Chapter 2247 Light Gate Lintel 47
I couldn't speak. This storm-like attack was like a storm. As soon as I opened my mouth, I couldn't tell what kind of rotten vegetable leaves, melon peels, and even dog feces on the ground would be in my mouth... Ouch!
The five people had no choice but to flee.
Xining watched, thinking that they would never come back to cause trouble for Xuanhumen in this life.
"Thank you, thank you so much!" Xining bowed and thanked him.
A villager asked curiously: "Little miracle doctor, did you really receive five hundred taels of silver to save them?"
"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Xining admitted it openly and pointed at Wu Jue who was sitting behind him: "I also received five hundred taels to save him at the time, and ten thousand taels later."
Wu Jue nodded expressionlessly, five hundred taels, he had worked hard for so many years and accumulated nearly half of his wealth. In order to save my life, I had to give it. But I couldn't pay the next ten thousand taels, so I had to sell myself. Black, indeed dark!
However, during this period of time, he had food and drink, and was taken care of by others, who even helped him mediate just now. Many escort agencies and martial arts firms may not treat their brothers so well.
"Be good!" The villagers couldn't help but gasped, and then there was an uproar. Five hundred taels or ten thousand taels. The total money of all the people in the village may not be five hundred taels.
Someone else was curious: "How much has he given now? He has lived there for so many days."
"He is now a member of Xuanhumen, so naturally he does not need money."
This is also what makes Wu Jue depressed. If he had known to join Xuanhumen directly, he would have saved 10,500 taels of silver.
The villagers were confused again: "Then why do you charge us so little money?"
They are all farmers. Apart from rent and taxes, they have very little money left throughout the year. Xi Ning only charges ten or twenty cents each time to pay back the medicine. There are medicine shops in the town that are full of doctors, but they are not that cheap. For those who have no money, she will accept vegetables, fruits, grain, and small items of her own.
Xining chatted as naturally as usual: "You all take good care of us when we live here, just like our friends. Naturally, we can charge less medical fees to our friends."
There was silence, and then the villagers exploded.
"Little miracle doctor, you are so kind to us. From now on, my family will take care of your food, free of charge!"
"No, the food has always come from my house, don't compete with me. But from now on, I will never charge you. I would be too heartless to charge you any more."
"Then I'll bring my chicken."
"I'll bring the sow from home."
"I'll bring my sheep."
"I'll send my tiger cub here!"
"Ah?" Everyone was surprised: "Hu Zi mother, why did you send Hu Zi here?"
Huzi's mother's face was rosy with excitement and her eyes were bright: "I want Huzi to learn from my teacher and make the little miracle doctor my godmother!"
Xining sweated. This body is only ten years old. Huzi seems to be ten years old too. How can a ten-year-old be a ten-year-old godmother?
Suddenly the villagers opened up new ideas and wanted to send their children to learn skills. In the end, Xi Ning said that Xuanhu Sect cannot accept apprentices at will, and everything is up to chance, and that disciples of Xuanhu Sect must cut off their family ties, otherwise they will not accept them. This made the villagers give up, and also saved Xining from being the godmother and master of more than a dozen children,
Since there are such high requirements for accepting a disciple, then do something else to express your gratitude. This little miracle doctor is offering five hundred or ten thousand taels of silver, but he only accepts the villagers. He must be thanked.
The villagers all moved to sweep up the messes thrown on the ground, help hang up the frozen meat, and help fill up and hang up all the sausages. The fallen wooden door was also repaired by people who knew carpentry, and a wooden latch was also added. The villagers brought a lot of things from home to prepare for the winter, not only live chickens and dried fish, but also dried vegetables and pickles, frozen pears and dried fruits, red dates and persimmons... There were more than a dozen baskets and baskets, and there was actually a humming bird. half-sized piglet.
Afraid that Xining would not accept it, he would throw it in the yard and run away.
All the people in the originally bustling courtyard were gone at once, leaving only four people standing by the hanging pot door. Looking at the things in and around the yard that had been tidied up, a gust of northwest wind blew up, picking up some dust on the ground, and even the snow in the yard was swept clean.
"Okay." Xining shrugged: "The work is done, and these things are enough for winter. Senior brother and second senior brother, you move the things into the woodshed, feed the chickens, and give away the piglets. Go back, if there is any extra swill to feed the pigs, I will wash my hands.”
I need to wash off the minced meat on my hands, they are so sticky and uncomfortable.
After Xining left, Liu Yulang winked at Xi'an and Wu Jue, and said softly: "You see, my little junior sister burned her brain when she was a child. Her ideas are as simple as these mud-legged people, so she can get along with them."
Xi'an and Wu Jue also looked at Liu Yulang as if they were a fool. Of course, I don't think that the junior sister is a fool. People who can talk about seeking revenge can't find any reason to refute, and they can talk about it so that the villagers carry all their things here and give them away for free. Do you know how sad life is for ordinary people? These things are all saved up, and if you give them away, you will lose a little. Autumn harvesting and winter storage, the snow has already fallen, it will definitely be more difficult to do it again.
Only Liu Yulang still thought that the junior sister's brain was burned out, and it was probably his brain that was burned out.
A few days later, someone came outside the door seeking revenge. There was no other way. The news in Jianghu was fast. Knowing that Wu Jue lived here, someone with a grudge came over.
This time the villagers were prepared. When they saw someone looking for him, they took the guy and followed him.
After looking at the many villagers who were looking at him eagerly, the revenge-seeking man felt very frightened and knocked on the door honestly.
The door opened, and it was a little girl of about ten years old, wearing a green cotton robe, dressed like a Taoist temple. The only difference was that she wore a Xuanhumen-specific waist badge around her waist, with a gourd engraved on it.
"Excuse me, what's the matter with this person?" Xining looked blankly at the uncle in front of him. This man was in his thirties. His gray-green double-breasted winter coat looked a bit elegant. The narrow sleeves and the sword he carried behind his back proved that he was skilled in martial arts.
Xining turned to the villagers behind him and smiled and waved his hand, as casually as usual: "Hello, everyone."
As soon as they saw the little miracle doctor opening the door and saying hello to them, all the villagers immediately turned from wary to smiling. When the stranger turned his head and looked over, his expression immediately changed back, as if he was guarding against thieves.
This should be the famous little miracle doctor of Xuanhumen. Of course, in addition to his excellent medical skills, this fame also comes with high consultation fees. Five hundred taels, five hundred taels. But compared to Yao Shen Valley’s Qi Ban Liang, it’s still okay. But Xuanhumen didn’t charge money before.
There are so many pairs of eyes in the back, plus the reputation of Hanging Humen. The visitor did not dare to make any mistakes, so he tried to speak as softly as possible: "Does Feng Dao Wu Jue live here?"
"There is no Fengdao Wu Jue." Xining responded honestly, without concealing anything: "But Wu Jue, the protector of Xuanhumen, lives here."
The visitor took a breath and his voice had to become harder: "Please let him come out."
"What are you doing out here?"
"Grudges and grievances in the world."
"It's a pity that you're late." Xining clasped his hands together, with a kind look on his face, almost without the fragrant scar on his head: "Wu Jue is already a member of Xuanhumen. From now on, the grudges in the world have nothing to do with him. He only cares about doing harm to Xuanhumen. Bad guy.”
Of course, the visitor would not give up easily. He tried to stay calm and spoke as if he was forced out of his teeth: "Grudges in the world are not something you can escape if you can. Blood must be paid for with blood."
(End of chapter)