"Xiao Si"'s eyes swept across "Jiang Jin"'s face, and secretly complained that his master gave him such an indifferent name.

"Master, I think Xiaowu sounds better than Xiaosi." Su Lun touched the human skin mask on his face, hoping to gain the right to name him.

Zhong Jiuchou didn't care what Su Lun cared about, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, then it's called Xiaowu."

He stood by the stream, laughing like the gurgling stream, with the splendor of the sunset.

Although the five years have not changed, they have a sense of change in things and people. Some of them have to face. Some of them are what he wants to escape. But no matter whether he faces or escapes, the one he can't avoid is this junior nephew.

I don’t know what that little devil Ran Shaotang has become when I meet again?

Will you still look like you spend money like soil and treat money as your life?

Su Lun blew the cold wind and reminded Zhong Jiuchou worriedly: "Master, Dr. Liu has told me that you can't catch a cold body. If the tent is set up, you should go and rest."

"He has many things to explain! Isn't he going to put himself in a cocoon when everything is heard?"

"But your body?"

Finally, the nine-course eye knife that was like an ice blade came over.

Seeing Su Lun's body stiffened and he didn't dare to continue talking.

Finally, Jiuchou picked up a pebbles on the shore and drifted it on the water surface, and was in a rare good mood.

Su Lun had no choice but to order people to take the cloak to cover it with Zhong Jiuchou.

In the end, Jiuchou did not refuse this.

Su Lun knew that as long as he mentioned his body, the young master would be impatient, so he had to silently follow Liu Yishou's requirements to carefully consider his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

"Master, what are we going to do when we arrive at Zhaoting tomorrow?"

Finally, Jiuchou squatted down and washed his hands: "I heard that there was no invitation to the Immortal Alliance Conference, so I will make a few pictures tomorrow."

"Master, each sect has only one invitation. If we snatch it, the Immortal Alliance Conference may not be held. Didn't Dr. Liu tell me to look at the facts of the various sects to find out the murderer who poisoned you? It would be better to get together."

Finally, Jiuchou glared at Su Lun with dissatisfaction: "According to your opinion, if we want to enter the Poison Immortal Sect, we can only grab invitations from the Medicine King Sect?"

Su Lun pondered for a moment, thought about the feasibility of this matter, and carefully discussed: "Sect Master Feng has set out from Jingshan, why not wait for him here for two days?"

Zhong Jiuchou looked at Su Lun who was helpless: "Why go to the Poison Immortal Sect to rob it?"

Su Lun reminded with a pale face: "No. There is no antidote to the poison of the Black Water Deerbian. Dr. Liu has not yet developed it." That is to die. Don't do this poison that has died from other poisons before it has been cured. How did he explain to Dr. Liu and others in the palace?

"What do you think you should do?" Zhong Jiuchou deliberately made things difficult for him.

Su Lun held the hot potato thrown by Zhong Jiuchou and pondered: "It's better to go to the Medical Saint Sect. Their sect has been in Zhaoting for convenience."

Since Wu Wei disappeared, they searched everywhere but couldn't find anyone. They secretly guessed that Director Wu must have been killed. People inside the Medical Saint Sect were in panic.

One clinic has been closed, and the other several have been trying hard to maintain it. In the past few days, their business has gradually improved because the clinic of the Poison Immortal Gate suddenly closed.

Sheng Chunqiu was taking his disciples to inventory a few scarce medicinal materials in the warehouse. Suddenly, someone came to report that he was visiting him and said he was here to ask for an invitation.

Sheng Chunqiu has been living a very uneasy these days, so he hurriedly threw down his Chinese medicinal materials and frowned and said suspiciously: "Why are the invitations from the Poison Immortal Sect so popular?"

The disciple was regretting: "If I had known, I would have planned a price, and those with the higher price will be rewarded. Our sect can still make some money."

Sheng Chunqiu glared at the disciple who was ignorant of life and death, and shook his hand to the front hall.

Finally, Jiuchou was politely invited into the main hall. A maid served hot tea and snacks, hid behind the screen and looked at him secretly.

Sheng Chunqiu entered the hall with a sad face, and suddenly was stunned when he saw Zhong Jiuchou.

The wealth-lovers disciple who was following behind gave a strange cry.

Su Lun stepped forward and opened the show: "Master Sheng Gate, this is my son Zhong Jiutang. We are from the gods. I want to ask you for invitations from the Poison Immortal Sect. But it won't be taken in vain, so we exchanged it for money." After that, he took out a bag of silver and handed it over.

But he was whispering in his heart, and he had agreed to be Jiang Jin and Xiao Wu, but the young master suddenly changed his mind and insisted on going out for a walk as Zhong Jiutang.

He also called it: "Since Ran Shaotang pretended to be me, I also came to pretend to be her. This is called using the same way to treat her."

Sheng Chunqiu and his disciples were already dumbfounded after hearing this.

"You, you, haven't you just left?"

"That's right, weren't you given the invitation?" The disciple snatched the silver and hugged it in his arms and began to slam the people out. "Since you think the silver is not enough, we are not polite and just collect it. Come and see the guests off. We are busy."

Ran Shaotang fiddled with the invitation in his hand, and finally wanted to understand why an invitation from the Poison Immortal Sect is so popular. It turned out that the invitation clearly stated that those who participated in the Immortal Alliance Conference were given a free fairy medicine to strengthen the body. This medicine can cure the pain and torture caused by the Black Water Deerbian.

To put it more clearly, that is to say, the Poison Immortal Gate gave away a free antidote from the Black Water Deerbian.

No wonder so many people who wanted to participate in the Immortal Alliance Conference rushed in Zhaoting for a moment.

No wonder I bought an invitation from the Medical Saint Sect, but the other party was stubborn and didn't want to give it. I had to move out of the name of Shura Palace before I could submit. If I had known it, I would have gone tonight and I would have covered it and grabbed it back.

Su Lun thought so too.

Not only did he lose a bag of silver in vain, he also fell into the reputation of Shura Palace.

In the end, Jiuchou didn't feel distressed at all. Instead, he wanted to see this junior nephew as soon as possible.

"Young Master, Young Master Ran is causing trouble everywhere in the name of Shura Palace. Don't you teach him a lesson? You don't take your uncle seriously."

After Su Lun finished speaking, Jiuchou finally disagreed: "Teaching her a lesson is about her. Since she loves money so much, let her lose some money."

Finally, Jiuchou returned empty-handed and went directly to the jade shop. The shopkeeper of the jade shop met Ran Shaotang when the Shoucai shop opened. At that time, she was standing in the carriage and passionately announced the two good news with everyone.

When he saw Zhong Jiuchou entering the store, he thought this was Zhong Shaotang that day, and he was filled with joy.

Now the entire Zhaoting is rumored that the immortal masters of the Sakhsai are not only rich, but also generous, and are also a talented man with great eloquence.

Even the leader of the Poison Immortal Sect lost the battle with him.

He has become a sensational figure for a while.

Today, I didn’t expect that this influential figure would actually come to his own shop. He welcomed a God of Wealth. He immediately smiled and greeted with sincerity: “It’s really a blessing for the boss to come. I don’t know what I want to see? I gave you a 20% discount.”
Chapter completed!