Hengy Yuan stopped in his tracks and turned around. Without saying a word, he put his palms together and bowed to Xu Qi'an.
"I want to take a look at the Health Care Hall." Xu Qi'an made his request.
"Sure."
"Let's go together." Xu Qi'an invited his two colleagues.
"Did you not bring any money?" Song Tingfeng gave him a sidelong glance.
Xu Qi'an smiled and did not say anything. After taking two steps, he stepped on something hard. He picked it up and placed it in his palm. "Look, isn't the money here?"
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, "???"
The former stared at the dull silver and said gloomily, "I didn't pay attention when I was walking just now and missed this silver. You took advantage of it for nothing."
'In fact, you missed at least a few taels of silver … 'Xu Qi'an smirked and put the silver into his pocket. He explained, "Master Hengy Yuan lives in the Health Care Hall in the east of the outer city. I heard that the widows and widows there don't have a good life."
"There are many people in the world who don't have a good life." Zhu Guangxiao said in a muffled voice and sighed.
The three of them followed Hengy Yuan out of the inner city and walked toward the Health Care Hall in the east of the city. Along the way, Song Tingfeng discovered something interesting.
"Look at this monk. We walk fast, but he walks fast as well. He keeps a fixed distance from us, but he never looks back at us."
Of course, this was not because Hengy Yuan had eyes on the back of his head. Xu Qi'an and the other two lamented in their hearts, 'What a terrifying spirit sense.'
They deliberately quickened their pace and soon arrived at the east of the city. This was a slum area. There were low, dilapidated houses everywhere and people wearing old cotton jackets.
They were sallow and emaciated as they basked in the sun. Their eyes were dull. The children here still had a lively light in their eyes, but their skinny bodies and dirty faces, as well as their gazes that always stared at people's wallets, made people feel disgusted with them for no reason.
Xu Qi'an felt great hatred in his heart, but it was not directed at the poor and children. It was directed at the environment.
He had seen many pictures of war-torn areas in his previous life. Poverty, hunger, and chaos were the same. Every time he saw similar pictures and scenes, he would feel a strong sense of hatred because he was powerless to change it.
This was probably the so-called rage of powerlessness.
"Watch your wallets. They don't dare or have the ability to steal your money." Hengy Yuan's voice came from the front.
"Don't be charitable here, because it will put you in an awkward situation."
"Don't do charity here because it will put you in an awkward situation.
I understand this. As long as I show my goodwill, I will be a fat sheep to them … Is Monk Heng Yuan afraid that we will become angry out of humiliation and harm the poor people here? Xu Qi 'an pondered in his heart and said,
"I rarely come to such a place. Why don't I work there?"
"Most of the people living in such a place are refugees who don't have land. They might have land in the past, but they can't stand the heavy labor, so they choose to give up their land and come to the city to make a living.
"But there's no space for them to live in the city. From time to time, there will be catchers coming here to look for targets. However, in order to survive, there is no lack of criminals among them. "
Master Hengy Yuan explained calmly.
As they spoke, the four of them arrived at the Health Care Hall. It was a very old courtyard, and the plaque on the door had long since faded in the washing of wind and frost.
"A while ago, the officials came to repair the courtyard, but I changed the new plaque back to the old one. It might not be a good thing for the Health Care Hall to be too glamorous. Please! "
After entering the Health Care Hall, Hengy Yuan led them inside and said, "Your excellency Xu, I know you are in trouble. I'm not asking for your help to borrow money. I heard you are friends with the warlocks of the Celestial Commissioner. I want to ask you to help me find the warlocks in white and save a child. "
Passing through the front yard, they went into the messy backyard and came to a woodshed.
The woodshed was covered with thick withered grass and quilts. There was a charcoal basin and a big bowl in the corner. A skinny black dog was curled up on the quilt.
Hearing the noise, the black dog moved but could not get up. It struggled to lift its head. When it saw the strangers, its gray eyes subconsciously showed a flattering and pitiful look. It said intermittently,
"Blessings like … the East Sea, great luck … great profit."
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were expressionless, suddenly froze.
Xu Qi'an felt like he was struck by lightning. He remembered what Hengy Yuan said when he saved him.
"This, this is … that child?" Xu Qi'an murmured.
"He only knows how to say these words." Hengy Yuan stared at the black dog with a compassionate expression. "I saved him when I was looking for my junior, Heng Hui. Because of the terrible treatment he received, he will not live for long. During this time, I used my Qi to nourish his body and let him survive.
"But this cannot last long. His body is in a terrible condition. He must be treated, or else he will die in three days. Ordinary doctors cannot save him. Only the warlock of the Celestial Commissioner can. I have no choice but to seek help from your excellency Xu. "
Song Tingfeng opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Perhaps, death is the best ending for him."
Hengy Yuan looked at the gong and said in a low voice, "Every day when the sun rises, his eyes are bright. I can read the desire in them because it is a pure desire to live.
"In your eyes, he may be as insignificant as the weeds in the yard. But even if it's grass, it still wants to live tenaciously. "
Song Tingfeng was silent.
Xu Qi'an looked at the black dog deeply. "I understand. I will ask the warlock of the Celestial Commissioner to treat him. Master … if you need silver in the future, do not hesitate to look for me. "
After that, he added, "I will give you at most three silver coins a day."
Three silver coins a day? Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were slightly moved. Eight silver coins was one tael. With Xu Qi'an's monthly salary, excluding the Lu Mi, he could only get four or five taels of gold and silver.
