When Bai Gu returned to the inn, he happened to see Wang Xizhou and Hua Xie going out to buy some daily necessities.
Bai Gu greeted the two of them, and then the first words he spoke made several people present a little stunned.
"Brother Wang, just clean up and we'll leave tomorrow."
Wang Xizhou was a little confused, "Xiao Bai, why are you in such a hurry..."
Bai Gu raised his hand to interrupt Wang Xizhou's words, "Brother Wang, if you still have something to do and need to stay, then Xiaoxiao and I can only say goodbye to you in advance."
After saying that, Bai Gu took Bai Xiaoxiao's hand and went straight upstairs.
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Hua Xie touched Wang Xizhou's arm with his elbow, "Hey, Lao Wang, this guy seems to have changed. He's moody. When we first met, I thought he was an easy-going little guy, but I didn't expect him to be a very different person." An easy-to-provoke master. Tsk, tsk, you really can’t tell a person’s face.”
Wang Xizhou said calmly: "Xiaobai has a transcendent status. He has experienced a lot before. He is also young and energetic, and his temper is capricious. It is understandable."
"It's great to be young and powerful. But to be honest, if I had such a status when I was the same age as Xiaobai and didn't walk sideways on the street, I would have lost my legs."
"Indeed, when we are young, we all have a dream to become strong."
Hua Xie chuckled, "We're not that old anyway, we're still young, still young."
"Normally speaking, you are now a grandfather. Can you be more steady?"
"What are you doing, what are you doing? Why do people who are only a few decades younger surrender to old age so quickly? It doesn't matter how old you are if you are young at heart. If you are old at heart, a ten-year-old child will have to sleep with his head on the coffin board."
Wang Xizhou was a little helpless, "Xizhou just thinks that being young is a good thing, but being too frivolous will not be beautiful."
Hua Xie rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, listen to you, listen to you."
Then Hua Xie curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "She is as verbose as an old woman."
I don't know if Wang Xizhou heard Hua Xie's complaints. He just smiled to himself and said, "Let's go shopping first and try to come back early to pack up and set off tomorrow."
"Hey, no, do you really want to listen to that kid? We are strong men in the spirit-swallowing realm. Are we going to be so obedient?" Hua Xie looked shocked, then pouted towards a room upstairs, "In other words, just do not care?"
Hua Xie already knew what Guan Dahu was going to say yesterday.
Wang Xizhou had already told him everything while comforting him.
Just this nonsense, doesn't it go in the left ear and go out the right ear? Besides, I'm the kind of person who doesn't understand the situation and just talks nonsense all day long.
Guan Dahu, this stupid and brainless guy!
Wang Xizhou's eyes were dark, and he sighed: "Life is a strange journey, and everyone has his own fate. Even Brother Feng is helpless in this calamity. Xizhou can only see whether he can survive it."
Hua Xie was also a little sad, "How can it be so easy to survive a self-shattered sword? Even in the long history, there are not many swordsmen who can survive for more than ten years after breaking their own sword. In addition, this is a private action, I'm afraid Shanshuifang will hold him accountable."
Wang Xizhou pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "At the moment, we can only leave it to fate."
But Wang Xizhou still had one thing he didn't say.
He has submitted a confession to Shanshui Fang, and all consequences will be borne by him alone.
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"Mr. Wu, I have your letter." A maid held a tray with a jade bamboo slip on it.
Mr. Wu was originally leaning on the wooden couch by the window, flipping through an old medical book in his hand. When he heard this, he was a little surprised and looked sideways, "Oh? No one has written to me in these years. It’s really rare.”
The maid wrapped the bamboo slip in silk, placed it gently on the tea table of the wooden couch, and then withdrew.
Mr. Wu looked at the jade slip with interest, countless names rolling through his mind. After a while, like sifting through sand, a few names remained on the sieve.
Mr. Wu picked through the names again, and in the end, only three names were left.
A landscape god, a Taolin layman, and a young man from a back alley.
Mr. Wu smiled, then picked up the bamboo slips, and the contents flowed into Mr. Wu's mind like water.
"really."
After seeing the last sentence, Mr. Wu couldn't help laughing and said: "This guy is still so poor and refined."
Qiu Zizai appeared out of thin air, with a smile on his face, and sat down on the other side of the wooden couch. He picked up the teapot unceremoniously and poured himself a cup of tea. "What good can Mr. Wu do? Is it possible that he is smiling so happily?" Are you going to have a son?"
Mr. Wu threw the bamboo slip to Qiu Zizai, "You will know after reading it."
Qiu Zizai grabbed it with one hand and took a sip from the tea cup with the other hand.
When he swallowed the tea, Qiu Zizai had finished reading the contents of the bamboo slips.
"Hey, I can't believe that it has only been so long before this guy comes to beg you." Qiu Zizi put the bamboo slips back on the table with a smile, knocked his feet together, took off his cotton soap boots, and sat cross-legged On the wooden couch.
Mr. Wu glanced at Qiu Zizai and said, "You'd better wash your feet so they don't smell bad, otherwise you'll have to roll me to a wheelchair in the future."
