Supporting the old man who was beaten with blood on his face by the fake monk, the strong man took out a small red medicine gourd from the coarse cloth on his shoulder, poured out two black pills the size of a sycamore seed, and stuffed them into the old man's hands together: "You always take this, hurry up and go home! On the way, buy two taels of soybean wine and heat it up. After melting the pill, take it, and this injury can be sealed in three or two days!"

With his hands trembling, the old man with blood on his face was about to kneel down to the strong man: "My master, you are really..."

Before the old man's bent knees hit the ground, the strong man had already helped the old man up: "This is not possible. If you want this, it will really cost my life! Besides, I have something to ask you here, right? Ask you to ask you if there is a frequent player in Laoguanyuan, surnamed Na?"

Blinking his dim eyes, the old man frowned and thought for a moment, and immediately spoke to the strong man: "If you are talking about the descendant of the General Manager of the Nine Gate of the Qing Dynasty, then there is really such a person! The player in the old Guanyuan, I know him! I heard... he lives in the courtyard of Jingshui Hutong, and there are two stone drums in front of the door!"

He thanked the old man politely. The strong man who had already helped the old man walk to the street corner was about to walk in the direction the old man pointed out, but the old man reached out and pulled his clothes: "My master, your great kindness, I feel it burning if I want to say thank you! No matter what, please leave a name for me?"

After repeated refusal, the strong man could only bow to the old man with a persistent expression: "The little surname is prime minister, his name is leopard!"

After saying goodbye to the old man who muttered his name, Xiang Youbao changed his bag to the other shoulder and walked towards the direction the old man had just pointed.

Although the years are not good and the world is not peaceful, there are all kinds of shops everywhere on the streets of Sijiu City. Standing at the door of the shop, the young man in a neat and short dress shouted his own business with his voice, while the shopkeeper in a long gown stood behind a long wooden counter at the height of Qiren’s chest. He quickly flipped through the account book with one hand and a brush in the other hand, but he did not delay the other two fingers dialing the abacus beads up and down, ticking!

In the back streets and alleys, all kinds of small vendors carrying loads wandered endlessly. The Beijing-style hawking sounds like various operas of different genres, making people feel like a vibrant enjoyment when they hear it.

After inquiring along the way, within half an hour, Xiang Youbao, who had a very fast footstep, had already walked to the entrance of Jingshui Hutong. Looking at the two obvious stone drums in the middle of the alley, Xiang Youbao took out a snow-white Aries' belly towel from the bed and wiped it with dust on his face, and then dusted the dust on his clothes and trousers' legs. Then he walked to the gate of the courtyard between the two stone drums, and reached out to knock on the door knocker that had already grown a lot of copper green.

Amid the dull knocking of the door knocking, a lazy voice came from afar: "Who is this? I knocked and smashed it in broad daylight. I wonder if I am serving my ancestors?"

Accompanied by the slight rustling sound of soft-soled cloth shoes walking on the bluestone floor, the lazy owner obviously saw Xiang Youbao's appearance through the crack of the door, and spoke in wonder: "Mingsheng...who are you looking for?"

He bowed to the eye exposed in the crack of the door, Xiang Youbao said politely: "Liaojia, is this the house of Na Ye? "

He stared suspiciously at Xiang Youbao standing outside the door, and the owner standing behind the door spoke with some vigilance: "There is a surname in this house, but... who are you?"

He reached out and found a beast-tooth pendant that had obviously been in his arms for many years. Xiang Youbao respectfully raised the beast-tooth pendant between his eyebrows with both hands: "Younger in the door, I have seen... Uncle Master!"

As if he had taken a breath of air conditioning, the owner, who was standing behind the door, hesitated for a moment, finally removed the rather heavy door latch and opened the heavy door.

The face was as deep as water, as Xiang Youbao standing in front of the door, with two mustaches and a little slick on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He looked at Xiang Youbao up and down. After a long time, he took out a beast tooth in his arms, and shook it towards Xiang Youbao standing at the door: "The juniors in the door... the people in the door are scattered, and they are still talking about their seniority! I'll go to Jiu, and the players in Sijiu City will be glad to the Jiujiu!"

He turned sideways and opened the door. Just as Master Na Jiu was about to say hello to Youbao enter the door, he seemed to remember something suddenly. Lao Gao jumped up on the spot and shouted to the empty house: "My little aunt, hurry up and help me buckle the top stone, otherwise my ancestor would be sunburned..."

Just like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, a gentle voice that sounded crisp and brittle and gentle, followed by Master Na Jiu's words: "I've long since helped you put the top stone on it! The water plate has been replaced, and the leftover food of your ancestors has also been picked out! According to the days... should I feed live food today?"

After a clear breath of relief, Master Na Jiu patted his chest and sighed: "Fortunately... These eighteen ancestors have been raised in three years. I can make it out in just one month or two, but I dare not make any more leaks..."

Turning his head to look at Xiang Youbao who was still standing at the door, Master Na Jiu greeted him reluctantly: "This is all here, come in!"

He nodded respectfully, Xiang Youbao raised his legs and stepped over the high threshold, and walked into this spacious courtyard.

It is completely different from the neat and brightness of the old courtyard house in Peking. The courtyard house where Na Jiuye lives is built with water-milled blue bricks to build a half-person-high dry pond that is two meters square. The three-piece soil mixed with porcelain slag is finely applied to the brick joints, and the mirror surface is flat.

Above the dry pond, dense gourd vines were climbing on the frame carefully built with bamboo poles. The newly grown small green gourds hung from the dense branches and leaves, which made people like them from the bottom of their hearts.

