Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 67

On the long street, there are few pedestrians.

A snowflake slowly falls, making people stop for it.

"Snowing!"

Mo Qiu who had just walked out of the restaurant stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes, his face was complicated and his eyes changed back and forth.

At this time, the members of the Liu family must have gone far away.

If you want to catch up again, you will definitely not be able to catch up.

And it is difficult to travel alone in the cold winter, or when you are not familiar with the road.

If it is not necessary, he does not want to take risks, especially now that he is seriously injured and needs to rest.

Shaking his body, Mo Qiu's mind quickly changed.

"Yes." Guo Xiao, who smelled of alcohol, stretched his muscles, stood still in the snow, and said with a faint smile:

"This year must be a good year!"

"A good year?" Mo Qiu glanced at the passers-by on the street and shook his head slowly:

"I'm afraid I won't see you."

Bandits entered the city to wreak havoc, and many people were robbed. How can this be considered a good year?

"Doctor Mo doesn't know something." Guo Xiao stepped forward with his hands behind his back and said as he walked:

"Winter is approaching, and the life outside the city is even more difficult, so most bandits are extremely rampant at this time."

"Even if the caravan is escorted by guards, in order not to starve, they will take a risk."

"Those villages are even more fat."

Guo Xiao once led his brothers to hang out outside, so he is very familiar with the situation of bandits.

Then he said leisurely:

"This year is different. The search in the city will allow them to have a good year."

"I will never harass other people thanklessly."

"So it is." Mo Qiu suddenly understood.

However, this kind of "good year" is only for the rich and noble, and the life of ordinary people is just as difficult.

"Although this is the case, it may not be the case in the next year." Guo Xiao put his hands behind his back, like a Confucian scholar pointing the country:

"As far as I know, several bandits outside the city have been united by the White Horse Bandit and formed a single rope."

"In the future, if merchants go out of the city, if they want to do business safely, they must say hello to the white horse bandits."

"The days without a backer will become more and more difficult!"

While speaking, he looked sideways, and the meaning was very clear. The biggest backer in the city is naturally Heihutang.

"White horse bandits?" Mo Qiu didn't answer, frowning and said:

"The bandits entered the city to wreak havoc and killed the people indiscriminately. If such a big event happened, wouldn't the court just ignore it?"

He has always had this doubt, and he just asked it this time.

"Bandits entering the city?" Guo Xiao laughed.

"You know these things, I know them, and the people in the city know them all, but those who are alone in the imperial court will not know."

"What do you mean?" Mo Qiu paused, his eyes revealing surprise:

"The county government didn't report the robbers entering the city?"

"Why report it?" Guo Xiao shrugged:

"Doctor Mo probably doesn't know that if a city falls, the city's chief officials will be beheaded for punishment."

"And he's not the only one. Officials, big and small, are all responsible. Deceiving the top and the bottom is what those people are good at."

"Besides..."

He hummed lightly, and said, "Nowadays the whole Taizhou is not at peace, and it would be useless to report it."

Mo Qiu was surprised, then shook his head speechlessly.

It can only be said that he was too naive before, and the darkness of this world is far beyond his imagination.

"Doctor Mo, the third party is sincerely inviting you." Guo Xiao changed the subject and said:

"The third head has been refined into internal energy, the hall master is old and weak, he will take over the hall master's position sooner or later."

"As long as you make contributions in the hall, the tide will rise and all boats will rise, and you will be a pillar of the Black Tiger Hall in the future."

Then, with a low voice, said:

"Even if it is to replace Mr. Namu, it may not be impossible."

Mr. Mu is a guest minister of the Black Tiger Hall. Although he is not well-known, he has profound medical skills, especially good at poisonous wounds.

Mo Qiu nodded thoughtfully.

At this point, Guo Xiao did not continue to urge, and said goodbye:

"I'll wait for your good news."

He watched Guo Xiao leave until he couldn't see his back.

