctor."

Li Zheng thanked them, but before he had time to ask why they came here, he hurried out to find a doctor.

He was walking on the street, it was lunch time, and there were not many people on the street, so he asked a few people, and then came to a medical clinic.

"Doctor, just follow me to see someone, and you can open the money as you please." Li Zheng pulled the person past him and was about to leave.

"wait wait wait."

"What are you waiting for? If you wait any longer, you will die!" Li Zheng's face turned pale when he thought of the uncertainty of that person's death.

"Young master, wait for me to get the medicine box." The doctor stretched out his hand and grabbed the strap of the medicine box before he was carried out of the door by Li Zheng.

When he arrived at the inn, the doctor's steps were all imaginary.

After entering the room, the doctor wiped off his sweat, went to the bed and sat on a stool to feel the pulse.

Li Zheng asked nervously, "How is it? Can it be cured?"

The doctor let go of his hands and stood up frowning, opened the medicine box, took out scissors, and gently cut the clothes around his arms.

Immediately, Li Zheng saw the dazzling red on his fair skin and the short black arrow with a long history.

The doctor took a closer look, and then said in a deep voice, "My lord, I have to pull out the arrow first."

Li Zheng nodded and helped him fix Mo Hansheng's arm.

Li Zheng stared at the short arrow without blinking. When the arrow was pulled out, he felt that his heart was also bleeding.

The doctor cleaned and bandaged Mo Hansheng swiftly, and then prescribed a prescription for Mo Hansheng.

"Thank you, how much is it?"

The doctor waved his hand: "Young Master, I will give you twenty Wen. One course of this medicine is ten Wen. I think that Young Master is in good health. Two courses of treatment are enough."

Li Zheng frowned, didn't the doctor notice the poisoning?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the doctor packed up his things.

"Doctor..." Li Zheng thought about it and decided to forget it. This doctor probably only cares about minor illnesses.

"What else is there, son?"

"......fine."

The two of them went back to the clinic together. Li Zheng took two packs of medicine and walked quickly on the street. At this time, the sun wanted to scorch people, so he had to go back to decoct the medicine, which could heal the wound no matter what.

He walked eagerly, so he didn't know that there was someone watching him silently on the roof, and there was an unknown smile on his face.

But who would have thought that someone would squat in such a hot day?

Even if they thought about it, no one looked up.

Li Zheng returned to the inn and asked the servant to take him to the back kitchen to decoct medicine.

Because it was Chi Chen who brought them here, the servant was very obedient and took him there.

When the medicine was ready, Li Zheng carefully carried it into the room, staring at the wound on Mo Hansheng's shoulder, then slowly helped him up, letting him lean against his chest firmly.

Li Zheng has never been so careful when he grows up.

He picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful and blew it cool carefully, and approached Mo Hansheng's bloodless lips.

He frowned, and slowly poured the potion in. Just after taking a spoonful, there was a voice from the window.

"This medicine won't work, so take it for nothing."

Li Zheng was startled and immediately looked up, only to see an old beggar with sloppy clothes and messy hair lying on the window looking at him.

Li Zheng said angrily, "You're an idiot, who are you, why don't you come here for a fight?"

The old beggar smiled: "I said this medicine is free, not you idiot."

Li Zheng didn't bother to talk to him, thinking about whether to change the room upstairs for a while.

The old beggar saw that he was ignoring him, so he tapped the ground lightly and jumped into the house.

Li Zheng said vigilantly: "Who are you? You want food or money, if you give it to you, go quickly." Don't spread any diseases to this person, then there is really no place to cry.

The old beggar pursed his lips, stood on tiptoe and looked at Mo Hansheng. He saw those legs from his shoulders. He shook his head and said, "Boy, do me a favor. I'll detoxify him."

Li Zheng looked at him and frowned deeply: "Why should I trust you?"

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