"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, you #￥@￥!"

"Bad power!Bad power!"

"Baoshi#￥&!"

"It's bitter! The bad power#@￥%..."

...

He was shocked by Zhang Qian's crazy actions. Ren Cong and the cloth turbans reached out to hold him and shook him hard.

The mind was pulled back from the nine heavens by the chaotic sound. Zhang Qian looked around with tears in his eyes. Then, he felt a sense of alcohol rising and dizzy. He instinctively hugged his head with both hands and squatted down softly!

Today's blows came too many times, too urgent, and too heavy. They far exceeded his mental endurance!

Thinking back then, the reason why Zhang Qian applied to Shaanxi Normal University was 30% higher than the first-tier line was that he was interested in the normal major and could reduce tuition fees. On the other hand, he was interested in the school's new district in Chang'an University Town, not far from Zhongnan Mountain.

Unexpectedly, after reporting, I realized what it means to run a horse to death in the mountains. Chang'an University Town is said to be backed by Zhongnan Mountain, but in fact it takes an hour and a half to drive from Zhongnan Mountain! However, the famous Xiangji Temple is right next to the university town. After leaving the university town, you can collapse with just one fart!

But just now, Ren Cong told him that he was near Xiangji Temple at this moment! The north of a certain mountain!

Isn’t this exactly the same as the location of Chang'an University Town?

It turns out that he is still in the same place after going around, but he doesn't know whether time has moved forward for hundreds of years or thousands of years?!

Have you seen how naughty children harm insects?

Find a glass bottle containing Coke or Sprite, apply a thin layer of sesame oil on the mouth of the bottle, hold two-thirds of the cold water in the bottle, and then place the bottle facing upwards in the sun.

It won’t take long before greedy insects flew over the smell of sesame oil and crawled around the bottle’s mouth.

Then, insects will keep slipping into the bottle and struggle desperately in the cold water until they are drowned alive.

Now, Zhang Qian feels that he is an unlucky insect. He just took a few glances at his phone while walking and fell into a trap set by God.

But he wanted to climb out of the bottle and fly freely again, but it was harder than climbing to the sky!

"Ren Quan, what's wrong with Master?"

"Ren Quan, please show it to Brother Zhang's family. What's wrong with him?"

"Ren Quan..."

A loud noise sounded around Zhang Qian, but he still couldn't understand half of the sentence. However, Ren Cong and his men were wearing headscarves. Seeing him holding his head with both hands and in pain, he felt unbearable and urged the "doctor" who had applied medicine to his wounds to help.

"It should be due to great joy and sorrow, and the phlegm was moved! The phlegm was confusing my heart!" Ren Quan, a general wearing a blue round hat on his head, reached out and pressed Zhang Qian's neck, and said loudly in words that only the latter could not understand.

"Great joy and great sorrow? Where does the master's sorrow come from?! Haven't all the wolves been beaten to death by him? If we wanted to steal his wolf skin, we would have done it long ago, so why should we wait until now?" A cloth turban with a beard glanced at Zhang Qian, deeply doubting Ren Quan's medical skills.

"Have you heard that the master had lost his way before, and now the young man has found him!" Without waiting for Ren Quan to respond, another cloth turban with scars on his face had rushed to give a "reasonable" explanation for him.

"There are many people who have lost their way. I have seen anyone who has gained or lost their hearts?!" The bearded man obviously has the potential to be a stinger. He immediately turned his head to scar's face and retorted loudly.

"Isn't this simple? The master is definitely not an ordinary person! Haven't you discovered that the master's wear is something we have never seen before?!" Scar raised his head proudly and added inexplicably. (Note 1: This sentence in ancient Chinese should be: The master is very human, are you blind? What the master is.... If you write like that, it will be too tiring to read. So the author directly switches to modern Chinese. The same below)

This sentence immediately caused the companions around him to nod frequently.

From the first glance, they actually found that the other party's dress was different from that of ordinary people. But one thing was because the relationship between the two parties was unfamiliar, and the other was that their young boss Ren Cong had not spoken yet, so everyone tacitly did not mention this.

Now, the scarred face broke the tacit understanding, and everyone immediately lost their scruples. With your words, I lowered your voice and commented on Zhang Qian. Anyway, they all knew that no matter what they said, Master Zhang would definitely not understand.

"Stop talking about a master, Zhang Xiaolangjun said, he is not a master!"

"Why is his hair so short if he is not a master?!"

"It's a master. Why doesn't he wear a cassock and only wears a robe?!"

"That's not a robe. Who has robe you've seen? The materials used are as bright and smooth as the master's body?"

"Even if you are not a master, you are definitely not an ordinary person. Whose trousers (pants) can block the evil wolf's snatch it with all his strength?"

"Didn't the master just say that it's canvas, worn by cowherds!"

"You believe it when the master said it? It's stupider than a pig. The master is humble! Look at the boats on the Wei River, which sail has used the same fabric?"

"Shh, whisper, Ren Quan said, Master is confused about his heart! He can't bear the stimulation!"

"Also say I? Your voice is louder than anyone else!"

...

