Most of the consumables used for spell casting are subject to loss.
A complete Zhao Liang was used by Dong Zhongshu to cast spells, and then he had a long-distance confrontation with Ba She, leaving an incomplete Zhao Liang in the end.
After listening to Dong Zhongshu's description, Zhang Xuezhou, who was in a secretly happy mood, suddenly felt bad.
"What an incomplete method?"
Zhao Liang, who is in good health and free from troubles, can allow Mr. Zhao to hold a thank you banquet, but Zhao Liang, who is incomplete, is still full of hidden dangers.
Under this situation, Mr. Zhao probably has no intention of hosting a banquet.
"Perhaps because of the collision between me and Ba She's mana, Zhao Liang is a little crazy now." Dong Zhongshu said with a headache: "Injuries like stabbing an arrow with a knife are easy to solve, but how can I solve this crazy situation? Those people from the Zhao family are all staring at me! "
"Things like stabbing a knife and inserting an arrow are not easy to solve!"
Wen Weng whispered.
Dong Zhongshu was very full in what he said. If there were no people who were good at Taiqing Zhenshu and other healing arts, even if someone stabbed someone with a knife and inserted an arrow, he would have to recover for ten and a half months before he could get out of bed.
As for the crazy problem, it may require the help of Li Guang, Li Danghu, Li Jiao and others to stabilize it.
But except for Zhang Xuezhou, a middle-level monk, there are not many people who are good at Taiqingzhen.
As important generals of the military region, it is impossible for these people to travel thousands of miles to Shu County to treat a salt merchant's son, even if the other party is a county lieutenant from Shu County.
"I'm so lucky to have this Cassia Flute tonight, little friend!"
Wen Weng sighed.
He had always called Zhang Xuezhou Brother Zhang before, and he only accepted him because of Dong Zhongshu's face.
But Wen Weng is now willing to change his mind and attaches great importance to this middle-level monk.
The other party had not been very reliable in doing things in the past, which made it difficult for him to complain about Zhang Xuezhou's behavior, but the magic weapon presented in time tonight saved countless lives, and also prevented more than 300,000 people in Shu County from falling into a swarm of snakes. In panic.
He even used this flute to continuously track and pursue the snake demon hiding among the residents of Shu County.
The matter has come to an end for the time being, and Wen Weng also tries his best to reconcile the relationship between them.
When it comes to targeting Ba Snake, he not only needs Dong Zhongshu's help, but he also needs Zhang Xuezhou's support at the moment.
Zhang Xuezhou's role does not lie in frontal combat, but in the logistical supplements provided by the opponent. Both the Taiqing Zhenshu and the Cassia Flute have brought considerable effects, and even this effect will continue.
Wen Weng held the Jueming Dharma flute, just like Zhang Xuezhou held the Dingshan Stone that day.
If possible, he hoped that Zhang Xuezhou would not take it back immediately.
"It's just a coincidence, the governor is serious." Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands and said: "Now that the matter has been settled, I will prepare to travel thousands of miles in a few days..."
"What, are you leaving?"
Before Zhang Xuezhou could say anything, Dong Zhongshu took over.
He looked at the dark-faced Wen Weng, and then thought about Zhang Xuezhou's identity. Dong Zhongshu finally felt that although Zhang Xuezhou was not doing human affairs, it was the most correct choice.
"I'm sick of snakes," Zhang Xuezhou said: "I'm scared when I see snakes, and I'm even more scared when I think about the poisonous snakes hidden in Shu County City. Especially since I recently choked on water, which may have caused a possible old disease in my body, I want to travel far away. Cure!”
"You are not sick," Dong Zhongshu said.
"I'm sick," Zhang Xuezhou corrected, "I have an illness that attacks me from time to time. I feel faint for several days!"
"Then you can't leave Shu County City," Wen Weng said quietly: "You still have someone to take care of you in Shu County City. If you faint in the middle of the road, wouldn't it be easy to die?"
"So I'm waiting for the remaining portions of medicine from Wang Ermazi. Now I want to earn more money to buy some medicine, and try to make a few more portions of Bigu Powder, so as not to starve to death easily when I faint." Zhang Xuezhou sighed: "It's a pity. I've been casting spells back and forth to save people, but I haven't received a single payment so far. It's all a debt of gratitude for being saved. I can only think about the next step to see if anyone needs treatment, and try to earn a few and a half taels! "
Zhang Xuezhou looked at Dong Zhongshu, who had just cast a spell to treat him, and Dong Zhongshu immediately turned his eyes away.
