Sister, stay away from me

"She was originally a woman! And if it wasn't for me, this person would have died long ago."

"Okay, say it, I'll listen."

Later, Wang Huai heard the story of the fox fairy Hu Xiaoxiao.

This story is a bit clichéd, it is a story of a fox absorbing a strange thing, and then using the scholar Duan to fade away the demonic energy, and then looking for an opportunity to repay the favor.

After that, the fox demon came to Qingqiu, which is the headquarters of the fox demons, and met the empress she was talking about, Ye Yuan.

Afterwards, Ye Yuan went to the Immortal League to practice immortality, while Hu Xiaoxiao continued to practice until she broke through the mana realm some time ago and awakened her innate magic skills.

After listening to Hu Xiaoxiao's story, Wang Huai nodded.

He knew before that Ye Yuan was the son of a half-demon, and now he confirmed this through Hu Xiaoxiao.

But he didn't intend to delve into this point, but asked Duan: "That is to say, you were the one who framed Duan on the boat back then?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"The elders of the Fox clan helped me calculate that my benefactor's catastrophe was on the way to Beijing for the exam. In order to prevent my benefactor from dying, I had to prevent him from going to Beijing to rush for the exam. He was almost poisoned to death before. In his body, he would have died a long time ago. When his body recovers, I will return it."

After finishing speaking, Hu Xiaoxiao said bitterly again: "I don't know who punched him. As a result, there was a problem with his body that was almost healed. It took me a long time to mend it."

"Ah, it's me." Wang Huai said honestly.

"Your Majesty, this man is really sick!"

"I like that too."

"Your Majesty, come back to Qingqiu with me, and see how sick you are!"

Reminiscent of Duan's inexplicable vomiting of blood, and then inexplicable coma until now, Wang Huai is basically sure that Hu Xiaoxiao's story is true.

"Then why would someone poison Duan to death?"

"I'm afraid it's because of me." Ye Yuan sighed, "Some people don't want me to go to Beijing to rush for the exam. They are afraid that if I break through the realm, it will be bad for them. It's just a mistake, and I accidentally poisoned Duan to death."

"People from your family?"

"Well, it should be my uncle. Brother Wang, otherwise, we should give up this mission. It's just a chance to turn the catastrophe, and there will be more in the future. My uncle is too powerful, we can't resist."

Wang Huai thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime. The other party has already started to target you, so what if you don't give the other party a retribution. Not only do we have to go to Beijing to catch up with the exam, but we also have to test his future. We must let them know that we will not What a mess!"

Ye Yuan looked at Wang Huai, and felt a warm current, which filled her heart with emotion.

I really didn't like the wrong person.

Chapter 40 I Want You

The next day, the troupe dragged the cumbersome tiger demon to the new town.

The guard at the gate of the city was shocked when he saw the tiger demon that was about to fill a carriage, and quickly notified the county magistrate.

After the county magistrate met, he was overjoyed.

This tiger has been entrenched here for a while, but this tiger is extremely cunning. If the people who come are not strong enough, they will become the tiger's snacks. If the people who come are strong enough, the tiger will run away. As a result, there has been no good way.

Over time, this fierce tiger has killed hundreds of people, and it is a great disaster in the neighborhood.

Looking at the huge elephant-like tiger carcass, the county magistrate was amazed, pulled the old man Luo and asked: "Where is the warrior who can kill this tiger alive?"

Before old man Luo could reply, the county magistrate saw a tall and mighty Duan beside him, took his hand and said, "It must be this warrior! He has an extraordinary physique and a burly appearance, no wonder he can do such a feat. "

"I hate it, don't touch other people's hands!" "Duan" slapped the magistrate's hand in dissatisfaction, and directly dislocated the opponent's hand.

Wang Huai walked forward silently, helped the county magistrate straighten his arm, and said in a low voice, "He has some physical problems now, not quite normal."

"Ah, it's a pity. Hey, this little brother is so handsome, is he married yet?"

"No."

"I have a friend whose daughter is in her boudoir, I don't know..."

This time, before he finished speaking again, he found an unkind gaze cast over him.

Seeing that the gaze came from an ordinary boy, the county magistrate wisely shut up.

Why are these people so weird?

But it's a good thing to get rid of the tiger's problem, so don't worry about it.

