I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 642 The intention has been decided
Daoist Qingfeng exchanged a few more words with the Governor Zhang, and Governor Zhang always had some reluctant feelings for the Daoist Qingfeng, and always wanted them to stay for a longer time, but Daoist Qingfeng had already decided to leave. It is still impossible to leave the two of them, the master and the apprentice.

In the end, Daoist Qingfeng and Zhou Ming stepped onto a tall horse respectively, bid farewell to Governor Zhang, waved their whips, and the two rode away. After seeing no trace, he turned back with a melancholy expression.

On the way, Daoist Qingfeng and Zhou Ming slowed down their horses a bit, Zhou Ming turned his face and said to Daoist Qingfeng: "Master, don't tell me, this governor is really a person who values ​​love and righteousness. Both the master and the apprentice are too kind, and they even gave us 1 taels of silver. If we take the money, it is estimated that we will not be able to spend it in several lifetimes. 800 taels, the 500 taels of silver owed to Yuanwai Zhao, can be regarded as settled."

Unexpectedly, Daoist Qingfeng sighed, and said: "Actually, we, the master and the apprentice, can't accept the money. The poor Taoist is afraid of offending the governor, so I let you accept it. We Maoshan people The descendant of the old man, who was supposed to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, treated money like dung, and after eating and drinking at Governor Zhang's house for so many days, and being healed by Governor Zhang, Pindao was already very disturbed."

Zhou Ming curled his lips and said, "Master, I see that you think too much. Both of us, master and apprentice, almost risked our lives because of Governor Zhang's family. Your old man just took the 1 taels of silver." It’s not an exaggeration, I think it’s too little.”

"Presumptuous!" Daoist Qingfeng glared at Zhou Ming, and said displeasedly, "We Maoshan disciples, how can we covet other people's money? What's the use of asking for so much silver? Can you use it with peace of mind?"
Zhou Ming stuck out his tongue, and smiled embarrassingly: "Tu'er knows I'm wrong, you old man, don't be angry, your body will be bad if you get angry, Tu'er just said that casually, and didn't really want that Governor Zhang's 1 taels of silver, but the waist card that the governor gave to your old man is really much more valuable than that 1 taels of silver. Governor Zhang is a second-rank official in the current court, and the entire Qing Dynasty is more senior than him People can count them with their fingers. If we encounter anything in the future, just take this thing out, and their legs will go limp without being scared. The county magistrate will have to kneel on the ground and call us lord... ..."

"Slap!" Zhou Ming hadn't finished speaking, and he didn't know when Daoist Qingfeng rode close to him, stretched out his hand and slapped him hard on the back of the head, and said angrily, "You brat, you've been here all day long!" If you don't know how to learn, you know how to do these crooked things, and you will talk nonsense like this in the future, let me see how I will deal with you as a teacher."

Zhou Ming clutched the back of his painful head, and said with an aggrieved face: "Master... can you be more gentle in the future, old man, the apprentice almost fell off the horse this time, and you are not completely injured yet. Well, if it's all right... the disciple must have been slapped to death by you..."

Daoist Qingfeng wanted to scold him again, but when he turned his head to look, he saw that Zhou Ming's hand injured by the blood corpse was still swollen. Although it was much smaller than before, it looked much smaller than before. One hand was quite big, so he said in a cold voice: "Your boy's hand looks better now... Has the ulcer healed?"

(End of this chapter)