On the thick wooden boards built in the shape of a "me" on the dry pond, a girl with big braids and wearing a moon-white jacket and skirt was holding a white porcelain bowl that was only the size of a palm, and carefully used a pair of bamboo chopsticks to drop the twisted worms in the white porcelain bowl into the dry pond.

Maybe I didn't expect that someone would come to my house at this time. When I first saw Xiang Youbao walking into the yard, the girl in a moon-white jacket and skirt shouted in surprise, lowered her eyebrows and said to Master Na Jiu in a low voice: "You are really... I don't say anything when I'm here!"

While speaking, the girl in a moon-white jacket skirt jumped lightly from the thick wooden board on the dry pond, put the white porcelain bowl at hand towards the edge of the dry pond, turned her head and walked into the room: "Do the rest of the work, you can do it yourself!"

Looking at the girl who ran back into the house with a little doting, Master Na Jiu was half helpless and half embarrassed and smiled at Xiang Youbao, "The old girl I raised at home has never left the house, so she hides when she sees strangers..."

He smiled in understanding. Xiang Youbao looked at the dry pond built in the middle of the courtyard and sniffed gently: "Smelling this smell, uncle, are you serving scorpions?"

No surprise, Master Na Jiu led Xiang Youbao to the north house in the courtyard: "Thirty-six birds, seventy-two beasts, and one hundred and eight insects, each with their own paths! If you talk about the good guys who serve insects in the door, your master can be considered the number one person! Speaking of... your master is okay?"

Walking humbly half a step behind Na Jiuye, Xiang Youbao responded in a harmonious voice: "He is fine, he just misses his uncle, so he asked me to return to Peiping from outside the pass and come to pay his respects to him first."

With a sneer, Master Na Jiu raised his hand to lift the curtain hanging at the gate of the North House, and smiled with a sarcastic tone: "I'm afraid your master doesn't miss me, but I'm thinking about the fragment of the 'Beast Picture' that I'm holding in my hand?"

When he walked into the north room, Xiang Youbao did not respond to Na Jiuye’s question immediately. Instead, he immediately knelt down at the huge beast teeth enshrined on an Eight Immortals table and kowtowed three times respectfully!

Looking at Xiang Youbao who was respectful and bowing coldly, Master Na Jiu hesitated for a moment, and then took three incense lines from the Eight Immortals table and lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner placed in front of the huge beast's teeth.

In the rising cigarettes, a faint smell of green grass filled the entire northern house in a moment. Several grasshoppers raised in gourds placed on the Eight Immortals table seemed to be stimulated by the smell of the scent of the silk, and made pleasant sounds.

He picked up a gourd that was rubbing smoothly. Master Na Jiu opened the lid on the gourd and let a golden cucumber slowly climb onto his hand. He stared at Xiang Youbao who had just stood up with his eyes: "Your master fought with the seniors in the sect, and trained eight major fighting beasts in a year, sweeping away all the face of the elders in the sect. This was how the elders in the sect divided the pictures of the beasts into eight, and the story of your master breaking into Guandong! Now... what is your master thinking?"

Standing in front of Master Na Jiu with his hands down, Xiang Youbao still looked respectful: "When I came, the master explained that no matter who the strange beast picture is in, he can do his best as long as the skills in the door are not lost, he can do his best if there is any strange beast picture or not! The master also explained that when he broke into Guandong, it was the master who secretly sold the three crickets he served and raised ten dollars for him to buy him. This kind of favor, the master must remember for the rest of his life!"

Nodding slightly, Master Na Jiu's face showed some trance when he was remembering the past: "It's hard for your master to remember this incident... I think back then..."

The expression on his face became more and more respectful. Xiang Youbao reached out and took out a golden translucent stone the size of a thumb from his close-fitting clothes, and handed it to Master Na Jiu's eyes: "Master, I have something to say, "You said, uncle, you must serve a worm king who can beat all over the city of Peking and can't find an opponent! But it's a coincidence that the master was looking for a piece of gold and stone outside the pass..."

Before Xiang Youbao could finish his words, Master Na Jiu, who was originally sitting on the chair, jumped up suddenly and grabbed the golden translucent stone that Xiang Youbao handed to him!

Smell at the nose, then scraped off a little golden translucent stone powder with his fingernails and tasted it. Master Na Jiu couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha... I'll make up the gold and stones! But when I walked around Sijiu City, I used to have a piece of fingernail size on my hand. When the treasure's lifeline was hidden, I relied on the insects I had served with the gold and stones to walk across Sijiu City! This time..."

After looking at Master Na Jiu who was immersed in great joy and excitement, Xiang Youbao spoke just right and said, "The master also gave me the prescription for some gold and stone..."

With a careless wave of his hand, Na Jiuye sat back on the chair with a big golden sword: "Stop giving me your insincere! A piece of gold and stone, plus a prescription for some gold and stone, I want to change the fragments of the strange beast picture in my hand? Your master can really figure it out! Go clean the ear room yourself and stay here first! Wait two days later, the scorpion in my dry pond will be opened, and you can tell me carefully about the prescription for some gold and stone!"

A cunning look flashed in his eyes without any notice, and Xiang Youbao nodded respectfully: "Thank you for taking it in!"

He couldn't let go of playing with the gold and stone in his hand. After Xiang Youbao walked out of the north room for a long time, he slapped his thighs like a sudden realization: "He's fucked again! He put the wolf cub in the door, but he can still take away a piece of meat... he's fooled..."
Chapter completed!