Quietly approaching was the tall and thin guard who often followed behind the mustache, obviously the closest to him. The shouts of the people at the head of the city made the two of them see the tall and thin city guard quietly approaching, and when the tall and thin city guard saw that he was discovered, he simply rushed over faster, and shouted, "Is the deacon okay?"

Seeing that it only took a dozen steps for this person to rush to the corner, Liu Heng and Deacon Bazi Hu met their eyes in secret. Liu Heng squinted slightly, asking the eight-character beard silently, can this person be trusted?

Because when Liu Heng entered, he saw that this person was following closely behind Bazihu, and he was also closest when drinking, and he was obviously the most trusted person in Bazihu. Bazihu was silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and put it into his throat, and bent down to let out a loud vomiting sound.

"Don't come here, who the came here?"

He vomited and yelled angrily, "Lao Tzu is fine, it's just the water that was released, a little, a little too much!"

The sound of talking at the head of the city suddenly stopped, and then the two heads that poked out to see the situation suddenly retracted, as if they deliberately lowered their voices to tell their colleagues about the situation of the mustache, and then heard countless snickering laughter from the city, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed again.

When the tall and thin city guard who was about to approach heard the reprimand, he immediately hesitated and paused, and suddenly took two steps forward. The sound of the eight-character nonsense was even more sparse, and the suspicion on his face did not subside, but his steps slowed down, hesitated for a moment, and turned back to the city in silence.

"Let Maden smile. ”

Bazi Hu showed a wry smile at Liu Heng, as if he was not only sorry for his ugly appearance of deliberately vomiting in front of Liu Heng, but also whispered with a complicated expression: "This kid is from my neighborhood, and he is closer than his own brother, it's not that he doesn't believe him, it's just that he ...... The fewer people who know about this, the better. ”

Liu Heng showed a look of surprise. I am very satisfied with the caution of the mustache.

In the most prosperous martial arts, how can he not understand what this medicine list means, it is clearly a prescription for cultivating martial arts Tianjiao!

The matter was too important, it was not something that people of his level could touch, and when he suddenly found that he had been involved, he was already frightened. Stimulated to both excitement and deep fear.

Knowing this secret already means that he can't quit anymore, otherwise he is not sure what method Liu Heng will use to keep the secret, killing people is an easy result. If you can't quit, you have to do things with your head and mouth closed, and every step is like walking on thin ice, and the people closest to you can't be trusted.

On the other hand, he also has a layer of thought. This thing has been done to be a great wealth, once it is revealed. Maybe it's a catastrophe, and if the Iron Brothers are not involved, his family will be able to take care of him if something happens. If you get him involved, what if something happens in the future?

Isn't it even a brother who has been harmed?

On the contrary, the matter really came to pass in the end, and he was rich, how could he treat this iron brother badly?

This is the best choice in the current situation, and he still has to bear the risk.

Squat down. continued to pretend to vomit endlessly, but in fact, he was concentrating on the medicine list with Liu Heng. It took a long time to confirm and eliminate each item.

Both of them closed their eyes and recalled for a moment to confirm that it was correct, Liu Heng put away the medicine list abruptly, and said with relief: "Fortunately, the rest is not in a hurry, and it is not too demanding to be fresh." You put the money away first, and the things must be delivered to my new house on time. ”

After all, Liu Heng is not often in the city, but many medicinal materials need to be taken fresh, and now the Bazi Hu is the head snake that has taken all the medicinal materials that need to be taken fresh, and the result is much better than Liu Heng expected.

Give a small money bag that has been prepared to the mustache. He opened it suspiciously, his eyes froze, his hands trembled, and then he suddenly clenched the mouth of the money bag.

He didn't think about paying in advance, because his net worth didn't even have a fraction of this magnanimity, he thought that Liu Heng would give him a large amount of gold and silver tickets, but who would have thought that it would be a small money bag the size of a palm, and the crisp sound of money colliding in it would be ridiculous.

However, when he opened it, the faint purple gold luster stung his eyes and struck him hard in the heart.

Purple and gold money!

It turned out to be purple and gold money!

A purple gold coin comparable to a million gold, the appearance of fifteen or sixteen small money bags, is an astonishing amount of fifteen or six million, and suddenly he was held in his hand, no matter how he thought about it, it felt very unreal, and his heart pounded uncontrollably.

"If you don't have enough money, ask the girl in the house for it, and you will never lose your money. Liu Heng stared deeply into the eyes of the eight-character beard, "Everything is up to Brother Li." ”

"I am deeply honored to have such trust from the true legend, and I will do my best to live up to the trust of the true legend!" Bazihu carefully hid the money bag close to his body, and then replied very solemnly.

