Chapter 20 Save people and saves big trouble

No wonder Ren Cong was not popular in the entire village. After saying that, even Zhang Qian wanted to press him to the ground and beat him hard.

Looking at his father Ren Qiong again, he was so angry that his eyebrows were raised, he raised his legs, and kicked him in the butt: "Shut up, don't talk, no one will sell you as a mute!"

"Grandpa, please calm down! I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore." It was easy for the little fat Ren Cong to dodge, but he was worried that his father's movements were too big and pulled the wound. He had to take a small step forward, and while sticking his butt to prepare for the next kick, he begged for mercy in a low voice.

As a result, the father could not continue to beat him. Xingran dipped the tip of his shoes on Ren Cong's butt and scolded in a low voice, "Get away, I will get angry when I see this. The immortal master is a paranoid, and of course he doesn't know how to clean up the crops! From now on, the mundane chores on his farm will fall on you. If you dare to make no adjustments like at home, be careful with your skin!"

"If you have to keep it with me, you must keep it with me. Who told me to be good brothers!" The little fat man agreed happily as if he was granted a general amnesty.

After he was mixed up, the village on the Wei River was completely foregone conclusion when it was transferred to Zhang Qian's name. The exchanges between the two sides immediately became much more casual.

"The immortal master is well-versed in the magical skill of scraping bones to cure poison, and has a magic medicine to revive the dead, but he repeatedly claimed that he was not an immortal master, for some reason?" After a few more words, he seized the opportunity of Zhang Qian rejecting everyone's call him an immortal master, and Ren Qiong asked very seriously.

"I am indeed not an immortal master, nor have I learned any immortal skills. The owner of the manor called me a virtuous nephew or a Zhang Shaolang, so you can do whatever you want!" He just accepted a farmer with the other party. Although he didn't know the size and specific situation inside, Zhang Qian's favor for Ren Qiong still increased. He smiled and explained frankly: "The so-called magical skills are just when the senior brothers of the same sect used them. Zhang had attacked several times by the side. Those spiritual medicines were also made by the master, and this time they happened to be with him."

"It was just that when the senior brother of the same school used it, he had tried several times and learned such a magical skill? Zhang Shaolang is so amazing! If he changed his dog, he might not be able to learn it even after three years!" Ren Qiong was slightly stunned, quickly raised his thumb and praised him loudly.

"Why did it touch me again? Grandpa, I'm not as stupid as you said!" Ren Cong felt very wronged, raised his head and protested with resentment on his face.

"If you are smart, you wouldn't have studied official school for seven years, but you can't even pass the Ming Jing!" It was obviously his own father. Ren Qiong never showed mercy when he attacked his son. Look at Zhang Shaolang, his peerless magical skills, you can learn it with a few glances!" (Note 1: The imperial examination in the Tang Dynasty, Ming Jing was one of them. It was relatively easy.)

"I didn't learn it by just taking a look, but I just learned it roughly. The owner of the manor was in an emergency at the time and had to take a risk. Fortunately, Doctor Sun was by his side and took most of the matter. He just started it and basically handed it over to the Doctor!" Zhang Qian was so proud that he was so uncomfortable that he quickly told the whole operation process to the truth.

"Zhang Shaolang knows how to do it, the key is." Ren Qiong did not think that Sun Yudian's medical skills were qualified to be compared with Zhang Qian. He smiled and shook his head gently. "As for Sun Yudian, he is just familiar with it! This matter is like a war between two armies, and how the main general is planning and strategizing is the key. At most, those who charge in the battle can only be considered as the second-class merit!"

"After all, I will rely on Doctor Sun!" Zhang Qian said Ren Qiong, but he had to persist with a hilarious attitude.

"Of course, Doctor Sun can demote himself to treat Ren. Ren must have a thank-you gift!" Ren Qiong did not continue to linger on the same topic and added with a smile. Then, he took a few sips of tea and asked hesitantly: "The reason why Master Zhang Shaolang can make such a magic medicine must be well-known. But Ren has been lying on the bed these days and has been thinking hard, searching for it, and it is said that the two families cannot find one school and one school, and they are proficient in pharmacies! I wonder if Shaolang can make it explicitly? Ren will lead a caravan to pass by Baoshan in the future, so he can also come to thank him!"

For fear of causing some misunderstandings, before Zhang Qian could take the lead, he quickly added: "If it is inconvenient to say it, the young man will not say it. Ren is just curious!"

"There is nothing inconvenient to say!" In recent days, he has been pestered by the fat man Ren Cong and asked about his origin. Zhang Qian had long known that he had to make one up as soon as possible, otherwise there would be more and more troubles.

Therefore, he had already made some preparations in secret. At this moment, he heard Ren Qiong ask, and immediately smiled and said the one that was the least likely to be missed, "It's just that it's too bizarre and may not be able to win the trust of others. In the lower sect, it was neither the nor the Tao, and it was passed down in the Spring and Autumn Period. During the Warring States Period, the Mo family's sect was called Dongmo, and the sect of the family master was called Dongmo, and it was not allowed to be Qi. In desperation, the four generations of Juzi promoted the holy horses into Qin, offered the skills of casting troops and making crossbows to King Hui, and the soldiers and horses of the Qin Dynasty were the dominant king. After the Qin Dynasty unified the Central Plains, the country's fortune was killed for two generations. The seven generations of Juzi refused to eat Chu grain because of the favor of the First Emperor, and led his disciples to spread their hair into the mountains. Since then, Dongmo disappeared from the world. Only the Qin calendar is used inside the sect, and no longer asked whether it was Han or Jin outside."