Even in the inner city, he could live a relatively prosperous life.
Three silver coins a day, that would be one tael for three days. Where did he get so much money? Oh, he had the thousand taels of gold from His Majesty. That would be fine.
Hengy Yuan shook his head.
"Don't worry. The money came naturally. It was like it was picked up on the street." Xu Qi'an comforted him.
Master Hengy Yuan nodded and comforted the black dog. He led Xu Qi'an and the other two back to the front yard and said, "Please wait for a moment. I have something to say to your excellency Xu."
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao nodded. One of them went to play with the children who were hiding in the room and peeking at the guests. The other went to talk to the old man who was sunbathing at the stone table in the yard.
After entering a simple house, Hengy Yuan closed the door and put his palms together. "Your excellency Xu has a strong breath and is full of spirit. Are you about to step into the Spirit Refinement State?"
Is he that accurate? I only know that Number Six is an eighth-ranked monk. I don't know his strength. I don't know his strengths and weaknesses, but he already knows mine … Xu Qi'an straightened his face. "Master, what can I do for you?"
"Do you have a visualization diagram?"
"Yes."
Master Hengy Yuan nodded and said, "I am a monk. I can't return your excellency Xu's silver coins. I wanted to wait until you reached the peak of the Qi Refinement State to give you a visualization diagram.
"Since Milord has this technique, then this poor monk will change to another technique."
I have already mastered the Heaven and Earth Single Cut. The pros and cons of this supreme art are obvious … I should learn other supreme arts to make up for my shortcomings … Xu Qi'an was refreshed. "Thank you, master."
Hengy Yuan nodded. "I am an eighth-ranked monk. I don't know any of the mysterious spells of Buddhism. I only know some offensive techniques. My specialty is the Buddhist Lion's Roar. This technique is both a visualization technique and a supreme art. "
"It's a set … Does the output depend on the roar …" Xu Qi'an was disappointed. The Lion's Roar sounded like it was used by a boorish man.
Number Six Hengy Yuan saw the disappointment in Xu Qi'an's eyes. He thought for a while and said, "I can show you the power of the Lion's Roar."
"As long as you don't make me deaf …" Xu Qi'an nodded and reminded him worriedly, "Won't it affect the elderly and children in the yard?"
Hengy Yuan shook his head. "I will control the power in this room."
After saying that, Xu Qi'an saw Number Six take a deep breath and punch with a normal posture.
This punch was ordinary, with double D strength and speed. It was not a threat at all … Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he heard the majestic Lion's Roar.
| `O ′ | Roar ~ ~
Xu Qi'an's brain shook and he entered a state of dizziness. When he regained his senses, he saw a fist the size of a casserole pressing against the tip of his nose.
Hengy Yuan retracted his fist and said in a deep voice, "This technique can shake the Primordial Spirit and intimidate the enemy. When cultivated to a high level, even the most powerful Yin Spirit of Taoism will not be immune to it."
This move is perfect with my Heaven and Earth Single Cut … My biggest concern is that I will miss. With the control effect of the Lion's Roar, I won't have to worry about my big move missing … Xu Qi'an said happily, "Master, please teach me."
At the same time, a question flashed through his mind: Is he really just an Eighth Rank Martial Monk?
Hengy Yuan turned around and walked to the bed. He pulled out a worn-out wooden box from under the bed and took out a book solemnly. He handed it to Xu Qi'an.
"This book records the Qi Channeling Method and my personal understanding of cultivation."
Xu Qi'an reached out and took it. Master Hengy Yuan pressed the cover and said in a deep voice, "You have to return it."
Why did he add this sentence? Ning Ning has also heard of my, Xu Baihuo's, fame? Xu Qi'an nodded. "Yes, Master."
He left the room and went to the front yard to meet up with his two colleagues. The three of them discussed for a while and decided to donate one tael of silver to the Health Care Hall.
After saying goodbye to Hengy Yuan and walking to the door, Song Tingfeng suddenly said, "Wait a minute."
He turned around and ran back. He stared at the old official without saying a word. He gritted his teeth and looked ferocious.
"Sir?" The old official was a little scared.
Song Tingfeng gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He took off the money bag and threw it at him. He could not bear to look at it anymore, so he turned around and left.
That was the five taels of silver he planned to go to the Musical House tonight, which was his monthly salary.
"Damn Xu Ningyan, if I come to this kind of place with you again, I will take your surname." Song Tingfeng kicked Xu Qi'an.
Xu Qi'an dodged and sneered. "I don't want you to take my surname. In the future, your son will take my surname."
Song Tingfeng took off the scabbard and chased after him.
…
After returning to the inner city, Xu Qi'an left the work of patrolling the street to his two colleagues and went to the Stargazing Tower.
"Prince Xu." The warlocks in white greeted him warmly, and no one stopped him from going upstairs.
Xu Qi'an looked around but did not find Chu Caiwei or Song Qing. He stopped an alchemist and asked,
"Where is Miss Caiwei?"
"Princess Royal is here. Junior Sister Caiwei is accompanying her to meet the Supervisor at the Eight Trigrams Platform." The alchemist said.
"My first wife and second wife are here …" Xu Qi'an turned to ask, "Where is Senior Brother Song?"
"He asked the local government for a condemned prisoner. He is studying in the secret room."
"…"
Xu Qi'an gave up the idea of seeing Song Qing and asked, "Where is the kitchen?"
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