Next to Zhang Ruochen is a very ordinary house. A small river passes by at the door. There is a small bridge, but the house is barely walled. Many places are cracked, but they are extremely clean and tidy.

There was only one bed in one of them, and there was a thin man lying on the bed, weak.

"Cough! Cough cough..." The man suddenly stood up and coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood.

At this time, a golden light suddenly jumped out of the river and turned into a beautiful woman. She didn't have time to observe the riot of the spiritual energy of the next door, and went straight into his room.

He looked at him with concern, and the affection in his eyes could almost melt the ice of the cold winter: "Young Master, this is the spiritual medicine I asked for, just take it."

The man shook his big hand. Although the force was weak, he had a firm attitude: "Get out, get out of here!"

Looking at the magic medicine that was knocked to the ground, the woman's body trembled involuntarily, but then calmed down, walked over silently, picked it up silently, and then placed it silently by the man's bedside.

silence.

The woman was silent.

The man was silent, too.

Everything is in silence.

Then the woman walked slowly to the door and stepped out of the room. The woman stopped and took a deep breath.

"Young Master, do you know? What I like is just the one who tells stories to the fish in the river every day, not the talented man who is famous in Jiangnan... I went up the mountain to pick that elixir myself, and I hope you can recover."

After saying that, she walked out, maybe she knew the result from the beginning.

But since I know, why do I still come here to be wronged?

She actually didn't know much.

I just thought, I couldn't leave the young master alone.

She didn't walk far away. After leaving the door, she leaned against the door, hugged her knees and squatted down, buried her head in her arms, her eyes turned red, but she held back.

You can't cry, you can't cry!

...

The man looked at the spiritual medicine at the head of the bed. He remembered that when he just knocked over the spiritual medicine, he caught a glimpse of the scars on the woman's arm.

I thought, that should hurt a lot!

Obviously, people like you are not worth your doing this, but why... why!

Just let me dissipate in a corner where no one knows it. Wouldn’t everyone be happy?

"A great talent? Hehe...hehe!" The man smiled bitterly, smiling ugly: "The warmth and coldness of human relationships and the coldness of the world, the role I played is actually not important at all. You don't have to do this. I know, it is difficult to take this Youmeng Bailan..."

My nose became a little sore as I smiled.

Cry?

No, he will never cry in his life.

That night, under a spell, he lost his family, lost his status, and lost everything.

He had already dried up his tears.

And she appeared in her own world like a ray of sunshine on that day.

What he felt was not surprise or warmth. He just felt scared after being confused.

He was afraid that it would become a burden to her, so he just wanted to die silently and then decay.

He is no longer the talented man Yu, who is shocked by the ghosts and gods, and his poems have become the world.

"Obviously, I have made up my mind...but..."

He tremblingly reached out to the elixir left by the woman to him... Youmeng Bailan, what a beautiful name.

He was so beautiful that he didn't dare to face it.

In the end, he still...

...

In the alley.

Two people, one big and one small, one front and one back, were Jiujiu and Zhang Ruochen.

The reason why this is here is that someone ruined many things about Tang Ziming when he was practicing. Although Tang Ziming may not care about these, it is better to tell him whether it is reasonable or not.

So the two of them visited and prepared to negotiate the aftermath.

However, the two did not go to Tang Ziming's home, but met Tang Ziming and the other four who were drinking tea and listening to books in a teahouse on the way.

As expected, Tang Ziming, who was rich and generous, did not care and enthusiastically invited Zhang Ruochen and Jiujiu to have tea.

And just then, a pretty maid from Tang Ziming's family suddenly ran over in anger and said, "Young master, young master, it's not good. The master is back, and he came back with Elder Chu of the pleasure boat. He said, "If you don't go back quickly, you will burn the pile of broken...the pile of treasures."

"Old man, you are cruel enough!" Tang Ziming heard his father come back and threatened to burn his baby. He was instantly angry, but after calming down, he became panicked involuntarily.

Lu Shushang and Chu Yueyao were also confused because Elder Chu also came, the Demon Chu who liked to smile and let others die...

Su Bai still hugged his hands and listened quietly to the book, as cold and handsome as ever.

Unexpectedly, the pretty maid looked at him, seemed to remember something, and patted her fair forehead: "Oh, by the way, he also said, if you continue to get rid of the mess like this, you will marry Miss Su Motong. He said that the Su family also has the will."

"What, how can this guy deserve my sister... I don't agree with this marriage, I firmly disagree!" Su Bai was instantly furious, unable to calm down any longer, and shouted loudly.

At this time, everyone who was listening to the book in the teahouse turned their heads and glared at them, and then everyone quietly retreated in this murderous atmosphere.

The moment he withdrew, Tang Ziming rushed home at a rapid speed, and Su Bai followed closely behind, vowing to destroy the scum who was paying attention to his sister.

Lou Shushu and Chu Yueyao could only follow each other.

In the end, only the pretty maid was left to apologize to Zhang Ruochen and the others, and then parted.

"Senior Brother, you broke so many things this time, don't you really need to pay for it?" Jiujiu asked while holding the candied haws in one hand and raised her little face covered with brown sugar.

"This time, my senior brother was not considerate, but those things were small items of low price, which was even more worth mentioning to Mr. Tang. He said he didn't need it, then don't worry." Zhang Ruochen explained with a smile.

"Okay, Sister Yueyao said you want to sell me to pay off your debt..."

Zhang Ruochen held back and refused to let himself laugh and asked, "Oh, is that right? Then how much does she offer?"

"What she said, it's enough to compensate just now... Senior brother, you won't really sell me!" Jiujiu was surprised, three points seriously, and four points uncertainly looked at Zhang Ruochen.

"No, how could senior brother sell you?" Zhang Ruochen said with a serious look on his face. Just as Jiujiu was relieved, Zhang Ruochen said again: "This price is too small, at least twice as much. No, I'll go to her to discuss it."

After saying that, Zhang Ruochen turned around and was about to walk back.

Jiujiu was disbelief at first, then she looked pale and became panicked: "Sir, senior brother, you, don't sell me..."

"Haha, sell it, you must sell it, and it's better to sell it right away."

Zhang Ruochen could no longer help but laughed. This kid...is really interesting.

"Senior Brother! You scare me!" Jiujiu put her hands on her hips, pouted and stared at Zhang Ruochen angrily.

"Hmph, Ignore you!"

As he said that, he suddenly shook the two ponytails that Chu Yueyao had just plated for her, leaving Zhang Ruochen with the back of his head and left.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her angry look and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. The feeling of someone fighting with her is not bad.

...

Passing by the corner, Jiujiu stopped and stared at someone.
Chapter completed!