Chapter 172

After ten steps, Xu went back to his home and did not speak.

"I want to go to Yangshengtang." Xu Qian put forward his own requirements.

"Yes."

"Let's go together." Xu Qian invited two colleagues.

"Don't you have any money with you?" Song Tingfeng gave him a squint.

Xu Qi'an laughed and did not speak. After two steps, he stepped on a hard lump on the sole of his foot. He picked it up naturally and put it in his palm: "look, isn't the money coming?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao

The former gazed at the dim silver and said: "I didn't look at the way just now. I missed the silver and let you pick it up cheap."

As a matter of fact, you have missed several liang of silver at least... Xu Qi'an picked up the corner of his mouth, put the silver in his arms, and explained: "master Hengyuan lives in the Yangshengtang in the east of the outer city. I heard that the widows and widows there are not very lonely."

"The world is full of bad people." Zhu Guangxiao finished with a dull voice and sighed.

Three people with Hengyuan out of the inner city, to the east direction of Yangshengtang. In the process, song Tingfeng found an interesting thing.

"Look at this monk. If we go fast, he will go fast. He always keeps a fixed distance, but he never looks back at us."

Of course, this is not the long eyes behind Hengyuan's head. Xu Qi'an and his three people sighed: it's a terrible spiritual sense.

Deliberately speeding up the pace, the four soon arrived in the east of the city, which is a poor area, full of low, dilapidated houses and people wearing stitched cotton padded jackets.

They are yellow and thin in the sun, and their eyes are dull. The children here still have smart light in their eyes, but their thin bodies, dirty faces and always staring at people's wallets make them feel disgusted for no reason.

Xu Qi'an had a great hatred in his heart, but not against the poor and children, but against the environment.

He has seen many pictures of war-torn areas in his previous life. Poverty, hunger and chaos are the same tone. Every time he sees a similar picture or scene, he will have a strong hatred, because he yearns for a better life in his heart and is unable to change it.

It's probably the so-called incompetent rage.

"Keep an eye on your wallets, though they dare not and can't steal your money." Hengyuan's voice came from the front and continued:

"don't give alms here, because it will put you in an embarrassing situation."

He didn't explain the embarrassment.

I know that. As long as I show my kindness, it's a big fat sheep for them... Is monk Hengyuan afraid that we will be angry and hurt the poor here? Xu Qi'an thought in his heart and said:

"I seldom come to such a place. Why don't I work?"

"Most of the people living in this kind of place are refugees without land. They may have had it before, but they can't stand the heavy corvee. They choose to give up the land and go to the city for a living.

"But there is no room for them to live in the city, and from time to time there will be catchers here looking for fish. However, in order to survive, there is no lack of those who commit crimes. "

Master Hengyuan's calm explanation.

While talking, the four came to the Yangshengtang, a courtyard that had been for many years. The plaque on the gate had already faded in the wind and frost.

"A while ago, someone from the government came to repair the courtyard, but I replaced the new plaque with the old one. It's not necessarily a good thing for Yangshengtang to be too bright. Three, please

After entering the sanatorium, Hengyuan led them inside and said, "Mr. Xu, I know you are in trouble. I'm looking for your help instead of borrowing money. It's said that you have a good relationship with the magicians of Si Tianjian. I'd like to ask you to help find the magicians in white and save a child. "

Through the front yard, they entered the messy backyard and came to a woodshed.

There were thick withered grass and quilts in the woodshed, charcoal pots and bowls in the corner, and a thin black dog curled up on the quilts.

After hearing the news, the black dog moved his body and failed to get up. He raised his head and saw a stranger. In his dark eyes, he subconsciously showed flattery, pitiful flattery, and said intermittently:

"Fu ru... Donghai, Daji... Dali."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who had no expression, suddenly froze.

Xu Qian, who was struck by lightning, remembered some of the words he had said when he saved the No. 6 Hengyuan.

"This, this is... The child?" Xu Qian murmured.

"He can only say these eight words." Hengyuan gazed at the black dog with a compassionate face. "I saved him when I was looking for my younger martial brother Henghui. Because he was treated so miserably, he couldn't live long. During this time, I used the air engine to warm his body and barely let him survive.

"But it's not going to last long. He's in bad health and has to be treated, or he'll die in three days at the most. Ordinary doctors can't save him, only the magicians of the sky warden can. I have no choice but to ask Lord Xu for help. "Song Tingfeng opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "maybe death is the best destination for him."

Hengyuan looked at the gong and said in a low voice: "every day when the sun rises, his eyes are bright. I can understand the desire inside, because it is pure hope that he just wants to live.

"To some of you, he may be as insignificant as a weed in the yard. But even grass wants to live tough. "

Song Tingfeng was silent.

Xu Qi'an deeply looked at "black dog" and said, "I know. I'll ask the magician of the sky warden to see a doctor. Master... If you need silver in the future, please come to me. "

With that, he added, "I can give up to three dollars a day."

