I just want to make alchemy, not to fall in love

Chapter 84 Did that brat die? !
Outside Moshui Village, August [-]th, at dawn.

The cyclone in the palm moved slightly, and several piles of fallen leaves were arranged neatly beside the bushes covered by fallen leaves.

Finally comfortable... Fan Wujiu nodded in satisfaction.

"Senior Brother Wujiu, the leader said that the operation to encircle and suppress that handyman disciple went very smoothly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he asked the disciples not to come back, and then just cleaned up the vicinity of Cangwu Peak a few times.

"It is not only to find out Gu Zixu's hiding place, but also to prevent another Xiaoxiao from attacking Cangwu Peak and causing losses to us."

Fan Wujiu stood in front of the bushes, nodded slightly, watched the handyman disciples leave, through the gaps of fallen leaves, he could see that the young man had been in a coma for two or three days and hadn't woken up yet, the injury was really serious.

Momen still needs to search here a few more times. In order to cover this handyman, staying here will make Master suspicious sooner or later.

We have to find a way to get this person away from Cangwu Peak first... Fan Wujiu thought in his heart, in the corner of his eye was the bright red stream beside it, flowing slowly and then converging into a river.

Arranging the dead branches into a raft, he placed the shrub together with the fallen leaves on the raft.

The raft is decorated with piles of fallen leaves, like dead branches entering the river, drifting down the river, pretending to search, while keeping close to the raft to prevent accidents.

It should have allowed him to escape.

……

Mangdang Mountain, August [-]th, early morning.

The clear river is surrounded by mountains, and occasionally a few ducks float and play on the water, showing signs of drowning.

The bearded boy chattered beside the black-faced boy, now that the boss wants to eat fish, he has to go back to the village as soon as he catches the fish.

"Old Jiu, be careful, it's your first time fishing today, don't be nervous... When you see the fishing line move, control your strength immediately, don't let the fish get off the hook..."

But the bearded man's tone was obviously hopeless... Don't say it, don't you really say it, Lao Jiu was wearing a coir raincoat and spent a day fishing in the rain. Except for the fish, he caught a lot of other things.

The black-faced boy nodded with a serious look on his face. When he saw the hook shaking, he immediately reined in the line with a slightly excited tone: "I caught it!"

The fishing line didn't shake much, and it wouldn't be a big fish... The bearded man glanced at it, thinking so.

However, seeing the black-faced boy struggling so hard to retie the line, the bearded man became suspicious... Could it be really a big fish?He couldn't help but look in the direction of the hook.

On the current, the raft was pulled by the hook and slowly pulled closer. The fallen leaves gradually scattered into the water, revealing a figure on the raft.

The bearded man looked at the man a few times, and when he remembered who this man was, his pupils suddenly dilated.

???

Why did you catch a god of plague to come up? !
"Boss, I caught a big fish!" The black-faced boy said complacently, and he was still reeling in the line.

The blue waves on the river are rippling, and the raft being pulled ripples on the water surface.

The duck floating on the water approached the raft curiously. After seeing the man's face clearly, it seemed to recall some bad memories. It flapped its wings in fright and fled away, splashing a burst of water.

The black-faced boy still took care of reeling in the line. When the fishing line was fully retracted, he looked at the figure on the raft and exchanged glances with the bearded man next to him, and the two were silent at the same time.

Isn't this the God of Plague who turned against them and robbed them more than a month ago?It seems that they are the masters of the family, do you have a relationship?
This is so weird... Is Lao Jiu able to catch anything except fish...

"The master should know this person, bring him back to the village, and let her have a look when the master comes back at night."

……

Qinghe Town, Zhouche Inn.

Dozens of tables are spaciously placed in the inn, and the most popular one in the inn has a small table for a new storyteller to use for storytelling.

Diners are chatting here.

Recently, in the outskirts of Qinghe Town, the Momen's humiliating defeat of arresting a handyman disciple and losing troops has become the biggest topic in Qinghe Town in the past two days. Many diners have used this as an after-tea conversation, which is very interesting.

"Is he really a handyman disciple?"

"Do you think that the cat raised by my uncle's niece's third uncle's daughter is in the magic gate and witnessed the whole process..."

"I heard that one person alone solved the two elders of the Demon Sect. He is a true hero, but he died a bit miserably after being caught."

"I'm funny! The handyman you mentioned is my classmate..."

"Mr. Zhao is here, shhh, don't interrupt his storytelling, just listen to his narration, and finish listening to what he said yesterday."

"..."

"Snapped!"

All the diners were talking about it, and suddenly they heard a stroke, and couldn't help but look forward together:

The handsome storyteller is not tall, with a fair and slightly round face. He boldly stood on the table with one foot, looked at the guests, and opened his fan with a "swish":

"We looked at yesterday's disassembly, but said that the handyman put his five fingers together into a palm, and that's it!" The storyteller closed the fan suddenly, with his left hand as his palm, and then flew in mid-air. Diners are immersed in it.

"This trick is called the Sand Palm of the Bei Subway, and it immediately beat the Seventh Elder of the Demon Sect to the point where he couldn't find Bei... This part of the story will come to an end here."

"I haven't listened to it enough..."

"Okay! Another one!"

The audience applauded.

"Since everyone is so supportive, let me tell you the story of Moshui Village..."

The storyteller is also very useful, he can't stop talking, just when he was about to continue talking, he saw a strong middle-aged man rushing in at the door of the inn.

There was a thump in my heart... I slipped out to play for a month, why did Uncle Zhong come?

Closed the fan apologetically, the storyteller hurried away from behind, not letting Uncle Zhong catch him.

Since Uncle Zhong is nearby, let's go back to the cottage to avoid it and eat dried fish... huh huh.

In the inn, a young man left in a hurry after listening to the half-time storyteller's story, heading towards the Hall of Rejuvenation.

……

Rejuvenation Hall.

Under the ancient tree, the raging autumn rain wet the stone chessboard, leaving dark stains. Li Xingyuan took a sip of wolfberry water, looked at the hazy sky, his lips and teeth were full of bitterness... Take the medicine When it was over, he went back to his old job.

And recently, there was a young man who went to Yihong Courtyard with him every day, threatening him with the so-called "nothing", in order to prostitute his money and medicine for free.

Oh shit!

But Wuyou, what happened to that kid, I don’t know where he has gone now, and he went to fall in love with the devil’s maiden?His elixir is gone, and he can no longer return to his old business.

"Suck it-"

"what--"

Li Xingyuan took another sip of wolfberry water, the bitterness between his lips and teeth spread to his heart

"Master... just went to listen to a storytelling, and I think it's quite interesting." Li Zhenfan recounted the plot in detail, which attracted Li Xingyuan who was beside him to nod, and changed the topic:
"Why don't you learn alchemy and go listen to storytelling and catch fish?"

Li Zhenfan quarrels with Li Xingyuan every day: "Master, you are always the same. Ever since Wu gave you the elixir, you have never refined the elixir..."

Come on, Master, hurt each other!

Not wanting to talk to his apprentice, he thought about the Pingshu story he had just heard.

The devil's handyman, I heard that he even had an affair with the saint... Wuyou is the only one who gets close to the saint!

Wait... the devil's handyman is dead?Li Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, that is to say, did that brat die? !

Damn, what will happen to his glory after you die!

(End of this chapter)