Leaving a group of people to eat, after the luncheon, the county magistrate said to the class leader, old man Luo: "Mr. Luo, I don't know what your next plan will be?"

"Go to Beijing to celebrate someone's birthday."

"I don't know if we can stay for two days. Eliminating tigers is a big event. We are going to celebrate it. By the way, we can report this to the court and get some rewards. If we are lucky, we can also invite a novelist to discuss this matter." Edit it into an opera, and you can still stage it in the future.”

The novelist is one of the hundreds of schools of thought, responsible for recording the rumors in alley corners, folk tales and monsters, and is quite popular in the market.

However, in the Great Zhou Dynasty when Confucianism was flourishing, novels were not popular and were rated as one of the nine streams.

Hearing that this event might be adapted into an opera, old man Luo was also a little moved.

Although his own theater troupe is a little famous, it is still a little far from taking root in the capital.

If you can have a grand finale, plus you are a person who has experienced it first-hand, it will definitely be of great benefit to the development of your troupe.

However, he did not agree hastily, but turned his attention to Wang Huai.

Noticing old man Luo's gaze, the county magistrate also looked over, feeling that old man Luo seemed to have a lot of respect for Wang Huai.

Could it be that this young man is in charge?

Looking carefully, the county magistrate found that the other party was outstanding in appearance. He was dressed in simple clothes but had an air of extravagance. His hands were fair and he had never done heavy work.

The county magistrate secretly scolded himself for being confused. For such a character, he actually wanted to introduce his friend's daughter to him. No wonder he would be dissatisfied.

Turning his body sideways, the county magistrate looked at Wang Huai and asked, "Little brother, what are your plans?"

"We don't have much time, so we can't stay for a long time. We still need to go to Beijing as soon as possible."

Hearing this, old man Luo sighed slightly, but didn't say anything.

Lives are saved by others, so stop talking at this time.

"However, you can invite a novelist to go to Beijing with us and pick up stories on the way. This way, you can write good things. When you arrive in the capital, the opera can almost be completed. When the time comes, you can publish it directly and earn a lot of popularity."

The county magistrate's eyes lit up: "It's an idea. Okay, then I'll arrange it right away. By the way, here is 300 taels of silver, which is a reward in advance. Please accept it."

Before Wang Huai could reply, the county magistrate smiled and said, "There's no need to refuse. To be honest, I heard Mr. Luo's play once when I was young, and I really remember it very deeply. But after hearing that something happened to Mr. Luo, I wanted to listen to it again but I didn’t have the chance. Now that I see Mr. Luo again, it’s a little bit of gratitude from me as a movie fan.”

The old man Luo with a cigarette in his mouth stared blankly at the county magistrate, then smiled and cupped his hands: "Thank you for the reward from this benefactor."

"Mr. Luo is polite."

After leaving the county office, the group immediately began to replenish dry food and water, oil the carriage, and feed the horses.

After working all day, they finished their preparations and were about to leave early in the morning when the novelist invited by the county magistrate also arrived.

The other party was an uncle who looked a bit sloppy, his long gown was tattered and full of oil stains.

Her long hair was scattered like hemp rope, and her beard, which hadn't been trimmed for a few days, was growing wantonly like cactus thorns.

He walked barefoot on the ground, holding an empty wine gourd in his hand, and shook the wine jug from time to time, hoping to shake out a few drops of wine from it.

Walking to the side of the group, he first said to the county magistrate, "It's late," and then he didn't speak, but looked at Wang Huai and the group seriously.

It wasn't until this time that the person's eyes became sharp.

First, he inspected the members of the theater troupe. He shook his head slightly, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

But after seeing old man Luo, he nodded, as if he was a little interested.

His eyes lit up when he saw "Duan so-and-so" and he clapped his hands: "Wonderful."

Seeing Wu Wei, he became even more excited, clapping his hands and laughing wildly: "It's wonderful!"

Finally, he saw Wang Huai.

The originally excited smile disappeared in an instant, and the expression on his face became serious.

Sitting cross-legged, he took out the crumpled paper from his pocket, smoothed it, and immediately drew with charcoal. After a short while, he drew several sketches of Wang Huai, each of which was lifelike and like a master.

Everyone looked at the uncle's actions and felt confused.