Zhang Xuezhou is right. There is no difference between casting a spell to save someone and grabbing medicine to save someone. Under normal circumstances, one needs to be paid.
First, Zhang Xuezhou was fished out of the water and saved his life. This requires Zhang Xuezhou to return the favor.
On the other hand, Dong Zhongshu spent money when he had money, and ate public food when he had no money. His pocket was cleaner than his face, and he couldn't afford half a tael of compensation at the moment.
This has led to Zhang Xuezhou casting spells to save people many times, but so far he has still not succeeded at all.
"If Brother Zhang is short of money, I still have some small wealth..."
"Cough cough cough!"
Zhang Xuezhou's words were a little roundabout, and he glanced at Dong Zhongshu and then at Zhang Shu.
This naked expression allowed Zhang Shu, even a reckless martial artist, to roughly figure it out.
The Zhang family and the Zhao family are not said to be rich, but they do not lack money for normal use.
Zhang Shu was just about to say that he was willing to give Zhang Xuezhou a sum of money to buy medicine, but he heard Weng Weng coughing hard, which made him immediately hold Wen Weng's hand.
"I like Commander Zhang's generosity very much. We happen to both have the same surname. You really solved my urgent need!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at Wen Weng who was trying to dissuade Zhang Shu, and he also lost his face and asked Zhang Shu for money.
"Hey, you can't leave so soon," Weng Weng said with a frown, "If the Naba snake attacks again, without this flute, we will lack a means to restrain the opponent."
"Then you can't delay my treatment!"
Zhang Xuezhou said.
He was obviously determined to stay away from Shu County once he had enough Bigu Powder and other elixirs.
As a monk with an abnormal state, Zhang Xuezhou attaches great importance to his own safety and does not want to fall into an area that makes him feel dangerous.
"Where are you going to get treatment?" Dong Zhongshu asked.
"I...I'm going to find a doctor while walking!"
Zhang Xuezhou is crying, but if he is asked to tell where he will go next, Zhang Xuezhou really has no goal.
He just wanted to leave Shu County and stay away from possible risks. As for where he could go, it was up to God.
"I know a few famous doctors from the Imperial Hospital in Chang'an," Dong Zhongshu said, "Let's go back to Chang'an City together then, and I'll ask them to take a look at your illness."
"My illness cannot be delayed!"
"Wouldn't it be more delayed to look for a doctor blindly?" Dong Zhongshu advised: "Besides, it is very easy for you to encounter risks when you travel alone. The distance from here to Chang'an City is thousands of miles away. The road is full of bad mountains and rivers, and there are many evil spirits and mobs. If there is no one to guide you, you will be in trouble." Wouldn't it be worse if you fell ill when you were in danger while walking around?"
"Although you are right, but..."
"But you have me and Commander Wen guarding you in Shujun City, so it is definitely safer than heading out on the road." Dong Zhongshu said: "You can still set up a stall in Shujun City to treat diseases and save more money, so as not to be short of money when you go to Chang'an City in the future. "
"Brother Zhongshu is right, we made such a fuss tonight, and many people were injured in the dark." Wen Weng also advised: "You can also get a reward for casting spells to save people!"
"Master Zhao was slapped when he killed the snake demon. His bones were probably broken. He is very much looking forward to Brother Zhang going to the Zhao family." Zhang Shuyi interjected in a low voice: "Master Zhao will definitely be willing to pay!"
"Mr. Zhao's bones are broken?"
Zhang Xuezhou felt happy.
This quickly diluted Zhang Xuezhou's many small thoughts, and he no longer interfered with Dong Zhongshu and Wen Weng.
He once believed that his future as a psychology student lay in opening a psychological clinic, and he even hoped that the more Dakaizi patients suffering from mental illness, the better.
Zhang Xuezhou once believed that this kind of psychology was pathological.
But hearing Zhang Shu mention Mr. Zhao's fracture made him feel a little overjoyed.
Continuously learning and increasing his knowledge, Zhang Xuezhou finally felt that he was still an extremely vulgar person, and his own moral character had not become noble as a result.
