After nightfall, Wang Fu drove his carriage to a forest outside the suburbs and waited for the White Tiger to finally get together.

This guy was obediently lying on the car and ate meat and slept hard all the way, but he didn't know why he became restless when he arrived at Zhaoting Realm. Especially when he passed by this forest, his originally confused eyes suddenly widened, as if something big happened, and he could no longer suppress his temperament and jumped out of the carriage. His white figure flashed and disappeared into the forest.

Wang Fu followed Ran Shaotang's reminder and brought a lot of flavors of jerky, and the guy didn't show up until midnight.

Shaotang said that it is human and will come back wherever it gets lost.

Wang Fu glanced at the jerky meat placed on the ground, laughed dryly, tied the package diagonally, and threw it into the car.

An animal is an animal, how can it be understood in human nature?

The next day, Ran Shaotang saw Wang Fu with red eyes and listless eyes, and knew that he must have not found Zhong Jiu's house. He comforted him: "Uncle Fu, don't worry about the little white tiger. It is smart. It probably has gone somewhere. Ordinary people will not hurt it. In a few days, they will smell it and find us."

Wang Fu disagreed.

After all, even if a tiger is a little spiritual, it cannot be as smart as a human.

Shaotang believed it deeply. Animals just don’t speak human language. Their own wisdom or some advantages are far better than humans. They are like dolphins or orangutans. But these animals are not seen here.

In Ran Shaotang's cognition, some behavior of Zhongjiu's zodiac came from the instinct of animals, and perhaps it discovered something interesting.

She wasn't worried about it, it would live well anyway.

Unexpectedly, within two days, it carried someone back to itself.

This person happened to be the poison of the Black Water Deerbill.

The little white tiger suddenly appeared outside the village gate and almost scared the old manager who was guarding the gate to the ground.

Fortunately, the secret guard recognized this celebrity's favorite and quickly reported to Ran Shaotang.

When Ran Shaotang and Wang Fu came out, the poisoned person was already black all over and seemed to be hanging in the world in one breath.

Ran Shaotang quickly stuffed two antidotes to feed the man, then quickly cut open his palm, and used internal force to force out poisonous blood that was about to flow into his heart.

After almost an hour of tossing, the man's face gradually turned white.

Ran Shaotang was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He thought that if there were a few more poisonous people, he would be exhausted and die.

The poison of the Black Water Deerbian is, the faster the antidote is taken earlier, and the faster it will be, there is no need to force the poison to bleed.

Thinking of this, she glared at the troublesome little white tiger, and while it was lazily lying there, she directly thrust the word "King" on its forehead.

"You are so troublesome. Where did you get it back?"

The little white tiger's two big claws protected his tiger's head, and whistled, looking at Ran Shaotang who was pretending to be angry with great grievance.

Ran Shaotang asked Sanqi and Wang Fu who arrived to carry the person to another room and asked Sanqi to send someone to take care of him carefully. Before leaving, she glanced at the person lying on the bed.

The man was about the same age as him, with deep eyes and high noses. The key was that there was a slightly hideous black mole on the bridge of his nose, which made her feel familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Wang Fu followed Ran Shaotang out, looked at the little white tiger following behind, and thought to himself, this white tiger is indeed extraordinary. Not only did it find their place, it would also save people.

Ran Shaotang kept frowning.

She couldn't understand why she used the Black Water Deerbian to hurt people's lives since the Poison Immortal Sect wanted to whitewash.

Isn’t this slapping myself in the face while applying powder by myself?

What exactly does that guy Qiu Wubing want to do?

Where did this boy come from?

She can understand that the Poison Immortal Sect hurt Wu Wei. Could it be that this young man is also from Xinglin?

Seeing that Shaotang had a calm face, Wang Fu pushed the clever Sanqi over when he saw his eyes, he immediately understood and thought to himself that the young master was in a bad mood because the Poison Immortal Sect was too arrogant and had not found a way to restrain them in one fell swoop. Maybe if he had his ideas, the young master would be happy.

He walked to Ran Shaotang with a smile.

"Young Master, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to listen to?"

Ran Shaotang was thinking about Qiu Wubing's plan, but suddenly someone asked him to guess the size and immediately turned black.

"You may not get the shop done and I will kick you back to Jingshan tomorrow."

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Wang Fu glanced at Sanqi with sympathy, (lll￢w￢), then turned around and quietly threw him down and left.

The fact of the shop went smoothly. In less than five days, everything was ready and just waiting for it to open.

Ran Shaotang went around the shop and looked at the wreath, paper, paper, money, coffins and other items needed for funeral affairs, and gave a thumbs up at Sanqi.

Sanqi looked at the six words "Suiting Shenxianshou Caishang" on the lintel, and secretly wiped his cold sweat in his heart. Finally, he didn't have to go back to Jingshan.

There is a coffin shop next to the Doctor Immortal Gate Medical Clinic. Only Ran Shaotang could think of this bold idea.

Sanqi really admires his little master.

As long as the business of "shouxian" is good, it proves that the medical skills of the clinic are poor.

However, the patient saw a paper man's coffin at the door of the door of the clinic, and would not want to come here to see a doctor in order to avoid taboos.

Before the opening of the Shoucai store, people from the Poison Immortal Sect next door had come to argue.

In broad daylight, the Poison Immortal Sect, who has always wanted to clean up, can only be literary but not martial.

"Who is your shop owner? Come out."

Sanqi walked out with a baby paper man in his arms: "Is that something I have?"

The disciples of the Poison Immortal Sect have always been accustomed to being arrogant. When they saw their eyes looking at the nostrils facing the sky, they almost got amused.

Disciple Jia poked Sanqi: "I took all the paper coffin at your door and don't be upset outside."

Sanqi turned his body to avoid it and responded without hesitation: "Who is the hindrance? Everyone opens the door to do business, I can just put it wherever I want, but I didn't put it on your house. Why do you care about me? Who are you? Are you unreasonable? Are you bullying honest people?"

He stood on the street and shouted, which immediately attracted pedestrians to watch.

From ancient times to the present, the people love to watch the fun the most.

Disciple Yi saw that more and more people gathered, and when he remembered what the sect leader told him, he must not let the people think that the Poison Immortal Sect is a bully or an evil demon and heretic. He should follow the other Xinglin families in dealing with people.

Otherwise, severe punishment.

The heavy punishment of the sect leader cannot afford it.

It is to be pulled into the secret room and be a medicine man.

Thinking of this, Disciple B dragged Disciple A to calm down.

Disciple A was going to show his power, so Disciple B pulled him back to the clinic and whispered: "Just deal with this little thing at night. During the day, many people are watching, don't forget the sect leader's instructions."

Disciple Jia then suppressed his anger.

He really couldn't understand why Master Qiu had to set these rules and restrict the words and deeds of the disciples of the Poison Immortal Sect.
Chapter completed!