I have many teachers

Chapter 214 Getting Rich (1\2)

Under the care of Wu Changqing, Wang Anfeng's injury was cleared of the sinister energy, and he was no longer serious. Then he used the silver needle technique to activate the blood, and pretended to be uninjured. It is estimated that he will not be hurt. After discovering the trace, he took the wooden sword on his back and returned to the present world.

Seeing that there was no one around, he breathed a sigh of relief just now, in order to conceal his figure as much as possible, he did not take the official road, but took a long detour, and returned to Fufeng City from another direction.

It was morning when he went out of the city, he ran all the way to fight and healed his injuries in the Shaolin Temple, so far it was a quarter of a century, in late autumn, the horizon was already a scene of the setting sun melting gold.

Standing in front of the city gate, Wang Anfeng turned around and looked at the setting sun in the sky. He saw the stream of blood, winding and stretching from the blue sky, which was the same as the scenery on the Mijia residence that day. The blood spurting from the throat is also somewhat similar.

At that time, his face was so miserable.

Wang Anfeng's thoughts diverged, and he was a little lost in thought for a while.

Pedestrians looked at this dumb boy, wondering what he was thinking, but in a blink of an eye, they forgot about this matter and headed towards the city, thinking about the hot water and food at home, their wives and children, their emotions were quite high.

Crowds of people come and go, the teenagers are on their own side, separated by an inch, but they are out of place.

It wasn't until the sunset went down the mountain, and the sunset glow in the sky gradually thinned, that Wang Anfeng came back to his senses, tightened his clothes, and walked towards the city. The lonely and cold aura dissipated from his body, and he was a peaceful young man again.

His jade hairpin was torn off by the strong wind when he fought Xia Changqing, and his clothes were also damaged. At this time, he just found a grass rope in Shaolin Temple to tie up his black hair at will, and changed into a loose gray dress. Carrying a wooden sword on his back, his appearance was no different from that of a young warrior walking the rivers and lakes.

Ordinarily, those with swords and swords were extremely conspicuous, but young people dressed like this would go in and out of Fufeng City every day. On the contrary, it was very common and did not attract the attention of others.

It wasn't until he entered the city calmly that the young man breathed a sigh of relief. Looking around for a week, he didn't eat many rice grains a day, and he was in Shaolin Temple just now, and he didn't eat. Can't help wrinkling, showing a little bitterness.

This place is close to the city gate, and there are many restaurants and restaurants. Just a casual glance, you can see a dozen or so restaurants of all kinds. There are all kinds of restaurants in the north and south of the Yangtze River. Even in Wangxian County, there are a few restaurants with delicious food. hunger and thirst.

But he just pretended that he didn't see these restaurants, his hands were lowered to cover his stomach, his head was bowed and he walked quickly, struggling in his heart.

want to eat.

No, you don't want to.

want to eat...

No, you don't want to.

Things at the gate of the city are too expensive.

Not cost-effective.

After walking for another ten minutes, I turned to a rather remote street and alley, followed the fragrance for about a kilometer, and saw a small stall. Looking at the stall, the boy still couldn't move. Steps, as if in a daze, walked towards the vendor, and then sat down.

There were two big pots facing the sky on the stall, the soup inside was pure white, and the vegetables and pork were tumbling. After Wang Anfeng sat down, he took out a delicate pocket from his arms, which was quite heavy.

This was found from Xia Changqing's body. He had never seen how much money was inside, but he could see that the weight was about a lot. The young man went in and found something like a jade card and a few ingots. He breathed a sigh of relief. , using strength with his fingers, buckled a small piece from the ingot, spread his hands on the wooden table, and said cautiously:

"Shopkeeper, please bring me a catty of cooked meat, no..."

"Half a catty, half a catty is fine, and a basket of pancakes."

Opening his palm, something in Wang Anfeng's hand fell on the table, rolling around, turning into a golden color, it turned out to be a grain of gold, the storekeeper took a look at the gold, was slightly stunned, then seemed afraid of Wang Anfeng's repentance, took a big stride, He clenched it tightly in his hand with the momentum of the wind and electricity, and took two steps back quickly, shouting loudly:
"Okay, little brother, just wait a moment."

"The food will be ready soon, I will find some money for you first."

The young shopkeeper turned back to the room with a few steps, the young man was stunned for a moment, opened the exquisite purse, looked inside under the skylight, and saw only three exquisite ingots, exuding grace and not dazzling under the dim light There are still a few jade plaques in the golden light.

The handwriting was embossed on it, and it was in the shadows, so I couldn't see it clearly. Wang Anfeng's palm moved slightly, causing the jade pendant to turn away, and he saw the handwriting on it.

'Ten thousand taels. '

Wang Anfeng's heart skipped a beat, almost jumping out of his throat, followed by an absurd sense of unreality.

Fifteen cents for all the pork.

Then this small bag is actually equivalent to...

uh uh...

Equivalent to...

The young man looked dazed, he couldn't come to a conclusion in his mind, instead it turned into a mess, and he simply put it behind him.

Anyway, no matter what the number is, it must be pork that he can't eat all his life. Just now he felt a little guilty because he asked for meat, but now his mood has calmed down, and only the joy of waiting for the food is left.

While carefully putting away the purse, he thought to himself, there is so much money in it, no wonder Xia Changqing hid these things so deeply.

If it weren't for the voice in my ear to remind me, I wouldn't be able to find it at all.

Thinking about it carefully, that voice seems to belong to Third Master, so skillful...

The young man nodded slightly, confirmed the identity of his third master in his heart, and sighed with joy and sincerity.

Sure enough, he is indeed a thief!
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In Shaolin Temple.

Wu Changqing looked at Hong Luoyu who was lying in the air lying in the air, and said:

"When do you plan to teach An Feng Qinggong?"

With a straw in his mouth, the thief lazily said:
"Qinggong... don't rush, don't rush."

"At least wait for his injuries to recover and the impact of the breakthrough to disappear before he can start practicing. Otherwise, it will be difficult to get started, and if he fails, he will become a four-faced person. He will go out and walk in the rivers and lakes, and sooner or later he will hit the streets."

"How can I say that there is his reason for my survival. Now that he calls me third master, he must do his best. It is my first time to be a master, sir, so I have to maintain his majesty. The surname Ying forced me to admit it, and I have to let that kid understand from his heart that I am not a thief, his master..."

Having said that, Fu thought of another thing, Hong Luoyu turned over suddenly, changed the position of the straw in his mouth, glanced provocatively at the green-clothed scholar over there, bared his teeth and said with a smile:

"Speaking of it, old medicine pot, you said that among the four people here, only three seem to be that kid's master."

"Oh, why do I feel that someone is redundant?"

"Ai ai ai, what about you, the surname is Ying..."

The voice fell, but Mr. Ying didn't respond. Seeing this, Hong Luoyu was rather bored and shrugged his shoulders.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Hong Luoyu, and with his lightness skill, he naturally dodged it, but for some reason, he couldn't move an inch, his face froze, and he grabbed his forehead with a palm, Then with a sudden force, he pressed his face directly on the bluestone. The force was so great that it was directly embedded in it.

Where the face rubbed against the bluestone, there seemed to be a curl of green smoke rising.

Wu Changqing looked helplessly at the thief who had killed him again, stuffed the plugs he borrowed from Yuanci into his ears, looked down at the Chinese medicine book in his hand, and murmured in a low voice:

"Today, the third time..."

PS: first update

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