Qiu Zizai chuckled, "What a coincidence, I just washed it before going out in the morning, and I also used jasmine-scented soap."
After saying that, Qiu Zizai raised his legs and shook them.
Mr. Wu looked away, filled his cup with tea, then took out a new cup and poured some tea into it.
Qiu Zizai saw Mr. Wu's movements, quickly put down his legs, kicked off his feet and put on his cotton soap boots.
Someone is coming.
A man in a green shirt with a gourd tied to his waist appeared out of thin air, and an armchair made of rattan slowly appeared. The man in a green shirt straightened his hem and sat down.
Qiu Zizai was just about to get up when he was pressed down by Mr. Wu from the air, "Everyone who comes has to leave. If this spreads out, won't it mean that I am not treating guests well?"
Qiu Zizai immediately sat upright, "Who, who, who dares to say that to you, Mr. Wu, Xiaodao is the first one to rush forward..."
"Me." The man in green shirt looked at Qiu Zizai, "I will say this, what will you do?"
Qiu Zizi's face suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The words that were about to come out were smashed by the man in green shirt with a stick, and they turned into bitter water and swallowed by himself.
But Qiu Zizai couldn't say anything or think about anything, so he could only empty his head and froze in place.
Wu Laoxiao handed the bamboo slip over, "Don't embarrass him, just look at this."
The man in green shirt took the bamboo slip and quickly read the contents inside, "Well, Mr. Wu, what do you think?"
"Me? I'm free to do it. It mainly depends on what you think."
The man in green shirt pondered for a moment, "My clan will not come forward in this matter, and I will not guarantee it."
Mr. Wu pretended to be surprised, "Leave him alone?"
"It's just a small matter, there's no need to spend so much time on it."
"I understand, then I'll do it. Anyway, I haven't used the few quotas in my hand for several years. If I don't go out, they will gather dust."
The man in green shirt stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Then I'll trouble Mr. Wu, take the first step."
Mr. Wu immediately raised his hand to stop him, "This armchair looks good. Can you give me a price?"
"If Mr. Wu likes it, just take it and use it as a guide for me to ask for directions."
Mr. Wu was not polite and nodded.
The man in green shirt left.
Only then did Qiu Zizai dare to calm down. He looked towards the rattan chair and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The Dragon Heart Vine from ten miles away from Xiaoxiang? It's so thick and long that it can be used to turn it into a rattan chair. What a good thing!"
"Otherwise, I will ask for it?" Mr. Wu looked at Qiu Zizai, who was so nervous and his eyes were about to fall out, he couldn't help but chuckle, "How about a hundred talismans, and this cane chair belongs to you?"
"Mr. Wu, you are being unreasonable. If someone else gives you something, you just use it for business, isn't it?" Qiu Zizai took another look at the wicker chair and asked in a tentative tone: "That one What grade is required for a hundred talismans, and what are the required uses?"
Mr. Wu smiled knowingly, "It's not too much, as long as it can be compared with the desire to travel across continents. As for the varieties and uses, I don't have to choose. Water, fire, and thunder are all acceptable. I won't refuse anyone who comes. If It would be even better to have formation talismans."
The corner of Qiu Zizai's mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Even if you dismantle the trail and sell it, you won't be able to get these talismans, right?"
"The armchair woven from dragon heart vine is worth it."
Qiu Zizai was really enthusiastic about this armchair, but he really didn't have that many talismans in his hands, so he could only rub his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, you see, we are so familiar with each other, let's discuss it and give you a discount." .”
"Who are you? I'm not familiar with you." Mr. Wu didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and took a sip of tea by himself.
Qiu Zizai immediately pouted and acted coquettishly, "No, no, Mr. Wu, just do your best, you are so pitiful for Xiaodao."
"Are you going to say that you pity the person in front of you in your next sentence and don't wait until late autumn to mourn the parasol trees?" Mr. Wu glanced at him, with undisguised disgust in his eyes, "You are pretending to be a shy girl, and you don't even look at how you look. What kind of virtue, get out of here!"
Qiu Zizai wanted to say something more, but Elder Wu waved his hand and sent him out of the room.
Mr. Wu put his hand on the table again, and a wooden sign as thick as a finger appeared.
After thinking about it again, Mr. Wu took out another wooden sign of the same type and put it together with the previous one.
Mr. Wu reached out and picked up the bamboo slip, erased the contents inside, carved a few words on it, and took out a small porcelain bottle and placed it on the table.
"Go." Mr. Wu flicked his fingers, and the four things turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.
After Mr. Wu finished doing this, he stood up and moved the wicker chair. He immediately went to another elegant room, placed the wicker chair by the window, and sat on it.
"Well, the stuff is good." Mr. Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the miraculous effect of the Dragon Heart Rattan Armchair.
Mr. Wu twisted his fingers, and a piece of cloth lay quietly in Mr. Wu's palm. The style was simple, but the workmanship was good.
Mr. Wu sat quietly.
It's called spring cold, which freezes people's hearts.
I don’t know when spring will come and flowers will bloom everywhere.
