But Zhang Xuanqing and Yuan Tiangang discussed behind the scenes whether Ruan Han had hidden something. The two muttered for a long time, from the discussion to the fan.

Finally, the two came to a conclusion: "Anyway, they stayed here for one night, and left tomorrow morning, regardless of whether he was hiding it or not." Then they turned over and lay down and fell asleep.

They all fell asleep indeed...

However, before Zhang Xuanqing fell asleep, he thought a lot in his mind, especially the experiences these days, starting from Master Zheng’s entanglement, to the village in front, to Yuan Tiangang’s Yi Jing and Ruan Han’s fan.

He imagined many possibilities and overturned many possibilities.

...

The next day, Yuan Tiangang woke up from his sleep, but did not see Zhang Xuanqing.

When I walked to Ruan Han's room, I found that everyone was there, but there was no Zhang Xuanqing. I couldn't help but ask, "Where is Brother Zhang?"

Li Chunfeng shook his head: "I didn't see it."

Ruan Han said: "Maybe I've gone to morning exercise? I'll let Qingfeng look for it."

"No, I'm here." Qingfeng Daotong was about to agree, but Zhang Xuanqing's voice had already sounded outside the door.

I saw him pushing a strange "chair" and walking slowly. The chair is no different from the ordinary chair, but there are four wheels below. The two wheels in the front are extremely small, and the two wheels in the back are extremely large.

After pushing it to Ruan Han, Zhang Xuanqing smiled and said leisurely: "Fellow Daoist Ruan, although I am not good at medical skills, I know some strange tricks and tricks. Since my fellow Taoist is unwilling to accept my fellow Taoist's diagnosis, in order to repay my fellow Taoist's kindness for taking in for one night, I made such a small thing called a 'wheelchair' and sent it to fellow Taoist for transportation."

He slept back to modern times last night to do this thing.

As he said himself, it doesn't matter if Ruan Han doesn't want him to treat his illness, but he has to pay for the accommodation fee last night.

Ruan Han was not prepared to ask for money, this was human favor, so he also wanted to repay the other party with a human favor.

Although I don’t know how Ruan Han lived before, I think about it and know that a seven or eight-year-old Qingfeng Taoist boy would definitely not be able to take good care of him. As a disabled person needs the most, it must be a wheelchair.

Seeing Ruan Han's expression change from surprise to surprise to shock, Zhang Xuanqing smiled with satisfaction, saying, "I'm telling you to look down on my medical skills." Are you scared this time?"

Although this has nothing to do with medical skills...

His eyes swept across Ruan Han's waist again, and he saw a palm-sized fan hanging on his waist, which was similar to the banana fan in Journey to the West, neither gold nor jade; white spikes hung under the handle of the fan, and there was no raw material; there were two large dark patterns on the fan surface, and the font was similar to that on Yuan Tiangang's mirror.

When I saw this fan, I felt a sense of joy and wanted to possess it, but it was not as strong as I saw Yi Jing the night before yesterday. I thought it must be because of the evil spirit that was affected by the evil spirit.

Zhang Xuanqing took a look and then quietly withdrew his gaze. Then, he waved his hand to call Qingfeng Taoist over and then moved Ruan Han to the wheelchair.

The originally indifferent young man was already so excited that he couldn't describe it. He pushed it twice by Qingfeng Daotong, and then turned the wheel twice by himself.

It was not until the rare momentum that my excitement calmed down a little, but my voice still trembled a little: "Thank you...Zhang Zhenren!"

The Qingfeng Taoist was also happy and danced happily, and turned around and bowed to Zhang Xuanqing: "Zhang Zhenren, I thank you for my husband."

Zhang Xuanqing was very calm, waved his hand and shook his sleeves, just a little bit of a word... But when he spoke, he felt that he seemed too arrogant and did not fit his master's identity, so he changed it to: "A mere trivial matter is not worth mentioning..." His expression was also very humble.

Yes, we are such a humble person!

He didn't take the opportunity to give a condition to see Ruan Han's fan. Although he really wanted it, just like Yuan Tiangang's Yi Jing. If the other party had not shown it to him, he would not have asked for it on his own initiative.

There is nothing else, he doesn't want to be rejected and cannot come out of Taiwan. He is to blame himself and others. If that thing belongs to him, he will not want to show it to outsiders.

The atmosphere was very lively and so good that it could not be better. After breakfast and everyone said goodbye, Ruan Han even forced everyone to stay for a few more days.

Yuan Tiangang quickly told him about going back to attend the funeral, so Ruan Han stopped staying for more. However, Liu Jiannan did not go with everyone, and the injuries were severe, so when he left, Zhang Xuanqing asked him: "Sir Liu, are you going with us, or are you staying with fellow Taoist Ruan for two more days to recover from his injuries?"

Liu Jiannan said: "Let's go with the Taoists." He was not familiar with Ruan Han, and he said together without ten words from yesterday to today. How could he stay alone?

The four of them set off again. After a night of renovation, Li Chunfeng and Liu Jiannan were much better than yesterday. Especially Li Chunfeng, who slept all night. Although it was not said that they were full of energy today, they no longer shook their feet and became weak when walking.

After walking seven or eight miles, they arrived at a village, hired two ox carts, and pulled the four people to the nearest town. The four people replaced the ox carts with horse carts.

At this time, Liu Jiannan said goodbye: "Thank you for the care of the Taoist priests in the past two days. If the Taoist priests are sent in the future, Liu will die without hesitation."

