I couldn't speak. This stormy attack was like a storm. As soon as I opened my mouth, I couldn't tell what kind of rotten vegetable leaves, melon peels, and even dog feces on the ground would be in my mouth... Ouch!
The five people had no choice but to flee.
Xining watched, thinking that they would never come back to cause trouble for Xuanhumen in this life.
"Thank you, thank you so much!" Xi Ning bowed in thanks.
A villager asked curiously: "Little miracle doctor, did you really receive five hundred taels of silver for saving them?"
"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Xining admitted it openly and pointed at Wu Jue who was sitting behind him: "I also received 500 taels when I rescued him, and I also received 10,000 taels later."
Wu Jue nodded expressionlessly, five hundred taels, he had worked hard for so many years and accumulated nearly half of his wealth. In order to save my life, I had to give it. But I couldn't pay the next ten thousand taels, so I had to sell myself. Black, indeed dark!
However, during this period of time, he had food, drink, and someone to take care of him. He even helped him mediate just now. Many escort agencies and martial arts firms may not treat their brothers so well.
"Be good!" The villagers couldn't help but gasped, and then there was an uproar. Five hundred taels or ten thousand taels. The total money of all the people in the village may not be five hundred taels.
Another person was curious: "How much has he given me now? He has lived there for so many days."
"He is now a member of Xuanhumen, so of course he doesn't need money from his own family."
This is also what makes Wu Jue depressed. If he had known to join Xuanhumen directly, he would have saved 10,500 taels of silver.
The villagers were confused again: "Then why do you charge us such a small amount of money?"
They are all farmers. Apart from rent and taxes, they have very little money left throughout the year. Xi Ning only charges ten or twenty cents each time to pay back the medicine. There are medicine shops in the town that are full of doctors, but they are not that cheap. For those who have no money, she will accept vegetables, fruits, grain, and small items of her own.
Xi Ning chatted as naturally as usual: "You all take good care of us when we live here. We are just like our friends. Naturally, we can charge less medical fees to our friends."
There was silence, and then the villagers exploded.
"Little miracle doctor, you are so kind to us. From now on, I will take care of all your food for free!"
"No, the food has always come from my house, so don't compete with me. But from now on, I will never charge you any more. I would be too heartless to charge you any more."
"Then I'll bring my chicken."
"I'll bring the sow from home."
"I'll bring my sheep."
"I'll send my tiger cub here!"
"Ah?" Everyone was startled: "Huzi motherfucker, why did you send Huzi here?"
Huzi's mother's face was rosy with excitement and her eyes were bright: "I'll let Huzi learn the art from a teacher and make the little miracle doctor my godmother!"
Xining sweated. This body is only ten years old. Huzi seems to be ten years old too. How can a ten-year-old be a ten-year-old godmother?
Suddenly the villagers opened up new ideas and wanted to send their children to learn skills. In the end, Xi Ning said that Xuanhu Sect cannot accept apprentices at will, and everything depends on circumstances, and that disciples of Xuanhu Sect must cut off their family ties, otherwise they will not accept them. This made the villagers give up, and also saved Xining from being the godmother and master of more than a dozen children. Since there are such high requirements for accepting apprentices, he should do something else to express his gratitude. This little miracle doctor is offering five hundred or ten thousand taels of silver, but he only accepts the villagers. He must be thanked.
The villagers all mobilized, sweeping up the messy things thrown on the ground, helping to hang up all the frozen meat, and helping to fill up and hang up all the sausages. The fallen wooden door was also repaired by people who knew carpentry, and a wooden latch was also added.
The villagers brought a lot of things from home to prepare for the winter, not only live chickens and dried fish, but also dried vegetables and pickles, frozen pears and dried fruits, red dates and persimmons... There were more than a dozen baskets and baskets, and there was actually a humming bird. half-sized piglet.
Afraid that Xining would not accept it, he would throw it in the yard and run away.
All the people in the originally bustling courtyard were gone at once, leaving only four people standing by the hanging pot door. Looking at the things inside and outside the yard and the yard that had been packed away, a gust of northwest wind blew up, picking up some dust on the ground, and even the snow in the yard was swept clean.
"Okay." Xining shrugged: "The work is done, and these things are enough for winter. Senior brother and second senior brother, you move the things into the woodshed, feed the chickens, and give away the piglets. Go back, where is the extra swill to feed the pigs? I'm going to wash my hands."
I need to wash off the minced meat on my hands, they are so sticky and uncomfortable.
After Xining left, Liu Yulang winked at Xi'an and Wu Jue, and said softly: "You see, my little junior sister burned her brain when she was a child. Her ideas are as simple as these mud-legged people, so she can get along with them."
Xi'an and Wu Jue also looked at Liu Yulang as if they were a fool. Of course, I don't think that the junior sister is a fool. People who can talk about seeking revenge can't find any reason to refute, and they can talk about it so that the villagers carry all their things here and give them away for free. Do you know how difficult life is for ordinary people? These things are all saved up, and the little they give away will be less. Autumn harvesting and winter storage, the snow has already fallen, it will definitely be more difficult to do it again.
Only Liu Yulang still thought that the junior sister's brain was burned out, and it was probably his brain that was burned out.
A few days later, someone came outside the door seeking revenge. There was no other way. The Jianghu news was fast. Knowing that Wu Jue lived here, someone with a grudge came over.
This time the villagers were prepared. When they saw someone looking for him, they took the guy and followed him.
After looking at the many villagers who were looking at him eagerly, the revenge-seeking man felt very frightened and knocked on the door honestly.
The door opened, and there was a little girl about ten years old, wearing a green cotton robe, dressed like a Taoist temple. The only difference was that she wore a Xuanhumen-specific waistband with a gourd engraved on it.
"Excuse me, what's the matter with this person?" Xining looked blankly at the uncle in front of him. This man was in his thirties. His gray-green double-breasted winter coat looked a bit elegant. The narrow sleeves and the sword he carried behind his back proved that he was skilled in martial arts.
Xining turned to the villagers behind and waved his hand with a smile, as casually as usual: "Hello, everyone."
As soon as they saw the little miracle doctor opening the door and saying hello to them, all the villagers immediately changed from being wary to smiling. When the stranger turned his head and looked over, his expression immediately changed back, as if he was guarding against thieves.
This should be the famous little miracle doctor of Xuanhumen. Of course, in addition to his excellent medical skills, this fame also comes with high consultation fees. Five hundred taels, five hundred taels. But compared to Yao Shen Valley’s Qi Ban Liang, it’s still okay. But Xuanhumen didn’t charge money before.
There are so many pairs of eyes in the back, plus the reputation of Hanging Humen. The visitor didn't dare to make any mistakes, so he tried to speak as softly as possible: "Does Feng Dao Wu Jue live here?"
"There is no Feng Dao Wu Jue." Xining responded honestly, without hiding anything: "But Wu Jue, the protector of Xuanhumen, lives here."
The visitor took a breath and his voice had to be hardened: "Please let him come out."
"What are you doing out here?"
"Grudges in the world."
"It's a pity that you're late." Xi Ning clasped his hands together, with a kind face and a scar on his head: "Wu Jue is already a member of the Xuanhumen. From now on, the grievances in the world have nothing to do with him. He only cares about doing harm to the Xuanhumen. Bad guy."
Of course, the person who came here would not give up easily. He tried to stay calm and spoke as if he was forced out through his teeth: "Grudges in the world cannot be escaped if you can. Blood must be paid for with blood."
