Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 26
"Master?"

When the voice came over, leader Zhao came back to his senses with an "ouch", rubbing his hands anxiously and walking back and forth.

"Why did he come back?"

If it wasn't for the matter of the Liu Mansion, he actually liked that little apprentice quite a bit, he could make up stories, he could humbly ask for advice and carve wood carvings, and he was more gentle and polite to others, but when he thought that the other party could use spells, he was somewhat afraid.

The movement of the performance on the stage outside became quiet at this moment, and for a moment, three apprentices ran in hurriedly with wooden carvings in their hands, pointing outside with their mouths open, ahhh, speechless in a hurry.

It was San'er who stomped his feet and roared loudly: "The fourth child is back."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yuan's voice sounded from the back hall.

"Senior brother three sounded very kind."

Over there, the four old men Zhao turned around and turned around, and saw a figure in a light blue robe walking in, and there were two other people beside him, an old man in ragged clothes looked around, curiously playing with the wooden carvings; the other, They have all seen it, it is the fat Taoist priest who went to the old Wang's house to cast ghosts.

How did these two get mixed up?
Old man Zhao wanted to step forward, but he retracted his feet, and asked the three apprentices to move the chairs, "Brother Chen, aren't you in the Liu residence? Why are you back in Funiu Town?"

That day, he said that the other party had already left his teacher, and it was a little inappropriate to call him an apprentice. After all, he was not the kind of apprentice who preached and taught.

"The matter of Liu's residence is over, so I walked around and thought of something, so I went back to Funiu Town to have a look." Chen Yuan cupped her hands and bowed to the three senior brothers.Then I invited the other party to sit down together, in identity with the old man's apprentice Liang Yu and others, without the title of "Senior Brother", it is also okay to call "Senior Brother" with friendship.

The teacup decorated with porcelain flowers was filled with clear tea, and it was gradually warming up. Chen Yuan put the burden in her hand on the table, and there was a soft 'dong' sound.

Leader Zhao looked at him in amazement, got a signal, and slowly stretched out his hand to untie it. A few pieces of silver ingots immediately slid down the table.

hiss~
Eldest brother Liang Yu took a deep breath, and stared straight at the pile of silver ingots in the bag. If these were exchanged for making money, he could buy a small courtyard in Funiu Town.

Old man Zhao has been in the opera troupe for many years, and naturally he has made a lot of money, but seeing so much piled up in front of him in one breath, he forgot the identity of the opposite party for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Chen Yuan for a while.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"The money is all for Master Zhao."

Chen Yuan brought tea to Fat Taoist and asked him to bring it to the master, then he directly talked about the business, roughly speaking about the theater troupe stories and wood carvings according to his wishes, raising more people, and taking them to perform everywhere.

"That's all. In the future, I will not take any income from the theater troupe."

'Really so good? '

Old man Zhao was suspicious, but he saw Chen Yuan on the opposite side looking at him with a smile, followed by a smile, and took the silver on the table.

The money will be paid by the other party in the future, and the stories are all hits, and the money earned does not need to be distributed, at most it will be a few more places.

"Let's just serve this bowl to eat, and why not go out to pick up jobs if we don't have today's business?"

In such words, he clapped the board in front of the three apprentices, asked San'er to catch up, and took Chen Yuan to an empty house of the theater troupe to stay.

Of course, the fat Taoist who was following Chen Yuan felt a little upset, it was like digging out a piece of meat from him when he gave out so much money.

Arriving at a house in the town, San'er unlocked the door and pushed the door in.

"Old...Brother Chen, this is the place. Master has bought it for many years, and I can't bear to live in it on weekdays."

The house is old and old, and from the dust on the door, it can be seen that the old man Zhao has hardly been here. After driving the ox cart in, he took out the things in the cart and moved them into the house.

Seeing that there was a thick layer of silver ingots under the car, and a woman in a fluttering dress came out from behind, San'er's eyes straightened.

'My mother... the fourth child went out for a trip and earned so much money.The woman next to her is not as good-looking as all the women in Funiu Town. '

Seeing him in a daze, the fat Taoist carrying silver ingots and puppets elbowed him and laughed, "Don't look, it's not yours either, so you don't have to go back and change the mattress tomorrow morning."

"Oh……"

San'er came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his gaze, bid farewell to Chen Yuan who came out of the room and left.

"They're afraid of you."

The woman stood under the eaves holding the green sword, looking at the figure who hurriedly left, "This is the difference between a cultivator and an ordinary person."

"Human nature." Chen Yuan smiled, raised her hand and pushed, the courtyard door over there closed automatically, he walked into the middle hall, lit the oil lamp, the dim light gradually brightened, and the woman also walked in, with pure and clean palms With a brush, the dust on the chair beside him was swept away, and she sat down quietly.

Seeing the man on the opposite side staring at Dou Da's lights in a daze, she spoke slowly in a cold voice.

"Some people don't understand why you want to save me?"

"Didn't you say that, I don't want to have any grudges with others, I just want to do my own thing." Chen Yuan looked at the lights and smiled, talking about everything in Funiu Town, "You have also seen that I did come out of the theater troupe. The household registration is also an actor's registration, but it will be changed in the future. After all, there are a lot of things to do, to have a suitable identity, that's about it, is there any doubt?"

As he spoke, he threw the porcelain bottle over, "Take the medicine yourself, and leave as soon as you recover from your injuries."

The woman took the vial and listened quietly, looking at Chen Yuan's eyes with disbelief.

"It's really only these? I still leave?"

Chen Yuan smiled and shook her head. He knew what this woman was thinking, and if he were himself, he might be suspicious. After all, the two sides had fought fiercely before, but no one would believe that they wanted to let the other party go.

Immediately, he sighed.

"Then treat it as if I have plans... I'm greedy..."

The woman frowned slightly, and raised her shuriken subconsciously. In an instant, Chen Yuan's words continued: "... I am envious of your school's fencing skills... I want to learn it."

"It's not true."

The woman stood up holding the dharma sword, and walked to the room assigned to her. The other party wanted to learn sword control, but naturally refused.Others can't even think about it!

The slim figure stopped at the door, and the woman turned her face sideways.

"Don't mention the matter of learning art again, but... I still want to thank you."

"Then what's your last name? What's your name?"

"Canglan Sword Gate, Zhu Jingshu."

Over there, looking at the closed door, Chen Yuan shook her head with a smile, saying that learning swordsmanship is only perfunctory, so as to save the woman from being suspicious, as if she was trying to trick her.

As for killing the other party at that time, Chen Yuan was not yet able to do that kind of cruelty, but who can say for sure in the future.

After all, this is a world full of gods and ghosts.

The lights were flickering, and he was sweating profusely as he watched the fat Taoist wiping his things. He got up and walked to the door, and pinched out his fingers. The remaining puppets and silver ingots in the car floated into the open window lattice.

The fat Taoist stared round his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It's early to use this ability...

He tilted his head dully, and Chen Yuan spread his hands.

"You didn't mention it."

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

The old cow was hoofing in the yard, as if gloating about his misfortune.

……

The dim light outside shone into the window lattice, revealing the silhouette of a woman holding the dharma sword, sitting on the head of the bed with her knees bent.

Hearing the angry voices of the two people yelling outside, I felt at ease.

(End of this chapter)