Dream Journey from Shaolin

Chapter 121 Be My Bodyguard!

The old man wiped away his tears, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, put it on the table and replied:

"Hero Yan, old man, I only have five taels in my whole body. You can see if you can owe the remaining 19 taels first. Don't worry, I will make enough money to pay you back!"

"What? I owe it. I, Yan Chixia, do business to collect money, and I will never default on it. Besides, I am wandering around. If there is no work in Guobei County, I will go to other places. How will I ask you to collect money then!"

Yan Chixia slapped the table and cursed,
"But old man, I only have so much now, I really can't get any more!"

The old man explained with a guilty face,
"You still ask me to do things without money? What a bad luck, get out! Get out! Get out! Don't let me see you again, or believe it or not, I'll cut off your head too!"

Yan Chixia picked up the cloth bag on the table and roared at the old man,
The old man was so frightened that he hurriedly got up, said sorry, turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, Yan Chixia stopped him again,

"Wait!"

The old man turned around, only to see Yan Chixia took something out of the cloth bag, and then threw something at him casually,
He hastily stretched out his hand to catch it, and when he fixed his eyes on it, he was startled. It turned out to be one tael of silver.
"get out!"

Yan Chixia waved at the old man impatiently,

"Thank you, Master Yan!"

Holding the silver, the old man turned and left with a look of gratitude on his face.
"Boss, why are my noodles still not good? Can your business continue?"

Yan Chixia put the remaining four taels in the cloth bag into her arms, picked up the giant sword behind her and slapped it fiercely on the table, and shouted at the noodle shop owner in an extremely unhappy mood,
"Guest officer, don't worry, the face is here, the face is here!"

The owner of the noodle stall wiped the cold sweat from his head, and quickly brought up the noodles. When he met this ruthless person who single-handedly chopped down the Viper Gang, he was usually ruthless, and his heart trembled a little at this moment.

"Unlucky, I do business at a loss every day, when will I be able to make a lot of money and live a luxurious life!"

Yan Chixia muttered something, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage next to her, and began to eat the noodles with big mouthfuls.

"That old man, he doesn't look like someone with 25 taels in his clothes. You should have known that he couldn't afford that much money!"

While Yan Chixia was eating noodles, a voice came from across the table,

When he looked up, he saw a young man dressed in ordinary clothes and with an ordinary appearance. He immediately frowned.

"none of your business!"

The young man smiled, and instead of answering Yan Chixia's question, he asked:
"Are you the hero Yan Chixia?"

"The next thing is, what, are you going to hire me?"

Yan Chixia looked the young man up and down, joked casually, then continued to eat the noodles with her head down,
He could tell from his clothes at a glance that the young man in front of him was not a rich man.
The young man smiled and shook his head,

"It's not that I want to hire you, but someone wants to hire you, and the price is 200 taels of silver!"

"Pfft! What? One thousand, two hundred taels of silver! Is it real or not?"

Yan Chixia had just stuffed the noodles into her mouth, and before she had time to chew, she was shocked by the 200 taels of silver that the young man spat out.

Looking at Yan Chixia who stood up in shock, and the surrounding streets that were instantly silent because of the 200 taels, the young man nodded helplessly,

"Boss, check out!"

Yan Chixia put the giant sword behind her back, took out a few copper coins from her bosom and slapped them on the table, then pulled the young man up and left:
"Go! Go! Go! This brother, take me to find that one thousand two hundred taels!"

"Don't worry, you can finish your noodles before we go!"

The young man laughed,

"Noodles, what kind of noodles? I don't have the mood to eat noodles now. I want to see if the 200 taels are real. 200 taels! I can't earn that much money in ten years!"

Yan Chixia said excitedly,

"Alright then, Great Xia Yan, please follow me!"

The young man nodded, and led Yan Chixia towards the inn where Jiang Ming was.

That's right, this young man is none other than Jiang Ming's shadow clone,

After three days of inquiring and searching, this shadow clone finally found some traces of Yan Chixia, and on this slightly cloudy afternoon, at the noodle stall on the west street of the county seat, he saw him in person.

To be honest, Jiang Ming still has a good impression of Yan Chixia. Although he is a little greedy for money, there is nothing wrong with exchanging his own labor for wealth.
He is righteous but not pedantic. For Jiang Ming, getting along with people like Yan Chixia is actually more comfortable than getting along with those righteous people who are dedicated to eliminating demons and defending the way.

In the upper room on the second floor of the inn, Jiang Ming, who was practicing, was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and when Jiang Ming saw a shadow clone of himself appearing with the second-generation Yan Chixia, he had roughly guessed what was going on.

"You are one thousand two hundred, oh no, you are the one who is willing to spend one thousand two hundred taels of silver to hire me?"

Yan Chixia looked at the young monk sitting cross-legged on the bed, and suddenly felt that she had been cheated.
This young man looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is still a monk. Isn't it a joke that he can be hired for 200 taels?
"It's the little monk! You can call me Juexin!"

Jiang Ming got up and pointed to the stool beside him, signaling Yan Chixia to sit down first, then took out a gold bar prepared in advance from his arms and put it on the table.
"Sit down first, let's talk slowly, don't worry, 200 taels of silver is nothing to me!"

Yan Chixia looked at the golden bars on the table, there were about ten taels of gold bars, her eyes lit up immediately, and she sat down on the stool. The ten taels of gold at this time was equivalent to more than 100 taels of silver.

"Master Juexin, you are right to hire me. Let me tell you, in this area, I, Yan Chixia, have the best kung fu. The 200 taels of silver is definitely worth your money!"

"You don't need to call Master, just call me Awakening, I know, but I'm not hiring you to kill people!"

Jiang Ming sat opposite Yan Chixia, looked at him and said with a smile,
Yan Chixia was taken aback, with some doubts on her face:

"If you don't kill people, then why are you looking for me? I can do nothing but kill people! Well, saving people, fighting is also fine, as long as the money is in place, I can do it!"

Jiang Ming pushed the gold bar in front of Yan Chixia and said with a smile:

"I want to hire you as a guard to protect me, and 200 taels of silver is the reward for hiring you to protect me for a year!"

"One year? No, one year is too long, do I have to pay more?"

Yan Chixia's eyes lit up, then rolled her eyes again, making a troubled look,

"How much?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows,

Yan Chixia picked up her little abacus and clicked it a few times, and said tentatively:

"You also know that my kung fu is so high, but it is very sought-after. If it takes a year, it will delay my business, so I have to add at least 500 taels, which is 700 taels!"

(End of this chapter)