Regardless of how dumbfounded the people around him, Zhang Qian continued to slowly replenish according to his own draft, "Dongmo passed on to the family teacher, and he was already the 32nd generation of Juzi. His mentor's surname was Liu, and he was one of the rare strange women in the world. After taking Zhang into the school, he treated him like a parent-child. However, Zhang was stupid and could not learn as much as his mentor's master. What's even more helpless was that Zhang was ordered by his mentor a few days ago and went out of the mountain gate to find Ganoderma lucidum as medicine. He returned empty-handed in the evening and could never find the mountain gate again! Zhang had never left the mountain since the day he entered the school, and he knew nothing about the outside world. Fortunately, he met the son, so he was not arrested by the government as a refugee."

The previous part of the origin and inheritance of Dongmo was verified by the historical master Guo Moruo, and it really cannot be true. But from the second generation of Qin's destiny, it was purely a random fabrication. Anyway, the Zhongnan Mountain is extremely large, and the people of the Tang Dynasty may not have been there everywhere. Even if they are interested in searching, it can be attributed to their mentor's ability and deliberately used magic to cover up the mountain gate to make excuses.

"No wonder you didn't even know what year and month it was on the day you first met!" Others might have doubts about Zhang Qian's words, but the fat man believed it first. He patted his hands a few proudly and said loudly: "Grandpa also said that you have a better memory than me. I have been growing up, but I have never been lost!"

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!" Ren Qiong glared at him fiercely and scolded him sternly. Then, he thought about it again and continued to ask: "I heard from Cong'er that Shaolangjun is a Hejian native. I wonder who else is in the family? Can parents be alive?"

'What does this mean? Isn't you want to introduce me to a partner?' Zhang Qian was so nervous when asked. He looked at the little pepper Ren Yingying, who was kneeling beside the middle-aged beautiful woman and had a slightly red face. He quickly turned his eyes away. "This matter is even more unbelievable. Zhang was separated from his parents when he was very young, so he was taken to the mountain by his mentor. Except for remembering that he was from Hejian, he didn't know anything else. This time he lost his way and could not go back to the mountain gate. Zhang wanted to find an opportunity to go to Hejian for a walk. If he could find his biological parents, he would be happy. So the two elders would not worry about me all day long."

The parents may be alive, but they can't find them for a while. If they can't find their biological parents, they can't hire a matchmaker, and they can't do anything to their parents. As for the little pepper Ren Yingying, who she loves to marry, it's not Zhang Qian's dish at all! Since ancient times, there is no right to lick dogs, and he is not a bad guy, and he likes a barbaric girlfriend!

Unfortunately, all the twists and turns in his heart fell into the empty space. Ren Qiong seemed to just ask casually, and then began to express deep sympathy for Zhang Qian, "I didn't expect that the young man's life experience would be so pitiful. The Ren family had a caravan traveling to and from Hejian. If there was a chance, the young man would give him two portraits of the Lingzun Lingtang. Ren asked his friends to help pay attention, and maybe the young man would get what he wanted!"

"Thank you, the owner of the manor!" Zhang Qian smiled bitterly, and a hint of sadness surged uncontrollably on his face. "I'm not hiding the owner of the manor, Zhang doesn't remember what his parents look like. If you look for it, you can only guess a picture of how Zhang looks like when he was two or three years old based on what Zhang is now, and then go to Hejian to post it, and ask who has lost a baby twenty years ago!"

"It's good to have a direction. Maybe God will give mercy to the young man!" Mrs. Ren felt uncomfortable when she heard it, and she whispered to comfort her with red eyes.

"Next time I go to the caravan in Hejian, Ren will arrange the tasks for the guys!" Ren Qiong was so kind-hearted that he immediately took over the portrait. "Ren also asked the painter to do the portrait. There are just a few famous masters in Chang'an City, and they have a good relationship with Ren."

After saying that, he thought about it and asked tentatively: "You can even send someone to paint the current appearance of Shaolangjun and post it around the depths of Zhongnan Mountain. Maybe, Shaolangjun's mentor finds that you have not returned for a long time, and will send your fellow brothers out of the mountain to search. If you happen to see the portrait, wouldn't it be beautiful?!"

"It's difficult, I'm afraid it's very difficult!" Zhang Qian heard it and couldn't help but sigh again.

He did not think that the same time and space wormhole would appear twice in the same position. However, after he had no relatives in the 21st century and disappeared, it would at most become a unsolved case in the public security department, and no one would care whether he was still alive.

Thinking of this, a feeling of loneliness arose in his heart. He sighed again and added in a low voice: "Zhang thought he was accidentally lost. But now, it was probably because his master despised Zhang's stupidity and deliberately found an excuse to throw Zhang out of the wall. Otherwise, the brothers and brothers had already come here and would not have waited until now!"

"Young Master Zhang, don't be too careful. Maybe your brothers and sisters are just going differently with you! Try posting more portraits in the mountains, there is no harm in any way!" Ren Qiong was very righteous and immediately comforted her loudly.

"Then it's time for the owner of the house!" Zhang Qian knew that the notice was useless, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he gave in with a smile.

"It's okay, raise your hand and raise your hand. This is really a matter of raising your hand!" Ren Qiong smiled and shook his head slightly. Then, he sat up straight again and said loudly: "Shaolang Zhang, don't think Ren is nagging. Ren has something else, I don't know if he should ask?"

"Just ask the owner of Ren, Zhang, knows everything!" He thought Ren Qiong had found omissions from the inheritance of his master or family background. With the idea of ​​repairing the problem of losing the sheep, Zhang Qian nodded with a smile.

"Then Ren asked!" Ren Qiong suddenly put away his smile and asked seriously: "How many pills are there on the day before yesterday? Can you remember the secret recipe for refining medicine?"

"Hu" a ray of autumn wind penetrated through the window, making Zhang Qian feel cold. Is there anyone else reading it? It's so tiring to write.
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