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Another boring day at work.

Zhu Houzhao climbed up to the second floor listlessly.

He finally got his wish and drank "Enlightenment Tea"

However, he also owed Lao Bai ten thousand taels of silver.

With his current salary, he probably needs to work part-time for nine years without eating or drinking.

This does not include interest.

"Oh, I shouldn't have been greedy in the first place."

"However, the Wudao tea tastes really good."

"It's just, well~ it doesn't seem to have any effect.

When Zhu Houzhao was lamenting, he suddenly saw a red figure at the corner, and subconsciously covered his buttocks.

In the past few days, he couldn't help teasing Lin Pingzhi a few words, but in the end he couldn't avoid the consequences of being pricked by a needle.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi walk away, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but whispered:

"Hmph, no wonder that Song Qingshu doesn't like you?"

"Lin Xian'er is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality and is willing to help others."

"How wonderful."

"By the way, everyone said that Lin Xian'er was so well picked.

"Why can't I touch it?"

Zhu Houzhao was walking while talking, when he suddenly called out "Ah".

He immediately covered his buttocks and said angrily:

"Lin Pingzhi! If you still dare..."

Then, he saw Lin Pingzhi's expressionless face.

He immediately said loudly: "If you still dare to stab me, please notify me in advance."

"Thanks!"

After all, he immediately slipped up to the second floor.

"Hey, there are not many people here today?"

Seeing that the passenger flow on the second floor was less than half of what it used to be, Zhu Houzhao was a little puzzled.

Shouldn't it be?

He immediately asked, "Why are there only so few people today?"

Someone in the crowd said: "Ah Zhen, you don't know yet, do you?"

"Know what?" Zhu Houzhao asked suspiciously.

Someone said: "Poor boy, hurry up and go to Xiangxiang.

Zhu Houzhao became angry immediately, and said, "What's the matter, tell me quickly, don't cover it up."

One person said: "Okay, everyone, stop teasing Ah Zhen. Judging by his appearance, he is a brat who probably doesn't understand anything."

At the moment, someone explained:

"Zhu Houzhao, you don't know yet, do you?"

"The latest news is that Lin Xian'er is sick."

Zhu Houzhao said: "Even if Lin Xian'er is sick, don't so many people go to see her?"

"Isn't this even breaking the threshold of others?"

At the same time, I thought in my heart: These people are useless, for a woman.

Daddy had three thousand beauties in the harem back then, so he didn't even take a look at it.

The man said mysteriously: "Lin Xian'er suffers from willow disease."

"Flower disease?"

Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao finally reacted.

Dude, no wonder so many people are missing.

Not to see people, but to see a doctor.

The man gloated and said, "I don't know how many people will be involved this time."

Seeing that person approaching, Zhu Houzhao was taken aback, and quickly said: "Zu Qianqiu, stay away from me! I remember you praised Lin Xian'er all the time.

Hearing this, the others immediately avoided Zu Qianqiu.

Zu Qianqiu said wrongly: "I really have nothing to do with her.

However, no one believed him.

Everyone stays far away from him.

Even a few people, checked out early and left.

At this time, Xiaomi came up, holding a broken bowl, and shouted:

"Everyone, do me a favor and give alms."

Then, I immediately received unanimous negative comments from everyone: "Go away!"

Everyone still remembers that Xiaomi boasted about "that night" in full view.

Now it seems that Xiaomi is dead in public.

And that Song Qingshu.

At that time, he was the one who argued with Xiaomi.

Xiaomi's identity doesn't matter yet.

Song Qingshu is the son of the head of Wudang Sect.

Wudang Sect is a decent family.

I don't know if this can be tolerated.

Thinking of this, everyone finally gloated.

It's really that Song Qingshu is too unpleasant.

Xiaomi was a little unhappy when everyone scolded him, and said: "Everyone, even if I had a human connection with Lin Xian'er that day, you don't have to be so jealous, right?"

"Ding!"

Someone threw ten taels of silver into Xiaomi's bowl.

Xiaomi immediately said happily: "Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle."

The man said: "Xiaomi, don't go to work today, go to the doctor and go to see a doctor."

Then one after another, someone threw money at him.

Xiaomi was dazed, and hurriedly asked, "Everyone, what happened?"

Then, someone told about Lin Xian'er's illness.

Xiaomi was stunned for a while, then rushed downstairs.

During the period, he almost bumped into Lao Bai who was going upstairs.

Lao Bai felt strange, so he came up and asked, "Everyone, what happened?"

Then, Lao Bai also knew about it.

"You say, this Lin Xian'er has a lot of friends, who has won the bid now?"

Someone throws this question.

Suddenly, it aroused everyone's interest.

"Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the money gang, should be counted as one."

"Shangguan Jinhong's subordinate Jing Wuming."

"Long Xiaoyun."

"Wei Xiaobao."

"Ouyang Ke.

 …

Everyone expressed their guesses.

Only then did I realize that too many people were involved.

At this time, someone said:

"I said one person, and everyone must agree.

People asked, "Who?"

"Duan Zhengchun!"

Sure enough, everyone agreed and took it for granted.

Lin Xian'er was indeed sick with Hualiu.

She never thought that she would get this disease one day.

Speaking of the experience of discovering this disease, some didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

On that day, she spent the night peacefully with one finger.

…………… Ask for flowers…………

Ping Yizhi said: "My principle has always been that when one is cured, one must be killed."

"But yesterday I killed a lot of people, so I'll save one."

So, he decided to see a doctor for Lin Xianer.

Seeing this, he was shocked.

I was so scared that I checked it myself.

Good guy, he won the bid himself.

In this way, the news of Lin Xian'er's illness suddenly spread out somehow.

And then triggered a great crisis in the arena.

The point is that people don't know when Lin Xian'er contracted the disease.

Therefore, all related people rushed to find a doctor.

The last time Dafu’s business was so good was when the Bixie Sword Book was sold in Vientiane Building.

Yun Zhonghe didn't expect that one day he would become a prophecy.

That's right, Lin Xian'er's disease was transmitted from him.

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Yun Zhonghe had never noticed this before.

Hearing the news about Lin Xian'er finally scared him.

He checked, and sure enough something had happened.

So, all of a sudden, I lost my mood.

Yue Laosan comforted:

"I knew you'd get into trouble sooner or later."

"Why don't I, Tian Yan, use the crocodile scissors to cut you straight?"

Duan Yanqing felt that this team could not stay any longer.

Dali country.

Duan Zhengchun finally returned to Dali from Luoyang City.

However, he was not treated very well.

Duan Zhengchun felt that he was wronged.

I have clearly never seen Lin Xian'er before.

But everyone swears that they have something to do with Lin Xian'er.

Although his subordinates didn't say anything, Duan Zhengchun could feel that everyone was alienated from own.

Finally, even he became suspicious:

"I know quite a few women, is she among them?"

"Why can't you remember anything?"

"If this is true, I must be responsible for it."

"It's just...just...how. Can't remember at all?"

Finally, Duan Zhengchun found the imperial doctor and said:

"Check it out for me."

Then, he saw his wife Dao Baifeng.

Dao Baifeng said: "Check it out for me too."

Duan Zhengchun: 11

His wife obviously hasn't had sex with him for several years.

Outside Luoyang City.

Song Qingshu finally escaped.

He didn't expect that after just one night, he would suffer such a crime.

He really couldn't stand the contemptuous gazes of his father and all the senior uncles.

I also don't want to go back to Wudang, and be looked down upon by the grand master and other senior brothers.

"ah!"

Song Qingshu vented heartily to the sky.

Then, muttering to himself:

"If I had known........work".