The county magistrate said in a low voice: "This man's name is Dan Qingzi. He is excellent in both poetry and painting. He is also quite accomplished in novels. However, this man has too many eccentricities and offended the powerful in the capital, so he came to me and asked for a job. I think He's been fine recently, let him go to Beijing with you."

"I see." Wang Huai replied, "What kind of eccentricity is that?"

"I don't write about things I'm not interested in, and I don't write about things I don't drink. I also write things according to my own temperament. I don't write what the master asks me to write. I also like to add illustrations when I write things, and the quality of the illustrations is very high."

"It doesn't sound like much, why offend people?"

"He wrote the diary of a certain dignitary into a novel. Ninety percent of the content is sex scenes. What do you think it will look like with illustrations?"

Wang Huai immediately stood in awe.

For this kind of old driver to lead the way, Wang Huai can't wait to take a bath and change clothes now, so as to express his respect for the other party.

After a quarter of an hour, Dan Qingzi finally finished drawing more than a dozen sketches.

Seeing that Dan Qingzi put away the painting, the county magistrate stepped forward and said, "Dan Qingzi, this time you go to Beijing with them, please write the story of fighting the tiger into an opera."

"Who cares about your bullshit and beating tigers!" Dan Qingzi roared angrily.

Jumping in front of Wang Huai, he held Wang Huai's hand and shouted excitedly, "I want you! I want you now!"

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Chapter 41 Bells

"Dan Qingzi, I'm sorry, I beat you up just now."

"It's okay, I was too excited, I forgot the worldly eyes. But your brother Wu Wei is also very good, I can't count how many ribs I have been broken."

"Well... I think it's faster to count how many good ones are left."

On the swaying carriage, Dan Qingzi, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looked at Wang Huai with unconcealable joy in his eyes.

Wang Huai got a little hairy from the other party's fiery gaze, and couldn't help asking: "Well, Dan Qingzi, now I understand that you want me to be the protagonist of your novel, but what do you like about me?"

"Everything!" Dan Qingzi shouted excitedly, "I like your inside, your appearance, and your trouble-making temperament! I decided to use you as the theme." I have already thought of a title for writing a novel about love between gods and immortals, the title is "The Story of the Eight Immortals", and the content is the entangled love story between you and many senior sisters."

"Stop, stop, don't talk about it, besides, I really can't save you. My medical skills are not bad, but I can't bring the dead back to life."

"That's fine. Don't move, I'll draw a few pictures according to your appearance. I usually don't bother to care about the other party's request, but the more I see you, the more I like you, so if you have any requests, just ask."

"...Can the supporting role have more tails?"

"The young man understands very well, how about this?"

Seeing the sketch sketched by Dan Qingzi, Wang Huai sincerely praised: "Master, you must live a long life, and one day less life is the loss of the world."

Wu Wei, who was behind him, also came over to take a look, and felt that he was really hit hard just now, and this person's injury is a loss.

Along the way, Dan Qingzi excitedly pulled Wang Huai to ask non-stop, and Wang Huai could only blur the key information to avoid revealing anything.

Knowing that Dan Qingzi is a master of novels, "Duan" also came over and asked, "Can you arrange a role for me?"

"Of course you can. I felt that you were very funny when I first saw you. You are obviously a strong man on the outside, but you have an unusual tenderness on the inside. So I decided to arrange a eunuch role, which is the failure of the West! This person has strong martial arts, but I like women's clothing, and I'm especially good at using embroidery needles. No, inspiration has come, let me write!"

"Go to the side and write. Don't let Duan see it. He already wants to be you."

"I want to write too! I'm inspired, I'm not happy if I don't write!"

Dan Qingzi began to write vigorously, and he wrote a lot of words in a short time.

When he was dizzy from hunger, he raised his head and found that the troupe's convoy had stopped.

After taking a sip of the wine from the wine gourd, Dan Qingzi jumped out of the carriage and saw that the theater troupe had set up a stage by the side of the road, and dozens of people dressed as businessmen were sitting in front of the stage with small benches, bursting into applause from time to time. .

More than a dozen young ladies also came out to watch the excitement, but they were not watching the stage, but watching Wang Huai who was earning extra money by seeing a doctor next to the stage.

They shyly sat down in front of Wang Huai, and spoke in a bully way: "Little doctor, my chest hurts, can you give me a massage?"

"It's just a little cold, I'll give you a prescription."