Zhang Xuanqing didn't expect to let him go so easily, and asked, "Is there anything urgent for Brother Liu? With Brother Liu's injuries, he will not be able to heal in a short period of time."

Liu Jiannan is also a wonderful person, and he can tell at one point: "What the Taoist priest said is not bad, and Liu is indeed nothing important. It will take about two or three months to recover from this injury. I wonder what to do?"

"Hehe..." Zhang Xuanqing rubbed his hands and smiled a little embarrassedly: "That... Actually... I want to learn some kung fu from you, the kind that comes and goes."

"Learn Kung Fu?" Liu Jiannan was stunned: "Didn't the Taoist priest know that 'thunder method'? With the Taoist priest's magic power, how can he still learn martial arts?"

He still remembered that yesterday, Zhang Xuanqing made a loud noise with his finger, and then the enemy fell to the ground and died.

Such a person still needs to learn kung fu from him?

What a joke!

Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng were also very surprised, and their eyes were full of confusion when they looked at Zhang Xuanqing.

In this regard, Zhang Xuanqing just wants to say that you are too arrogant to me. Our shooting skills are not accurate. And even if it is accurate, there are only four guns and eight magazines. There will always be a time when you use it up. It is not as reliable as the real skills you have learned.

After much persuasion, Liu Jiannan nodded in embarrassment: "If the Taoist priest does not mind Liu's low-knowing ability, he will pass some martial arts to the Taoist priest."

This guy was so excited that Zhang Xuanqing was full of thought that he would be a hero who would be a tall man in the future, living a life of white clothes like snow and wind. That mood, tsk, and happily, came straight to a song:

"The world is vast and time is limited, so why bother to run!

Life is mediocre, competing for the short term, but it is not said that there are numbers of prosperity and decline, and gains and losses are difficult to measure.

Look at the autumn wind in the Golden Valley, the night moon in Wujiang, the cold Afang Palace, and the desolate bronze bird platform.

The flowers are full of dew, the grass is frost, the mechanism is understood, and all your worries are forgotten.

I praise the dragon tower and phoenix pavilion, say the profit and reputation, and be in a quiet place, and keep the poetry and wine rampant.

Sing a song and it’s not too late to return, and sing a tune that the lake and sea are vast, encountering scenery at the time, picking up greenery and looking for fragrance..."

The singing is vast, and comes from the carriage, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves. Sometimes it is hoarse, sometimes it is loud; sometimes it is low, sometimes it is high. It seems to have seen through the world and cut through the cold sky.

...

"Qingfeng, please push me to Sangmen Village." Shortly after Zhang Xuanqing and his friends left, Ruan Han sat in a wheelchair, rubbed the treasure fan on his waist in his hands, and ordered Qingfeng Taoist Tong.

Qingfeng Daotong nodded obediently, put his hand on the "handle" and pushed the wheelchair hard. Because the road was uneven, he whipped, his face turned red, but his eyes were filled with joy: "It's great. With this 'wheelchair', the gentleman will go to Sangmen Village again and he will never have to crawl into the car again."

"It's hard for you... from now on..." Ruan Han sighed softly, looking at the direction of Sangmen Village, not knowing what he was thinking. And that direction was the strange village where Zhang Xuanqing and his friends passed by!

Judging from the meaning of the master and servant, it seems that they often want to go there.

at the same time.

Huayuan County, Jishitang.

The door of the clinic that should be opened to Japan was tightly closed with a lock hanging on it. Sun Simiao and Liu Shenwei carried a bag on his back, facing the door, and gradually drifted away.

"Master, are you really going to leave?" Liu Shenwei turned around three times, extremely reluctant to leave.

Sun Simiao walked in front of him and said without looking back: "Why, can't bear to leave?"

"Yeah, I just passed two good days, why did you leave?" Liu Shenwei was puzzled by the two steps.

Sun Simiao turned around and glared at him: "How do you teach me usually? Tell you to be calm and far-reaching, be indifferent and clear-minded, and not be greedy for wealth and honor!"

Liu Shenwei shrank his head and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't say I'm greedy for wealth, it's just... it's... cheaper for Fatty Zheng and Lao Qian..."

"What are you saying?" Sun Simiao slapped him in the head: "I forgot what your uncle Zhang said? The scenery of green mountains is quiet, and the fields of the predecessors are collected. The descendants are happy to collect, and there are descendants behind. You said that Mr. Zheng and Manager Qian took advantage, but you also took advantage of your uncle?"

Before Liu Shenwei could speak, he said, "Besides, I just entrusted the clinic to take care of Manager Qian and others, and invited Dr. Hu from the south of the city to take care of him. I believe that it will open again in a few days. The profit we deserved for the tea and wine business is still from the clinic, but it cannot reach the hands of our master and apprentice. But it will still be used to treat the people. With the guarantee of the county master and all the people in Huayuan County, how could Manager Qian and others be greedy for this matter?"

"Oh..." Liu Shen responded with embarrassment, still a little reluctant.

Seeing his appearance, Sun Simiao sighed and said, "Shenwei, you have also seen it. The Taoist priest Pan who came to find your uncle Zhang a few days ago was obviously not good. Your uncle Zhang and your uncle Yuan went to Chang'an, and they also wanted to go to Chang'an, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid that the person named Pan will cause trouble to me, Mr. Zhang, so are we going to Chang'an to notify Mr. Zhang?" Liu Shenwei finally felt a little excited.

Clinker, Sun Simiao coughed lightly, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Chapter completed!