Mo Qiu just flashed his figure and went straight to Liu's mansion.

He had killed the third leader of Heihutang, once the incident happened, no matter how skilled the doctor was, he would be dead.

If you can escape, you will naturally escape far.

It's a pity that when he rushed to Liu's mansion in a hurry, the place was empty and the plaques were already being replaced.

In desperation, I had to make another plan.

first.

Get rid of Huang Kui's body, then find a place to hide yourself, and wait for things to change.

After a few days.

"There is really no movement." Standing in a dark alley near the Black Tiger Hall, Mo Qiu stretched out his hand and scratched his head, with a puzzled expression on his face:

"Could it be that no one knows what Huang Kui did that day?"

After pondering for a while, he narrowed his eyes, turned around and walked towards the place agreed with Wang Laoer.

Yes or no, just try it out!

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Blue sac pharmacy.

As always, with every winter, the number of serious cases increases.

Especially for the elderly and infirm, every cold winter is a catastrophe for them.

The business of the pharmacy is also good.

It's just that the atmosphere in the pharmacy has become more and more different since Xu Lao fell into a coma and woke up in a daze.

Especially Master Qin, whose face was gloomy all day long, even if close people were around him, he didn't dare to breathe heavily.

Backyard hall.

"Father." Qin Qingrong stepped through the door and led a person in with a happy face:

"Look, who is here today?"

Mo Qiu, who was dressed in a gray cotton coat, followed behind, and Master Qin, who was sitting upright, bowed his hands and saluted:

"Don't ask, I have seen Master Qin."

"It's you." Master Qin raised his head, the haze on his face dissipated slightly, and nodded slightly to Moqiu:

"Why do you have time to come here today, the warehouse is already busy?"

"Father." Qin Qingrong's voice was crisp, her eyes flickering and she said:

"Anything that can happen at the warehouse can be arranged properly when Senior Brother Qi was alone."

"There is still thunder..."

Speaking of Lei Dong, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

She doesn't dislike Leidong very much, the two have known each other since childhood, and their relationship is even pretty good.

But the conflict between Master Qin and Master Lei will inevitably continue to the next generation.

Especially recently, someone actually wanted to match her and Leidong, which made her not want to mention this person.

"Father." Taking a deep breath, Qin Qingrong spoke again:

"You always say that the pharmacy is short of people, and Junior Brother Mo is very gifted in medical skills, wouldn't it be a waste to stay in the warehouse."

"It's been so long since you said you wanted to test Junior Brother Mo, so you should have passed the test, right?"

"Woo..." Master Qin stroked his beard lightly, his eyes revealing thoughts.

This is not impossible!

There is no shortage of people in the pharmacy, but what is lacking is our own people.

He fit the bill.

"That..." Seeing the other party's emotion, Mo Qiu couldn't help but speak, interrupting Master Qin's meditation:

"I'm here because I'm looking for another job, so... come and say goodbye."

"Um?"

"ah!"

The two were taken aback.

Master Qin's complexion immediately sank.

Qin Qingrong also pursed her lips, but sighed in her heart, and couldn't help asking:

"where are you going?"

"Black Tiger Hall." Mo Qiu said:

"I know a person in the Black Tiger Hall, and he invited me to have a consultation."

"Join the clinic?" Master Qin snorted softly, showing disdain, but luckily he didn't sarcasm, just said coldly:

"Everyone has his own aspirations, follow you!"

"Mo Qiu, can you do it?" Qin Qingrong was a little worried:

"It's better to follow my father and study for a few more years, and it won't be too late to go out when you have rich experience in consultation."

How many more years do you want to study?

Mo Qiu shook his head.

Being an apprentice is not so easy, after three years and another three years, who knows when it will end?

"Senior sister, don't worry, although I'm in Heihutang, I'm also in charge of contacting the Qingsang Pharmacy."

"In the future, it will be common."