"Dan Qingzi, I'm sorry, I just beat you up."

"It's okay. I was so excited that I forgot about the world's eyes. But your brother Wu Wei is also very powerful. I can't even count how many ribs I have broken."

"Hmm... I think it's faster to count how many good ones there are."

On the swaying carriage, Dan Qingzi, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked at Wang Huai with unconcealable joy in his eyes.

Wang Huai was a little frightened by the fiery gaze of the other party, and couldn't help but ask: "Um, Dan Qingzi, now I understand that you want me to be the protagonist of your novel, but what do you like about me?"

"Everything!" Dan Qingzi shouted excitedly, "I like your inner self, your appearance, and the temperament you exude that is very capable of causing trouble! I decided to use you as the theme.

I’m going to write a novel about the love between immortals and immortals. I’ve already thought of the title, and it’s called “Eight Immortals”. The content is a love story about you and your senior sisters, who are entangled with each other and go through endless twists and turns.”

"Stop it, stop it. Besides, I really can't save you. My medical skills are good, but I can't bring you back to life."

"Okay. Don't move for now. I'll draw a few pictures based on your appearance. Usually I'm too lazy to care about other people's requests, but the more I see you, the more I like you, so if you have any requests, feel free to ask."

"...Can the supporting characters have more tails?"

"Young man knows very well, how about this?"

Seeing the sketch drawn by Dan Qingzi, Wang Huai sincerely praised: "Master, you must live a long life. One less day of your life will be a loss for the world."

Wu Wei, who was behind him, also came over to take a look and felt that he had indeed been hit hard just now, and that this man had lost all his hair.

Along the way, Dan Qingzi excitedly pulled Wang Huai and asked him endless questions. Wang Huai could only keep the key information vague to avoid revealing anything.

Knowing that Dan Qingzi is a novelist, "Mr. Duan" also came over and asked: "Can you arrange a role for me?"

"Of course. When I first saw you, I felt that you were very interesting. You are obviously a tough guy on the outside, but you have an unusual tenderness on the inside. So I decided to arrange a eunuch role, which is a failure of the West! This person has great martial arts skills, but

I like women's clothing and needlework, and I am especially good at using embroidery needles. No, inspiration comes, let me write!"

"Go and write aside. Don't let Mr. Duan see it. He already wants to have sex with you."

"I will write even after I am done! When inspiration comes, I would not be happy if I didn't write!"

Dan Qingzi began to write quickly, and in a short time he wrote a lot of words.

When he was so hungry and dizzy, he raised his head and found that the troupe's motorcade had stopped.

Taking a sip of the wine from the wine gourd, Dan Qingzi jumped out of the carriage and saw that the troupe had set up a stage on the roadside. Dozens of people dressed as businessmen were sitting on small stools in front of the stage, and cheers broke out from time to time.

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More than a dozen rich ladies also came out to watch the fun, but not to watch the stage, but to watch Wang Huai who was making extra money by seeing a doctor next to the stage.

They shyly sat down in front of Wang Huai, and spoke in rude words: "Little doctor, I have chest pain, can you give me a massage?"

"It's just a little cold. I'll give you a prescription."

"I think you can't see clearly like this. How about we find a place where no one is around and I take off my clothes to show you."

"Spring is here and you are feeling restless. I will give you a prescription for meditation."

"Little doctor~"

"Wu Wei, see you off, next one."

The people of the Zhou Dynasty were open and open, and things like women exposing their breasts in the street often happened, and everyone was used to it.

When they see the husband they like, some eldest ladies will catch them on the street and take them back as husbands. As a result, some young and cute boys have to prepare a stick when they go out, in case they are taken back by some bold and bold women to become the wives of the village.

Of course, it does happen that some people oppress others and in turn oppress others.

After seeing everyone's illnesses, Wang Huai earned an extra three taels of silver.

Counting the money, he found that practicing medicine was quite good. One day, he would open a clinic and become a doctor to make some money.

Just when he thought that was the end of the day, a hand covered in oil was spread out in front of him.

