Zhao Chuan's vision went dark. He was already at the edge of a big river, with a wide official road in front of him.
Looking at his hand again, the shiny black alchemy furnace that Ghost Master Xiaotian gave him just now was nowhere to be seen. Patting it in his arms, it seemed that the Qiankun bag had gained some weight.
"His uncle, it turns out that this Qiankun bag doesn't recognize its owner. It can only store things, but can't take things out."
Zhao Chuan took out the Qiankun bag, and even though he poured it over and shook it, nothing came out.
Zhao Chuan reluctantly put away the Qiankun bag and began to look around carefully.
Zhao Chuan has reached the sixth level of the wood layer, and the senses of various organs in his body are more acute than before. Looking far into the distance, he finds that the surrounding area is a strange place that he has never been to before.
There were no mountains nearby, not even a high hill. It was a flat land with grass everywhere. Zhao Chuan was a little dumbfounded. Where was this? Where are you going?
Just let it go, follow the main road, you can find a place with people anyway, but no one knows you after several years.
Oh, by the way, how old should you be now? Well, judging from the way my hair reaches my shoulders, I guess it will be another two years, when I will be fifteen.
After walking for a while, it was already dusk. Zhao Chuan wanted to inquire about the news, but there was no one within a few miles. Hey, where am I going? Let it be, wherever it goes...
After walking for about an hour, there seemed to be the sound of fighting two miles ahead.
Zhao Chuan took a step towards the clouds, and within a few breaths he was a hundred feet away. He hid on the side of the road and carefully listened for the movement in front of him. It seemed that five or six people were beating a person on the ground.
Just listen to one of them say: "Stop fighting! No more lives!", and the other person said: "I will spare your life today. Get away as far as possible. If I see you again, I will beat you to death, you stinking scoundrel." !”
After those people gradually disappeared, Zhao Chuan came out of his hiding place, walked onto the road and continued walking slowly, "Help, help me!" A person on the ground said in a weak voice.
Even at night, Zhao Chuan's vision was quite good. He saw that the man had a blue nose and swollen eyes, and that he had injuries all over his body, but they were just superficial injuries, nothing serious.
"Who are you?" Zhao Chuan asked.
The man replied: "I am a doctor and was injured due to a misunderstanding. Can you help me?"
"How can I help you?" Zhao Chuan replied.
The doctor said: "There is a small town five miles ahead on the right. There is an inn in the town. If you send me there, I will definitely repay you!"
Zhao Chuanli stood on the road and looked far away, looked left and right for a while, and said, "Oh, I'm afraid I won't be able to carry you, and you have to walk such a long distance..."
The doctor was a little panicked and couldn't help but beg: "Excuse me, little brother, it's midnight and I'm so seriously injured. I'm afraid I won't be able to survive until dawn. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"
"Then...I'll do my best." Zhao Chuan said with a helpless tone.
Although Zhao Chuan felt that the doctor was not a good person, it was easy to take him to the town. Besides, he didn't know what to do next. He then gently picked up the doctor and turned around and put him on his back. The doctor shouted twice, and then he groaned. Jiji lay on Zhao Chuan's back.
This doctor was really a bit heavy. It seemed that he was well-nourished. Zhao Chuan was not in a hurry. After resting twice, he finally arrived at the small town.
After being guided by the doctor, we arrived at the inn. The inn was about to close. Seeing the two of them arriving, the waiter hurriedly picked up the doctor and asked, "Is this so?"
"I accidentally fell off the cliff and luckily saved my life. Are there any guest rooms in the store?" Zhao Chuan said.
The waiter replied: "There is one guest room, which requires two taels of silver and a deposit of ten taels of silver."
Two taels of silver? My dear, what kind of place is this, where prices are so expensive? Zhao Chuan was a little surprised. He and Zheng Peng had only earned two to three taels of silver in a month from collecting herbs.
Zhao Chuan didn't know why and looked at the doctor, who silently took out a silver check, "This is fifteen taels of silver, two days' room fee, ten taels of deposit, and the other one tael is a tip."
The waiter was overjoyed and took the bank note and said, "Your Majesty, please!"
Darling, just give me a tael as a tip. You are so generous. This guy looks very rich... Zhao Chuan thought to himself.
After entering the guest room, the waiter asked again: "Do you need a doctor?"
The doctor replied: "I am the doctor. Please fetch two buckets of hot water."
After the waiter went out, the doctor sighed and said: "The guest room is originally one tael of silver, but we have to pay twice as much. There is no deposit for staying in the hotel. I am afraid that I will die in the hotel and then ask for a deposit. I have been traveling in the world for many years." I’m used to it.”
One tael of silver is also very expensive. Zhao Chuan secretly wondered what kind of bird place this was and how did the ghost master send himself to this place.
"Since the store is so dark, why do you give someone a tip of one or two silver?" Zhao Chuan asked, "Are you very rich?"
The doctor sighed and said that the money for staying in the hotel was for the shopkeeper, and the tip was for the shopkeeper, which were two different things. As far as my current situation is concerned, if I don't tip others, I'm afraid I'll suffer a loss and be tortured, so I'd better heal my injuries and save my life first.
After hearing this, Zhao Chuan cursed the world in his heart...it turned out to be like this. I am more determined to learn Kung Fu well and not be bullied by others.
At this time, Xiao Er's water had arrived. He politely paid attention to the doctor, chatted with Zhao Chuan for a few words, and then left the room.
The doctor said to Zhao Chuan: "Brother, please help me wipe away the blood and apply some ointment. You can also wash yourself. I don't know how many days you haven't bathed, and you almost died of poisoning."
Zhao Chuan replied nonchalantly: "I don't know how many days I have been wandering in the mountains."
After Zhao Chuan scrubbed and applied medicine to the doctor, he also took a bath, and then washed and cooled the doctor's and his own clothes.
The doctor was very happy when he saw that Zhao Chuan was very diligent. He was also surprised when he saw Zhao Chuan's figure: This boy is not old, but his skin and muscles are something he has never seen before as a doctor. He must be a practicing boy.
It stands to reason that you should have something to eat after settling down. Anyway, the doctor has money and is very generous. However, Zhao Chuan waited until he turned off the lights and went to bed, but he did not see this guy asking for food.
Zhao Chuan had no money and couldn't bring himself to talk about it, so he had no choice but to sleep.
However, the doctor couldn't sleep due to pain all over his body, and Zhao Chuan didn't care if he didn't eat or sleep. The two of them just lay on the bed and chatted.
The doctor asked: "Young man, your body looks like a practitioner, right?"
"Hey, I've been learning Sanjimao for a few days, but I'm not good at fighting. My specialty is being able to get beaten and run away." Zhao Chuan replied.
The doctor then said: "My name is Huang Jin. You can call me Uncle Huang from now on. I am a quack doctor who travels around the world all year round. What is your name, young man? How old are you and where are you from?"
After hearing this, Zhao Chuan cursed secretly that this dead doctor really didn't want to suffer. He shouted a little brother before saving you. Seeing that he was out of danger, he wanted to be promoted.
