"You're awake."

Tan Zhengqing's thoughts were pulled back, he looked at the person in front of him warily, and clasped his fists: "Thank you, young hero, for your life-saving grace."

Xiao Wu waved his hand quickly: "It wasn't me, it was my young master who saved you. The medicine has been prepared. You can drink it quickly."

Tan Zhengqing saw him put down the bowl and went out. He did not drink the medicine immediately, but picked up the knife beside the bed and remained silent.

After a while, he endured the pain and walked to the table and drank the bowl of still hot medicine in one gulp.

The next day, Tan Zhengqing opened the door and saw a young man leaning on the railing, looking down with indifferent eyes. The thin but not burning sunlight shone on him, making him look particularly high-spirited.

With two dark circles under his eyes, You Huang walked past Tan Zhengqing and took two steps back.

"You kid, wake up. I just told you to go to your room and have a look."

You Huang's memory has always been very good. He could tell at a glance that this cold young man was the person they rescued, so he pulled him over and started chatting.

After a while, Tan Zhengqing wanted to leave.

You Huang looked at him doubtfully: "You are so seriously injured, where are you going?"

Tan Zhengqing was silent for a while, then he said: "Qingshui Villa is chasing me, and I don't want to implicate you all. When I have avenged my great revenge, I will act like a cow and thank you for your life-saving grace."

"Brother Yan is not afraid of Qingshui Villa at all." You Huang said with a smile and winked at Fengyi: "Isn't that right?"

Fengyi took a sip of tea: "Since we saved you, we won't be afraid of trouble. After you recover from your injury, you can go wherever you want."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After several attempts at persuasion, Tan Zhengqing found it difficult to refuse their kindness, and finally decided to leave as soon as he recovered.

The waiter looked at them with envy. Yesterday Feng Yi was in the limelight, which made his blood boil and he clapped his hands just thinking about it.

The shopkeeper kicked him: "Why are you lingering? Why don't you go fetch water?"

The waiter in the store took the bucket with a look of displeasure and walked towards the backyard: "As for your broken tank, it is useless to choose it. You might as well buy a new one."

The shopkeeper glanced at him, shook his head, went to sit at the counter, and muttered.

"I wanted to compete with Heavenly Test, and I once crossed Mount Jiutai with one sword. Finally, I lamented the tears of the heroes in the world. It was just a lot of sorrow. I could stop it, kill it, or destroy it."

Fengyi glanced at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head with an abacus and looked at Fengyi with a smile.

"What are your orders, young hero?"

Fengyi smiled with interest and said, "When the shopkeeper read these words, I felt quite excited."

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "That's right. Back then, I fought against all the invincibles in the world and made all the masters tremble with fear..."

Listening to the shopkeeper's boast, the customers could not help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

They were quite curious at first, but the shopkeeper's words became more and more outrageous, such as the Battle of Huashan and the Catholic War. In the end, several highly respected seniors were involved.

Someone shouted: "Shopkeeper, why didn't you say that you fought with the leader of the Wulin Alliance for three days and three nights, and that you and the owner of the Divine Sword Villa are sworn brothers."

Before he finished speaking, the others burst into laughter.

The shopkeeper said solemnly: "Don't talk about the leader of the martial arts alliance. If I hadn't had diarrhea and went to the latrine, where would he be?"

Everyone felt that the shopkeeper was bragging, but they listened with interest and chimed in a few words from time to time. The shopkeeper also smiled and told some stories, which made it difficult for people to tell the truth.

Jimo Zian had a complicated look on her face. Not to mention other things, she had only heard the story about the martial arts leader and the saintly virgin told by the shopkeeper.

These are the secret histories of the world, and few people know about them. Jimo Zian only knew a little bit about it when he overheard his father and mother chatting.

Because You Huang's buttocks were injured, they thought of staying there for two more days.

As night falls, the town is brightly lit, and there are strange gadgets everywhere, as well as small loads of goods being sold along the streets and alleys.

Fengyi rented a boat and sat on the bow.

There are people placing lanterns everywhere along the river. Men, women, old and young put their hands together, close their eyes and pray sincerely, then put the lanterns into the river, carrying their wishes and concerns to the distance along the river.

Fengyi's skin was too bright and clear. The lanterns all over the river gathered together, and warmth fell on her face, adding a touch of tenderness.

The woman on the shore blushed with embarrassment and boldly threw the sachet on the boat quietly.

I don't know who it was, but it hit Feng Yi on the forehead. Feng Yi raised her head and smiled.

Jimo Zian was standing on the shore, holding a lantern. When he saw others throwing sachets, he had a bad idea in his heart.

He took a very small stone, put it into his sachet, and threw it. Unexpectedly, he was hit by someone, and the direction suddenly deflected, hitting Fengyi.

Jimo Zi'an felt so guilty that she was dying. Seeing that Feng Yi was not angry, she felt her smile fall into her eyes and could no longer see anyone else.

She has always been pampered, grabbing whatever she wants, doing whatever she wants and never caring about others, but the person in front of her has taught her a lot.

"The falling flowers are intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless."

You Huang looked at her and said something.

Jimo Zian glanced at him and raised his head proudly: "I know, so I decided not to force it. This lady is the apple of Qingfeng Villa's eye. If you can't get what you want, you won't waste your time on a bad guy.

"

When she saw maltose being sold not far away, her eyes lit up and she pushed her way into the crowd.

You Huang smiled helplessly, his expression suddenly changed, and he put on a mask of pain.

He had been injured on his butt. He heard that the town was very lively tonight and couldn't sit still, so he ran out.

The vendor carrying the load accidentally poked his buttocks with a stick, which hurt him so much that he almost jumped up.

"I definitely didn't look at the almanac when I went out today."

Suddenly there was a sound of panic in his ears. He raised his head and saw several men in black suddenly jumping out of the water. Their cold and sharp blades were terrifying in the night.

"Help..."

"Everyone, run."

There was a mess all around. There were young men and women holding hands, women holding children, and old men with crutches, all running in the opposite direction desperately.
Chapter completed!