Three dollars a day? Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao are slightly moved. You should know that eight yuan is one or two, and Xu Qian's monthly salary is only four or five liang of real gold and silver.

Even in the inner city, you can live a more substantial life.

Three dollars a day, three days is one or two, how can he get so much money? Oh, he has a thousand taels of gold from his majesty. That's OK.

Hengyuan shook his head.

"Don't worry, the money is just right. It's like picking it up for nothing." Xu Qi'an said with relief.

Master Hengyuan nodded, appeased the "black dog", led Xu Qian back to the front yard, and said: "two adults, wait a moment, I have something to say with Mr. Xu."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao nodded. One turned to tease the children who were hiding in the room and peeping at the guests. The other talked to the old man who was sitting in the sun at the stone table in the yard.

After entering a humble house, Hengyuan closed the door and said: "Mr. Xu has a deep breath. Is he about to step into the realm of alchemy?"

Is he so accurate? I only know that No. 6 is a monk of eight grades, but I don't know how strong he is. I don't know the length of others, but he knows my depth. Xu Qi'an corrects his face: "what advice do you have, master?"

"Do you have any visualizations?"

"Yes."

Master Hengyuan suddenly nodded and said, "I'm a monk. I can't pay you back. I wanted to give you a picture when you reached the peak of Qi training.

"Now that you have this method, I'll change it to a unique one."

"Heaven and earth cut" I have entered the stage, the advantages and disadvantages of this unique skill are very obvious... It's really time to learn other unique skills to make up for their own shortcomings... Xu Qi'an spirit, "thank you, master."

Hengyuan nodded: "I'm a martial monk of eight grades. I don't know anything about the mysterious magic of Buddhism. I only know some attack methods. The best is the lion roar of Buddhism. "

Output depends on roar? Xu Qi'an was disappointed when he heard it. The lion roar sounds like it's only for mang Fu. It lacks some force.

No. 6 Hengyuan saw the disappointment in Xu Qi'an's eyes, thought about it and said, "I can show you the power of lion roaring."

You don't roar, I'm deaf on the line... Xu Qi'an nodded, worried to remind: "won't affect the elderly and children in the yard?"

Hengyuan shook his head: "I will control the power in this room."

With that, Xu Qi'an saw the bitter six take a deep breath and punch in a normal posture.

This punch is mediocre, double D, no threat at all... He just flashed in his mind, and heard the roar of the lion.

Xu Qi'an has a concussion in his brain and goes into a state of unconscious vertigo. When he finds himself, he sees a fist as big as a casserole against his nose.

Monk Hengyuan closed his fist and said in a deep voice: "this method shakes the spirit, frightens the enemy, and cultivates to a high level. Even the most Taoist Yin God is not immune."

This move with my heaven and earth cut, it's perfect... My biggest concern is empty big, with the lion roar control effect, you are not afraid of the big move failed... Xu Qi'an said happily: "please teach me."

At the same time, a question flashed in his heart: is this special monk just a eight grade monk?

Hengyuan turned to the bedside, pulled out an old wooden box from the bottom of the bed, solemnly took out a picture book and handed it to Xu Qian:

"this book records the method of Xingqi, and my personal enlightenment."

Xu Qi'an reached out and took it. Master Hengyuan held the cover down and said in a deep voice, "I want to pay it back."

Why add this sentence? Ning also heard of my reputation of Xubai whoring? Xu Qi'an nodded: "OK, master."

Out of the room, came to the front yard, met with two colleagues, three people discussed, gathered one or two silver donated to the Yangshengtang.

Taking leave of Hengyuan and walking to the gate, song Tingfeng suddenly said, "wait a minute."

He turned and ran back, staring at the old official without saying a word, gritting his teeth and looking ferocious.

"Big, my lord?" The old official was a little afraid.

Song Tingfeng teeth a bite heart a horizontal, take off the money bag to throw in the past, can't bear to see again, turn around and go.

That's five taels of silver that he plans to go to the Department tonight. It's his salary for one month."Xu Ningyan is a thousand swords old man. If I come to such a place with you in the future, I will take your surname." Song Tingfeng kicked Xu Qian.

Xu Qi'an avoided and sneered: "I don't want you to have my surname. In the future, your son will have my surname."

Song Tingfeng took off the scabbard and chased him.

...

after returning to the inner city, Xu Qi'an left the job of patrolling the streets to his two colleagues and went to the star watching tower by himself.

"Mr. Xu." The white warlocks warmly said hello, and no one stopped him from going upstairs.

Xu Qi'an did not find Chu Caiwei or Song Qing. He caught an alchemist and asked, "where's Caiwei girl?"

"Princess Chang is here. Younger martial sister Caiwei will accompany her to see JianZheng teacher on the gossip platform." Said the alchemist.

My first wife and second wife are both here. Xu Qi'an turns to ask, "where's elder martial brother song?"

"I asked the Yamen for a death row prisoner to study in a secret room."

"where is Xu Qiqing?" he asked