Chapter 32 The Poor Man

Xu Xian?

Who is Xu Xian?

Not to mention the half-human half-demon proprietress kneeling on the ground, even Gao Qianshou couldn't understand what Ning Lang was talking about.

Ning Lang reacted, cleared his throat and said, "No wonder even I was deceived. At first, I just thought it was a black shop that murdered people, but I didn't expect... Fourth Elder, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Gao Qianshou said coldly: "What else can we do? Our Haoqi Sect naturally kills demons when encountering demons, removes evil when encountering evil, and kills demons when encountering demons."

Old things, but also a set of words.

Ning Lang has not answered yet.

When the proprietress who was kneeling on the ground heard this, her whole body trembled again, and she kowtowed with trembling: "Immortal master forgive your life, Xianshi forgive your life, everyone is killed by it, I'm just sucking people's essence, not Killed people."

"What's the difference between inhalation and murder?"

People's practice depends on the spiritual energy, and life depends on the spiritual energy.

A person can survive in the world for a hundred years without spiritual energy.

And if a person loses energy, he may only live for 23 years.

It's the same reason that it's more short-lived.

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, and I ask Immortal Master to spare my life, from now on I..."

Not finished.

She fell to the ground with a thud, and after twitching twice, she was dead.

Ning Lang was stunned for a moment, then turned his face to look at Gan Tang who didn't know when he woke up.

I saw her beckoning, and at the neck of the corpse on the ground, there was an ice soul needle that took the initiative to return to her hand.

"Master, what are you talking about with a goblin, just kill it." Gan Tang said while retracting the needle into her sleeve.

"Sigh~"

Gao Qianshou couldn't help taking a deep breath. What kind of apprentice did Ning Lang accept? It looked harmless to humans and animals. How could he kill someone without even blinking.

Ning Lang sighed helplessly: "The next time you start, can you tell your teacher in advance."

Gan Tang stepped forward to hug Ning Lang's hand and said coquettishly, "Okay, okay, I'll just say it next time."

While speaking, the corpse on the ground slowly returned to its original shape.

It's a little white snake.

Ning Lang lost interest in an instant.

beasts...

He had no interest at all.

Ning Lang waved his sleeves, the window opened, the miasma in the room dissipated instantly, and the corpses of Huang Wease and White Snake were thrown out of the window by Gan Tang Yuqi.

All night.

……

Zhengyang Palace is located next to the Niluo River in the Jiangnan area. There is a river that spans hundreds of miles on the left, and there is a secluded mountain behind it. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. In addition, the scenery in the Jiangnan area is good, so it is not an exaggeration to say that this place is a fairyland.

Due to the Immortal Gate Conference, Zhengyang City has been overcrowded in recent days.

Most of them are monks who come here because of their reputation, so there are no vendors selling snacks and toys on the street. Most of them are selling medicinal herbs, weapons, exercises and other things that can be used in practice. They are in other places. It's hard to see such a scene.

In March, it is rainy in Jiangnan.

When Ning Lang and his party came to the city, it was noon.

Ning Lang and Gao Qianshou discussed it for a while, and decided to find an inn to rest for a whole day. Although they had been on the road for several days, although they had a night's rest in the middle, there was no peace that night, so the four of them were inevitably a little tired.

If you go to Zhengyang Palace at this time, it will inevitably be discussed.

After finding a random inn in the city, Gao Qianshou went straight upstairs to rest. Ning Lang took Jiang Chen and Gan Tang and sat down in the lobby on the first floor.

"Yo, several guest officers, what would you like to eat?" The second shop assistant was a young man with a bright mind, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a thin body and a big head.

Ning Lang smiled and said, "Just come with three or four of your restaurant's signature dishes."

The shop assistant smiled and said, "Guest officer, did you call over there?"

Ning Lang looked at him in confusion.

The shop assistant hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "Don't get me wrong, guest, if you come from the north, then I'll tell the back kitchen to add more oil and water, which has a strong taste, and if you come from the south, I'll tell the back cook to add more oil and water. If you come from the west, I'll ask the kitchen to put more chili peppers, people there like spicy food."

This little guy is pretty smart.