"Thank you, Brother Li, everything is in plain sight, and there will be great rewards in the future. Liu Heng also clenched his fists and said seriously: "Don't leave it here." ”

Bazi Hu vaguely hugged his fists in return, and watched Liu Heng's figure disappear into the night in a few leaps, he staggered to his feet, and his heart was still shocked and couldn't be calmed down, like in a dream.

Before, he probably never dreamed that he would be involved in such a big event in his life.

A true heirloom entrusted with a secret matter, and he actually wanted to cultivate a martial body Tianjiao!

And looking at the dense list of medicines, this is obviously still a kind of martial arts quality that ranks very high on the Tianjiao list, and it feels incredible to think about it.

He shook his head violently and slapped himself several times before he forcibly came to his senses, became drunk again, staggered up to the top of the city, pointed at a group of people and said a few crazy words, then muttered and shrank against the wall, and soon thunderous snoring sounded.

This look made all the subordinates look at each other in amazement, and then burst into laughter, and a few of them covered their stomachs and rolled around with laughter, wiping their tears.

"No, no, I didn't expect Brother Li to be really old, where did he get drunk today, and he was actually drunk like this!"

"The years are making people old!"

"Back then, I heard that Brother Li was famous for not getting drunk with a thousand cups, but only a few sips, which is inferior to us!"

A group of people ridiculed, and the more the tall and thin city guard with a silent temperament listened, the more his brows furrowed, and he suddenly slammed the bowl to the ground, and the crisp sound of ping-pong was particularly harsh. Everyone was stunned, and suddenly quieted down.

"Who dares to laugh at me Brother Li again, don't blame me for turning my face!"

This loud drink made everyone's faces ugly, and they muttered a few words, "It's just a few jokes, why are you in a hurry". Someone hurriedly explained: "Who is not familiar with the stinky temper of the wooden stake, especially the most unheard of someone saying bad things about Brother Li, they are all brothers, let's say a few words, come on, continue to drink!"

After a few words, the matter was revealed, and the people let Deacon Bazihu sleep soundly beside him, and the atmosphere of drinking became heated again.

If you don't drink and fart to pass the time, how can you survive this long night?

Only the stake leaned against the mustache. While waiting for the mustache to fall asleep, while drinking with a sullen head, there was a faint look of worry on the face that was accustomed to silence.

Something must have happened.

He is most familiar with the mustache, and he can feel the abnormality of what others will ignore. With Brother Li's usual amount of alcohol, how could he drink like this?

Moreover, he went down to the foot of the city wall before, vaguely as if he had seen Brother Li opposite. There seemed to be a dark shadow in the shadows that suddenly shrank into the corner. Brother Li is afraid that he has some ulterior secret, and he is like this today. It's like he's secretly connecting with someone, and even he hides it, which shows how serious the matter is.

Who is that black shadow? Looking for Brother Li, what is the shady thing?

What's wrong with Brother Li, how could he be so confused that he got involved in this kind of thing?

Li Zhenzhen is really drunk.

Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk. As soon as he lay down and pretended to be asleep, he soon really forgot where he was, and he didn't pay attention to what people around him were saying, and his heart was completely confused.

If you knew what was going on in advance, would you just pretend that you didn't know anything?

He couldn't help but think about it. He thought about it many times in his heart, and the result was beyond his expectations, and he threw himself into it every time without hesitation. Even if he knew in advance, he still didn't make any different choices, every time.

Why?

Maybe it's because life is too dull, and now life is so dull that every day I wake up and think about how the next day will live, and the result is not the slightest deviation. It was so plain that he imagined that he would die of old age in the future, and it seemed that there would be no change.

People who practice martial arts, how many people are willing to live a life as light as water like this?

Li Zhenjin was unwilling to be ordinary when he was young, but in the end, reality brutally killed all his dreams and forced him back to this kind of life. Countless years have passed, and his heart has been like stagnant water, and there is no more blood, but there is such an opportunity that suddenly jumps in front of him.

How will you choose?

Needless to say, the moment I knew this, the long-lost passion suddenly exploded, and the feeling of blood boiling, as if life had become full of hope again!

This is what it feels like to be alive, to truly feel that you are alive, not to live like a walking corpse, but the heart is already dead.

Just for this kind of excitement, he wants to give it a go, even if he is crushed for this, he will still have no hesitation!

If you live like this, even if you die, you can die without regrets.

His eyelids opened a small slit, and he vaguely saw the flickering dazzling firelight, and a moth resolutely threw itself into the flames, and suddenly went crazy.

It...... Didn't you know you were going to be burned to death?