"Okay, stop arguing!" The noises around him were so loud that he was as loud as a fight. Ren Cong waved his arm suddenly and ordered everyone to shut up, "Ren Quan, can there be a way to treat the master?!"

"It's hard, very difficult!" Ren Quan, a general who had not participated in the debate before, shook his head and looked solemn. "The secret recipe says that calcined cinnabar can relieve phlegm symptoms. But now we don't have cinnabar on hand, and there must be no in the village either."

"What's the difficulty? Go to the city to buy it now!" Ren Cong was obviously from a wealthy family and did not hesitate to spend money.

Ren Quan thought about it and continued to shake his head gently, "Young man! The city gate is about to be closed. Now it is too late to buy it in Chang'an City. If you delay until tomorrow, the master's heart may be completely blocked by phlegm and qi, and from now on..."

"Why do you say so much? Ren Wu and Ren Liu, you two, go to the city to buy cinnabar right away!" Ren Cong was very anxious when he heard this. Without waiting for Ren Quan to finish talking, he made a decisive decision. "After buying it, ask Guo Erlang for help and send cinnabar out of the city at any cost! Ren Quan, what other medicinal materials do you need? You can tell them both!"

"Yes!" The two cloth turbans riding horses along the mountain road agreed in unison. It turned out that their names were not "Man Five, Man Land", but Ren Wu and Ren Liu!

"Young man, wait!" Ren Quan, the general of the family, refused to let his young master make trouble, frowned and loudly dissuaded, "There was a big chaos in Chang'an City a few days ago. The prince was deposed, and hundreds of people were in different places. At this time, they violated the curfew and climbed over the city wall late at night..."

"I said, at any cost." Ren Cong looked at him and interrupted again, "Have you forgotten why we came to the mountain today? Ren has been looking for a famous teacher for many years, but he met either a liar or a madman. Fortunately, he was given guidance from Master Li to arrange to meet with an expert. If he missed another match, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?"

"This..." Ren Quan instinctively wanted to remind the other party that Master Li was a liar! However, thinking about the price his young man Ren Cong paid over the years to find a master, he sighed and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Master Li from Baiyun Temple in Chang'an City may be a liar. However, his young man Ren Cong's intention to search for the masters did not make any false.

Since he was eight years old, the young master Ren Cong has been addicted to all kinds of strange stories and unextinguishable things. Every day, he hopes that he can become a sword immortal who can fly around and take his life thousands of miles away as the legendary masters. Over the years, he has suffered all kinds of hardships and spent countless money, but he is determined.

After all, the old boss Ren Qiong made money well. In addition to the farm's investment every year, he can also make a lot of profits from the shops in Chang'an City. Otherwise, even if there is a mountain of gold in the family, it will not be enough for the husband to waste it!

Today, the young man received guidance from Li Chunfeng's descendants, saying that he might meet a master in Zhongnan Mountain. He immediately ordered his confidant servants and rushed into the mountain like lightning. Everyone was originally going out for a fun and was making a fuss with him. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he met "Master Zhang"!

Compared with the scammers who spent a lot of money to invite home in the past, Master Zhang Qian, who is now obsessed with phlegm, is less fairy-like and is too young. However, as discussed by others before, Master Zhang's dress has never seen Master Zhang's dress in this life, and has never even heard of it.

Although Master Zhang was modest, he said that the trousers (trousers) on his body were made of sails. However, as a senior general of the Ren family, Ren Quan traveled around the family caravan in his life, but he had never seen anyone who had sails made of the same material. What's more, the fineness of the needle and thread on the tread was far beyond the ability of any skilled tailor in the world! (Nonsense, sewn by a sewing machine.)

In fact, if you observe Zhang Qian in detail, Ren Quan surpassed everyone present, including Ren Cong, a young boss who was determined to find a master to become a disciple! Otherwise, he would not have been misunderstood by Zhang Qian as a "dead chicken"!

"Ren Quan, what other medicinal herbs are needed? Hurry up and explain it to Ren Wu!" Seeing that the family general Ren Quan did not speak for a long time and did not execute his orders, Ren Cong's young master immediately became angry and frowned and urged in a deep voice.

"Yes, young man!" Lan Yuanmao Ren Quan was stunned and quickly withdrew his mind from his thoughts. "I didn't mean to delay, I just thought of another secret recipe!"

He quickly looked at Zhang Qian's strange but clean and smooth inner clothes (shirt) and belts (artificial leather) that were difficult to find in the world. He put his heart on his mind, quickly turned forward two steps, lowered his voice, and said in Ren Cong's ear: "Young man, although cinnabar is right, it takes time to enter and leave the city, and it may cause trouble for the mansion. He still remembers another folk remedy, which is also effective for phlegm syndrome, and may even cure the disease!"

"Then you didn't say it earlier!" Ren Cong glared at him dissatisfiedly and urged in a low voice, "Hurry up! Brother Zhang is definitely not an ordinary person. In the past, those liars would swear loudly when they met, for fear that I would not believe it. Only Brother Zhang, I wish I could regard him as an ordinary person!"
Chapter completed!