Xuanyang City, Yuelai Inn.
After He Ping'an's drug trial period expires, he can no longer go back to the drug trial department to eat and rest.
Eating is easy to solve. The Drug Department has its own small dishes, which are richer and more refined.
But there was no room in the Department of Accommodation and Drugs. Han Li realized that He Ping'an had no place to stay, so he took him to this familiar inn, opened a guest room, and paid money.
Although the clone Luo Xiang has gold and silver on his body, it is not necessary. He Ping An will not let the clone and the real body meet, lest anyone who is interested discover the connection between the two.
Lying in the guest room, He Pingan recalled his first day out of the mountain. It was really exciting.
I have to say that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Xuanyang City. I have been in the Drug Testing Department for ten years, and the person with the highest cultivation level I have ever seen is Changchun Master.
Now that I have been out for a day, I have seen so many powerful people.
Although not as good as myself...
But it's not bad either.
Han Li is a very nice person and worth making friends with. I originally wanted to go home with him tonight.
But the man insisted on saying that he had a little girl at home and was not suitable to bring a man back to the house, so he drove himself to the Yuelai Inn.
Am I that kind of person?
The more He Pingan thought about it, the angrier he became. He just wanted to talk to his colleagues at night, why was it so difficult?
Is the most basic trust between people gone?
But having said that, it's time for me to find a place to live. Living in an inn every day is not a problem.
I spent the whole night without talking, meditating and practicing.
The next day, just after dawn, He Ping'an got up. He didn't bother to wash up, jumped down from the inn upstairs, and ran to the Pharmacy Department.
It was still early at 0:00, not because I was afraid of being late, but mainly because I was afraid of missing breakfast in the canteen of the Department of Pharmacy.
I am penniless, and my salary from last month will not be paid until the beginning of the second month.
Today is the seventh day of August, and there are still more than twenty days until the beginning of next month.
For more than twenty days, He Ping'an had no choice but to go to the cafeteria in a hurry, otherwise he would go hungry.
Although my cultivation has long since gone away, I still feel empty in my stomach if I don’t eat something even if I get a meal.
Running at lightning speed along the way, I ran into the Palace of Eternal Life and greeted colleagues who looked familiar but could not name them warmly. Most of them received expressionless faces, but occasionally one or two nodded in good faith.
When I rushed into Xiaozao of the Pharmaceutical Department, there were only two or three people eating.
Most people have homes and rooms, and usually have breakfast at home.
"Morning..."
He warmly greeted several like-minded colleagues again, and in exchange for a few awkward ums and ums, He Pingan held the meal and slowly enjoyed the satisfaction brought by the food.
"Did you hear that?"
"Mrs. Yang made a big fuss in Lichun Court last night. Yang Qing ran away from Lichun Court naked without any clothes on."
"Hey, your news is too late."
"Last night, a brother from Shibu sent me a message. He is not far from Yang Qing's family. He said that the lights in Yang's family were on all night last night, and there was a lot of wailing..."
The two were whispering in the corner, but their voices reached He Pingan's ears without concealment.
Yang Qing likes to quarrel with others, so he is not very popular among the Drug Department.
No, after all, he is still my "leader", so I must stand up and refute the rumors.
He Pingan stood up with a "swish" sound and walked up to the two of them: "What you said is wrong."
A man dressed as a Confucian scholar glanced sideways at him and said, "What did I say wrong?"
"I saw with my own eyes last night that Mr. Yang was wearing clothes."
"It's just that half of my butt is leaking..."
He Pingan explained seriously.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
The two of them were laughing so hard. This explanation only confirmed Yang Qing's deeds.
He Ping'an said nothing more, and after finishing his meal, he went to Cao Bei.
What I just said has nothing to do with Yang Qing saying that he was nothing more than that that day.
...
After sitting for a while, Han Li came up from downstairs, carrying a portion of cold noodles and a bowl of gruel in his hand.
"Brother He, have you eaten? I brought you breakfast."
Although the two had only known each other for two days, Han Li was already thinking about him, and He Ping'an was very pleased.
"Well..."
He Ping'an burped. He was a little full from what he had just eaten, otherwise he could have eaten another bowl of this cold noodle.
"Thank you, Brother Han. I've eaten today and we'll be on the same journey tomorrow."
I am still a little shy today, and I have decided that starting from tomorrow, I will carry out the free prostitution until the end of the month.
"Brother He, the inn where you and I are staying is not going well."
Han Li's expression changed and he explained.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of taking two more steps. I'm not afraid of getting tired. I'm at the eighth level of martial arts at least."
He Ping'an waved his hands and patted his chest, indicating that he was also very strong.
In front of everyone, his cultivation was at the eighth level of martial arts.
Han Li rolled his eyes. He had never seen such a shameless person...
It was a quarter of a hour before Yang Qing came to take charge.
"Brother Han, is Mr. Yang not coming today?"
He Ping'an was wondering whether he would be able to fish if Yang Qing didn't come today.
After all, such a big thing happened yesterday, it is understandable to hide at home for a few days...
"No, Master Yang will definitely come."
Han Li vowed to do so.
Sure enough, at three o'clock in the morning, Yang Qing walked up with heavy steps.
A few red marks were vaguely visible on his face, and his clothes were a little messy, not as meticulous as before.
"Master Yang, you are here."
He Pingan and Han Li quickly stood up and greeted.
"Um."
Yang Qing glanced at the two of them with dull eyes and walked towards his desk.
"Mr. Yang, you haven't had breakfast yet. I brought you some cold noodles."
Han Li handed over the breakfast in his hand at the right time.
He Ping'an was shocked. As a veteran who had been in the office for many years, how could he forget this.
This Han Li didn't bring breakfast for him. He originally brought it to Yang Qing, just to greet him casually...
A good boy, well-rounded and promising.
He Pingan praised, looked at Han Li with relief, and gave him an encouraging look.
If you work hard, you will be promoted and raised in salary soon, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of your life.
Han Li glanced at He Ping'an in confusion, thinking that even the encouragement should come from Mr. Yang.
You are a newcomer, if you weren't a few years older than me...
"Xiao Han, not bad!"
Yang Qing took the breakfast, with a hint of warmth in his heart, and patted Han Li heavily on the shoulder. This guy is still reliable...
Sitting heavily on the chair, my knees bent, causing a heartbreaking pain.
After kneeling on the washboard all night, I still refused to use Confucian techniques to resist. It’s strange that it doesn’t hurt...
In the blink of an eye, it was close to Shen Shi, and it was time to go down again.
The atmosphere in the attic was rather dull today. Yang Qing had just experienced the moment of social death, and his momentum had lost a lot. Sitting in his seat, he said less than ten words in one day.
The boss is in a bad mood, and it is not easy for him to be too active as a subordinate.
He Ping'an and Han Li concentrated on recording the spiritual materials, and had already registered some of the spiritual materials accumulated yesterday and all of them today.
As Yang Qing left, the two of them checked in.
After walking to the door of the Eternal Life Hall and saying goodbye to each other, He Ping'an grabbed Han Li again and finalized the time and place for tomorrow before letting him leave with confidence.
Don't let this guy give himself away for an excuse.
After looking at the sky, it was still early, so He Pingan went to Changshoufang near Xuanyang City West City.
Half a quarter of an hour later, He Ping'an stood outside the door of an old drug store with half of the door plaque missing and the doors on both sides missing.
The door plaque hanging in mid-air is covered with spider webs, and it can barely be seen clearly. What is written on it is - Xiancao Hall!
Grass again!
The corner of He Ping'an's mouth twitched. He was entangled with cursive characters wherever he went.