In the shadow of the eaves under the city wall, Liu Heng, who watched for a moment, saw the behavior of the eight-character beard after climbing the city wall, a relaxed smile finally appeared on his grim face, he lowered his head and turned around, and finally really left quietly.

After determining Ding Le'er's physique, Liu Heng found that things were more troublesome than he imagined, and someone had to take over in person to barely support it.

Cultivating a Tianjiao, just like He Bo did to him back then, also needs to be specially guarded in front of him. Because many medicinal herbs cannot be stored for a long time, it is best to use them immediately to achieve the desired effect.

And Liu Heng, after all, still has his own affairs, it is impossible to give up his own affairs and stare at Ding Leer every day, which means that he must find someone to take over.

Thinking about it, this land of hundred martial arts is still a foreign land to him, where can he find someone who can really be trusted?

In extreme embarrassment, he had no choice but to take the risk of finding the mustache.

He doesn't know the character and temperament of the mustache, but he really can't think of a better candidate, and what can he do, so he can only try it at a big risk.

It's about Tianjiao, the matter is so big that even he is nervous, and he can't imagine how much risk he takes to entrust it to someone he is not familiar with well.

Fortunately, after a few checks, the mustache temporarily reassured him a lot, this person is cautious and smart enough, I believe he will do a good job after taking over. The only thing to worry about is how much pressure can Bazihu bear after being suspected, and can he not reveal it until death, as he himself promised?

In the face of life and death, no amount of guarantee can make people feel at ease, so Liu Heng not only reminded the seriousness of the matter, but also gave Bazihu the expectation of what he would gain after the matter was completed, and tried to increase safety as much as possible.

But he still prayed that things would not be exposed, and that there would be no time to embarrass the Bazihu.

That's all there is to it.

On the way back to the courtyard, Liu Heng couldn't help but regret that he knew too few people, and when it came to such a critical time, he was overstretched and very cramped, "The available people, if they can live longer in the future, they will have the need to plan in this regard, and they ...... now."

Forget it, so be it.

He shook his head secretly, and his mood was silent again, a person who knew that his fate was short, what was the need to plan for the long term?

Pushing open the door and seeing Ding Le'er who was anxiously waiting for his return, his dead mood regained its light, as if the whole world was lit up again, Ding Le'er was the existence that carried all his hopes for the future.

"Come into the house, I'll tell you something. He greeted and took Ding Le'er into a big room, forbidding Ding Le'er to ask anything, and first poured qi and blood into the identity token, and opened all kinds of closed formations, and then opened his mouth with a solemn face.

"Everything I say tonight, you must memorize, let alone reveal it to anyone. ”

In Ding Le'er's wide clear eyes, because of Liu Heng's demeanor and look, she suddenly became nervous and nodded desperately.

"Starting tomorrow, there is a person with a long mustache who will send a batch of medicinal herbs over every once in a while, you have to remember what he looks like, no one can trust him except him. ”

"If he says that the money is not enough, you can open this money bag with qi and blood, and give him ten purple gold coins, and you must not give more. He handed over his Qiankun money bag to Ding Le'er, and only took out a few million taels of scattered gold and silver tickets, Liu Heng, who owned the Dahong Temple, actually did not rely much on the Qiankun bag.

"For these medicines, the gallstone should be ground into powder, the lotus blood grass should be boiled into juice, and the head of the three-color plum worm should be roasted with fire...... These 68 kinds of medicine should be taken as three meals a day. ”

"And ......"

Every time Liu Heng said a word, Ding Le'er nodded until Liu Heng confirmed that he remembered it, and then said the next sentence. When all the instructions were finished, he asked Ding Le'er to repeat them all, and then pointed out the mistakes. It wasn't until Ding Le'er was well recited that she breathed a sigh of relief tiredly, and when she looked out the window, it was already cloudy and transparent.

Before you know it, the long night has passed, and it is a new day.

He tidied up a little, and at dawn, he led the frog out of the courtyard gate, and before leaving, he couldn't help but tell him seriously, "In short, from now on, you have to remember to keep it secret, and the medicine can't be stopped." ”

Under Ding Le'er's reluctant watch, Liu Heng straddled his horse and left. Walking to the gate of the city, a group of city guards saluted respectfully again, his eyes found the eight-character beard, the eight-character beard spirit was obviously haggard, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

The eyes of the two secretly met, all without saying a word, Liu Heng nodded, still did not show the slightest familiar look, and left proudly.

"It's not over yet!" (To be continued......)

PS: Slightly modified, there are still 305 chapters, the person with the dragon stick martial body wrote it wrong, it was Lin Wuzhi not Chen Ping, and it was also modified, and the brothers who have subscribed please refresh ~~~~