As a yamen runner who often patrolls outside, Meng Ye also claimed that he had never seen an old beggar who was drunk, which disappointed Chen Lang very much.

Why!

Meng Ye had never seen him on patrol, and there was no news about Ding Xu who sent people to look for him. After a while, I didn't know where the paradise who saw through the trapped Dragon Bureau was.

If you can't find him, how can you solve the Dragon Strip in the Prince's Mansion?

Chen Lang felt like he fell into the valley, but he kept a backup plan and introduced Ding Xu to Meng Ye. If there was any news in the future, Ding Xu and Meng Ye could also communicate with each other.

The Ding Xu family is probably a wealthy family in Huaining. After Meng Ye knew that he had mistakenly captured the Ding family's son, he was so surprised that his chin could not close.

He glanced at the ordinary carriage with his side eyes and sighed secretly that he had not made any mistakes.

You should know that although the merchant has a low status, the family's wealth is as high as Ding Xu, which is enough to buy and sell and control some officials. Small officials like Meng Ye and Chu Mingyuan are not enough to see them at all.

The handsome boy beside Ding Xu was obviously bigger than Ding Xu. Who was he? Meng Ye looked at the carriage that was gradually running away, and a feeling of gratitude arose.

...

The sunset was as bright as a brocade in the sky. After experiencing a small farce between the rogue and the yamen runners, Chen Lang was already in a state of despair, so he trotted in a carriage and headed straight to the prince's mansion.

Choosing to travel with an ordinary carriage is Chen Lang's idea, and this is in line with Ding Xu's idea. His ancestral teachings are to keep a low profile, make money safely, and try to cause less unnecessary trouble. Because no matter what happens, the ultimate result is to pay more money.

Click ~

The carriage that was trotting all the way suddenly stopped moving forward. Chen Lang wondered, could someone stop the car again?

unlucky!

But I heard the coachman angrily say, "Don't you, a warlock, have eyes? I won't compensate you if you hit me to death!"

"I have always only been with the destined ones. Today, the two young men in the carriage are the destined ones." The warlock of the martial arts world dragged his long voice.

"Gogun~" the coachman raised his whip high, "I want to cheat money and go somewhere else."

Before he finished speaking, the curtain in front of the carriage was lifted open. Chen Lang saw a thin old Taoist, who also looked at Chen Lang with his hands in his chest.

On the way back, Chen Lang kept thinking about the drunk old beggar in his mind. Affected by this, Chen Lang vaguely felt that the Taoist priest who stopped the car might not be an ordinary person.

"Young Master must have had a few troubles recently, especially today, I'm afraid I'll accidentally lose my property." The old Taoist said while stroking his chin and beard.

He was right. First of all, no matter whoever has a few troubles, this is true. Secondly, the old Taoist started following when Chen Lang went to the Nancheng Yamen, so he naturally knew that there were two young men in the car and money was asked by the yamen runners.

Routine...

However, Chen Lang was confused at this time and inexplicably connected the old Taoist with the drunk old beggar. He quickly got out of the car and asked the old Taoist humbly: "I have many discomforts, how can I solve it?"

The old Taoist pretended to stare at Chen Lang, and then reached out to touch Chen Lang's bones. He first touched his chin, then touched his cheek bones, and then touched Chen Lang's forehead.

He lifted Chen Lang's long hair on his left forehead and pretended to realize it and said, "The problem lies in this red scar."

Red scar?

Of course, Chen Lang hated it too, without any pauses. Chen Lang asked: "How to crack it?"

The old Taoist was so difficult that he thought about taking out a dog skin plaster from his underwear pocket: "I have never shown this recipe, but I think that the young master and I have such a fate, so I will sell it to the young master."

"How to sell?" Chen Lang asked.

"It only takes five taels of silver." The old Taoist stretched out five fingers.

He expected Chen Lang to bargain, but Chen Lang took out five taels directly and asked: "This medicine should be taken in a waste, how long does it last?"

What shelf life?

The old Taoist has never encountered this question before. But he has been wandering around the world for twenty years and has a quick reaction. After a little thought, he shook his head and replied: "It's enough to take it in the soup, and the scar can be removed after half a month of taking it. As for the shelf life, three years! It can be stored for three years."

Hehehe~

The old Taoist said while laughing in his heart. After half a month, he must have left Huaian City and continued to cheat.

Chen Lang rubbed the scar on his left forehead: "Can the medicine you drink remove the scar?"

The old Taoist nodded with certainty: "Yes, don't worry, young master. This medicine will definitely remove scars on young master's forehead, which is much more effective than using a knife to scrape it."

OK ~

Chen Lang only asked for 1,000 taels of silver not long ago, and he had just gained the financial power of the Prince's Mansion, so five taels of silver were just sprinkled with water. He handed the silver to the old Taoist in the world and exchanged it for dog skin plaster.

...

Da da da da da ~

The carriage was parked at the door of the Prince's Mansion. After dinner, Chen Lang closed the door. He walked behind the screen and put the pills seriously on the bedside table. At the same time, he also placed a knife next to the pills.

Chen Lang was very nervous at this moment because he always inexplicably tied the old Taoist and the old beggar on the same level.

Strictly speaking, Chen Lang must not get rid of the scar on his left forehead now. After all, he has to pretend to be the Prince of Liang. Some nobles of the King Xu Palace have heard of the Prince of Liang before.

However, the shelf life of this drug is three years. If it is confirmed to be effective, it is OK to take it after three years.

Chen Lang took out his golden fingers and the copper plate that Yu Mufei gave him, and silently recited in his heart:

[How to remove scars on the left forehead, use the old Taoist prescription on the front, and use a knife to directly remove the reverse]

Ding ~

The copper plate flew into the air, and light flashed through Chen Lang's mind.

He spread his left palm to get the copper plate, and his right hand was familiar with it.

Um?

Why does it feel something is wrong?

It was as if something foreign object held Chen Lang's left and right hand.

He was shocked and immediately opened his right hand. But he saw that the copper plate that Yu Mufei gave him was standing upright in the palm of his left hand.

——The golden finger did not choose the front or the reverse, but instead stubbornly straightened the palms!

Chen Lang sat down and his mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

Golden Finger told Chen Lang that using a knife to cut the scars would not work, and using the dog skin plaster given by the old Taoist was useless.

"ah!"

Chen Lang waved his fists frantically and smashed them in the air.

The Dragon Trap.

Chen Lang thought of the damn Dragon Trap again. He was puzzled by the Dragon Trap. He was afraid that Chen Lang would be constrained in everything he did.

...

After being depressed for a long time, Chen Lang did not fall asleep until the second half of the night. The next morning, Ding Xu came again as an appointment and accompanied Chen Lang to go out for business opportunities.

The carriage was shaking, and Chen Lang sat in the carriage and felt drowsy.

He really wanted to find a way to make money, but there was a voice in his heart telling Chen Lang: If you don’t solve the problem of trapping the Dragon, everything will be useless.

It was soon noon, and Ding Xu asked Chen Lang what he wanted to eat, so he could make arrangements.

Chen Lang casually opened the curtain to look for a hotel, and suddenly his eyes were fierce, because the figure of the liar and old Taoist yesterday was suddenly seen on the second floor of the hotel in front of him!
Chapter completed!