stonecrandall Chapter 42 Survival +42
Chapter 42 Survival +42
Recently, Yan Ting found that he was either on the road or on the road, but he had no choice but to match the speed of most people in the world.
Life is not easy, Huhu sighed.
The little fox in Yan Ting's heart lay powerlessly on the ground, turning into a fox pancake, with 'so boring' written all over the fox's face.
He is now going to the capital to meet Su Mengzhen, the world-renowned Su landlord.
Yan Ting is always worried that he will be tainted with karma, so he basically doesn't kill/people, but he can't ignore what happened to his face.
So he actually captured a lot of people along the way, some of them committed crimes to death, he simply crippled the opponent's martial arts, and then sent them to the nearest yamen.
Stopping and stopping along the way, he finally arrived in the capital three days later.
As for things like road guides, he had already greeted Wuqing, registered again and got one.
Every time he entered the capital city and watched the lively scene and the strict security, Yan Ting had the illusion that a countryman had entered the city.
But it's still early, so I'm not in a hurry to find Master Su. If the other party is still resting or resting, wouldn't he be very abrupt in the past?
And it's almost noon now, it's indeed time to eat, if it was later, he might be taking a nap, so I might as well go find him later.
In short, send the greeting cards in advance to save those who are shut out or misunderstood.
He sent the greeting card like an afternoon letter, directly throwing it to the guard at the door, and then led the horse away. Before leaving, he put down a sentence: "Greeting card."
It can be said that it is quite perfunctory, and he is not distracted, but he does have this strength.
Therefore, the guard at the door sent it in immediately after seeing the signature on the invitation.
Su Mengzhen looked at the invitation that was delivered to her, and there was a sense of helplessness in her eyes, but she felt a little appropriate in her heart, because the person who sent the invitation even considered that he would take a nap, and said it very bluntly. It is pointed out in the invitation that I just want him to have a good rest and take a nap.
At least don't keep your eyes open until the afternoon.
Su Mengzhen couldn't help smiling slightly, and there was a strange lightness on her sickly face: "Miraculous doctor Yan is a very considerate person."
Bai Choufei and Wang Xiaoshi next to him didn't object to this, and of course they were not afraid that Yan Ting would be impersonated, because only this person is the most difficult to be impersonated.
Unique hair color and eye color, how to fake this?It is simply difficult to go to the blue sky.
As for the considerate Miracle Doctor Yan they talked about?
Yan Ting is now reflecting on himself: Although he wants to meet more people, travel more places, and find people or things that may have a chance, is he too busy?
Didn't he come to look for a chance (holiday) fate (holiday)?
If we talk about chance in the world of cultivating immortals, some of them will not be discovered until months at least, or decades at most. Are there so many people in this world?
Why so many things every day?
Is this arena too crowded?
Yan Ting couldn't think about it, so he led the horse to the servant, and said again: "Is there a private room?"
The boy carefully put away the broken silver, and smiled openly: "Guest officer, please! You go to the second floor!"
Yan Ting nodded, walked into the restaurant wearing a veiled hat and lifted the veiled hat—to be honest, his hair color was too conspicuous, even the veiled hat couldn't cover his long hair, so when he really wanted to hide his identity He will pull it up.
This restaurant is Yuxuanlou, although he will give money normally when he comes to consume.
The boy/boy at the door may happen to have never seen him, so he said "guest officer", but it doesn't matter, the shopkeeper can always recognize him.
Sure enough, Yan Ting only took two steps before he was spotted by the sharp-eyed shopkeeper behind the counter, who greeted him with a warm smile: "Oh, why are you here? Are you alone? Where do you want to sit? "
It's a good time to eat, the restaurant can be said to be full of people's voices, and you can't hear what the other party is saying when you are far away.
Business is booming. At this time, the private rooms are probably already occupied, or almost booked. Most of the people who come to dine at such peak hours can only be in the hall.
Yan Ting hesitated for a moment: "Is there any private room?"
It stands to reason that there will always be a spare room.
The shopkeeper was a little bit embarrassed, but he felt that it was normal. Seeing that the person who gave the money was Yan Ting, the genius doctor, he was naturally the flower of Gaoling. He was not willing to communicate and liked quiet characters. Is it too close?
And in fact, when they buy these restaurants, they will naturally have something like a backyard. The real power holders often don't show themselves on the surface.
Fortunately, there is spare time today, so it was the right choice to prepare a few more rooms. He heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, but you have to move to the backyard, this way please!"
While the shopkeeper heaved a sigh of relief, Yan Ting also heaved a sigh of relief.
It couldn't be better, he just thought he was going to sit in the hall, the kind of person who always seems to be discovered by others, and thus has something to look for, or begs to come to the door.
After all, there are too many people in the Jianghu who want to be cured, but there are too few rich people, and there are not so many self-conscious good people. His whereabouts are uncertain, so he is so leisurely. If he stays in one place all the time , those people will turn into flies, surround them day and night, unable to read their faces, their skins are extremely thick, as thick as a wall of iron!
When he sat down, he suddenly thought of Yuan Suiyun from Wuzheng Villa.
This person and his father naturally wanted to send him a post, but they hadn't been able to deliver to him, and he always felt that there was something wrong... Anyway, it was his intuition that he couldn't explain.
Yan Ting calculated carefully in his heart, and always felt that the other party had no luck, and there was no difference between him and Hua Manlou except for the age of blindness. I heard that his martial arts were actually very advanced, so why didn't he do anything? Woolen cloth?
His animal intuition made him avoid thinking about it at this moment. He thought that he didn't know what to eat, so he asked hesitantly, "What's the signature dish?"