While drinking, Dan Qingzi said to Wang Huai: "Brother, help me take a look."

"Why are you joining in the fun?"

"Novelists need to experience life. If I am not a patient, how can I know how my protagonist practices medicine?"

"Then what should you do if you write about having a baby? Give birth to one yourself?"

"How do you know I don't have it! Although I can't give birth directly, I can still find a way to experience it."

Wang Huai looked at the other party, held up his hands and said: "Awesome, I will read it for you for free this time."

I originally thought that a person like Dan Qingzi, who was addicted to alcohol and had an irregular lifestyle, would be full of diseases, but after actually feeling his pulse, Wang Huai felt a little surprised.

The other party is too healthy.

The pulse is stable and the heartbeat is strong.

And looking at his complexion, his face is rosy and his internal organs are fine.

Unwilling to give up, Wang Huai asked Dan Qingzi to stick out his tongue and found that the color of his tongue was normal and there was nothing wrong with him.

"How do you take care of yourself? You are almost forty years old, how come you don't have any problems?"

"It sounds like you really hope something will happen to me. And I'm not forty, I'm ninety-three."

Wang Huai took a breath of cold air.

You call this ninety-three!

Dan Qingzi looks like a sloppy middle-aged man. Who would have thought that the other person is already ninety-three.

Thinking of his previous blessings, Wang Huai felt that he was not blessing the other person at all, but hoping that the other person would die soon.

Standing up, Wang Huai pulled Wu Wei and asked in a low voice: "Third Senior Sister, what do you think?"

"Everything can enter the Tao, and so can all schools of thought. This person is a master of novels. He should be like Uncle Duan. By chance, he accidentally broke through the threshold and possesses some kind of superpower. But this is

Dharma is a kind of heavenly way, and your achievements will not be high after that."

Wang Huai nodded, feeling that he had gained a little more knowledge.

This world is more wonderful than I imagined.

I don’t know what this world was like before the way of heaven was broken.

Returning to Dan Qingzi, Wang Huai said apologetically: "Sorry, I had to talk to my friend."

"It's okay. Anyway, I took the time to write a short article. Would you like to read it?"

Wang Huai took over the short article written by Dan Qingzi and found that although the article was short, the wording was exquisite and the sequence and sequence were consistent. It was impossible to tell that it was written in this short time.

Moreover, while Wang Huai was reading the article, Dan Qingzi began to write again, his face glowing with excitement.

"He has a sincere heart... This person really likes to write."

Only this kind of person can enter the Tao without knowing anything and write his own legend.

Dan Qingzi didn't ask until he finished writing the article and sealed the charcoal: "I forgot to ask before, why did you stop suddenly, what happened in front?"

"We don't know much about it. We only know that there seems to be some kind of ceremony ahead, so the whole road is temporarily closed and will not be unblocked until tomorrow. But fortunately, I calculated the time and it can't be delayed at this time."

"No wonder Old Man Luo has set up a troupe, so I'll take a nap too...wait, did you hear anything?"

Wang Huai listened intently, but heard nothing.

"Did you hear wrongly?"

"No, the sound is quite clear. It seems... like a bell?"

Ding bell~

When Dan Qingzi finished speaking, Wang Huai also heard the sound of the bell.

The crisp sound is pleasant to the ear, like a clear spring in the mountains, or like the moonlight in the silent night, flowing quietly into the heart.

At this time, the people in front automatically made way, and a girl wrapped in a red robe, with her entire face covered by talisman with unknown symbols, came from the opposite side.

Although her face cannot be seen, the girl has a strange magical power and exudes an incredible aura.

She didn't say anything, but the people around her felt that they had to make way for the girl, so that it was reasonable and normal.

After walking into the middle of the crowd, the girl said, "Whoever heard the bell just now, can you come over?"

Looking at the girl, Wang Huai felt a familiar aura and couldn't help but whisper: "God?"

Wu Wei also stared at the girl and said in a low voice: "Fifth Junior Sister?"
Chapter completed!