With a smile on Ning Lang's face, he took out a small piece of silver from his arms and handed it to him: "It's better if the taste is lighter, this is your reward, take it."

"Okay, thank you sir."

The shop assistant happily took the money and went to the kitchen.

There are many valuable things in Ning Lang's storage ring now. Last time he got a reward of 200 taels for beheading a human-faced spider. Naturally, he won't be as stingy as before.

But not long.

Jiang Chen suddenly pointed behind Ning Lang and said, "Master, look."

Ning Lang turned around and took a look...

On the other side of the counter, the shopkeeper of the inn was using a ruler to beat the second shopkeeper's palm. The silver on the counter was obviously the broken piece of silver that Ning Lang had just given.

Ning Lang's eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed.

After a quarter of an hour, the shop assistant placed two plates of dishes on the table in front of Ning Lang with red eyes. He forced a smile and said, "Sir, take it easy."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

"and many more."

"Is there anything wrong with the guest?"

Ning Lang asked, "Why did the shopkeeper beat you just now?"

"This this……"

The shop assistant glanced at the counter subconsciously, and when the shopkeeper was not there, he lowered his head and explained: "The shopkeeper said before that the money from the guests should be handed over to him, I didn't give it to him just now, so... At once……."

Ning Lang sighed softly, waved his hand and said, "Understood, you can go."

The shop assistant left silently.

Jiang Chen looked at the shop boy with some sympathy and said, "Master, he is so pitiful."

Ning Lang didn't answer, picked up the glass and drank.

……

There were too many people in the inn, and there was only one vacant room left.

At night, the three masters and apprentices could only sleep in one room.

Gan Tang was lying on the bed, Ning Lang was sitting at the end of the bed, and Jiang Chen was sitting alone at the table and sleeping on the tea table.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Ning Lang subconsciously glanced under the crack of the door and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"Guest officer, it must be very crowded for the three of you to sleep on the same bed. I found a mattress for you."

It was the voice of the shop assistant during the day.

Jiang Chen raised his head and glanced at Ning Lang. After seeing Ning Lang nod, he got up and stepped forward and opened the door.

The shop assistant walked up with a smile on his face, and while spreading the mattress in his hand on the ground, he smiled and said, "There is really no way, there have been so many people in Zhengyang City in the past few days, so I can only aggrieve the three guest officials first. in a room."

With the character of the innkeeper, since he has already received the housing money, there is absolutely no need to send Xiao Er to bring the bed and mattress up.

There is only one reason for that.

This is the shopkeeper's own idea.

But the question is, why did he do this?
Ning Lang thought about it carefully and seemed to have guessed a few doorways.

Seeing that the shop assistant didn't leave after laying the mattress, Ning Lang took the initiative to ask, "What's your name?"

"Song Zhifei."

"Are you short of money?"

Song Zhifei was silent at that time.

It seemed that Ning Lang had guessed correctly.

Song Zhifei brought the bed and mattress over at night. He must have seen himself making a lot of money during the day. He wanted to take advantage of the shopkeeper's sleep time to secretly do a pleasant thing to see if he could get him to give him some more money.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ning Lang said again, "Aren't you afraid that the shopkeeper will find out if I give you money?"

Song Zhifei immediately shook his head and said, "He's already asleep, I'm sure I won't let him find out."

Sure enough, it was for the money.

Ning Lang really didn't expect Song Zhifei to be a little money fan.

Is it true that poor people must have something to hate?
Ning Lang took out another piece of silver from his bosom and was about to hand it to Song Zhifei, but the latter knelt on the ground with a thud, choked and said, "It's all because my sister has a cold and is in urgent need of silver for treatment, guest officer, you If you have a good heart, can you give me more money? I work in an inn, and it only costs [-] taels a month, but it costs [-] taels to ask a doctor for a visit, and even more than a dozen taels for a medicine. My sister has already I've been lying in bed for two months, I really can't help it, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you by being a cow and a horse."

After Song Zhifei finished speaking, even Gan Tang was a little moved, not to mention Jiang Chen.

Ning Lang asked, "Where is your sister?"

"She's in the backyard."

"Take me to see."

Song Zhifei wiped away his tears and asked in confusion, "Now?"

"Ah."

……

(End of this chapter)

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