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In the afternoon, Yan Ting arrived at Jinfengxiyu Building as scheduled, and he didn't even need to declare his identity, so he was invited in. The whole journey was smooth, and there was no one to stop him. It can even be said that there was no one on the road.
Probably because of his aloof personality, he deliberately cleared the guards on the road, and most of the guards are indeed not in the capital, but in the north.
The most interesting thing is that Liu Fen Ban Tang has disliked them for a long time, but after all, they are also from the Song Dynasty. If they don't work hard, they can't stop others from doing hard work... That's the reason.
Therefore, even though Liufenbantang's strength was a bit higher than that of the Golden Wind and Rain Building during this period, they never took advantage of their defense emptiness to seize the foundation, and they even restrained the people under their banners.
Moreover, if Su Mengzhen is still there, there will be no such thing as the collapse of the Golden Wind and Rain Building. After all, most of the backbone is still in the north, so what's the use of snatching the foundation?
The Golden Wind and Drizzle Building can exist, never because of their building!
——It’s because of the loyal Su Mengzhen who took over the heavy responsibility from Su Muzhe who founded the Golden Wind Drizzle Tower!
Now, Yan Ting is about to meet this legendary Lord Su.
Coincidentally, the level of legend of the Lord Su made Yan Ting feel that he was very similar to his master, or his master's master... maybe it should be called the sect.
Their sect is well-known in the world of cultivating immortals. After all, there are a lot of resources and their swordsmanship is changeable. Naturally, sword cultivators are better than each other, and their combat power is naturally top-notch, so every generation of righteous leaders come from their sect. Door.
That is to say, every generation of righteous leader is sword cultivator, because there is only sword cultivator in their sect, but they are also called single sect.
"Lord Su." While thinking, Yan Ting had already walked to the place, looked at the sick and weak young man lying on the bed, and paused for a while before remembering to confirm with the two guards next to him. They nodded before he dared to talk to Su Meng Say hello to pillow.
It's not his fault, the fact is that the young man on the bed looks too weak, his face is pale and his lips are colorless, if he had to say, it is definitely a miracle to be able to live to this day!
Su Mengzhen looked weak after a long-distance raid...Indeed, he had rushed back from the north, and most of the other cadres and brothers were still on the way.
If they hadn't learned that Miracle Physician Yan agreed to treat him, they probably wouldn't have reluctantly agreed to let Su Mengzhen speed up his journey, because his body is so fragile that he might have to lie in bed for a few days even if he moved his hand.
And along the way, they have persuaded them many times, and now judging from the expressions of the two of them, it is obvious that they have failed, otherwise they would not have looked at Yan Ting with implicit expectations.
Yan Ting instantly felt a lot of pressure, but for him, what could be easier than curing a disease?This is not related to karma at all, it only remembers his merits!
Su Mengzhen coughed twice, and said in a warm voice, "Master Yan, although it's our first time meeting, I also want to thank you for your willingness to heal me."
Yan Ting is really not good at communicating with such people, and people like Su Mengzhen are of the same type as Hua Manlou, they are very good at listening and talking to him with gentle topics.
So at this time, he just needs to nod.
But he still has to explain his strangeness: "I don't like to be in close contact with people."
Wang Xiaoshi on the side was stunned: "Then how should the treatment be?"
Yan Ting hesitated, and the folding fan couldn't help but rest on his chin: "Mmm..."
I really want them all to go out, although he admires Su Mengzhen, but Jinfengxiyulou can't catch up with those people who were in Huamanlou back then, there are so many people, so naturally there are too many people, and the words are not strict, let alone maybe There will be spies elsewhere.
Su Mengzhen may have seen his hesitation. After all, there are many people who want to deal with him. If he had no vision, the Golden Wind and Rain Tower would have ceased to exist.
So he said: "Go out and wait, no one is within ten meters, wait until the door opens, or I call you to come in again."
Bai Choufei: "But..."
Yan Ting's martial arts are so strong that even they can't see the slightest clue, they naturally know that they will be at least at the same level as them, it's hard to say that they are brothers, they should be stronger.
In fact, Wang Xiaoshi was also very worried, but Su Mengzhen's attitude was really tough... It would be better to say that he had already made up his mind, and no one could hold back his decision.
So he grabbed Bai Choufei who was still about to speak, bowed to thank Dr. Yan, and asked him to do his best, then closed the door and exited.
Now it was just the two of them in the room.
Naturally, Yan Ting would not do his best during the treatment, he also likes Su Mengzhen very much, this is the reason.
Su Mengzhen's body is so weak, leading Jinfeng Xiaoyulou to fight, it is obvious that he puts the country first and has a strong sense of family and country.
When Yan Ting was in the world of cultivating immortals, their sects were basically not in the borders of various countries, but he was also very proud of his own sect, and was willing to contribute to slaying demons and demons.
Therefore, he can still understand Su Mengzhen's approach very well. If his own sect is invaded by the demons, he himself will also raise his sword to fight.
——Using a folding fan and not holding the hilt doesn't mean he can't use a sword. What's more, as long as he is around, he can emit sword energy with anything, because he has already reached the state of being a sword himself.
Moreover, the size of their sect was actually not much different from the land area of the Song Dynasty, which made it even more difficult for Yan Ting to stand idly by.
Although Yan Ting had already sat down on the wooden stool, he was still far away from Su Mengzhen, even Su Mengzhen hesitated: "Genius doctor?"
"Please keep it a secret." The so-called genius doctor raised his head, and his golden eyes looked directly at him, pointing directly at this landlord Su who seemed easy to get along with, but was actually alienated from most people.
Master Su looked at him, his slightly shallow eyes curled up: "Okay, I swear."
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